<?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-6467504</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:51:05.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the particular nature of matter</title><subtitle type='html'>--</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>242</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-7641998752751627243</id><published>2007-02-25T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T01:36:24.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clever is a general word</title><content type='html'>i take pride in having a controversial tagboard. just reading the tags make me laugh my head off. i feel comforted in knowing that there are other people in the world who waste even more time than i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've changed our seating partners. felt rather apprehensive beforehand and wanted to object violently at first. however, once i got to talk to frances, all these half-hearted and somewhat negative feelings were gone instantaneously. she's a really sweet partner, and hopefully i'll get to know her better :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday, our dearest form teacher had to spoil my day by insisting that the speak good english and chinese campaigns we initiated for CME were 'silly' and what 'rotten apples' we were. when we get our A1s for english and higher chinese, we'll prove her wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things aren't much better in LD. and mr wong had to remind us that syf is only five-six weeks away. and then our lovely, much sought-after director happens to drop next week's sessions to fly to hong kong. he might as well just fly to the bahamas and see anna nicole smith's body or something, what's the difference? he'd better bring his laptop there and come up with the script by the next session (when we see him). i don't want a botched-up play to be part of ld's legacy, or our legacy, for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;negative feelings aside, i think i'm finally all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was spent with charis, cindy and sarah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shan't divulge too much information here, because i'll get someone (winks at youknowwho) into a whole lot of trouble, haha. aside from that, random shopping at a half-empty mall for a whole bunch of earrings was kind of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came up with the plot outline for the play. it wasn't a very productive afternoon, but we chatted with each other for awhile. and ate. and played. and teased. one huge closet + a huge accesories drawer + random sketches of outfits...well, we've had a lot of fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;the skit's looking real good. and so are the 1000-odd pairs of earrings we've seen today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four tests, and 1 silly zuowen next week. let's see if i can 'go the distance', for just this once in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-7641998752751627243?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/7641998752751627243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/7641998752751627243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2007/02/clever-is-general-word.html' title='clever is a general word'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-841977561785015548</id><published>2007-02-20T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T23:56:53.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>johnny got lost at the fair.</title><content type='html'>oh dear, what can the matter be&lt;br /&gt;dear, dear, what can the matter be&lt;br /&gt;oh dear, what can the matter be&lt;br /&gt;ahpui got slandered...by god-knows-who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because it's the lunar new year, i shan't fight back. i'll be this dormant and docile little mouse who's trapped internally and externally, waiting for the tanny-haters to make slanderous and no-link remarks in questionable english. (so much for accusing me of being mean and badmouthing. i mean. it's like, the pot calling the kettle black.)&lt;br /&gt;go ahead and accuse me of being a 'scary cat'- whatever that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;internet anonymity is bad for us. how effectively ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my friends. especially the few who have been keeping me sane for the past few days. thank you for everything, i love you all very much :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside from that, i've had a very prosperous chinese new year. i didn't get to see my 'maternal side' cousins except fot issac (the baby, not the human) and isabella, which was a shame because i was looking forward to gambling my angbao money away. okay maybe not, but it would've been fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho-hum, and now it's time for bio!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-841977561785015548?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/841977561785015548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/841977561785015548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2007/02/johnny-got-lost-at-fair.html' title='johnny got lost at the fair.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-117112490103981367</id><published>2007-02-11T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T00:28:21.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel ready to jump-off a building</title><content type='html'>i thought my sister was being a kaypoh again, because today, when i asked her to go out with me and charis and sonia and shannon, she said that she was busy with some presentation thing for brownies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the same day, she told me that she was the pri 5 &lt;strong&gt;vice-president&lt;/strong&gt; for brownies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that made me landiao inside.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a less random note, jane had originally invited us to go to her church for a social gathering at night, but i have a strict curfew nowadays, and on top of that, i have a dinner to attend, so sorry Jane! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this afternoon i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-chatted with pongz on the phone while walking aimlessly inside somerset mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;-went to specialists' to get the prosperity pack thing for CNY&lt;br /&gt;-got lost at specialists'&lt;br /&gt;-braved the ridiculously hot weather and walked back to wisma&lt;br /&gt;-met sonia outside F21&lt;br /&gt;-shopped at zara for awhile&lt;br /&gt;-dropped a photo frame at kino and ran away&lt;br /&gt;-didn't get caught for doing that (nothing happened to the frame anyway)&lt;br /&gt;-did combinations and permutations with sonia outside art friend&lt;br /&gt;-shopped at art friend&lt;br /&gt;-met charis and her sister, who were an hour and a half late&lt;br /&gt;-went to ding tai fung&lt;br /&gt;-watched sonia and ris camwhore&lt;br /&gt;-chatted with shannon&lt;br /&gt;-ate dandan mian&lt;br /&gt;-camwhored with ris and sonia in the basement toilet at paragon&lt;br /&gt;-searched for the cheapest gelato&lt;br /&gt;-bought the cheapest gelato (dark chocolate, 1 scoop for 2.80)&lt;br /&gt;-bade farewell (they had to meet the rest at jane's church)&lt;br /&gt;-went back to art friend and shopped alone (lonely but peaceful experience)&lt;br /&gt;-bought v'day presents&lt;br /&gt;-went home by 5pm :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a fun day. :D check out sonia's blog/friendster for pictures. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-117112490103981367?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/117112490103981367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/117112490103981367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-feel-ready-to-jump-off-building.html' title='i feel ready to jump-off a building'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-117068792010208442</id><published>2007-02-05T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T21:48:27.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shalala</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;/edit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13 weeks left! 13 precious weeks. :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Everyone-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am okay. Really okay. :D&lt;br /&gt;That was a PMS-sy post. Really, i'm all right.&lt;br /&gt;I am not that emo la! Except for that random outburst last thursday. That happened because i was frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a very happy day for me. The Emath test, no Seetow and then a spanking new phone that's absolutely free of charge (some voucher stuff).&lt;br /&gt;Although i can't help but feel that something will go wrong tomorrow. And there's LD. Seriously, what are the chances!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, live life like it is, i guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have we not become less euphemistic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-117068792010208442?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/117068792010208442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/117068792010208442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2007/02/shalala.html' title='Shalala'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116991332697699339</id><published>2007-01-27T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T00:41:38.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMFG what.</title><content type='html'>Things to do-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sign up for anger management classes&lt;br /&gt;2. Remind the Acids to slap me everytime if i scream&lt;br /&gt;3. Roll my eyes (the bitchy way) if i happen to bump into the people whom i can't stand.&lt;br /&gt;4. Bitch with the Jawcranes&lt;br /&gt;5. Buy a voodoo doll. (Okay, two. No wait, i need three. Three voodoo dolls. Perfect.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it, i'm going nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte! Where'd you go...I (we, to be more precise) miss you so. Thank you for your presence for the past two years.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry about not appreciating you that much when you were around, but i absolutely loved working with you for SYF 05 and for FIAALBOV, even though you were a little anal at times.&lt;br /&gt;Now that you aren't with us anymore, i feel so lost and confused. It is highly unlikely that you'll be reading this post, but if you ever do (perhaps a 0000000000000000000000000000001% chance), please please please please please come back and work with us again, for the production in 08 (whatever it is) and SYF 09 and the production in 10 and SYF in 11 and all the productions and SYFs after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we love you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sharon- okay, maybe i'm more emo than you! wait till you get to Sec4... it kills.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116991332697699339?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116991332697699339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116991332697699339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2007/01/omfg-what.html' title='OMFG what.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116981800673240571</id><published>2007-01-26T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T21:26:47.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yes, i'm ready to jump</title><content type='html'>Since ELDDS is (i quote myself) the 'epitome of eloquence', i should stop blogging so informally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i attempted to do a bit of revision for chemistry last night and guess what? I promptly fell asleep on the carpet until 2am in the morning. I didn't practise mole concept, i didn't finish revising for acids and bases. Woke up this morning and told myself to 'gambatte', and survive till the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;I was tricked by a few questions (think iodine atoms...I2 molecules, anyone?) in the test...but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i don't know what to comment, on the issue of SYF... I mean, the general idea is good, i suppose. It's just that...something in particular just irks me so much. Things are so 'all-over-the-place' (right on) and the fact that we will do away with auditions just makes me so pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, much as we want to complain, the sec fours cannot do anything, because our director calls the shots.&lt;br /&gt;All right, blind faith, there you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, everything will end up fine. If not...Wangling can go ahead and whine, for better or for worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the unofficial class outing to look forward to for tomorrow, and on Sunday there's our lovely Lue Sensei's wedding. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116981800673240571?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116981800673240571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116981800673240571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2007/01/yes-im-ready-to-jump.html' title='yes, i&apos;m ready to jump'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116922593667359601</id><published>2007-01-20T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T16:01:50.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>french kissing?@#@!)#@!@$(@!#???</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;/edit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CINDY says that i've been PMSing everyday ever since school started.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;paiseh :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okay, i'll stop slapping people on their faces- particularly wahlz and cindy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i will NOT crack. (sinister smile at pongz and ris)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, about the previous post, we'll just see how things go la.&lt;br /&gt;we'll probably get wahlz to whine and whine and whine and whine and whine at awong again or something. he'll get scared (naturally) so he'll be obliged to do something to salvage this situation! and 'all's well that ends well' !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, WE CLEARED THE PROPS ROOM TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;no more silly pieces of cardboard with rotten silverfish lying around okay! we spent so much time in there just now and for a minute, i actually got quite worried about the possibility of the silverfish jumping onto our bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the room is SO MUCH NEATER, so much more presentable, 2390232372390x better.&lt;br /&gt;the drama girls or juniors or whoever better not mess it up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the spring cleaning, we-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;cleaned the room (DUH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;wheeled each other around in the wheelchair at the speed of 2391283km/h&lt;br /&gt;&gt;stole ebird's pouch and camera&lt;br /&gt;&gt;'locked' ebird in the props room and pretended that the lock landiao-ed (actually the door was unlocked the whole time. she fell for our trick and got quite agitated and started throwing cabbages at the glass door. cracks have appeared, and yes, it is all her fault!)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;danced to 'promiscuous', 'where'd you go' and other landiaoed songs in the middle of the room&lt;br /&gt;&gt;took many many pictures in costumes&lt;br /&gt;&gt;teased ('i'm just teasing you!') ebird about her boyfriend SHENG (pronounced 'SHANE').&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha then after the clean-up session we went to have tauhway. i 'isolated' myself and sat in a little corner and tried to finish all the math homework that i didn't finish yesterday night (cos i fell asleep). we talked and talked and talked and talked and talked and talked and talked and yakked and yakked and yakked and bitched and bitched and bitched the whole hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think going to the tau hway shop with the JAWCRANES (usually just the LD wing la cos charis landiaos everytime) is damn therapeutic. it nurtures the psychological state of mind (well, it stops me from wanting to murder someone) and the social state of mind (hanging out with best friends) and the emotional state of mind (calms me down after a day of thinking about our farewell).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;3 JAWCRANES and the ACIDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something great about having best friends is that they always seem to put your mind back on track. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116922593667359601?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116922593667359601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116922593667359601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2007/01/french-kissing.html' title='french kissing?@#@!)#@!@$(@!#???'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116912380646220018</id><published>2007-01-18T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T20:36:46.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>very annoying matter</title><content type='html'>aly and i and cindy and pinfang are extremely annoyed by a particular matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, even though the SYF list isn't out yet and we're still, technically, not officially part of SYF , i still have to voice my unhappiness and displeasure over something that was bugging me after ld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PRODUCTION CREWS (BE IT THE FIAALBOV CREW, THE SYF 2007 CREW) ARE NOT DUMPING GROUNDS. DAMN IT, IS IT THAT FRIGGING HARD TO GRASP THE CONCEPT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm directing this to the 'accidental' crew members who became crew members because (somehow, i really don't know why) they thought that being in the crew meant being able to slack in LD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you think joining a production crew= slacking your ass off for the next few months in LD, you're sadly mistaken. give me a frigging break okay, it's utterly disgusting to be thinking like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell, how can you call yourselves seniors with attitudes like that?&lt;br /&gt;also, i cannot believe that you are actually thinking of joining the SYF crew because you think that it's slack-worthy. what, if you don't get into prodcrew, you're just going to pon ld all the way till you graduate?&lt;br /&gt;if you're going to make use of us (again) like that, then you might as well just pon, because we don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE, there are other people who want to join the crew. they DO real work, they are really nice people who deserve the chance to be in SYF. don't take away what should rightfully be theirs okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i know a few juniors (the bad eggs la) who think that the prodcrew is made up of people who can't act, can't write, can't sing, and they basically just suck.&lt;br /&gt;i would like to take this opportunity to announce that without the production crew, you can jolly well go prance around naked on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that the new juniors and the sec twos do NOT get influenced by these kind of thoughts okay. LD members should not be like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look, if you have the passion for ELDDS, this is not the way to behave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116912380646220018?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116912380646220018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116912380646220018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2007/01/very-annoying-matter.html' title='very annoying matter'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116887375337789821</id><published>2007-01-15T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T23:37:28.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lady macbeth bids hello</title><content type='html'>this morning when i woke up (late), i told myself that i will NOT, under any freaking circumstances, fall asleep in class.&lt;br /&gt;it was not easy, but i did it. i even paid attention during math okay! not an easy feat for me.&lt;br /&gt;had an hour of free period because mrs tan had to go for the hwachong seminar with some history girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at yoshi with the third language people + some of the people from the landiao gang that starts with a silent J.&lt;br /&gt;went to the coffee bean to chat. aly and i did our jap homework, charis copied and we had some really interesting conversations (winks at ebird). i mean really, really fascinating. haha.&lt;br /&gt;to cindy, pongz, aly, ris, ebird- maybe i'm just socially inept!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third lang was eventful. forget everything i said in the post before last about seetow sensei, because i've changed my mind about everything. wah i think i'm going to fail my jap o's!&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind, that wasn't the highlight of the day! it was-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEETING LUE SENSEI OUTSIDE THE LANGUAGE LAB :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during breaktime, nai and i went out of class to meet wangling and i started to complain about something that was bugging me this afternoon. then lue sensei magically appeared at the stairs! she seemed so happy when she saw us! haha so she came up to us and had this convo that went like this-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sensei! omg i want to go back to being a sec three la!"&lt;br /&gt;"it's normal la, don't worry, you'll get used to it :D"&lt;br /&gt;"no!! seetow sensei wa totemo kibishii desu! kowaii desu!"&lt;br /&gt;(sensei burst out laughing)&lt;br /&gt;"when we were in class just now, she called me twice to answer a question and i answered both wrongly la! the way she looked at me was like i was this piece...piece of germ yknw! omg la!"&lt;br /&gt;"yes!! when we answer her questions wrongly she glares at us la!"&lt;br /&gt;"i know...as if you're really stupid right?"&lt;br /&gt;"eh sensei! how do you know! she stared at you with that look before ar?"&lt;br /&gt;"seetow sensei used to be my teacher..when i was in sec three. i was really really scared of her last time la."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN WE ALL LANDIAO-ED. WE STARTED SHRIEKING HYSTERICALLY AND NAI AND I ATTEMPTED TO BITCH. but we didn't la, cos chermaine and suzanne and simin came out and saw sensei and THEY shrieked hysterically as well. see how well-loved lue sensei is! :D&lt;br /&gt;i think they started complaining about not being invited to her wedding.&lt;br /&gt;so sensei told us that we are more than welcome to attend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAY :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;omg, i miss J3F so much la. all the goofing and joking with each other during lessontime, breaktime AND afterclass time with sensei and the landiao gang. :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i sink into nostalgia (yet again), i shall finish reading macbeth and prepare for the quiz tomorrow, which i think i will flunk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116887375337789821?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116887375337789821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116887375337789821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2007/01/lady-macbeth-bids-hello.html' title='lady macbeth bids hello'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116860437274956507</id><published>2007-01-12T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T20:19:32.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the youtube generation, ah ha.</title><content type='html'>a wise class (haha :D) once said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"these are the times that try (wo)men's souls. but never worry, because a levels' are harder."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@#)*!@#(@_#($#)(@#$#@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out, damned amath, out i say!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116860437274956507?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116860437274956507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116860437274956507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2007/01/youtube-generation-ah-ha.html' title='the youtube generation, ah ha.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116844310661969525</id><published>2007-01-10T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:25:27.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smack that!</title><content type='html'>second day with seetow sensei. say, she isn't that fierce la. (i hope)&lt;br /&gt;i mean, everyone conveniently didn't do their homework (page 16 of the damn quiz book) and she didn't even give us THE glare.&lt;br /&gt;i don't see her point of view in alot of things. during lesson today, she called on everyone (twice, some even thrice) but me. and when she finally did, she got me to answer (incorrectly) this damn long question. she kept calling zhonghan! abit zhonghan doesn't even take third lang anymore! landiao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a random note, i gave up TV for precious sleep okay! my body clock is ticking the wrong way. i take evening naps after third lang and CCA for as long as two whole hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bit of recap from yesterday. the seniors (sec fours! and the random jean!) got to watch the sec one auditions (we've been waiting for this moment ever since we stepped into LD, look at how far we've come!). some were good, some were bad, some were bratty, some were hilarious. i didn't really catch much of it, was just sitting behind everyone else, doing my bit of mugging for the bio test. however, i did note some hilarious quotes of the day (too many of them were coming from the teachers, especially mr wong! landiao!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the motivational chip is missing. i have no idea how to put it back in place.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116844310661969525?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116844310661969525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116844310661969525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2007/01/smack-that.html' title='smack that!'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116810538520683644</id><published>2007-01-07T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T01:43:05.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where has the hindsight gone to.</title><content type='html'>school has started. here's a roundup for week one. categorized them into two groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i am proud of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cca fair success (okay, it wasn't that good as compared to last year's, but it was quite a miracle, because we pulled it off.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-finished my homework (okay, most, except for math because i didn't know how to do most of it) before school started. not bad eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-NOT falling asleep or getting distracted during math. (again, another miracle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i am not proud of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-11th hour changes to the CCA fair-related matters. the really 'lactic acid'- inducing amount of work we had to do the day before cca fair. pinfang, alyssa, julia, hazel, deborah, eunice, jocelyn and myself stayed back on friday to do the sets but we had so many changes because many things didn't work out (ahem, spotlights, anyone?). we hung banners, cloth, ornaments, moved chairs, stuck cotton wool, brought frames up. only hazel, deborah, alyssa and i stayed on throughout and &lt;strong&gt;wahpiang, can die man.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-talking too much on the first day of school. i have a throat inflammation because of it. enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are three tests next week, five for the following week and it's still tentative. goodbye to life and hello to the sec four demon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116810538520683644?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116810538520683644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116810538520683644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2007/01/where-has-hindsight-gone-to.html' title='where has the hindsight gone to.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116722315300249051</id><published>2006-12-27T20:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T20:39:13.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, we (the ld girls) were annoyed by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the really ridiculous bitchy auntie and the bitchy sidekick. and her entourage of aunties who chased us out of the mpr 2 when mr wong had already booked the place for us. wahlau they acted as if they were the 'plastics' from mean girls la! Queen-Bee wannabes, they made us sick to our stomachs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were replacing the lost posters (another thing that made us boil today, more later) by making new ones. sat in the middle of the drama studio and started cutting away. THEN the bitchy auntie came in (abit she told us to go to the drama studio after she chased us out of the mpr.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitchy auntie: chu qu chu qu! wo yao shuo men le! (get out get out! i want to lock the door)&lt;br /&gt;us: auntie but shi ni jiao wo men xia lai zhe bian de! (auntie but you told us to come down here what!)&lt;br /&gt;bitchy auntie: wo bu guan chu chu, wo yao guan men le. yao liu jiu qu tu shu guan de bi. (don't care, i'm locking up, if you want to stay go to the cybercafe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(obviously we continued arguing, then it came to a point where the stupid auntie told us to sleep at the roadside)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us: hao, wo men jiu zhou, qu shui lu bian! (okay, we'll go and sleep at the sidewalks along the road.)&lt;br /&gt;bitchy auntie: hao, qu, qu. (good, go, go.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came the very anti-climax part. abit we weren't even laughing at anything la. and she went,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitchy auntie: wo mei you kai wan xiao! bu yao xiao! xiao shen me! (i'm not joking, don't laugh, stop laughing!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ebird burst into giggles. then we started laughing and guffawing away. i mean, the situation was  unbelivably ridiculous. honestly.&lt;br /&gt;so the bitchy auntie got really pissed off and stormed to the piano bench, where nai's bag of costumes and my bag were located at. SHE EFFING THREW EVERYTHING ON THE FLOOR OKAY! WHAT RUBBISH!&lt;br /&gt;that was when we realised that she has gone way too far and things weren't so funny after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we started to make fun of her by mimicking her during the time when we were preparing for FIAALBOV. the part when she threatened to kill herself. (but mr edmund yong wasn't around so the comic relief is kind of gone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us: wo yao zhi sha! wo yao qu tiao lou! (i want to kill myself! i want to jump off a building!)&lt;br /&gt;bitchy auntie: hao lor, tiao jiu tiao lor! (good, jump then jump!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the bitchy sidekick did was to just shut up. how henpecked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the school really should fire her.&lt;br /&gt;nai and wahlz started to complain to mr wong via sms but obviously he couldn't do anything so he started giving those "no-link" replies. landiao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-some idiots (outside of LD, obviously) ripped off LD's posters and we lost a number of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahlau! @#(@!_#(@!#*%&amp;@#$#$#_$#@$_%$*@$)*@#)$(#%)(#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'small' people will always be 'small' people. us, the kind, forgiving and magnanimous people we are, will not pursue the matter currently, even though we know who did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, that does not guarantee that we won't give you a slap, a punch or even a kick if you happen to pass us when school reopens la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the replacement posters are still as beautiful as the original batch. i'd understand why the idiots had wanted them in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aly thinks it was the bitchy auntie and her entourage of gossips. since they have this thing against ld girls. HAHA :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116722315300249051?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116722315300249051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116722315300249051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/12/today-we-ld-girls-were-annoyed-by_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116629748791734833</id><published>2006-12-17T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T03:31:27.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XOxo</title><content type='html'>i've conquered the mountain of books and worksheets that were rotting on my study table. (the glass was threatening to break so i had no choice but to lighten to load. bummer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've conquered biology. (except for some essay questions which i don't see the point in writing everything down so i'm just going to type them out and staple them together or something)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've conquered english. (ridiculous task, that's all i can say.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've conquered half of history (the reading part).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've conquered 3 pages of chinese (out of 4574059432 pages la. that reminds me, i should really start reading the hong lou mong book.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've conquered-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh.&lt;br /&gt;uh...&lt;br /&gt;uh......&lt;br /&gt;(stammers uncontrollably)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;boy, this is one unproductive holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i actually typed out this whole list of homework to remind myself all the stuff i have to do before school reopens, but then i deleted everything and decided not to embarrass myself in front of everyone reading this entry. hell, it's a long list.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116629748791734833?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116629748791734833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116629748791734833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/12/xoxo.html' title='XOxo'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116566679308857400</id><published>2006-12-09T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T20:19:53.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ebird's back home! (the sunny island of singapore, though the weather isn't very sunny these days.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have bombed most of my allowance for this month on food. during the tan clan outing (old chang kee, food republic, bubble tea, toriyaki, grr.), the clique ( MINUS KAILE cos she was having fun in TAIWAN :( ) outing (kbox, ice cream from paragon, old chang kee, toriyaki), nai's birthday outing (sakae buffet; we were so blaoted, we couldn't try on clothes at zara because our waistlines expanded 23928390x!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have not much money left for clothes. #$(@#@!)#!@#)*#%@#++!@##$%*)$#%&amp;#&amp;amp;$&amp;@#&amp;amp;#&amp;!@#)@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, it was nothing but fun and joy yesterday. happy belated birthday, nai!&lt;br /&gt;and so much for Onpeddar and Chanel! hahaha!! but we managed to enter Dior, which wasn't much of a bad experience! the sales people didn't even bother themselves with us. gucci was having a sale, everyone was queueing for their turns. it was quite a funny sight for us, i must say. oh and we met huiying yesterday at forever 21! updated her a bit on syf 07 and fanghuo, haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite part of the day was when we went into sakae for two hours + and annoyed the hell out of 93483190 people who were working/dining there. not so much of a fine dining experience huh? (winks at alyssa)&lt;br /&gt;my advice to everyone is to NOT go to sakae for a buffet. you can actually incur a surcharge for food wastage! ridiculous la, abit it's a buffet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"please tell the people next to our table that this is a restaurant, not a playground!" (simultaneous eye-rolling)&lt;br /&gt;"eh stop acting like this is a photo booth leh!"&lt;br /&gt;belting out the birthday song to nai at the top of our lungs- SNG style&lt;br /&gt;"omg you look like sharon au leh!"&lt;br /&gt;"still want that chawanmushi?"&lt;br /&gt;"which idiot ordered the cucumber sushi! cannot finish!"&lt;br /&gt;"can you don't talk like we're over there! (points to empty space far away)"&lt;br /&gt;"i'm sorry girls, but can you please do us a favour? some customers are already complaining about your behaviour so.. yeah."&lt;br /&gt;"i never eat since yesterday 11am yknw! had a pepsi at 10.30pm, but still! omg i'm starving!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you get my drift. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised that i didn't blog about the trip with the acids! technically it wasn't an acids outing la, cos kaile wasn't around. abit we thought kaile was coming back on monday so we smsed her, it turned out that she would only be home on wednesday! X(&lt;br /&gt;went to toa payoh kbox la, wasn't so bad, but i didn't know most of the chinese songs they were singing. the food was horrendous (who eats snail meat?! other than the fine dining girl la, right eri! escargots what! so french!). then we went off to orchard, walked around the luxury shops, went to toys'r'us at paragon, bought (almost) lactose-free ice-cream. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jingo and i witnessed a porno on the train, while heading home. the girl was all over the guy, they were kissing like there was no tomorrow and the guy's hand was permanently attached to the girls butt. it was so revolting. abit when they came into the train, they managed to separate poor ol' jingo and me. after a while jingo couldnt take it and just shoved her way through them. it was so hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look forward to next week. will be rushing my homework like this keesiao person, and there's LD! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116566679308857400?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116566679308857400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116566679308857400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/12/ebirds-back-home-sunny-island-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116540063521536721</id><published>2006-12-06T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T18:31:50.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what love manages, it will dear.</title><content type='html'>i have been M.I.A for more than a week now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took the JLPT (4) last sunday. it went relatively well but it was probably because i'm one year late in taking the test, so it was simpler for me. (poor nai and eri, JLPT 3 was literally a bomb, or so i've heard.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's a very special day for the LD girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ebird's coming back to singapore! :D it's been a really long time since i've last seen her. we've barely talked at all the last time she came back! man, we've missed her so frigging much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-diana nai turns 15 (finally)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this reminds me: alyssa's and sarah's birthdays are next)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's to the lovely girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-whose mood swings drive the world insane (nai'll go "got meh" at this point and everyone will do their bitchy eye-rolling thing, haha :D)&lt;br /&gt;-who gives crazy, crazy birthday presents to other people&lt;br /&gt;-who looks like the masks from Trestle Theatre Company in the States&lt;br /&gt;-who laughs like this keesiao mad monk/rotten hyena (take your pick)&lt;br /&gt;-who wears a swimsuit in lieu of undergarments&lt;br /&gt;-who travels from amk to simei and back to amk just for her "someone special" (when she made it back to amk most of us were still asleep okay! thank you very much!)&lt;br /&gt;-who comes up with the most outrageous ideas for scripts (and still be able to pull it off and win!)&lt;br /&gt;-who comes for third lang at 6.15pm&lt;br /&gt;-whose handwriting looks like it's typewritten&lt;br /&gt;-who wastes hundreds of handphone messages just to make it interesting and make sure that we turn up for CCA&lt;br /&gt;-who cries really easily (and the tears really flow like water from a tap)&lt;br /&gt;-who is an really, really, really amazing friend who puts everyone before herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 15th Birthday, Diana Nai Min Zhen :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's amazing how thick-skinned and blatantly obvious some people can get. i wonder how much it takes to reach our boiling points. in fact, we should start waving the white flag now la. it's impossible to deal with keexiao, she'll never get it. when will she ever learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck wahlz, i sincerely hope you can tolerate your future sister-in-law! the good thing that comes out of the union- perhaps you'll get a room 5x the size of your current one! just try to demand for a balcony la! it makes everything so much better you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and good luck to wahlz for the concert tomorrow! i can't be there, but to the people who are going, do enjoy yourselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone should start watching "Everybody Loves Raymond". it's a great laugh. :D'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116540063521536721?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116540063521536721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116540063521536721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-love-manages-it-will-dear.html' title='what love manages, it will dear.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116455585924887785</id><published>2006-11-26T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T23:44:19.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>halleluia!</title><content type='html'>believe it or not, i am actually revising my jap for the upcoming JLPT! (your cue to applaud loudly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a personal achievement (and to some extent, a miracle) for me to study during the holidays. somemore it's jap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll tackle biology and math after JLPT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have it all worked out (in my head). probably some shopping in between. no matter how much homework we're given, there's no reason to deprive us from shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have i mentioned how absolutely adorable toddlers are? however, once you start thinking about what a brat they'll turn into, the 'sisterly' (cannot be maternal so it has to be sisterly) instinct just disappears into thin air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm taking a break from revision work (after 2 minutes). finally decided to do the blog survey thing from wangling's blog, since everyone has already done it and i couldn't find any reason not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. how old did you wish you were? 4 (so that i can wear tiaras and act like a princess everyday without people calling me keexiao.)&lt;br /&gt;2. where were you when 911 happened? at home landiaoing i think&lt;br /&gt;3 what do you do when vending machine steals your money? hit the sides and curse under my breath&lt;br /&gt;4 do you count yourself kind? HAHAHA how hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;5 if you had to get a tatoo, where would it be? princesses don't have tattoos, hoho. but if i had to get one, probably one in the shape of a tiara, on my ankle.&lt;br /&gt;6 if you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be? JAPANESE (please let me pass JLPT)&lt;br /&gt;7 do you know your neighbours? yup, the millers are nice people.&lt;br /&gt;8 what do you consider a vacation? when i don't feel homesick&lt;br /&gt;9 do you follow your horoscope? no. horoscopes are lame (cindy will probably yell at me if she reads this)&lt;br /&gt;10 would you move for the person you love? if we're talking in terms of moving from ang mo kio to a penthouse in orchard, can la.&lt;br /&gt;11 are you touchy feely? quite. hugs cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;12 do you believe that opposites attract? sometimes&lt;br /&gt;13 dream job? a frigging accountant! (joke) theatre actress on broadway, fashion designer (like coco chanel), food critic...(the list goes on)&lt;br /&gt;14 favorite channels? Star World, HBO, Disney&lt;br /&gt;15 favorite place to go on weekends? i usually landiao at home or at a library.&lt;br /&gt;16 showers or baths? No preference&lt;br /&gt;17 do you paint your nails? got got i like painting my toenails and even gave deborah a manicure (okay i just painted her nails) before.&lt;br /&gt;18 do you trust people easily? not really&lt;br /&gt;19 what are your phobias? Tocophobia, Gerascophobia, Catagelophobia, Cacophobia, neophobia, aviophobia and Anuptaphobia. (go check wikipedia for the definitions, i've long forgotten what they all mean because i koped these from one of my posts last year)&lt;br /&gt;20 do you want kids? no way in hell.&lt;br /&gt;21 do you keep a handwritten journal? nope&lt;br /&gt;22 where would you rather be right now? i don't know, eating a mcspicy at macs.&lt;br /&gt;23 who makes you feel warm and fuzzy? my dog, even though he's the most disobedient and ferocious creature ever. (think aly's fiasco with my dog)&lt;br /&gt;24 heavy or light sleeper? heavy.&lt;br /&gt;25 are you paranoid? HAHAHA (this question is darn hilarious. think 'the dolls'. haha private joke.)&lt;br /&gt;26 are you impatient? when i PMS&lt;br /&gt;27 who can you relate to? i don't know, i'm quite eccentric at times. maybe the 'wo3 yao4 zhi4 sha1' auntie? haha random.&lt;br /&gt;28 how do you feel about interracial couples? i don't know, i don't care, how should i do my hair? (ha ha ha)&lt;br /&gt;29 have you been burned by love? nope!&lt;br /&gt;30 what's your favorite pick-up line? i don't have favourites, but the most hilarious one i've read was from this website with all the pick up lines in the world and it goes something like this (i think):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy enters the bar and approaches girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy: the name is bond, james bond. what's yours, beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;girl: lost. get lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 what's your main ringtone on your mobile? some landiao ringtone from siemens. i don't know how to activate my bluetooth, my GPRS is virtually this landiao system and i am not allowed to download from other places.&lt;br /&gt;32 what were you doing at midnight last night? bloghopping&lt;br /&gt;33 what did the last text on your cellphone say? my phone is in my bedroom downstairs. but i think it had something to do with charis asking me the place for a buffet.&lt;br /&gt;34 whose bed did you sleep in last? mine.&lt;br /&gt;35 what color shirt are you wearing? beige polo&lt;br /&gt;36 most recent movie you watched? the prestige! :D with pongz, ris, nai and cindy.&lt;br /&gt;37 name three things you have on you at all times. (when i go out) uh wallet, phone and hairbrush.&lt;br /&gt;38 what color are your bedsheets? white and purple&lt;br /&gt;39 how much cash do you have on you right now? suddenly i think of jack the robber. landiao!&lt;br /&gt;40 what is your favorite part of the chicken? chicken thighs. wah man the macspicy (chicken thigh) is damn shiok.&lt;br /&gt;41 what's your favorite town/city? Singapore. (i am damn patriotic)&lt;br /&gt;42 i cant wait till...? JLPT. (okay that was a joke) when ebird comes back! :D&lt;br /&gt;43 what did you have for dinner last night? hmm yong tau foo (tom yam) at home.&lt;br /&gt;44 do you own a gun? i wish! i wonder which idiot spoilt the toy gun that makes noise when i pull the trigger.&lt;br /&gt;45 what do you prefer to drink in the morning? cocoa. or water. whatever la i don't take breakfast usually.&lt;br /&gt;46 where do you think you'll be in 10 years time? backpacking across europe i hope! (no la quite landiao.) sitting in a cubicle or an office (i wish) someplace bloghopping in secret (when i'm supposed to collate data)?&lt;br /&gt;47 last thing you ate? uh some fried eggplant thing with pork floss at a restaurant. haha :D&lt;br /&gt;48 what songs do you sing in the toilet? cannot remember.&lt;br /&gt;49 last thing that made you laugh? when i saw this tag on jiayu's blog from celine that illustrates the use of the word 'landiao' perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;50 worst injury you've ever had? ANT BITES. haha probably when my retinal tissue tore at the start of the year and my vision was blurred (landiaoed) for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;51 does someone have a crush on you? pongz! and nai! and the juniors! yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;52 what's your favorite candy? gobstoppers and jellybeans&lt;br /&gt;53 what song do you want played at your funeral? Maneater! haha no landiao. aiyar trumpets anyhow blow 'long long ago' also can la.&lt;br /&gt;54 four random people to do this? anyone who hasn't done it already. which is quite unlikely la. most already have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116455585924887785?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116455585924887785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116455585924887785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/11/halleluia.html' title='halleluia!'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116430033398955779</id><published>2006-11-24T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T01:59:57.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tan clan outing</title><content type='html'>today we had the long-awaited tan clan outing!&lt;br /&gt;attempted to shop for shuming's prom stuff at orchard, but we didn't get anything! :(&lt;br /&gt;well, apart from the black (why can't it be pink) photo album for LD and steph's ear sticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw some really gorgeous and classic musical boxes at paragon (miniature carousels, bumper car arenas, ferris wheels, roller coasters) and fell in love with them instantly. however, they cost 230812309233 gazillion dollars (the one i had set my eyes on was $238 to be exact), so :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to metro, looked at dresses and accessories. went to miss selfridge, looked at accesories. went to muji, looked for black photo albums and decided that they were way too overpriced. we walked to BCBG and looked at even more dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://slimages.macys.com/is/image/MCY/products/2/optimized/253612_fpx.tif"&gt;http://slimages.macys.com/is/image/MCY/products/2/optimized/253612_fpx.tif&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first impression, it certainly looked as if there were some sequin explosion. but the real deal is really, woah, breathtaking. (so is the price tag)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we walked to Pois. when shuming brought up the fact that the "warm people in the service industry" were glaring at us (a bunch of teenagers), alyssa went "don't care, we look somemore!" so we went further in. oh my. :D my eyes watered for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course we didnt get anything from paragon. not when our dads aren't around, haha. we aren't mr _____'s daughters, after all! how to put our purchases on 'the tab'? (private joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to wisma and ate. walked around at forever 21, sasa, daniel yam (repeated gowns since the stone age era), chomel :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we headed to far east. had a stitch from laughing and walking too much along the way. stopped at Mango and went in. we could still smell the fresh paint from the renovation it had recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at far east, we looked for shuming's shoes but they weren't in stock! just slacked around and went out to buy bubble tea (a hot day).&lt;br /&gt;-SMT made a boy cry (tsk)&lt;br /&gt;-Shuming picked him up and comforted him (:D)&lt;br /&gt;-We saw Xinlin and Rachel and their friends outside far east (:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to taka and tried to enter chanel but decided against it! afterall, it's not a very common sight for four teenagers to enter luxury boutiques huh. there were security guards outside, and we figured that we had just about enough money to tip them, so there's really no point. we crossed louis vuitton out of our list (of luxury boutiques to crash) as well (because there were guards milling around).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ultimate landiao thing happened in Onpedder. the store that sells jimmy choos, anya hindmarch, manolo blahniks, etc etc.. (think carrie bradshaw's heaven).&lt;br /&gt;-go to aly's blog for details, haha :D her post includes all the classic quotes (mostly made by smt) and details of all the crazy stuff we did today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i bombed my money on food. fried kway teow from food republic, bubble tea, old chang kee, yakitori, even more old chang kee. so much for a diet. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to kinokuniya and searched around for JLPT practice papers. the prices were absolutely keexiao la! we managed to find this grammar book that has all the notes we need to know for the o level examination in it. however, the cost came up to $48.60. X(&lt;br /&gt;we can all just landiao yknw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the highlight of the day was the incident that happened between SMRT and a modelling agency! the ultimate spirit of landiao!&lt;br /&gt;overall, it was a great day, even though we didnt succeed in acting like rich taitais (who are we kidding anyway)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the tan clan! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a random note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to all the people who tagged for me to get well soon! (jiayu, alyssa (even though you landiaoed) and sarahyip) my eye has stop its swelling (i've stopped looking less like a baboon as compared to yesterday). i'm just waiting for the red pigment (actually it's blood) in my eye to go away :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116430033398955779?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116430033398955779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116430033398955779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/11/tan-clan-outing.html' title='tan clan outing'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116418525815727438</id><published>2006-11-22T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T16:47:38.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eyesore.</title><content type='html'>i had actually planned to sneak out for a movie today. but when i woke up this morning, my right eye was so swollen it hurts to even blink. eyedrops don't work. ARGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116418525815727438?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116418525815727438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116418525815727438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/11/eyesore.html' title='eyesore.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116395407361320767</id><published>2006-11-20T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T00:35:08.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bring on the pesticide!</title><content type='html'>we are fully prepared to skip (think lou, lou, skip to the loo!) to the flagpole after comm meeting tomorrow to clear up the bag of ketchup we had left behind. (because someone landiaoed during night trail and refused to help us out.) we even came up with necessary measures in case the unwanted ants just refuse to scram from the ketchup and decide to attack us to make US scram. we wouldn't want such a thing to happen now, would we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am really, really, really going to miss activities like this when i leave my CCA in like what, 7-8 months. forgive me for sounding all emotional and weepy here, but the truth is that LD has been my entire life (okay, for three whole years of my life). my (okay, our) love for ld is like &lt;em&gt;shou so deep that is in our bones&lt;/em&gt;. quite keesiao to be thinking about this now, but reality has sunk in (at least for us). the only thing i would sacrifice my december holidays for is LD, and this is what i want to do. i want to go back to school for CCA every week, even for the most ridiculous reasons, be it to repaint all the props, to clear up the props room, to eat orange bowl with fellow ld mates, or i don't know, to plan the orientation camp in march?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish time would freeze. so that we can savour every moment of what's going on and what's left for us. really cheesy, but nonetheless true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, enough with the emotional shit. anyway, it was truth's class gathering yesterday (we celebrated moo's and rara's birthdays as well!) at the madeira. it was a long trip to bukit batok. the acids went to causeway point to lunch at crystal jade (eh damn landiao) and to shop for their presents (i was an hour late. so sorry!). saw this BEE-YOO-TI-FOOL floral tiara i wanted to get for moo but the rest said it was too impractical (how!). we headed to cindy's house to bake brownies and make sausage cocktails. thank goodness we don't take F&amp;amp;N, we'd probably burn down St Nicks with our horrendous cooking skills. it's a miracle that i even passed home ec (barely though) last year! anyway, the first batch that i (and the acids) baked were...well, hard. they turned out like chocolate biscuits but were still oishii nevertheless! the second batch sijing baked turned out all right. wahlau, can die just by watching how she slices the brownies! there were crumbs falling out everywhere. i couldn't take it any more and helped to slice the last four portions. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the turnout was quite okay, i suppose. we burnt the first batch of chicken wings, but i (the great) took over the cooking and the second and third batches came out just right. (i don't suck as much at BBQ-ing than at cooking in the kitchen.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;messed around with each other at the baby pool, some of us got drenched from head to toe. (all erica and cindy's fault la! we were taking a picture and they had to splash water at us.) then we waddled around at the pool with the playground, that was where most of us got wet, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erica and i went to the sauna to dry off which felt damn shiok. then mijie came in as well, and we took a picture in the sauna together! :D so random. sang birthday songs for rara and moo, then most of us had to go home. we took the mrt with semi-wet clothes okay! that wasn't very good, but heck it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during lunch today, my this maitre'd person recommended some lobster noodle thing to my dad. he didn't mention that it was BAKED noodles, so my dad ordered it. when the dish was served, i was laughing at something so i didnt notice the look and the smell of the food. i ate a forkful and spat the cheesy and milky noodle bits right out. wahlau, i had to drink a whole pot of tea to wash out the taste. darn gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i won't be blogging for awhile, unless something interesting happens. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116395407361320767?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116395407361320767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116395407361320767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/11/bring-on-pesticide.html' title='bring on the pesticide!'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116359469166936468</id><published>2006-11-15T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T22:38:27.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We all have 'Sexybacks," yeah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;/edit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've added Group 6's cheer here (koped from Mivio's blog, couldn't find my programme booklet with the cheer inside. :D and i've uploaded pictures!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all have sexy backs YEAH&lt;br /&gt;come here LD feast your eyes on us YEAH&lt;br /&gt;we've been blessed by the sexy curse YEAH&lt;br /&gt;here's the LD sapiens right on track YEAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LD babes&lt;br /&gt;LD sapiens gonna rock this place&lt;br /&gt;we are the hot new sensation craze&lt;br /&gt;and when we come you're gonna feel the wave&lt;br /&gt;take it to the chorus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(very anti climax here, but whatever haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doom chi do do do do doom chi do do do do doom chi do do do do doom chi&lt;br /&gt;we're LD sapiens yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(although nearing the end of the first day, we've decided to change our name to 'Sexybacks' because they click better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is going to be really cheesy, but LD CAMP really rocked it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;/end edit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am horribly worn out. i did sleep well last night la, except that cathleen and weiqing (i think?) woke me up at the ungodly hour of 2.30am because catheleen's eyes were swollen quite badly and that she needed to go home. but i didn't mind! haha, because it was actually quite fun to go to the library and look for teachers at that time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the camp was generally very well-organzied, though the fact that the speakers for the computer in the New AVA room 'landiao' when we were supposed to show the night trail video. and then we didnt manage to finish watching white chicks or she's the man, because the DVD player had 'landiao'-ed as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the facilitator for Group Six (SEXYBACKS! :D) which consisted of Mivio, Steph Wee, Shereen, Cathleen, Amelia, Jolly and Beibei. They were all really quiet at the start of the camp. We were supposed to think of a group cheer together but it ended up with Cathleen having to come up with a huge part of it. But OUR CHEER rocked (We all have 'Sexybacks.. Yeah!') and so did the group members. Everyone really co-operated with each other, were bonded and gelled, protected each other during the night trail (Mivio as the mother hen! haha :D). Cathleen was a great leader, and everyone were wonderful, fantastic leaders in their own rights. i am so proud of all seven of you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss LD was hilarious. The emcees had a really perverse attitude of viewing Wang Lung (the Good Earth) which had mr wong and miss fazi and miss jacob booming away with laughter? wahlau and what hot and wet! tsk, tsk. ooh and i managed to give Deborah a manicure! ah, so bimbotic. congratulations to stephanie wee for being Miss LD! :D 3 out of 6 (that's half!) of the contestants were from Group Six okay! cool or what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;water games were very well-planned (unlike last year ar, quite 'landiao'!). a bit i couldn't burst any water balloons! everyone could do it except for me. anyway, all of us were very impressed with the Sec 2 comm. OH and HAZEL HO WAN XIN did something REALLYYYYYYYYYY scandalous, VERY VERY provocative! :D shan't say what it is, it's rather...mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am thankful for PE Room Toilets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wangling and I almost died at our station for the night trail (Jack the Ripper, though it kinda became Jack the Robber instead). The flagpole is a stupid place, because the whole compound was basically infested with small black ants THAT BITE LA.&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to use tomato ketchup to wipe wahlz's face (as blood). so we went up the flagpole stand to prepare ourselves, dumped the ketchup bag at a corner, and took out the rest of our props. then we felt something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ehh don't know why my leg suddenly damn itchy and painful leh"&lt;br /&gt;"wahlau me too leh.. oh man damn itchy ahh"&lt;br /&gt;"WAH SHIT MY WHOLE LEG GOT ANTS! #$)*#@!##@@!#!"&lt;br /&gt;"jia lat me too ahhhhhh!"&lt;br /&gt;(wahlz ran down the stairs and started jumping about and slapping her leg to get rid of the ants. A BIT she just left all the props lying around for the ants to climb in la! so i stayed to gather all of them into one bag)&lt;br /&gt;"WAHLAU AHPS COME DOWN LA YOU IDIOT!"&lt;br /&gt;(i ran down, leaving the bag of ketchup behind. we started dancing around maniacally and scratching ourselves.)&lt;br /&gt;"Shit! the ketchup how! later surely got alot of ants one leh!"&lt;br /&gt;"oh damn! but i don't dare to go take leh!"&lt;br /&gt;"aiyar heck it la later ask mr wong take for us la!"&lt;br /&gt;so we continued dancing (like the 12 dancing princesses) till the groups came to get their clue. and guess what! the ants were all over our bodies la! our slippers were TOTALLY infested with ants so we shook them hard, but most of it had already climbed onto us. we slapped here, slapped there and everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;i was wearing this long cape (eliza's darth sidius's costume) and the 'scream mask'. obviously i perspired badlyyyyyy and profusely. itchiness+pain+sweat= not a very good/healthy mix.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-at one point i pushed wahlz to the ground and ants climbed all over her! so she got up immediately and we ended our act.&lt;br /&gt;-at another point the retractable knife didnt retract so i accidentally stabbed wahlz. it didnt pierce through la, but there was an imprint on her neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we dropped our act and did some impromptu thing. (jack the robber! i robbed wahlz instead) ABIT it wasnt even scary can! okay wahlz's occasional "erhurhur" laughter was, but the scream mask was damn landiao. it was supposed to glow in the dark and guess what!&lt;br /&gt;it didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on top of that, the STADIUM LIGHTS WERE SWITCHED ON LA! so anti-climax! it did get switched off in the middle of the trail so it was still quite dark and a little scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, so mr adrian wong came to check on the two of us and we started complaining about the ants. he gave a chuckle and claimed that it was nothing compared to his military camp, blah blah. (apparently they weren't supposed to scream when they find a whole nest of ants next to them) he went up to check on the bag of ketchup and went "oh my, it's infested with ants" and WALKED BACK DOWN! so much for some help. (may i just add on to say that the bag of ketchup is STILL at the flagpole. SORRY!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the juniors saw us dancing, jumping, hopping about. just to clarify, we were only getting rid of the ants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, deb and i persuaded mr wong to treat the entire comm to drinks! haha he bombed 10 bucks for us. :D that was rather kind of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've mentioned earlier that the DVD + computer speakers 'landiao'-ed. tried to watch three movies but they all ended so suddenly. so everyone went up to sleep while the sec threes discussed what to talk about the next day in the New AVA room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us really felt like killing the people who woke up at 7am to brush their teeth. breakfast was only served at 9am! keexiao wake up so early for what! so all of us rolled around in our sleeping bags till 7.50am, when we all got up together. ahh cocooons evolving into butterflies? haha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm everything was okay till the cleaning up session before we started with the CCA fair preparation. while walking with hazel to retrieve the ketchup bag (btw we just gave up trying to pick it up, because the amount of ants surrounding it was really just too horrifying. wth, they managed to build a whole mountain out of soil! and the ants were really just all over the bag. it wasn't infested, it was BURIED with them.), i realised that there was only ONE MPR KEY. okay that was pretty scary because aly and i were in charge of the keys. i was the one holding on to the entire bunch (really got alot!) and to have one missing was just...UGH. searched around the extension block, couldn't find it, started panicking. julia gathered all the sec threes outside the MPR to discuss what to do and soopong volunteered to check underneath the bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soopong to cindy (as a joke) "sekali i find the key in my own bag yknw"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO PRIZES FOR GUESSING THE CORRECT ANSWER AS TO WHAT HAPPENED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the key was in soopong's bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHLAU gave us heart palpitations la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did posters (DAMN BEAUTIFUL) until lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i brought the money to pay the auntie for all the meals. i didn't realise that i was short of 70 bucks. and pinfang said she had no more money left in the treasury. we had to borrow money from mr wong to pay for the food la. wahlau eh.&lt;br /&gt;had some money issues later in the New AVA room. sorry pinfang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the senior-junior talk. it felt really heartwarming to see all the juniors being so 'guai', bonded, supportive and everything. i feel a surge of confidence and lots of faith in them, that they will do us proud next year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah and everyone completed the feedback forms which got me very worked up. WAHLAU! majority of the people had put "2-3" out of a 5 or 6 FOR FOOD LA! eh act like this is shangri-la buffet is it! come on la it's the school, how to expect fine dining!!?!? keexiao is it! got food should be thankful already what! still complain somemore! ah how infuriating. the food was damn expensive okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a bit we wasted like what, 20+ packets of food out of the three meals because of some, really irresponsible and irritating people who purposely ponned LD camp without reasons. (the people who are out of country and who told us earlier that they were not coming were all right, but the rest? ARGH. when the comm and sec threes had already put in so much effort into fighting for the camp AND planning it, it's really disappointing to see so many absentees. quite 'landiao'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had an affirmation session with the group members, a debrief, a prize presentation (doesn't matter if we didn't win, we still have our 'sexybacks'! :D) and our last cheer session.&lt;br /&gt;the comm had a little evaluation later on and cleared the MPR. :D&lt;br /&gt;ah i love LD very, very much.&lt;br /&gt;yay for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the very delectable, sizzling hot (even hotter than hot stuff okay!) Group Six's Sexybacks!&lt;br /&gt;(steph, jolly, amelia, beibei, mivio, cathleen, ahps, shereen) &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v491/millionaress/IMG_0922.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, since our backs were so 'sexy', we would have taken a picture of them right? ah and here it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v491/millionaress/IMG_0923.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting the three most important organizers of the camp. these girls are true heroines. :D&lt;br /&gt;(ps; i love you dears- deborah, sarah, diana)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v491/millionaress/IMG_0924.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three cheers to the ld exco 2006-2007. these people make my days :)&lt;br /&gt;(from top left to bottom right:&lt;br /&gt;sec 3 comm- alyssa, xinyi, wangling, hazel, deborah, sarah, diana, julia pinfang&lt;br /&gt;sec 2 comm- jiemin, boennarti, jolly, jocelyn, shanna, sancia, eunice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v491/millionaress/IMG_0927.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello, sec three lovelies, thanks for everything you've done for me (and ld!) for the past three years. i'll have you all know that i love you very, very much, even though most of you girls aren't in the picture :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v491/millionaress/IMG_0919.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;/another edit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really, really touching to see the yellow badge ld girls who are willing to change after talking to them during ld camp. it's so cheesy, but this kind of feeling really spurs us on to aim for higher goals and everything because we know that ld will thrive even after we leave.&lt;br /&gt;to all the juniors who are reading this- the seniors are truly, truly proud of all of you. (who turned up for the camp!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116359469166936468?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116359469166936468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116359469166936468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/11/we-all-have-sexybacks-yeah.html' title='We all have &apos;Sexybacks,&quot; yeah!'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116326616025005556</id><published>2006-11-12T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:29:20.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tadaima!</title><content type='html'>yay for tea tiffin and poetry! we didn't screw up our performance, in fact we performed better than expected (heh i think la) and even chris mooney singh commended us on a job well done. :D that's a feat! then ms jeya started talking about her fantasy brazilian man (yet again) so i asked her if i were her fantasy student. she just laughed and smacked my shoulder (ow).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i intend to shut my dog indoors until i bring him to an obedience school. he is getting way out of hand. abit yesterday when aly tried to pat him, HE TRIED AND ACT FIERCE AND BIT HER HAND! omg thank goodness aly isn't worth millions (or billions? private joke!). or else i'll just landiao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss third lang pretty badly. ): after watching hayao miyazaki's howl's moving castle especially. some nostalgia i guess. AHH i hope i'm still in the carpark committee! (i try and act like this is a permanent MOELC exco.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116326616025005556?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116326616025005556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116326616025005556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/11/tadaima.html' title='tadaima!'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116306796646333737</id><published>2006-11-09T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T18:27:52.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ed, edd n eddy. :/</title><content type='html'>it was raining so i lent euginia tan you jia my umbrella (my bao3) and look at what she did to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v491/millionaress/EUGWITHTHEUMBRELLA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i managed to fix it back. HAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v491/millionaress/MEWITHTHEUMBRELLA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&lt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asia-Pacific Conference (presentation day) took place yesterday. i think all of us got really restless just after hearing 3 speeches. because the speeches had to be ten minutes long. and there were 28 speeches to be presented. the philippines went first, in the early hours of the morning (act like the conference happened at dawn!) so shermaine and i went up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after our speech, everyone asked why shermaine became so soft-spoken and gentle when she spoke. quite hilarious! :D but no one posed questions for our country so i guess we were the low-profile ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some groups were horribly proud and sarcastic. it seemed funny at first, but the words they used were really hurtful and insulting to other countries and that wasn't very friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all in all, we survived 280 minutes worth of speeches. and we formed a new trio called the triplets (waner, aly and i). complete with our very own triplets' joke/dance thing as well. ahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! after the conference racho, jane, jayzee, beijin and i went to the esprit outlet and northpoint so that jane could buy her pants! the clothes there were last season's clothes, so they weren't as new BUT the things there were practically 70-90% cheaper. definitely a shopping-worth place. after that racho, jane and i went to eri's house to finish our FOC project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH THE FOC project DROVE US CRAZY last night AND this morning in school la! we honestly didn't know that the melody had to be original. i distinctly remembered her mentioning about the tune of the song could be taken from some pop songs or whatever. maybe i remembered it wrongly, but the only people who got A1s for that part of the project were the groups made up of the MEP girls! AHHHHHHH! the rest got quite low (i happened to take a peek at the marksheet). WTH la my group took so much trouble filming the music video and uploading it onto youtube.com last night. the background sound was terrible because no one could really hear what was being sung (except that one part of the song was from 'when it all falls apart' by the veronicas and another was from 'smile'- lily allen). ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL. i do realise that we cannot afford to fall asleep during amath anymore because mrs fung is going faster and faster like a bullet train. i stopped paying attention for like, three seconds and it took me ten minutes to catch up. that's not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had LD cip at Toa Payoh library today! the people there were warmer, friendlier and more amused than the people at AMK library (most of the kids cried when we brought out the masks) so eug and i ended up performing 'the selenger clap' and this impromptu bully vs nerd thing to the adults. when eug took out her feodora everyone honestly thought that we were busking for money (in a library!!?).&lt;br /&gt;cindy, eug and i met this very, VERY nice girl (who was two years older than us!) who was taking her os' tomorrow but still agreed to come to the playroom to support our performance! and she kept smiling brightly at us! a very kind gesture for someone whom we've just met for the first time. wanted to give her a hug because she was so darn sweet! ahh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;britney spears is finally getting a divorce. that's a good thing! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116306796646333737?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116306796646333737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116306796646333737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/11/ed-edd-n-eddy.html' title='ed, edd n eddy. :/'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116290817700160595</id><published>2006-11-07T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T22:02:57.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crankiness.</title><content type='html'>today was a very cranky day. felt very much like mutilating some people because of the asia-pacific conference. some countries were pretty darn exclusive and some made ridiculous demands (what levy for filipino maids! even ms praba thought the same when we asked her to explain).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's PMS-like mood was probably the effect of sleeping at 3.45am and waking up at 6.45am. UGGHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw the commerical for 1 litre of tears on ch 56! the programme guide on starhub didn't mention anything about it though. i guess it'll be scheduled for december la. anyway, the show will be in chinese (ARGH). ah well at least there are english subtitles. but the chinese translation will probably ruin the essence of the original show in japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is going to be one humiliating day. sherm and i will be going first with our presentation of the proposal. since we're the first, everyone will be paying full attention like hawks and therefore, will be ready to point out any mistake we make. and i am not prepared for the Q and A lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am going to &lt;em&gt;landiao&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116290817700160595?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116290817700160595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116290817700160595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/11/crankiness.html' title='crankiness.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116283719948880998</id><published>2006-11-07T02:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T02:19:59.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too scared to sleep</title><content type='html'>OMG i was researching for some stuff in wikipedia and i saw this gross and freaky and fear-inducing photograph so now i am afraid to back downstairs into my bedroom to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG i am uber-freaked out and it's 2.08 am in the morning and the mental picture cannot be erased and there's the asia-pacific conference in the morning and i have to wake up at 6.30am. TOO SCARED TO SLEEP AND I AM SLURRING AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG i hate wikipedia for putting up pictures of mutilated bodies of people who have died a century ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116283719948880998?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116283719948880998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116283719948880998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/11/too-scared-to-sleep_07.html' title='too scared to sleep'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116256713598333658</id><published>2006-11-03T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T23:18:56.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>red wine, red wine, red wine</title><content type='html'>went to orchard today, for the first time in 23907394 years.&lt;br /&gt;walked around topshop at wisma looking at clothes and accesories. but it felt weird to be shopping in our school uniforms huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we got to watch the prestige today. fell asleep for ten minutes at one point of the movie (can get a bit boring in the middle) but the front and back parts were interesting. the narration was great. ah the movie still freaked us out a little at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a very happy girl (for today only ah) because my ppr wasn't as screwed up as i'd expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i didn't hit the the 25-mark&lt;br /&gt;2) i hit the qualifying mark for JC without the bonus points&lt;br /&gt;3) with the bonus points i actually qualify for innova JC and tampines JC! (hooray three cheers! ah who am i kidding anyway.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah ld gave me a big scare today la. aly and i were supposed to order camp food today and i had all the camp food menu inside the ld notebook (which i am in charge of la so it was supposedly with me). i didn't remember taking anything major out of my tote this morning before i left for school so i freaked out. i thought i had left the notebook in the library where i was last using it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i reached home, i saw the purple book on my coffee table.&lt;br /&gt;since when do books have legs! imaginary organs that enable them to walk?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116256713598333658?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116256713598333658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116256713598333658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/11/red-wine-red-wine-red-wine.html' title='red wine, red wine, red wine'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116248759453820224</id><published>2006-11-03T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T01:13:14.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>matrices, oh my love.</title><content type='html'>it's 12.41am, i have five more math questions, yet i am still blogging away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well heck, it's the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was late for math again this morning. it wasn't my fault this time! someone had set the stupid alarm clock fifteen minutes slower so i went into the toilet, thinking that for the first time in this week i am going to be EARLY for extra lessons. but i was still fifteen minutes late. so technically i was early. i felt so guilty la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised that i forgot to blog about the social etiquette workshop yesterday (well, on wednesday anyway)! fun? no doubt. entertaining? of course, it's christian chua and nick tan. enriching? mmm... come to think about it, everyone must have probably forgotten how to ask "low-risk" questions during a dinner. hey, at least we learnt that we have to fold our napkins toward us and start using the cutlery from the outside first and work our ways in after each course. the food was not bad la, except that they served mushroom soup and i can't drink that.&lt;br /&gt;during the dinner (all the girls from truth sat together! except for goldilocks but that's another matter) christian chua asked some questions and our table answered three of them correctly. (: how nice!&lt;br /&gt;so eunice, did you like your birthday present? (winks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's ld session was spent at ang mo kio library wearing freaky looking masks and scaring the crap out of people. goodness, we made so many little kids cry. so much for putting up a great performance for them. my mom and sister came down to watch and smirked the whole time during the mrt skit (because i was in it). everything was okay...until the mrt skit! because the stage was damn small and we were so used to using a big space for rehearsals. so all the kids were staring up at us, probably thinking about why the freaky people on stage are just bumping into each other and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! eug and cindy and mivio and i were sitting at the back and noticed one orange ahpui that came into the library with the buay song face. he hung around at the magazine section so i dared euginia tan you jia to invite him (while acting with the mask!) to watch the performance. he glared at eug and squatted down, looking even more pissed off than ever! it was hilarious, the mask had a priceless expression. eug tried usher him in BUT he stalked off (in annoyance, perhaps?). nevertheless it was the funniest thing that happened today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some random thoughts-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) hmmm after looking through thousands of online catalogues, i've planned a shopping list of what to buy this holiday season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have two frigging dollars left in my wallet now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear, there's almost nothing left in the piggy bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a piggy bank yknw. all the money spent on food inside my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rake in the money, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i have travelled to my dad's newly-renovated workplace for the third time this week. there were BOXES AND BOXES OF cup noodles in the pantry that came in a variety of flavours. so i stole three home (chilli crab, tom yam and chicken).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to lose five frigging kilograms by the end of the holiday season (note the irony, the IRONY!). so that i can lose even more weight next year. to fit into the imaginary graduation gown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 1am in the morning. i'd better get back to circular measures. mrs fung might just kill me if i turn up late again tomorrow with my homework uncompleted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116248759453820224?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116248759453820224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116248759453820224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/11/matrices-oh-my-love.html' title='matrices, oh my love.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116240012562140789</id><published>2006-11-02T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T00:55:25.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i really really really really really really really really really can't wait for christmas</title><content type='html'>o level chinese exam stank badly. i think i went out of point for my essay. talked about the haze being a more important problem than worrying about money. then i tried to talk a little about harmful effects on earth. wrote a bit about the greenhouse effect, but then i realised that i didn't even know what greenhouse effect in chinese was! so that was out. aiyah the whole essay was stupid la. and the letter also! even the geshi was rubbish. hopefully i can scrape a B3. HOPEFULLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had ld on monday after the exam, and the mask group spent a lot of time bonding and talking to ian the funkster. went macs together as a group afterwards. ate, talked, took pictures, haha. :D ian is a really cool trainer la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah, alyssa and i went to geylang EAST to get comm shirts done for ld camp and ld shirts for next year's sec ones yesterday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;it was a long, long, long train ride, from ang mo kio to paya lebar. (how did pongz survive from amk to simei!)&lt;br /&gt;we were lost for ten minutes (because of me, haha!). took the wrong detour, but we walked all the way back to the station and asked for directions, so all's well ends well. the shirt company was in this industrial place that was rather ulu. we freaked out at the sound of thunder when we stepped into the factory. even the lift was scary! yeah, it looked like a set for a random horror movie, where the protagonist ventures off to a spooky, deserted place, that sort of plot? here's the ironic thing, it was halloween yesterday as well! so imagine the trauma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must add that our very dear sarah yip JUST refused to eat her fries in the bus, mrt, and mrt station. even after we told her that no one bothers to obey the rules. ahh too much of a guaikia! (i try and act like i'm damn pai!) hilarious, really. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i realised that i haven't really been to far east plaza before. other than just looking around at the first floor. this is really landiao, even sarah has been there before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's school tmrw, i can't believe there's still math homework to do. oh well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116240012562140789?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116240012562140789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116240012562140789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-really-really-really-really-really.html' title='i really really really really really really really really really can&apos;t wait for christmas'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116196303210979414</id><published>2006-10-27T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T23:30:32.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>augustus gloop is a big fat nincompoop.</title><content type='html'>good morning, starshine, the earth says hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how does one actually mug for chinese? i've spent hours trying to figure out where to start from. considered reading duzhe for a moment. after that i realised that i threw them all away because they were all stale from being in my locker for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was spent like this-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) lazing in bed till 12pm&lt;br /&gt;2) eating lunch&lt;br /&gt;3) watching charlie and the chocolate factory&lt;br /&gt;4) going to the bakery to get blackforest cake (made with martini leh!)&lt;br /&gt;5) reading the tv guide. found out that the notebook was playing on hbo.&lt;br /&gt;6) watching the notebook&lt;br /&gt;7) eating dinner&lt;br /&gt;8) using the computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a random note. my mother found the amath paper that was not so carefully stuffed in the copy of 8days she was reading. so she nagged. and nagged. and nagged. and nagged the whole day about my atrocious results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall go through my chinese papers now. the earth bids goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116196303210979414?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116196303210979414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116196303210979414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/10/augustus-gloop-is-big-fat-nincompoop.html' title='augustus gloop is a big fat nincompoop.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116170246788166187</id><published>2006-10-24T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T23:07:47.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your tongue's sweet air</title><content type='html'>why would a person want the world to know that she's a stalker? that's a stupid thing to do.  really, she should go get a life. it just goes on to show how desperate she really is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116170246788166187?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116170246788166187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116170246788166187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/10/your-tongues-sweet-air.html' title='your tongue&apos;s sweet air'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116135176142826973</id><published>2006-10-20T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:15:59.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stalkers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;/edit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okay la, i just want to say that stalkers are losers without a life of their own, so there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116135176142826973?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116135176142826973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116135176142826973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/10/stalkers.html' title='stalkers.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116118020086446139</id><published>2006-10-18T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T22:03:20.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tottemo daisuki, doraemon.</title><content type='html'>talentime was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;our performance was darn landiao, yet horribly hilarious. all the singers had a brainfreeze onstage the same time and forgot all our lyrics. the music from the control room couldn't be heard on stage so we didn't follow the cues, despite yunjie's frantic waves to signal us to slow down (or speed up?). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. but we had so much fun, so the embarrassment didn't matter. at least we all had a good laugh, and so did the audience. :D&lt;br /&gt;3truth is really the ultimate. (even though we always get into trouble with teachers) &lt;br /&gt;this is what i come to school for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a more depressed note, exam results came out relatively horrendous. i won't be retained, but under these circumstances, applying for DSA next year would be virtually impossible.&lt;br /&gt;of course tear ducts were triggered (from the guilt of not living up to mrs fung's expectations, i guess.), but there really was no reason to cry over spilt milk. results are pretty much self-explanatory. they served as HUGEEE wake-up calls (like a thousand slaps on the face for every paper you get back).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided that i needed a break today and went out with the acids (minus shermaine because she couldn't go). cabbed to j8, ate at dintaifung (so much for wen1wen2er2ya3, gao1gui4da4fang1 huh) and did 3094832 silly things. the xiaolongbaos were heavenly, thank you very much. shopped around for sherm's birthday present. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CHOSE TO GO FOR THIRD LANG WHEN EVERYONE ELSE DIDN'T.&lt;br /&gt;because of the guilt from ponning yesterday's remedial which sensei took the trouble to organize for nai, me and charis. because our jap results were "abunai".&lt;br /&gt;which meant we were in danger la. of failing, that is. or in some cases, already did.&lt;br /&gt;only alyssa was  "ii desuyo." &lt;br /&gt;however, our personal tutor was none other than miss endothermic herself! therefore we ponned the class la.&lt;br /&gt;ONLY ELEVEN PEOPLE SHOWED UP FOR CLASS TODAY LA! and the ahbeng was even late! quite pai, quite pai. &lt;br /&gt;i think sensei more or less already predicted the poor turnout today since the session was for JLPT 3 practice and only like, 4 people were taking the test. nevertheless, sensei seemed quite happy that i have improved from a zero to nine for the listening component (upon 13) so the lesson wasn't that bad. &lt;br /&gt;there was still alot of time left after listening, so she decided to give us a little treat by teaching us how to draw doraemon and sing the doraemon theme song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to know why the "dora" in doraemon is written in katakana and "emon" is written in hiragana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is simply because the creators forgot the katakana for "emon".&lt;br /&gt;so landiao right! haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116118020086446139?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116118020086446139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116118020086446139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/10/tottemo-daisuki-doraemon.html' title='tottemo daisuki, doraemon.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116041465609120310</id><published>2006-10-10T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T01:29:24.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fly me to the moon.</title><content type='html'>EXAMS ARE FINALLY OVER. HOORAY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygosh amath was a killer. okay la i didn't really mug that hard for it, that's my bad. BUT STILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waking up before 7 has been a perfunctory routine ever since afternoon lessons in school started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm praying for CCA meetings with relatively high productivity rates that are scheduled for the this week. the drama workshop is on friday, and we're not even half-done with the preparations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things that happened last week which are damn selengish and landiao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) on thursday night, i had a random dream (or nightmare).&lt;br /&gt;i was wearing the IJC uniform, sitting in this classroom filled with ahlians. their hair was, well, literally PAINTED with purple and gold streaks. i was one of them. my nails were even painted silver. when the teacher came into class, all of us pumped our fists into the air and went "(name of the jc) rocks!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except that it should be RAwKSZXz woRhZX in written form.&lt;br /&gt;also, i was holding this result slip which stated that i had failed my A levels and was unable to qualify for a university education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my goodness i freaked out so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i attended my cousin's wedding luncheon and tea ceremony last saturday. all my relatives and other cousins were present. after the ceremony, my grandmother looked as if she was about to burst with immense pride. she started predicting each grandkid's turn to get married. apparently, she thinks that i would be one of the last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you still got so many books haven't read and memorise yet how to find husband! must have patience la. for you confirm not so early one. you surely study and study and study until very old one la. wah everyone like more worried for you than for your sister leh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-stunned silence-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know whether to feel insulted and burst into tears or feel touched and burst with pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) during the wedding dinner on sunday night, i didn't realise i was gorging myself so much until i got back home and started feeling all bloated and horrible. &lt;br /&gt;all the food that went in came back out within a matter of three hours. &lt;br /&gt;i vomitted thrice in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday the 13th. gee. how fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;it's like celebrating my deathday instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116041465609120310?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116041465609120310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116041465609120310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/10/fly-me-to-moon.html' title='fly me to the moon.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-116013647291386861</id><published>2006-10-06T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T20:07:52.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>turning 15...soon.</title><content type='html'>YES JUST ONE MORE PAPER TO GO :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am still alive (:&lt;br /&gt;let's try to overlook the fact that i might jolly well fail every single one of them.&lt;br /&gt;especially social studies. there goes my A1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's still amath to conquer.&lt;br /&gt;that's not very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, i got my letter from the SIR place asking me to -finally- sign up (?) for my darn IC. and about time too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-116013647291386861?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116013647291386861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/116013647291386861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/10/turning-15soon.html' title='turning 15...soon.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-115954824211095919</id><published>2006-09-29T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T00:44:02.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 down, 8 more to go!</title><content type='html'>if i fail my part A paper for history elective i am going to drop an atomic bomb..well, somewhere in the world.&lt;br /&gt;let's just say my part A essay was about as skimpy as a string bikini.&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't even two pages long!&lt;br /&gt;(i know hitler was the easier paper, but the points for Hitler, Germany and WW2 that i had in my brain was so all over the place i gave up and did Russia instead, which was a darn big mistake because i had to ransack my brain for the answers for the first part.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to think i was cramming and cramming for China and it came out as a source-based question. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i quote aly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There was no emath paper today, just 18 sheets of paper with trails of words and geometry drawings and a whole lot of numbers printed on both sides. I think its called a "F Math" paper, where "F is For math" and you get your undeserved "F9"."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah i looked at the kinematics question i just went keexiao and died on the spot, like how an ant would look like after being crushed by an ahpui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the fam.lounge and crammed our brains with japanese, japanese and more japanese (minus the food) for 3 productive hours.&lt;br /&gt;actually only the last hour was productive. the first two hours we were just chasing each other around the angsana tree, running back and forth towards the hall and fam.lounge trying to catch glimpses of the kids central show, walking to the canteen in search for cheapo correction tapes and well, just being the silly and crazy people we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nick +aly +nai +charis +char +ahmoo&lt;br /&gt;a keexiao mix of people. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jap test went like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the sakubun, i wrote about Singapore (get patriotic)- namely how much homework the schools give us these days, how busy Shenton Way is, how popular the Orchard District is to everyone and why one must come to Singapore during their holidays (because Singaporeans are such kind + gentle + happy people)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the listening, i guesed the answers for like, 10 out of 15 questions because i couldn't catch the important words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the comprehension cloze, i didn't understand 90% of the passage. in the end i randomly filled in some stuff which looked quite skimpy and gramatically unsound but heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, i would say that today was a very landiao day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's to more mugging for chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;redox reactions hate me. i really don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(however, i must add that the exam prayer really keeps one's mind calm. i didn't even go hysterical when i realized my stupid mistake on the S to the power of 2 question! this is quite a feat. :D )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-115954824211095919?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115954824211095919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115954824211095919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/09/5-down-8-more-to-go.html' title='5 down, 8 more to go!'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-115902344100769896</id><published>2006-09-23T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T22:57:21.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bak kwa- this is for eug!</title><content type='html'>you know what? perfect ten has been playing "Breaking Free" from high school musical about a gazillion times today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-on the radio in ms khor's car&lt;br /&gt;-when i was reading history in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;-during the disney channel movie&lt;br /&gt;-NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-115902344100769896?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115902344100769896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115902344100769896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/09/bak-kwa-this-is-for-eug.html' title='bak kwa- this is for eug!'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-115859178725514232</id><published>2006-09-18T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T23:03:07.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>potassium aluminium sulphate!</title><content type='html'>oh my goodness!&lt;br /&gt;i mistook potassium aluminium sulphate as chromium sulphate in the crystal logbook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now we have to change some of the pictures. ho-hum. X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am the world's biggest doofus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bit i took four hours to study two chapters of history on saturday. this is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;okay i was partly watching the MTV VMA. california' should have won best rock video! hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's to more mugging for amath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-115859178725514232?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115859178725514232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115859178725514232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/09/potassium-aluminium-sulphate.html' title='potassium aluminium sulphate!'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-115719940389648784</id><published>2006-09-02T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T20:16:43.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>animal rights' advocate</title><content type='html'>so i was sitting front of the computer on a saturday night, nursing a horredous flu, eating my koka chicken flavoured noodles, doing my jlc notes (while blogging at the same time!) and all of a sudden i chanced upon a picture of kate moss and her very envy-inducing body frame. i pondered to myself whether to throw up everything i had just eaten or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no la i'm not going to do that. i'm not so stupid. however, i've decided to avoid red meat because consuming red meat is the main cause of why we gain weight so easily.&lt;br /&gt;and mainly because i felt guilty about the fact that i played volleyball with eunice using the pig's heart on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so goodbye, pork, venison, mutton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some thoughts that had been harbouring on my mind since wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is it ethically correct to perform dissection on an animal that had been once alive?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's quite gross to be cutting up something that squeaked before or whatever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;are we encouraging the massacre (okay, not massacre, but mass-rearing and hunting) of pigs or whatever animal that has to do with dissection?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. somehow dissection just doesn't click with me the right way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;bye and happy holidays, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;till we meet again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-115719940389648784?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115719940389648784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115719940389648784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/09/animal-rights-advocate.html' title='animal rights&apos; advocate'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-115712470459913309</id><published>2006-09-01T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T23:31:44.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sec fours' ELDDS farewell</title><content type='html'>these few weeks had been an emotional roller coaster ride for me. not that i actually burst into tears (except for yesterday, during farwell, but that's another story). but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was our CCA farewell to the sec fours.&lt;br /&gt;the whole event happened so fast. i really don't know how to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-JELLY WAS GREATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT, FANTABULOUSSSSSS AND OISHII DESUNE!&lt;br /&gt;(kudos to pinfang, alyssa and deborah :D)&lt;br /&gt;-decorations were great. the juniors slogged hard and the whole drama studio became a sleeker, classier place in a matter of three hours.&lt;br /&gt;-finished up the production crew gifts, like, ten minutes before the seniors arrived.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;miss sonia kwek yiqing&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;was late&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;as usual&lt;/strong&gt;. as her escort, i was forced (okay la i chose) to wait for her for forty minutes while julia and the exco tried to stall time by letting everyone finish the food. she arrived just as jean and geri were announcing the comm '07 results. she apologized like mad. haha! :D&lt;br /&gt;-shuming tried to enter before the farewell started! everyone chased her away. /:&lt;br /&gt;-sec one skit was good. haha it was better than ours, in fact. great job! :)&lt;br /&gt;-video was damn touching! oh my goodness we shedded so many tears. and then after that the whole world tried to pretend that they didn't cry. (ps, this is quite random but i must add that aly has a very strong persona. she didn't falter and break down!) JULIA DID A WONDERFUL JOB.&lt;br /&gt;-A BIT jean tried to act like a princess again. by wearing her tiara and waved like royalty when she did her catwalk! haha :) in the end the production crew gave up and gave her a bookmark with the words "PRINCESS JEAN" printed and a wedding gown stamp! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i must add that this random person asking for 'lemeul' just called and i told him he got the wrong number. really random.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the selenger rendition (eug and me) of "THAT THING YOU DO!" hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;-the comm item by wangling and co. was damn well-rehearsed! haha very good. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember anything out of place that happened during the period when we presented gifts here and there! the production crew gifts turned out beautiful. (: yay to last-minute shopping, planning, and gifts-preparing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;senior-junior talk was really impactful. somehow it did pressurize us a little.&lt;br /&gt;it's going to be a tough year ahead for us, but we're all in this together and so we are going to make it. :D&lt;br /&gt;"shine like you've never shone before."- the motto the ld lives by and keeps us standing tall together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seniors, thank you for everything you've done and sacrificed for us. thank you for being there for us throughout these years. 2006 hasn't been an easy year, but it has been a productive and fruitful year for everyone in ld. (not that 2006 is over, but still.) we love you, we love you, we love you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;production crew seniors,&lt;br /&gt;we leave to you the memories of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the furniture mall, the concourse, arab street, aliwal street, the no.1 costume shop, the neoprint palace in bugis junction, raffles city food court, ang mo kio central, ban mian and bak chok mee, pasar malams, popular bookstore, earrings, really darn shiny black thrones, outside the mpr (at the corridor), the cybercafe, sewing velcro, using the stupid glue gun, the sewing machine, taking measurements, cutting of cloth, fixing the wooden frames, the production crew rose, arranging the thousands of dollars worth of make-up, the props room, turpentine, paintbrushes, black, gold, silver, white paints, the really random argument with the "wo3 yao4 zi4 sha1" auntie and the mental picture of mr edmund yong trying to calm her down and of course, your darling, lovable, magnificent production crew juniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;xinyi, alyssa, pinfang, cindy, marianne, mag, stephanie marion tan, sarah chay, xiaoyu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-115712470459913309?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115712470459913309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115712470459913309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/09/sec-fours-eldds-farewell.html' title='sec fours&apos; ELDDS farewell'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-115648113021626000</id><published>2006-08-25T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T12:45:30.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>home :D</title><content type='html'>the leadership camp was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my group had a lot of sportsgirls. it was hard to keep up with them during the expedition. everyone was just so hyper while walking 10.2 km BACK AND FORTH, and there i was, lagging at the back. i felt like rolling on the grass and was all prepared to die there.&lt;br /&gt;i ran out of water.&lt;br /&gt;also, audrey was attacked by a monkey (okay la the monkey just snatched the banana skin away).&lt;br /&gt;we witnessed the mating process of two other monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, i've had fun with yuxuan, amanda, estee, krystal, jenna, florence, michelle, diana, audrey, samantha, adeline, huimin and nikki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valuable experience i would like to share with my juniors who are going to be at the camp next year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) bring at least 3 bottles of 1.5-litre of bottled water while trekking from bukit timah nature reserve to the tree top walk at macritchie reservoir.&lt;br /&gt;2) spray insect repellant all over your bag once you leave it in the dorm. (ants crawled ALL OVER all of our clothes.)&lt;br /&gt;3) bring PONCHOS! no ponchos, no bonus points.&lt;br /&gt;4) be brave, and do not be afraid to sit on ants. "commando ants are friendly!" - our instructor (or was it the big black ants or whatever?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5) THERE IS NO ME, THERE IS ONLY WE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am physically worn out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-115648113021626000?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115648113021626000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115648113021626000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/08/home-d.html' title='home :D'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-115626482089626111</id><published>2006-08-23T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T00:40:20.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our dear goldilocks</title><content type='html'>SLC is in 7 hours.&lt;br /&gt;i've finished packing and woah, my bag is huge.&lt;br /&gt;this morning, adeline went, "eh the luggage i'm using is the schoolbag."&lt;br /&gt;and her OP schoolbag is smaller than the day pack i'm using.&lt;br /&gt;guiders sure do know how to pack well.&lt;br /&gt;omg i really really really don't want to trek from bukit timah to upper thomson! is it necessary for performing arts CCA leaders to trek outdoors?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, many nasty surprises which included a very unwelcomed piece of circular, as well as a very horrendous piece of bad news during math lesson.&lt;br /&gt;why are we so damn slow in math? there's only our dearest, most darling goldilocks to blame.&lt;br /&gt;WALAU. we're done being nice okay! she's annoying the hell out of the other 35 people in class and nice teachers like mrs fung, ms elaine lim and ms lee ruoning?&lt;br /&gt;why do her questions have to be so darn silly and stupid and completely ridiculous?&lt;br /&gt;"why does 1756 rounds up to 1760 if we want it to be 3.s.f? why not 176?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;i'm all geared up to mug hard for the exams. MUG, MUG, MUG.&lt;br /&gt;omg i hope my L1R5 this term does not exceed 20. (pray tell)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-115626482089626111?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115626482089626111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115626482089626111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/08/our-dear-goldilocks.html' title='our dear goldilocks'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-115582900289305051</id><published>2006-08-17T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T00:12:47.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>math assignment.</title><content type='html'>the math assignment is rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;do we even care if we can use trigonometry to check if the piano is in tune or whatever?&lt;br /&gt;not like we're going to be tuners when we grow up right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't they just leave these sinusoidal graphs stuff to the EC triple science people?&lt;br /&gt;the maths department try and act like we're from NUS High.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a budding scientist or mathematician or a trigonometrist or a piano tuner, for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's late, and i want to sleep. goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah- don't worry about the stuff we talked about in the library today okay? everyone loves you like a gerbil. you'll leave a great legacy behind after graduation next year. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a sidenote, i'm going to be off from wednesday to friday for the SL camp. trekking from bukit timah nature reserve, to the macritchie treetop walk, and back again. i thought OBS was over long ago?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-115582900289305051?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115582900289305051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115582900289305051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/08/math-assignment.html' title='math assignment.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-115443655109290112</id><published>2006-08-01T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T20:49:11.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is SO not cool.</title><content type='html'>i've become smarter since last friday.&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep (yet again) while attempting to mug for the chem test yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, the difference this time is that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered to SET THE ALARM CLOCK to 3am before i started studying, just as a precaution.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so therefore, i managed to finish studying (okay la, i skipped the mole concept worksheets but eri said ms lee told her that most of it won't be tested so it's okay not to study for it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i really don't understand why i took 2 hours to memorise a few formulae. it's quite dumb, acutally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, the chem test was a killer (just as expected).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look forward to the math test, chinese test and biology spa tomorrow.... NOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-115443655109290112?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115443655109290112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115443655109290112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-is-so-not-cool.html' title='this is SO not cool.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-115409706941926123</id><published>2006-07-28T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T22:31:09.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>important life lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've never been so suay in my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. not even the time when i swallowed a gazillion ants could compare to today's history test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night at about 11 plus, after i've finished the ipw ppt and script, i grabbed my history notes and climbed into bed, all prepared to mug for the test. i then stupidly decided to "rest my eyes" for about 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i attempt to "rest my eyes", i'll just go into slumber. i seriously had no idea why i came up with such a dumb idea, because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FELL ASLEEP AND FORGOT TO WAKE UP TO STUDY FOR THE TEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 6.40am. upon realising i've forgotten to study for the test, i became panicky and started to get on everyone's nerves, especially my mother's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she refused to ferry me to school today. i studied a little on 3.1 while making my way to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people told me that walking and studying at the same time is not the wisest idea in the world. why? because i almost got knocked down by this random car while jaywalking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that wasn't the worst. i actually thought that the test would only be on 3.1, because for the e.hist girls who took the test on monday, tuesda,y wednesday and thursday, the essay question was on 3.1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thus, with the last crucial fifteen minutes ms jeya has kindly given to us, i've decided to NOT study for 3.2 and concentrate solely on 3.1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but alas, the social studies teacher decided to change the question! upon seeing the letters "K,M,T" slowly making its appearance on the blackboard, charis went cold, eri's face turned green and my already half-digested breakfast made its way up my oesophagus again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we all erupted into maniac giggles. seriously. we turned deranged.&lt;br /&gt;ms low "don't believe in the rumours! try your best and do the paper, girls!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really felt like running towards a wall and just knock myself out. or even better, just open my mouth and let the half-digested red bean fun bun make its way out of my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, from today, i've actually learnt an important life lesson that's beneficial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER, EVER close your eyes for a frigging moment when you're mugging for a test. because i succumbed to the temptation and i've got enough experience to write a book about it. it will be entitled "this is the truth- stupidity of ahpuis".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, how &lt;em&gt;suay&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-115409706941926123?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115409706941926123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115409706941926123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/07/important-life-lesson.html' title='important life lesson'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-115391862210126824</id><published>2006-07-26T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T20:57:02.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lit test = sheer horror</title><content type='html'>aly just mentioned that tomorrow's test might be about the symbolism of the wall in lena's story, the symbolism of the bible in rose's story or the symbolism of chess in waverly's story. zomg, today's test was about the symbolism of the piano in june's story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thus, everyone has been koping notes from each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-115391862210126824?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115391862210126824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115391862210126824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/07/lit-test-sheer-horror.html' title='lit test = sheer horror'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-115384875211737189</id><published>2006-07-26T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T01:32:32.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i breathe joy luck.</title><content type='html'>after my o levels, i'm going to use the december holidays to set up this website featuring all my joy luck club notes accumulated this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;events that occured during my 11-day hiatus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-comm interview (i screwed up, just as expected)&lt;br /&gt;-fire prevention (we came in second! then the cheapskate trophy came apart.)&lt;br /&gt;-RECAS current affairs quiz challenge (we lost to sji in the preliminaries, but we've got a complimentary water-bottle each! we're not complaining. :D)&lt;br /&gt;-jap ca4 (miraculously i passed. hooray!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more joy luck club. argh, the book that tops the list on everyone's must-read. if you're cooped up at home because of the increasingly irritating weather, this is the book for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to burn the joy luck club book after sec four.&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, i shall return to my word document (of joy luck club notes! ARGH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like we're breathing joy luck every moment of our lives and oxygen concurrently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-115384875211737189?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115384875211737189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115384875211737189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-breathe-joy-luck.html' title='i breathe joy luck.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-115280382516041511</id><published>2006-07-13T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T23:17:05.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>her royal highness the princess estee lauder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A BIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt; today in class, a random person &lt;em&gt;suaned&lt;/em&gt; me TWICE. first time because i couldn't answer her stupid question about an idiom which had no answer at all. okay la like aly said the second time wasn't intentional BUT STILL RIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt; a random person tried to show off in front of the exchange students from china by scolding us one second and acting jovial the next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt; someone picked on me because i wasn't paying attention to her lame stories which did NOT (i emphasize, DID NOT) have anything to do with the idiom she was going through. so were the other 33+4 students and still i don't see why i was so special. most importantly her question didn't make any sense!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt; someone told us a joke about this si3 pang4 zi (dead fatty) she heard in the bus. BUT, what she didn't know was that the joke was basically directed at her? it's a matter of yan2 wai4 zhi1 yi4. (some idiom about an indirect statement)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt; someone suaned some classmates from the PMB for not doing well because she insists that they could have, if not for the swimming carnival cheering thing. walau what is this. more like because she didn't teach well okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh joy. WHO needs one full hour to go through eight answers of a cloze passage except for someone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;on a side note, a random joke about marrying prince william led to a whole new royal family of 3 truth. everyone in truth is in the royal court (i'm the princess estee lauder!) and we're at war with... SOMEONE. no pun intended! (i try and act like this is a pun)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-115280382516041511?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115280382516041511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115280382516041511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/07/her-royal-highness-princess-estee.html' title='her royal highness the princess estee lauder'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-115263783506333300</id><published>2006-07-12T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T01:10:35.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fifa :D</title><content type='html'>so during the final match between italy and france, when the commentators went" oh my goodness what is zidane blah blah blah" during the headbutting incident, my dad and i went aghast and started yelling at the TV (at Materazzi), and all my mother can say was "wah wah, tie3 tou2." (metal head) A BIT my mum just got damn random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 1 plus in the morning and i haven't studied for two of the three tests i have tomorrow because i was practising for oral for two hours plus. ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-115263783506333300?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115263783506333300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115263783506333300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/07/fifa-d.html' title='fifa :D'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-115202801454522391</id><published>2006-07-04T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T23:54:52.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you more than i can say.</title><content type='html'>i don't like typing in jap, it's complicated. i don't know how suzanne and alyssa can do it. haha (:&lt;br /&gt;i have been in mourning for a day after brazil lost to france. all i did was sleep on sunday because i was not in the mood to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;i passed my maths test! but still, no comment, because it was a relatively simple one and according to mrs fung, "everyone ought to score &gt;20". right.&lt;br /&gt;i shall blog again when the time is right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-115202801454522391?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115202801454522391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115202801454522391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-love-you-more-than-i-can-say.html' title='i love you more than i can say.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-115176898794218000</id><published>2006-07-01T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T23:49:48.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>then again, maybe i won't.</title><content type='html'>everyone has been pretty kind to me on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these that happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i didn't have to retake napfa! turned out that ms susan lim forgot to enter my new timing into the system of records. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) amaths was relatively easy as compared to the first one. i could do all but one of the questions, but come to think of it, majority of my answers came out weird. i HOPE i can, at the very least, pass the test. if i don't, i think i'm probably going to kill myself. i almost went bonkers and broke down on thursday night/friday morning studying the same material 4923874047 times and praying for me to pass the test okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) WE GOT INTO THE FINALS FOR FIRE PREVENTION! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you, thank you, dear lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs sushilla's farewell took place on thursday. she was a huge part of ld, nobody wants her to leave. now, everything feels so different different with her retiring and mrs lee leaving for her maternity leave soon. plus, the seniors are going to be leaving in less than a month.  it's an overwhelming change.&lt;br /&gt;we had a debrief of FIAALBOV, and our group certainly had an interesting answer to the last question. miracles DO happen once in a while, when we believe. that was what happened to FIAALBOV. everyone was SO worried about not being able to do well, and ta-dah, we eventually did. (: a cheesy line, but nonetheless true.&lt;br /&gt;people who really inspired me to do well - seniors in the production crew.&lt;br /&gt;mabel's efficiency,  xinlin's hands behind the sewing machine, sonia's words of encouragement and shuming, for just being there for us all these while.&lt;br /&gt;we have really high standards to live up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charlotte can be really random and amusing. on thursday, she came down to collect her props and costumes. i was just standing there holding the dress (which was in a state of mess, by the way) and chatting with mabel, then somehow we looked at each other and she started laughing for some reason? haha. after that in the hall when i whispered to aly about being free on tuesday to help paint enamel on the platforms, she got really intrigued to what i was talking and forced me to tell her what i was saying? and after that she asked me a really random question? haha, the other side of charlotte!&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, i am going to miss her. it seems unlikely we'll get her as a director for syf the coming year, as much as i hope she will be, because we've got her for two years in a row already? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's fanghuo to look forward to, and e-learning week! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-115176898794218000?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115176898794218000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115176898794218000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/07/then-again-maybe-i-wont.html' title='then again, maybe i won&apos;t.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-115142052877907250</id><published>2006-06-27T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T23:02:08.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a 23-pointer, my worst nightmare.</title><content type='html'>i'm here, lamenting (once again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are teachers bent on humiliating me time and time again, especially when it's only been the second day since school reopened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anecdotes of what happened in school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) zhanglaoshi criticized my spoken chinese again, when she was going through everyone's oral marks. she was talking to eug at first but all of a sudden she went, "...bu xiang chenxinyi jiu xu yao fei le jing shuo yi ju hua yu." (summarized translation: ...unlike tanxinyi who cannot speak good chinese at all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) ms jeya was made me humiliate myself in front of the class again during the lit presentation. i shan't elaborate, but i stood in front of the class like an idiot for a full hour. after presenting each point, ms jeya would rant on and on to correct whatever i'd just said and all i can do was to nod and agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) sonia smsed me this evening and informed me with this piece of news that spoilt my entire night: ms susan lim said that make up 2.4km run is this thursday, 6.50am and 5-items 2.30pm in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;there's something really wrong here, because&lt;br /&gt;1) i passed my 5-items, and i passed my 2.4km rerun. ms lim TESTED ME HERSELF, and my ld pals + 1 guider RAN the last 400m with eri and i, my whole class came down and cheered for eri and i. we all HEARD ms lim say that i took 17 minutes and 46 seconds to complete the run, the which i passed.&lt;br /&gt;2) if ms lim insists that it was an invalid run, i'm going to plan this massacre to kill the whole world because he told me it was okay to run on that particular friday (the last day it was supposedly valid).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm not going to redo my napfa! under any circumstances! because i passed, FAIR AND SQUARE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;oh my goodness today was an infuriating day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that went well was fire prevention. i've chosen NOT to dread it but to look forward to friday. (apart from amaths of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've changed chem teachers, and i'm not happy with the new one. i miss ms khor! she's actually a really good teacher! and now... haiyo, let's just say that now, erica has to be the one explaining everything to me instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a brighter note, thanks to amaths on friday, that pathetic 5 marks i got for the test might not have to be keyed into the ppr after all!&lt;br /&gt;and tuesdays are great, because my class is dismissed at a very timely time of 1.15pm. not bad &lt;strong&gt;siazxz&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a random thought. why do i look like a monkey in most of the pictures from jubilee hall?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-115142052877907250?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115142052877907250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115142052877907250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/06/23-pointer-my-worst-nightmare.html' title='a 23-pointer, my worst nightmare.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-115106877891038618</id><published>2006-06-23T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T21:19:38.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my bittersweet memories</title><content type='html'>two more days, and school starts.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not looking forward to it, particularly because i havent' really been having much of a holiday for this entire month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not complaining though. this june (even though it was dedicated to CCA) was one of the best i've ever spent in all my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a chaotic, and at the same time, a blast. kudos to the cast and crew members, for making Fire, Ice and a Little Bit of Vice the most wonderful show it could ever be. the laughter and response from the audience made all time spent on sewing this and that, fixing this and that, writing this and that worth it. &lt;strong&gt;ALL OF IT&lt;/strong&gt;. though i didnt get to catch the FULL show (because of FOH duties), i could here all the responses from the audience (even though some were sarcastic. AHEM) overall, i felt that we did justice to the theme, and of course, the very-hard-to-do comedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crew- no words can describe the euphoria i felt yesterday for all of us, when the costumes, sets, props and script made their debuts to the public. even though only a small handful actually mentioned the sets, costumes, props, we are still proud of them nevertheless. however, i am not looking forward to painting enamel over the oil-based. it feels like all the three days we sacrificed during the holidays were a big, big, big waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;i love the crew, to the extreme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ensemble- the people who formed the foundation of the play, all of the actors did wonderful jobs. everyone were great, everyone did impressive, and everyone were MUCH MUCH better than usual! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;narnian scene- what can i say? never better! great job :) we're all so proud of the yellow badge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;main cast- the flavours of the whole play. the people who shone like stars on stage yesterday, the people who left their impacts on the audience, the people who made it a good comedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though the crew never had the chance to give our bows on stage and everything, we felt good. at the upper level, we (crew) went crazy during the curtain call; we clapped, screamed, cheered our lungs out.&lt;br /&gt;everything went well, except that in the second show there was a short circuit that caused the house lights to come on. thank goodness, it didn't disrupt the show. even though it was uncalled for, at least it was better than having the whole place blacking out, right? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bittersweet memories of 22/06/06- it was the grey badges' last production, as well as the red badges' first and last major production. much of our efforts put into place yesterday, and yet everything ended so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. there's fire prevention- the musical coming up, which i don't know whether to dread or look forward to. how untimely can it be.&lt;br /&gt;syf 2007 better be great! our last production then. it seems faraway, yet the reality is that it's only a matter of time till the preparation starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, it's back to my boring life as an ahpui.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-115106877891038618?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115106877891038618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115106877891038618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-bittersweet-memories.html' title='my bittersweet memories'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-115045848485566435</id><published>2006-06-16T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T19:48:05.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday's our night to shine.</title><content type='html'>we've (production crew) slogged our guts out.&lt;br /&gt;final curtain call for the sec fours on thursday night, and everything will be over.&lt;br /&gt;i'm roped in for the makeup team, so i probably can't do front-of-house anymore, unless we do it in shifts. because only eight people will need face paint, it should be quite all right.&lt;br /&gt;nerve-wrecking, but we can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i'm still extremely sad about the situation. it's disheartening, you see. it would be nice to receive some applause from the audience. but since charlotte has already arranged everyone in position it's not like i can do anything to change it. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and here's a little shoutout to the people who has been assuming that the production crew people are your maids. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's your own responsibility to keep your own costumes, dry-clean/wash/steam it and bring it home; we're not around to pick everything up after you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to leave all your costumes lying around and wait for us to pick it up after you is really not good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and frankly, it does show how little regard and respect you have for xinlin's team of people. they really took so much trouble to hem, sew, cut, and even make alterations.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so please do be careful with everything especially in the jubilee hall! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and also;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PLEASE TREAT THE FRAMES/CLOTH/HAND HELD PROPS/BIG PROPS/PLATFORMS/etc. WITH UTMOST CARE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember, everyone, production is in five and a half days! after that, Fire, Ice and a Little Bit of Vice will be over. cherish the time we have spent together (as a big cca) and put up the best show! we shan't disappoint the parents, teachers, seniors and friends who are coming to watch us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another shoutout to sonia, steph, mabel, pinfang, alyssa, shuming, sarah, marianne, xinlin, cindy, mag.&lt;br /&gt;it has been so long since we first sat down at the table to discuss what we were going to do for props and costumes and sets. everyone has really learnt so much from each other, and i'm sure we're one of the most bonded crews (of the larger groups) ever in ld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things like spilling black (oil-based!) paint on the corridor (BUT WE WIPED IT ALL UP WITH TURPENTINE SO DON'T BLAME US), sewing belts, designing face-paint designs, cutting frame cloth, sewing velcro, trips to the no.1 costume shop/furniture mall, angmokio central hunt for supplies and best of all, &lt;strong&gt;writing the script&lt;/strong&gt; are definitely reasons why i love my crew so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've spent most of my june holidays with these people, though we painted everything with the wrong type of paint and washed everything with concentrated turpentine that made steph's nose bleed and sarah's hand grow blisters. these people deserve A LOT OF credit for being part of a successful crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v491/millionaress/production_crew___the_director.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;i&gt;with all my love, the charismatic crew with charlotte&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v491/millionaress/scriptwritersstephaniesoniaandtanni.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;i&gt;my favourite people whom i spent reminiscent sessions in the writing workshop with.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-115045848485566435?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115045848485566435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/115045848485566435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/06/thursdays-our-night-to-shine.html' title='thursday&apos;s our night to shine.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-114958173380206645</id><published>2006-06-06T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T16:29:38.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>06/06/06</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;/edit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was surfing wikipedia's database of phobias, and something interesting caught my eye.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Triskaidekaphobia is a fear of the number &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="13 (number)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/13_%28number%29"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. It is usually considered to be a &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Superstition" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Superstition"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;superstition&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. A specific fear of &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Friday the 13th" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Friday_the_13th"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday the 13th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; is called paraskavedekatriaphobia or friggatriskaidekaphobia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wow. my birthday falls on friday the 13th later this year. does that mean that anyone who suffers from friggatrikaidekaphobia cannot talk to me or something? hah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on a sidenote, here's something scary i found as well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The composer &lt;a title="Arnold Schoenberg" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arnold_Schoenberg"&gt;Arnold Schoenberg&lt;/a&gt; suffered from triskaidekaphobia. It is said that the reason his late opera is called Moses and Aron, rather than Moses and Aaron (the correct spelling with two As) is because the latter spelling has thirteen letters in it. He was born (and, it turned out, died) on the thirteenth of the month, and thought of this as a portent. He once refused to rent a house because it had the number 13, and feared turning 76, because its digits add up to thirteen. In an interesting story, it is believed that he feared Friday, &lt;a title="July 13" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/July_13"&gt;July 13&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="1951" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1951"&gt;1951&lt;/a&gt;, as it was the first Friday the 13th of his 76th year. He reportedly stayed in bed that day preparing for what he thought as his death day. After begging her husband to wake up and "quit his nonsense," his skeptical wife was shocked when her husband simply uttered the word "harmony" and died. His time of death was 11:47 p.m., 13 minutes until midnight. Also, note that the digits of the time of his death add to 13 (1+1+4+7).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#$#$(#$!)*#@*#!)#$%^)&amp;()&amp;amp;(_%^)@!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;/end of edit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my goodness today's the 6th of june, 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;666, the number of the beast.&lt;br /&gt;rather scary. the omen is coming out today, it's rated M18 so we can't watch. i'm staying at home, trying to complete my homework. it's best to stay at home today, you'll never know what might happen on this date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The number 666 retains a peculiar significance in the culture and psychology of Western societies, where some perceive it as “the Devil’s number”, even in contexts usually remote from superstition. The fear of the number 666 is called hexakosioihexekontahexaphobia.&lt;br /&gt;coincidentally (and rather ironic) , it rained today after @#@*)$@%*@#$ days of extreme, extreme heat. scary thought." - wikipedia.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't even pronounce the word hexakosioihexekontahexaphobia!&lt;br /&gt;PETA has started this campaign thing today against KFC, because apparently they think that Colonel Sanders = Satanic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-choir girls are going to czech republic tonight&lt;br /&gt;i am so envious of the girls going to czech republic tonight.&lt;br /&gt;memories of perth floods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss western australia so much! especially commodore hotel and his majesty's theatre. and the weather. and the one-shot espresso. AHHHHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-114958173380206645?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114958173380206645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114958173380206645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/06/060606.html' title='06/06/06'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-114918381299641942</id><published>2006-05-30T23:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T01:43:33.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please refrain from turning into a twit</title><content type='html'>chinese mock orals today. i went first. it wasn't so bad because oss was very kind. she thought that i read a "tad bit too fast", which was true because i was so nervous, i kept reading wrong words using that speed. my conversation went "bu2 chuo4", but i accidentally let slip of a "but" when i was answering a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am very relieved. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after oral, charis, aly, eug, cindy and i cabbed down to science centre. @$(U#$*##$#$)RR)(@#)!( i can't believe how expensive cabs are these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MICROPIPETTE COVERS are the latest 'in' thing because of me and eug, thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we used up half the box because we kept contaminating them. after that, charis proceeded to chop up a piece of agar (which was mutant!) and it dropped into the buffer solution, so the poor volunteer (an uncanny resemblance to... erm, a random guy who appeared on tv that day) had to take it out using his bare hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't realised what a fun and educational place the science centre actually is. did you know the earth is fundamentally made up of water? (i just act like the whole world is lack of common sense)&lt;br /&gt;after fooling around with the buckets at the waterworks, we proceeded to work around and played with some stuff at the body system area, and alot of other places la. however, it was raining so we couldn't go to the treehouse.&lt;br /&gt;after break we went back to the lab and went to this very shiok shockwave website and played some dna games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CASE OF THE DOUBTING FATHER&lt;br /&gt;THE CASE OF THE TSAR'S RELATIVES - definitely our favourite&lt;br /&gt;THE CASE OF THE something KOALA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was quite bemused. after that they showed us some sad videos about the TAY-SACHS disease and how it attacked the poor babies and felt so horrible i couldn't bear to continue watching. however, i sat through the show and it turned out that poor Hayden died, few days shy of his third birthday. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya after that we took the mrt back, and something scary happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we met this ahpui &amp; his friend on the MRT, and they were a tad annoying. i think they were laughing at us, so we tried to laugh back at them. then eug says the friend got very pissed with us. and was like "ARE YOU HUNGRY" and he .. wagged his eyebrows." - ALYSSA'S BLOG (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rather gross, as it is. (gulps)&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to step into a MRT train ever again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY MOTHER IS VERY WORRIED THAT I MIGHT HAVE A COMPULSIVE EATING DISORDER. i did a bit of research, and this was what i got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;red- denotes things that i did&lt;br /&gt;black- denotes things that i did not do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eating more rapidly than normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating alone due to shame and embarrassment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Feelings of guilt due to overeating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Preoccupation with body weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depression or &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mood swings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Awareness that eating patterns are abnormal&lt;br /&gt;History of weight fluctuations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Withdrawal from activities because of embarrassment about weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;History of many different unsuccessful diets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Eating little in public, but maintaining a high body weight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A belief that life will be better, and they will be a better person if they are thin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Binge eating, or eating uncontrollably even when not physically hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WOW. maybe i do suffer from this disorder. omg quite frightening!&lt;br /&gt;when is my body going to start losing the excess flab that flails whenever i flap my arms or whatever? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;on a brighter note, let's all be advocates of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theanimalrescuesite.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;www.theanimalrescuesite.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a click a day makes a lot of difference. saving the lives of the little ones! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;remember to come for ld's production on the 22nd june!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;20 more days to go and counting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-114918381299641942?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114918381299641942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114918381299641942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/05/please-refrain-from-turning-into-twit.html' title='please refrain from turning into a twit'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-114900350140314942</id><published>2006-05-30T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T23:38:21.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your eyes are lode-stars</title><content type='html'>i can't wait for the day where we can finish painting all the blocks and platforms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i'm sick of washing my hands with diluted turpentine and fearing that it will corrode our hands secretly when we are sleeping. on the other hand, i like painting with shuming, aly plus pinfang and sarah who help occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i came home from school with slabs of black paint on my knees, my thighs, my pinafore, my arms, my elbows and my fingernails. in school, i flicked specks of black paint all over the corridor. feeling guilty, i decided to scrub the floor clean with turpentine. (as if the turpentine is a magic cleaner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh today was a very productive day for the production crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;olympiad was a BIG MISTAKE. today was disastrous. the paper came, i couldn't do any questions at all (okay just the first one, but still). i looked around and saw everyone doing the paper diligently ( jean even had her studious look on) and felt like crap. did random workings and got to some weird answers for some questions, but am pretty sure i'm going to fail the whole thing. uhh a big waste of 8 bucks and 4 hours today.&lt;br /&gt;someone, please help me to refrain myself from making stupid decisions from now on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-114900350140314942?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114900350140314942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114900350140314942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/05/your-eyes-are-lode-stars.html' title='your eyes are lode-stars'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-114889645821199048</id><published>2006-05-29T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T17:54:18.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're just too good to be true</title><content type='html'>i haven't planned on blogging so soon but today is a day to rejoice (mainly because speech is over) so howdy ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;important things that occured during the...two day- break since i last blogged:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) speech is over (i am brimming with nostalgia... NOT! however, i think i could've done a bit better, if i didn't keep glancing at my cue cards. NEVERTHELESS i'm satisfied.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO SARAH YIP :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) my long-lost best friend from primary six (who has remained uncontactable for the past year) has managed to find my blog. (: ( how she found it remains a huge mystery, still unveiled. haha :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) character traits presentation for "The Voice Behind the Wall" is pushed till later, so we have time to redo it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to holland village for the first time in my life yesterday night, for dinner. got so sick of the la mian (damn big bowl) crystal jade served i forgoed late-night snack (not that i have supper but whatever).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm researching for the crystal project now. fun (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-114889645821199048?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114889645821199048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114889645821199048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/05/youre-just-too-good-to-be-true.html' title='you&apos;re just too good to be true'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-114875178820598707</id><published>2006-05-28T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T01:43:08.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i live for food.</title><content type='html'>we had a little chat with sensei on friday, and she asked why didn't we hold the production in school. when we told her that there was OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOODNESS, the school has been collecting money to build an auditorium since 15 years ago and till this day, the auditorium dream remains unfulfilled.  %**&amp;(%^)!!#()@@#$%)$#$#%(@$@#)@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"there was sushi, mochi, seaweed chicken, pretzels, chocolate cake, caviar (!!), crepes, puffs, satay, beefballs, fruit punch, coffee, and a lot of other food!" - aly's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah lau, i can't believe i chose to go back to to my old house and watch the aircon contractors clean the aircons over the reception. come to think of it, it was the stupidest decision of the century. i should've stayed for the reception! good food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLASS GATHERING TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;penisula plaza + SHOPPING CENTRE :/ with cindy and eug first. granny's day out was extremely...interesting.&lt;br /&gt;so many people didn't turn up! :(&lt;br /&gt;poor kaile, she is still not recovering from her throat inflammation.&lt;br /&gt;eunice's parents are extremely, extremely strict. ):&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, we rode bikes and had fun dodging random people, swerving here and there and scaring waner out of her wits (don't hate me, wannie!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;3 threetruth. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-114875178820598707?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114875178820598707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114875178820598707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-live-for-food.html' title='i live for food.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-114857680068388720</id><published>2006-05-25T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T01:16:20.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the rhapsody</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLEASE BUY TICKETS FOR &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIRE, ICE AND A LITTLE BIT OF VICE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22nd JUNE 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RAFFLES JUBILEE HALL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3pm ($15)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8pm ($20)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FREE SEATING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[comedy]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please please please come down and support us. pretty pretty please with a cherry on top? (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not fond of getting the cold shoulder by my parents&lt;br /&gt;neither am i fond of falling behind.&lt;br /&gt;L1R5 this term = @##%&amp;@$*!#$(@~(&lt;a href="mailto:##$*&amp;amp;#$!@**!@$"&gt;##$*&amp;amp;#$!@**!@$&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhh i don't like grades that are @#$*%$#(#$(!@#&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish i had a private island somewhere in the bermuda for a retreat during the holidays. i've got to stop falling asleep on the sofa when studying! maybe i should put some itching powder on the seat to keep me awake or something. when i look at my old friends who are currently in Cedar, they never fail to make me feel like this piece of shit. anyway, i don't really see the point in contacting them to buy tickets for FIAALBOV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, because i had to pay for an extra night ticket, i am BROKE with a huge, extra large capital B.&lt;br /&gt;i'm grounded, i'm broke, i'm sad and i'm falling behind. NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, something really amusing happened on monday when we tried to get sensei to buy more tickets for FIAALBOV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from aly's blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diana: how many tickets do you want to buy?&lt;br /&gt;sensei: 1.&lt;br /&gt;ahpui: erm.. only? invite more people!&lt;br /&gt;sensei: HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;ahpui: like endo!&lt;br /&gt;aly: endo sensei!!(everyone laughs)&lt;br /&gt;ahpui: and yeo sensei.&lt;br /&gt;nick: KOH SENSEIIIII&lt;br /&gt;ahpui:HAHA! yaryar.&lt;br /&gt;charis: why dont you invite lue sensei!&lt;br /&gt;sensei: hai, watashi (that's me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAR HAR HAR HAR HAR! i think sensei was damn amused by us. (:&lt;br /&gt;and that's good! i didn't know the MOELC had 3 senseis that came from st nicks. and i was taught by all three! (: lue sensei is so kawaii desune!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah we had five periods of emaths today. a really traumatizing day, since we were already traumatized by the stupid amaths test (why can't the teachers think of a better date to give us a test) and today we were traumatized somemore. in the end, most of us slept during mrs fung's lessons, sometime or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRYSTALS. POTASSIUM ALUMINIUM SULFATE. i'm going to buy a piece of crystal and stare at it every single day so that i wouldn't get sick of it so soon. kudos to jasmine and charis and eug (and me) for coming up with a sneaky idea. however it won't work so haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEMISTRY TEST WAS A TAD SNEAKY. HUR, HUR.&lt;br /&gt;throughout the test i was wondering if i used the correct formulae for the correct questions because the whole world seems to be punching the calculators franctically as i rested my head on the table. then ms khor seemed to be looking in my direction so i pretended to punch some random numbers on my calculator to look like i was workng hard. after that i realised that some people around me were doing the same thing so i was being rather paranoid. actually the test wasn't that much of a killer. i still got tricked by one 2-mark question anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-114857680068388720?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114857680068388720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114857680068388720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/05/rhapsody.html' title='the rhapsody'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-114805056595091319</id><published>2006-05-17T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T22:56:05.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jogging too much is lethal</title><content type='html'>sarah here's your post! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my ld girls (+ one guider).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much thanks to soopong, diananai, cindyhoo, charislee and sarahyip (who came down and ran with us even though she was wearing her tie and blouse!) for cheering me on during retest today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charis lee took the trouble to run with me for the last three rounds because my speed was going down drastically. THREE WHOLE ROUNDS! and she even pulled me forward to increase my speed so that i could pass. (if i didn't have her help, i would've failed.) arrh charislee you're so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and naineh! she did the same thing to eri too! eri started walking at the very last round and naineh forced her and dragged her for the last 200+ metres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cindy hoo and soopong were catching up behind us, encouraging us all the while for the last round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah yip joined all the ld girls and ran part of the last round with us, even though she was in her tie and blouse. damn sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now &lt;strong&gt;she &lt;/strong&gt;has no excuse to fail me because everyone heard my timing! no more napfa for a year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-114805056595091319?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114805056595091319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114805056595091319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/05/jogging-too-much-is-lethal.html' title='jogging too much is lethal'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-114787977730964928</id><published>2006-05-17T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T23:48:39.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>operation act chummy version 1.don't know</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FIRE, ICE AND A LITTLE BIT OF VICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thursday, 22nd June 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Raffles Hotel, Jubilee Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Matinee @ $15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Night Show @ $20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;please come get your tickets ASAP from the nearest ld girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;or even better, just leave a message in my tagboard and i'll reply ASAP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't have spent my time doing the reflection! it's okay if you just write one freaking sentence because it's only worth one mark! you hand it in, you get the one mark and if you don't, you get a zero, as simple as that. i took the pain and trouble to translate the words i didn't know, using google translator and wrote so much but in the end? JUST ONE FREAK OF A MARK. a bit my group still went to file our brochures up and reflections and logsheet up so nicely! what a waste of resources!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah sensei might be coming for "fire, ice and a little bit of vice"! (: quite cool. she's asking her friends if they are free on the 22nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SENSEI STILL WENT ON TO PRAISE AHBENG'S PRESENTATION!&lt;br /&gt;executive producer? heck la!&lt;br /&gt;i mean, it's not surprising if she praises them being prepared or whatever. but our powerpoint was so much nicer! how many groups had a REAL commerical playing!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;endothermic is so annoying. because of her we got a B4. damn.&lt;br /&gt;she's biased and crushes kenickie, simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are under a lot of pressure.&lt;br /&gt;the fire prevention musical might take place anytime next week but no script, no directions or whatsoever is out yet.&lt;br /&gt;if the competition is on monday or what we can all just fall down and start crying now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dear lord, please grant us the strength to get through the competition.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's math lesson was spent practising for the upcoming mock SPA with erica.&lt;br /&gt;we just kept drawing cells. of random single-celled organism.&lt;br /&gt;minute and miniature brains!? haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joy luck club; why can't any of the women be less enigmatic or whatever and give us an easier time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-114787977730964928?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114787977730964928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114787977730964928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/05/operation-act-chummy-version-1dont.html' title='operation act chummy version 1.don&apos;t know'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-114685204559387198</id><published>2006-05-03T21:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T02:00:45.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that's all, folks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;learn all about the government and the ministers in Singapore at &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gov.sg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.gov.sg&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;remember, kiddos, to vote when you turn 21. voting is compulsory, voting is important, voting is fun, your vote is a secret. it's up to you to decide our leaders. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha remember to visit &lt;a href="http://www.elections.gov.sg"&gt;www.elections.gov.sg&lt;/a&gt; and learn all about a parliamentary election in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that was a bit of madness. next week in school i would be sitting all alone at the back of the classroom, in a corner because erica is going for OBS. i think i'm probably going to sleep in all my classes without her to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday nights (apart from tuition) feel like utopia.&lt;br /&gt;presentations after presentations, tests after tests, panic and anxiety attacks after panic and anxiety attacks, it all comes down to a hell of a week in school. my mom thinks i need "&lt;em&gt;cognitive-behavioural therapy&lt;/em&gt;" (pschotherapy, in other words). frankly, all i need is 3 more hours a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clementine is such a beautiful name. it reminds me of Florence Nightingale. very sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like blogging these days. too time consuming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all, folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(till then!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-114685204559387198?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114685204559387198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114685204559387198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/05/thats-all-folks.html' title='that&apos;s all, folks!'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-114666434029132599</id><published>2006-05-03T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T21:52:20.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ENDOTHERMIC SUCKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;OH MY GOODNESS I HATE HTT OH YES I REALLY DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of weird things happened today during jap project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;stupid la endo was the other teacher judging us.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;ME AND ALY WERE UNFORTUANTELY QUESTIONED BY HTT! DAMN IRRITATING. abit nick and eri were damn safe under sensei's qns cos she drilled us.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;abit sensei asked eri what other projects do we have in school and eri said english project about singapore. i think endo was a tad sceptical? as if other school projects got anything to do with the jap project?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;HTT asked me this really ununderstandable question that nick and the rest all cannot answer also. then she kept "simplifying it" for me by repeating it ten thousand times but still i couldn't understand. actually she was asking, which part of sentosa were we doing for our english project. there's something horribly wrong, because it wasn't even her business in the first place. secondly, does it matter if we're doing one part of sentosa or the whole of sentosa? and thirdly, we were telling a white lie!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;my whole Q&amp;A thing WENT HORRIBLE. REALLY HORRID, TERRIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;JAPANESE SENSEIS ARE BIASED TOWARDS GUYS. when we tried to prompt aly, ENDO scolded me, nick and eri. WHEN JIMMY OPENLY ASKED CHARLENE AND CHARLENE OPENLY TOLD JIMMY WHAT TO SAY FOR HIS FRIGGING QUESTION she let them do it?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;ENDO CRUSHES KENICKIE. he was the only one who got &gt;4 for the oral thing, amongst the eight of us.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;i stuttered ALOT&lt;br /&gt;&gt;sensei was very worried for our group's Q&amp;amp;A. maybe she got a minor heart attack after witnessing how i answered my questions (nod head, give quizzical look, shake head, moichido itekudasai, huh, ato, hai soudesu, and something really irrelevant)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; nick dropped the WHOLE BOX of merlion chocs right after the presentation. abit sensei was "zannen desune" and we gave bitter laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can see, i'm still feeling really sore. so are nick, aly and eri.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-114666434029132599?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114666434029132599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114666434029132599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/05/endothermic-sucks.html' title='ENDOTHERMIC SUCKS'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-114650795887810554</id><published>2006-05-02T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T02:25:58.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ah cheng mai lo ti.</title><content type='html'>howdy ha, my loyal subjects!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 2.21am, the morning of 2nd may 2006, there's school tomorrow and i'm awake sitting in front of my computer clicking away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm printing the JLC microteaching notes. three levels of black ink and 36x2 sheets of coloured paper are being wasted right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanxinyi is one very irritated and sleep-deprived girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rest my case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-114650795887810554?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114650795887810554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114650795887810554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/05/ah-cheng-mai-lo-ti.html' title='ah cheng mai lo ti.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-114615284342561961</id><published>2006-04-14T13:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T23:47:23.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fire, ice and a little bit of vice.</title><content type='html'>NYAHHH I HAVE GOOD AND BAD NEWS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the good news is that i passed two of the toughest tests of the last few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;the bad news is that i almost failed both of them- borderline case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am officially counting the days till i fully recover from ailments. 7days and still counting!&lt;br /&gt;i don't fancy using the lavatories in school. but i was forced to for the past two days. once during the rehearsal for sports carnival and another time during maths today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a week, i've&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-had bouts of giddiness a gazillion times&lt;br /&gt;-had jumpy stomachs a gazillion times&lt;br /&gt;-lost my appetite a gazillion times&lt;br /&gt;-coughed like shit a gazillion times&lt;br /&gt;-had diarrhoea because of wind a few times&lt;br /&gt;-vomited hydrochloric acid mix digested food in the stomach before breakfast thrice&lt;br /&gt;-fell asleep on the couch while attempting overdue math homework every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sports carnival is tomorrow. i hope i don't get diarrhoea in the middle of it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and the nine o'clock show on channel 8 is damn shiok. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-114615284342561961?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114615284342561961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114615284342561961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/04/fire-ice-and-little-bit-of-vice.html' title='fire, ice and a little bit of vice.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-114500156019520568</id><published>2006-04-14T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T15:59:20.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a sunny yellow, banana day</title><content type='html'>too many things to do, too little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see, i've broken down the things i need to do next week into the four columns thing mr wong taught us last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgent + important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english project,&lt;br /&gt;studying for jap,&lt;br /&gt;studying for history written assignment + test&lt;br /&gt;production script &gt; ending&lt;br /&gt;studying for emaths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training for napfa,&lt;br /&gt;reading JLC first three chapters&lt;br /&gt;studying for chem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting a new pencil case&lt;br /&gt;filing chem file&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-114500156019520568?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114500156019520568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114500156019520568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-sunny-yellow-banana-day.html' title='it&apos;s a sunny yellow, banana day'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-114363707313969128</id><published>2006-03-29T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T20:57:53.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a f, an i, a r, an e, put it all together you get FIRE!</title><content type='html'>fire prevention this year requires good singing and dancing skills.&lt;br /&gt;compose a song, choreograph a dance.&lt;br /&gt;very good, my niche.&lt;br /&gt;oh my goodness who am i trying to kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt like a big fat freaking glutton today after eating fried food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's third lang felt rather satisfactory.&lt;br /&gt;matome quiz was horrible. i forgot to study for it until this morning. then again most of my matome quizzes are all quite horrible. ONE BIG WHOLE GROUP OF US went to act chummy with sensei. information overload. she's from sngs, basketball, blue house, ... ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;oh tomorrow all of us are going to search the yearbooks like mad freaks.&lt;br /&gt;we do seem like we're stalking her, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCANDALOUS NEWS!&lt;br /&gt;issac ponned third lang before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's third lang - rather scandalicious and all of us were information-overloaded.&lt;br /&gt;i made up a new word! hooray (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-114363707313969128?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114363707313969128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114363707313969128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/03/f-i-r-e-put-it-all-together-you-get.html' title='a f, an i, a r, an e, put it all together you get FIRE!'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-114330333946608296</id><published>2006-03-23T19:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T01:10:39.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEwater, the water of the future.</title><content type='html'>i asked stephanie what she was working on and she told me that she was thinking of how to make the ending logical. suddenly the three of us realised that the ending is damn illogical, weird, awkward, random and right now we are confused about what to do next. the draft is due on thursday and we haven't done a lot yet. although the comic of the defaced emperor on the OHP screen idea would be damn hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have stomach flu again. more stomach upsets today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still have no idea on how to write the sakubun on how we want today's world to be better. alyssa suggested writing "NO SAKUBUNS would make our world a much easier and better place to live in". however, this would make issac-san very upset. it's an idea worth contemplation anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to ms jeya, alot of teachers are having problems with 3truth.&lt;br /&gt;truthians don't lie. at least, not as much as others?&lt;br /&gt;like ms lim said, we are falling further and further behind. perhaps making a humanities class an ec class too was quite a bad idea, since EC is more science-maths oriented rather than humans-lit oriented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my results are not dipping; it's plunging really horribly.&lt;br /&gt;i went for emaths tuition on friday and it was okay, except the fact that there were two &lt;em&gt;bengs &lt;/em&gt;who would talk really loudly, disrupting the class, recite a whole lot of vulgarities, and after that they would start smsing their girlfriends and pretend to need the loo damn badly and run out of the classroom just like that. -snaps fingers- i think my mother has already prepared the stuff needed to kill me when i get back my amaths test next week. after that my parents would start this random debate about why two mathematical geniuses &lt;em&gt;'in the olden days'&lt;/em&gt; can have a daughter who can fail everything when it comes to maths. i'll feel like this mathematically-challenged freak every time they go&lt;strong&gt; "xinyi &lt;em&gt;arrrrrr&lt;/em&gt; why is your maths &lt;em&gt;soooooooo&lt;/em&gt; lousy?".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, the best thing is to have both sides of my brain balanced. a little less drama, a bit more maths. that should be enough to make my parents contented for a little while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-114330333946608296?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114330333946608296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114330333946608296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/03/newater-water-of-future.html' title='NEwater, the water of the future.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-114311742241295427</id><published>2006-03-23T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T20:37:02.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new concept for bimbo desuka</title><content type='html'>during amaths test, i had this really &lt;em&gt;hollible &lt;/em&gt;stomachache when i was doing this random logarithm question. i didn't want to go to the toilet because there were alot of long questions i have yet to solve and i really didnt want to waste time. so i just sat there, fidgeted here and there, made a few constipated faces and managed to keep everything in. surprisingly, when the test ended, nothing happened. no stomachaches, no urges to go toilet or whatsoever. weird huh. scarly next time i get a stomach upset during all my tests in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i'm definitely failing this test because i can only do about 3 questions out of the entire paper. a bit mrs fung told us that quadratic graphs were taken out of the EC paper and today three questions about graphs appeared. obviously we were all very angry and shocked but all mrs fung said was "try your best girls, cannot do nevermind." what is this!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, we were told that our biology was not up to standards (meaning not one of the best classes in ranking), our higher chinese was really &lt;em&gt;hollible, tellible&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;very, very bad&lt;/em&gt; (meaning last or 2nd last in ranking). since the banding system of ec classes for emaths and amaths was different from the rest of the classes, we are in a lot of competition. the triple science classes are naturally experts at maths but we're a humans class, our maths is only average so we have to work extra hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ld today was rather productive, which cheered me up a lot. the script draft has to be out next thursday but we still haven't got much of the dialogue stuff done. ahhh i hope the script meets the standards set by the blue-badged scriptwriters. the idea of only the three of us + shamini writing an hour-long play in three weeks still seems quite unreal and impossible. somehow i think the detailed plot, though good, is still quite rocky even after so many weeks.&lt;br /&gt;ahh should i join production after the writing or the choral?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no homework today! finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no third lang at the moelc from april 10-14! e-learning week is going to be damn fun. sensei suggested that we change the concept from 'who wants to be a millionare' to something else. but of course the title will still be bimbo desuka haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nihongo no sakubun wa muzukashii desune. comprehension ga wakaranai desu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-114311742241295427?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114311742241295427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114311742241295427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-concept-for-bimbo-desuka.html' title='a new concept for bimbo desuka'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-114252153498549383</id><published>2006-03-10T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T23:05:35.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>giant black ants are good protein sources</title><content type='html'>there's something randomly wrong with my template.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on tuesday night, i accidentally swallowed black ants (again). this time, it was giant black ants, so of course i did freak out and hurriedly smsed sarah yip. however, sarah (i thought she sleeps late) took such a long time to reply and the next day she told me it was actually a good protein source so i replied that i was going to catch a few ants for her on on tuesday and then she called me a meanie. a tad random (: the poor girl has to go back to school practically everyday and then still has to complete the mountainous amount of homework (like eri). ): not much of a holiday for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i went out with laoda on wednesday to orchard. was promoted to ahpui (abit julia got demoted to pangxie). we went taka, then wisma, then taka again, then far east, then paragon and wisma again and consequently we went to my house to do the 'food from the heart' souvenirs. a bit she called chia sometime in the afternoon and when i said hello she thought i was soopong! we sounded quite alike apparently, haha (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-114252153498549383?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114252153498549383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114252153498549383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/03/giant-black-ants-are-good-protein.html' title='giant black ants are good protein sources'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-114209258835818762</id><published>2006-03-10T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T23:56:28.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>binbou desuka for the last time</title><content type='html'>don't think about it, just come to e-zone&lt;br /&gt;you like our tone, our cologne and the way we roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANCINGGGG IN THE MOOOONLIGGHHTTTTT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today in class after fiesta, we went "clubbing" with about half the class + the hci guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"clubbing", as in switching off all the lights, turning davin's cd player to full blast and closing all the windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"clubbing", as in randomly do a few gigs and just sway along with 'dancing in the moonlight'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the anti-climax point arrived whten the cleaner uncle chased us all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fiesta was all right, everything went well except that in the morning, there weren't enough ice boxes and i dragged charis and cindy to search for audrey's mom (in charge). after that we tied our matching side ponytails/french braids and fiesta started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;advertised, sang, advertised, went back to TTA to help, walked around, in the morning when the sun was still shining not-so-brightly. drank A LOT OF STUFF and did not eat a proper meal for 13 hours. i did my job during my shift, and then it was break, walked with deborah and old school friends for a while, found laoda and gang, decided to take the top dancer ride which was damn shiok because i've never seen laoda so freaked out in an afternoon before. after that it was our fiesta guide duty. i don't get why we need fiesta guides in the first place at 3pm. no one comes in after 3.30pm anyway so there really was no point in handing out the maps so in the end everyone took them to use as fans. watched sulaoshi getting dunked and mrfoo being very happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fiesta was extended to one more hour. jimmy proton and zhanglaoshi came down to chat with us. so odd! and a bit zhanglaoshi said "i'm scared of people who walk and jump and dance about at the same time" and then when nick and aly asked who, she said my name? after that she insisted that i need to lose a bit of weight because i have flabs and suggested doing the DDR for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the hwachong guys left today. it was a bit more sad than i expected, because they were really damn helpful and everything. when we force them to sing they sing, force them to dance they dance, force them to buy tickets they buy, force them to move the tables and chairs for us they move. their special maiahi dance and pose for '3truth' and the binbou desuka thing was damn hilarious. class is going to be quite boring again when school reopens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bit everyone went to j8 at cafe cartel for dinner to celebrate the sales from fiesta and this farewell dinner for the guys and sarahyip and i couldn't go because of family dinners. i accompanied sarah till 7+ and we talked and talked and talked alot about everything until i really had to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-my recount of fiesta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-114209258835818762?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114209258835818762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114209258835818762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/03/binbou-desuka-for-last-time.html' title='binbou desuka for the last time'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-114200358153173155</id><published>2006-03-10T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T23:24:29.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jimmy proton freaks me out</title><content type='html'>how about this,&lt;br /&gt;sarah, eri, eug, charis lee the sly fox, cindy hoo and everyone else gets into the big 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i get into a polytechnic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed the cut by just that little okay!&lt;br /&gt;i think i have one of the lowest L1R5 of the four EC classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cohort average for english is 55.4, chinese is 60.8, and lit is 50.8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH GOES ON TO SHOW THAT&lt;br /&gt;teachers are WAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY too strict in their marking.&lt;br /&gt;it won't kill to mark a bit more leniently right? the cohort average for lit is this close (touches thumb with index finger) to failing. what's the point of failing all of us anyway right. scarly end of year we do this badly and most of us will repeat a year. what is this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fiesta's tomorrow, lots and lots of last minute stuff happened today. including one big really unwelcomed surprise which sucked the energy out of everyone this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had another session with shamini at the writing workshop yesterday. i don't see why a computer lab should be called a writing workshop because it isn't even a place suitable for proper writing and it should just be called a comp lab in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sonia was very random yesterday. she kept imitating darth vader and stephanie and her had this little competition to see who can speak most like darth vader and of course since i don't watch star wars i was just sitting there and laughing at the whole thing. after that she typed random things like 'wwwwwwwwwweeeeeeeeeeee' and etc while we were supposed to be working on the plot. aiyar actually we spent most of the 'developing plot' time laughing at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah and when the session ended and we were supposed to shift all the desks back to four unity. it was already 6.20pm and all the classrooms were locked. sonia kept going OMG OMG OMG (because we took her desk) until i suggest stephanie climb into the classroom like how charis climbs into ours since she was so skinny and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything that happened went very random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i'm really proud of the stuff sonia, me, stephanie and shamini came up with. (oh yah and their names all start with an S. EStee Lauder, perhaps?) it's not based on the serious, thought-provoking issues that we usually touch on for productions. it's not a slapstick play, more of a witty play with a comedic timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la a bit the script is not even out yet and we have so much confusion to clear. but at least we have a concrete plot to work on, and we're going to discuss some matters with charlotte on monday so we are working at a really fast pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay it's damn late and i have to get up at 6am in the morning to french braid my hair.&lt;br /&gt;'there is always a first time to everything.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-114200358153173155?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114200358153173155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114200358153173155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/03/jimmy-proton-freaks-me-out_10.html' title='jimmy proton freaks me out'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-114182389670366649</id><published>2006-03-01T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T23:42:14.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eh yooooo what's up</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;/edit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my computer thinks it's actually fun to serve a bit of brutal torture to my side because i'm trying to do the plot outline of the script, putting my ideas into place and all of a sudden all the programs i am running start to hang one by one. my computer is slowly being eaten up by this random virus that keeps prompting sysmentac to come up every ten seconds.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now, if you were a tourist from Japan coming to Singapore (syonan-to) for the first time, what would you want to know about the things here?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i haven't got a clue to give my plot a proper ending.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello, it's been a hectic week for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bombed the chemistry test, because of carelessness and well, pure stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started on the scriptwriting, having fun brainstorming. quiet sessions, yes, but thoughtful and productive. albeit it's only two days we have a major plot already. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love jap classes. it's something really of a relaxation spot for us nowadays, if we just want to laugh and have fun. however, we still have project work. guess what? our sensei WAS FROM SNGS! (: so cool right! and she bought ten bucks worth of tickets only because her sister has the tickets so she can't buy too much but she still did buy, even though she might not be coming because of a wedding (maybe it's char's cousin's one!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i think my sensei this year rocks. sento nikolasu no old gaksei desune! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;japanese is fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite on the contrary, i think chinese is droning my energy more and more every day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-114182389670366649?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114182389670366649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114182389670366649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/03/eh-yooooo-whats-up.html' title='eh yooooo what&apos;s up'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-114147632317083057</id><published>2006-03-01T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T01:47:34.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i haven't posted in one month plus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;/edit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was surfing the net and suddenly thought of that history rasputin song ms low made us sing last week. pasted the lyrics of RA RA RASPUTIN from letssingit.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm researching stuff about star wars for the script, and decided to blog today, considering how stagnant and stinky it was for such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm kissing my lucky stars now, because amaths test has been postponed till after the march holidays. hopefully nicole khor will walk in on monday during lesson time and announce that chem test on tuesday has been cancelled because they couldn't come up with enough questions to ask about the periodic table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, today was the japanese association games day and the group of us attended. was rushing the cab driver and he gave me a 50 cent discount because the bus was going to leave without me if i didn't hurry and if i had to fish for coins i will miss it.&lt;br /&gt;i was placed in Group D, and the other sn girl with me was a senior in CO, xinhui. we were the youngest around but we made a few friends from hwachong, a polytechnic, rgs, ntu etc. everyone's jap was really damn impressive, which kind of freaked me out for awhile. often i had to ask lisa (hci) to explain what the gamemaster was saying. however, we had a lot of fun, and we won one of the games (the kotoba thing) and the prize was good. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to study for chem now because i didn't manage to score an A for the previous one like the rest of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RARARASPUTIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There lived a certain man in Russia long ago&lt;br /&gt;He was big and strong, in his eyes a flaming glow&lt;br /&gt;Most people looked at him with terror and with fear&lt;br /&gt;But to Moscow chicks he was such a lovely dear&lt;br /&gt;He could preach the bible like a preacher&lt;br /&gt;Full of ecstacy and fire&lt;br /&gt;But he also was the kind of teacher&lt;br /&gt;Women would desire&lt;br /&gt;(x2)&lt;br /&gt;Ra Ra Rasputin&lt;br /&gt;Lover of the Russian queen&lt;br /&gt;There was a cat that really was gone&lt;br /&gt;Ra Ra Rasputin&lt;br /&gt;Russia's greatest love machine&lt;br /&gt;It was a shame how he carried on&lt;br /&gt;He ruled the Russian land and never mind the czar&lt;br /&gt;But the kasachok he danced really wunderbar&lt;br /&gt;In all affairs of state he was the man to please&lt;br /&gt;But he was real great when he had a girl to squeeze&lt;br /&gt;For the queen he was no wheeler dealer&lt;br /&gt;Though she'd heard the things he'd done&lt;br /&gt;She believed he was a holy healer&lt;br /&gt;Who would heal her son&lt;br /&gt;Ra Ra Rasputin&lt;br /&gt;Lover of the Russian queen&lt;br /&gt;There was a cat that really was gone&lt;br /&gt;Ra Ra Rasputin&lt;br /&gt;Russia's greatest love machine&lt;br /&gt;It was a shame how he carried on&lt;br /&gt;(Spoken:)&lt;br /&gt;But when his drinking and lusting and his hunger&lt;br /&gt;for power became known to more and more people,&lt;br /&gt;the demands to do something about this outrageous&lt;br /&gt;man became louder and louder.&lt;br /&gt;"This man's just got to go!" declared his enemies&lt;br /&gt;But the ladies begged "Don't you try to do it, please"&lt;br /&gt;No doubt this Rasputin had lots of hidden charms&lt;br /&gt;Though he was a brute they just fell into his arms&lt;br /&gt;Then one night some men of higher standing&lt;br /&gt;Set a trap, they're not to blame&lt;br /&gt;"Come to visit us" they kept demanding&lt;br /&gt;And he really came&lt;br /&gt;Ra Ra Rasputin&lt;br /&gt;Lover of the Russian queen&lt;br /&gt;They put some poison into his wine&lt;br /&gt;Ra Ra Rasputin&lt;br /&gt;Russia's greatest love machine&lt;br /&gt;He drank it all and said, "I feel fine"&lt;br /&gt;Ra Ra Rasputin&lt;br /&gt;Lover of the Russian queen&lt;br /&gt;They didn't quit, they wanted his head&lt;br /&gt;Ra Ra Rasputin&lt;br /&gt;Russia's greatest love machine&lt;br /&gt;And so they shot him till he was dead&lt;br /&gt;(Spoken:) Oh, those Russians...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very weird hor?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-114147632317083057?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114147632317083057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/114147632317083057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-havent-posted-in-one-month-plus.html' title='i haven&apos;t posted in one month plus!'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-113908689653109967</id><published>2006-01-27T18:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T05:01:36.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SORRY SARAH!</title><content type='html'>talk about bad luck on friday. i got scolded three times in school (not by teachers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;sorry sarah! :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have three common tests next week. jap on monday, elective history and higher chinese on wednesday and one english graded assignment or timed-piece within the week. on a happier note there's only english homework to complete for the weekend so i guess it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so anyway it's almost 5 in the morning, i just finished watching three movies and went around town getting angbaos today. Luna Lovegood has been casted and she looks really adorable in this promotional picture :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mugglenet.com/viewer/?image_location=gof/lunalovegood_lynch.jpg"&gt;http://www.mugglenet.com/viewer/?image_location=gof/lunalovegood_lynch.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goodness her eyes are so round! kawaii desu ne?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-113908689653109967?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113908689653109967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113908689653109967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/01/sorry-sarah.html' title='SORRY SARAH!'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-113835961017321985</id><published>2006-01-27T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T19:00:10.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THREE TRUTH 06</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i enjoy 3 truth a lot. sometimes i get occasional bouts of the 'teacher-i-have-no-idea-what-you're-talking-about' syndrome during higher chinese lessons because our chinese teacher would often go from one subject to something about johnny kong or whoever and things would start to get really boring so i'd just rest my head for a while on my hand and i can't catch up already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and my teachers are strict, strict, strict with the exception of MISS GERALDINE HO and... yah. i got quite a number of good teachers this year, so i guess being in an EC class has its advantages. oh but anyway i must give a lot of credit to miss ho because it feels really good to be able to understand maths since...i don't know, primary six?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;my table mates rock; RACHO, JANE, ERI (: SWEETS GALORE! CANDY LAND! WAHLAUUUUU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;my new classmates are really amiable + amusing, especially shermaine, kaile, yiling, ameline, shuhying, and a few others. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;AH (: and of course with sarah the gerbil (:, eug the laoda, cindy the ah hoo, charis lee the sly fox two and alyssa the pro, school life can't get any better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh i loveeee Three Truth (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay i haven't blogged in about 6 weeks which is a personal record for me but whatever. school has started long long long ago and i've been sick for the third time already. although this time it's not the flu-type of sick. my retinal tissue (in the eye) tore and now i'm suffering from internal bleeding underneath the cornea. my vision is no longer affected already but now one of eye is bigger than the other because i cannot open the bleeding eye too big. the only good part about it is that if the wound is not healed by april or may i MAY get an excuse to be exempted from napfa. so right now it's NO MORNING JOG/PE for a few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ld yesterday was the highlight of the day, even though there were four free periods because ms jeya and ms khor didn't come. our skit of the tea party went downhill in the middle and diana managed to salvage it (: the improv skit was really good. we got to watch the unbound video! it felt quite weird, watching our own performance, but when it was nearing the end the cd went crazy so mrs lee had to stop it. after ld jean and i walked home together. i realised my retinal tissue tore somemore because i ate chilli by accident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;no more updates till something interesting happens! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-113835961017321985?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113835961017321985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113835961017321985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2006/01/three-truth-06.html' title='THREE TRUTH 06'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-113527709314727007</id><published>2005-12-19T03:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T02:44:53.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>adrien brody (:</title><content type='html'>i thought adrien brody was very charming. i loved the last scene when ann ran into jack's arms when king kong fell from the 100 over storey-tall Empire State Building. very romantic. i also particularly enjoyed the relationship between King Kong and Ann Darrow. classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a pity they didn't release the movie earlier; their relationship (kong and ann) would've been voted into AFI's top 100 passions of the century.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-113527709314727007?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113527709314727007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113527709314727007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2005/12/adrien-brody.html' title='adrien brody (:'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-113493452837810284</id><published>2005-12-19T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T03:35:28.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feminity is timeless</title><content type='html'>as soon as 2006 starts, i'm going to leave this blog empty and only my photo albums will be updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past few days were really hectic, with mother's constant nagging for us to get our chinese new year shopping done before january (it's very early, but time's tight, plus all the end-of-year sales and everything).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on thursday, ebird, eug and i went to orchard to get some shopping done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm NEVER going to step into a MANGO store again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the pushing, shouting, snatching at the EOY sale freaked us out and i regretted buying a top there because when i went into Zara i decided the tops there were 200 times nicer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i only need to get a few more pairs of bermudas / jeans and i'm DONE (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time, i'm just going to try out online shopping to save all the stupid hustle and bustle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling a bit whiny and bitter because christmas is in just a week and my parents still haven't picked my brother and my presents out. on the other hand, my incredibly-spoiled-plus-unamazingly-bratty-and-superficial-not-to-mention-materialistic-and-luosuo sister already got 5, all from toy's'rus. sometimes i think they're too lenient on the youngest one. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, when i was a small little girl, i never begged my parents for toys or whatever. i only owned one barbie doll (actually i think the reason why my mother didn't want to buy me more was because i cut off all of the barbie's hair but whatever) and all i had were hand-me-down masak from my brother when he was a kid. times are a-changing and suddenly my sister owns don't-know-how-many spanking new barbie dolls which she got just by whining like a stupid spoilt brat and crying pathetically in front of my parents. and guess where they all end up after two weeks? the storeroom at the attic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the contrast between kids nowadays and the kids a decade ago? very different. aiyerr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note, i did get my maths homework done (YAY). i'm half-done with english, and preparing for hcl later. it's amazing, since this is actually the first time i ever did touch my homework before christmas. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another project i've been planning for is a brand new makeover to our rooms! i haven't exactly gotten permission or the go-ahead signal yet though. i've already taken down all my posters and removed all the unneccessary stuff on my walls so my room actually looks quite neat now. i think i'm going to buy some silver photo frames to hang on my walls. any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going to update till boxing day, so (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-113493452837810284?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113493452837810284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113493452837810284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2005/12/feminity-is-timeless.html' title='feminity is timeless'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-113397812891105941</id><published>2005-12-08T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T01:55:28.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>with friends like these who needs enemies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i just viewed the fall/winter 2005 collection from BCBGirls from BCBG MAXAZRIA and i've decided to stop eating lunch outside for one month to save money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so late afternoon today, after i got home i finally got out the christmas tree from that stinking basement storeroom (that used to be the home of a snake) and i spent two hours setting up, decorating and fixing the stupid lights. i must say it was a job well done (surprisingly) and i'm proud of the tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i had a chat with eug again, during the advertisements of America's Next Top Model: Return to the Runway and decided i needed another name. i wanted Mary (it's really not as cliche as everyone thinks) and she said i'm suited more for Rose/Lucy. So in the end we compromised and i'm now Tanniator Tan Xin Yi. real nice huh. then we launched into a discussion about the Tab TV episode today (teenage sex), swallowing insects and the works of the X and Y Chromosomes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;about the swallowing insect incident;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i was watching shandi's introduction when this insect (a fly or a mosquito) dropped from 3 feet and landed on my spectacles (i was lying on the lounger). i opened my mouth in shock and the insect dropped into my mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;incidentally, something similar to this happened that i did not blog about, probably two months ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;one day, i came home from school and made myself a cup of instant cappucino. i drank half of it in about one and a half hour, only to realise i was going to be late for jap class. so i left the cup on the computer table and my mum drove me to the moelc. when i came back, instinctly i reached out for the cup and took a big gulp. it tasted a tad itchy when it came into contact with my tonsils so i looked into the cup of cold cappucino and guess what i saw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(climax)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;THERE WERE DROWNING ANTS. ANTS CLIMBING INTO THE CAPPUCINO, ANTS STUCK TO THE FRAGMENT LEFT ON THE SIDE OF THE CUP, ANTS EVERYWHERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so in summary, i swallowed a lot of ants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay lar enough about insects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;something serious now. when i was viewing the collection, my primary school best friend called me and asked me if i wanted to conference with another of my friend so that we could wish my other friend happy birthday (midnight already). they were all my ex-clique mates, but i felt rather uncomfortable with the idea. that brought back a memory of an incident that happened approximately three months ago. i don't want to mention it here, but it hurt me for quite a while and i still have not, really recovered from it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, so we conferenced and we sang happy birthday. after that i kept quiet and continue to browse the collection, and view some et's articles on the oscar 2006's magnets (memoirs of a geisha, brokeback mountain, good night and good luck, munich, walk the line, the upside of anger etc.) the conversation was rather forced and awkward. i must say i wasn't really paying attention to what they were saying, but friend A (the one who called me at first) started talking about a chalet retreat. THAT caught my attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;friend B (the one who is not the birthday girl) and friend C (birthday girl) started going on about the games they were going to play and blah (for some reason they sounded tired and forced). i then realised it was a birthday celebration for friend C and she booked a chalet for next tuesday-wednesday. THEN i realised i wasn't invited. big deal. i won't feel comfortable if i went anyway. and definitely the situation will be as awkward as this conversation, i thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but i felt very hurt and definitely offended and furious about the fact that they didn't seem to realise i was in the conference too&lt;/span&gt; and didn't care about me feeling left out or whatever. after talking about only a few people were going, they decided to invite me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;heck the chalet! i'm going for CIP and christmas groceries shopping with eug and going out on wednesday with my clique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and friend A tried persuading me. (i should mention that friends B and C kept very quiet, barely managed a weak laugh here and there)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;they obviously don't give a damn about how i felt throughout the conversation. i mean, everyone knows (even ex-school mates) that i'm definitely not an introvert who keeps everything to herself, is gentle doesn't talk at all. (i'm the opposite) yet they don't realise AT ALL that i was a mute like Charlie Chaplin in his silent movies (iknowhe'snotamutebutthisisjustanexpression), not saying anything at all while clicking away on the computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the only good thing about the entire conversation is that we (technically they) planned to go to cineleisure with the rest of the clique for a kbox session. the good part is not the outing (if given a choice i would NOT go) but i'll get a chance to run to orchard library to borrow HELLO magazines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-113397812891105941?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113397812891105941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113397812891105941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2005/12/with-friends-like-these-who-needs.html' title='with friends like these who needs enemies'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-113355004509867724</id><published>2005-12-03T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T03:00:45.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what if your daddy was santa claus?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two kids fall off ride at theme park, suffer serious injuries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.rd.yahoo.com/SIG=12fhg3t7s/M=384524.7573733.8462768.2013436/D=sg_news/S=38063942:LREC/Y=SG/EXP=1133631669/A=3153797/R=2/id=noscriptclick/?http://www.sbbvote.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Two girls fell while they were on an indoor roller-coaster ride at the Escape Theme Park at Pasir Ris on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;A 9-year-old girl and her 11-year-old sister had gone to the theme park with their mother when the accident happened at about 11.30am.&lt;br /&gt;Channel NewsAsia understands the girls were thrown off the ride about 3 metres above the ground.&lt;br /&gt;The two girls suffered serious back injuries and are in critical condition.&lt;br /&gt;They were sent to Changi General Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;The younger of the two was later sent to KK Women's and Children's Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;It is believed the cause of the accident could be due to a faulty safety bar.&lt;br /&gt;Police are investigating. - CNA/ir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(yahoo.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm very surprised by the standards of escape theme park. i used to think that because singapore is rather kiasu (no offense), the safety measures taken would be probably double, or perhaps even triple the international ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;escape's reputation is at stake! i really hope the two girls do survive this ordeal. i mean, they were obeying rules by clutching onto the safety bar and then the bar suddenly breaks down and flings them from the height of 3 metres. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;life can be freaking unfair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i managed to catch a sneak preview in the evening after a good nap on 30th november for chicken little and i have to say it was probably one of the worst animated movies i have ever watched. really, the plotline was quite lame, it got rather draggy at some parts. the good things about the movie was that the really stupid ma-ee-ya-hee song never came up and that chicken little himself was damn cute and my heart broke whenever he was teased and humiliated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm going to devote the whole of next week to completing my holiday homework. i feel like an underachiever and a complete fool right now (which is true) and i'm feeling rather horrid about it. i have done ABSOLUTELY NOTHING USEFUL for the holidays, except reading the joy luck club and borrowing some good novels from the library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm quite worried about secondary three life, cracking under pressure, not being able to cope with the enhanced curriculum (which i heard would be a rather demanding curriculum), o levels, and everything else. it's really shocking to see how time flies. time was rather non-existant to me, at some point of my life, in contrast to what we're experiencing now. i feel very old all of a sudden. it's been already TWO WHOLE YEARS into my sn life (and i'm loving every moment of it. well, almost every moment). only two more left, and we're off to jc. somehow kids seem to grow up faster nowadays huh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;just the other day, cindy and mag and the others found a few white strands in my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;on a happier note, i'm looking forward to being in the same class as some of my favourite people next year. for example, ebird, cindy and eug! (: and ld next year (i heard) is going to rock the stage. i really hope i'm in the production next year! (i heard it's going to be huge)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-113355004509867724?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113355004509867724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113355004509867724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-if-your-daddy-was-santa-claus.html' title='what if your daddy was santa claus?'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-113319575750797162</id><published>2005-11-29T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T01:35:43.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything's archie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i was feeling very very happy today, until i logged onto epebble.net and saw this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;To All Sec 2 girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Your class allocations will not be announced until after Christmas. We are still looking through all the appeals that have come in. Please be patient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Posted By Geraint Wong on Sunday, November 27, 2005 23:27 hrs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;AFTER CHRISTMAS? ... oh well, 26 more days. very disturbing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay so i had this really long and detailed post about us winning &lt;strong&gt;MOST OUTSTANDING OVERALL PRODUCTION&lt;/strong&gt; during the CNB camp/anti-drug abust campaign drama competition and blogger had to break down the same second i click 'publish post'. i didn't manage to save my post onto microsoft word so if you want a detailed analysis go to wangling's or magdalene's blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(the trophy is very nice. really, it looks like the star awards plague thing.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;all the trainers, obviously, were pretty unhappy with us winning the most important title. our trainer even rolled his eyes at us when we jumped up and cheered when roger announced our win. and since he hated us so much, he didn't look the least bit enthused and glared very hard at us. NONE of the trainers cheered for us, in contrast to the times when they cheered their lungs out for all the other schools when THEY won. (other awards such as best actor, best actress, best staging, best script etc..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;so anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;we had an ld meeting this morning for the cca fair item. it was a very unproductitive one, sad to say, because we were playing daidee/huoche/jidan/murderer with the seniors and amongst ourselves. so in the end aiwei decided to send us the scripts over email for us to memorise our lines at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i've started my christmas shopping today at tangs' and didn't manage to catch sight of anything worth "catching-sight-of", except for this really lovely FCUK top which my mother flat-out refused to buy for me simply because it looked like it was fit for someone in their late thirties instead of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i told my mother i was strapped for cash at the moment and this is how the conversation went:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;me: mummy can get increase in allowance or not? please leh, i going to be 15 soon already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;mother: no no no. i really don't get why you need so much money. go school eat noodles only $1. drinks only 50 cents. sometimes when i cook your lunch, you don't even have to buy food. go shopping with me i pay for everything. when you go out with your friends you can just use the money leftover from school right? it's quite alot yknw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;me: huh but it's christmas leh. got so many movies. how about i work for you? maybe i help you with daddy's accounts? or i do the laundry lar! or not i cook lunch and dinner for 5 dollars a day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;mother: (starts laughing hysterically) YOU??! cook LUNCH AND DINNER? walau later the whole family gets diarrhea then waste money go see doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;here's a very supportive mother i have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;so in summary,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i will NOT get an increment in my allowance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i will work for my father for two weeks during the december holidays, since he is short-handed lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i will hurry and finish my remaining ten hours of cip at ang mo kio library with eug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i will go out with my mother more often she she can pay for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i will start saving money. ("you spend money like the way you usually eat your dinner!" - daddy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-113319575750797162?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113319575750797162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113319575750797162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2005/11/everythings-archie.html' title='everything&apos;s archie.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-113294157156403882</id><published>2005-11-25T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T02:00:46.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't you wish your girlfriend was a freak like me</title><content type='html'>argh i tripped over a drain at magdalene's house today and dislocated a bone in my left foot and tore the quite a bit of skin on my biggest toe. and now i think my biggest toenail is going to fall out rather soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-113294157156403882?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113294157156403882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113294157156403882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2005/11/dont-you-wish-your-girlfriend-was.html' title='don&apos;t you wish your girlfriend was a freak like me'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-113282495899942368</id><published>2005-11-23T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T21:47:32.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gang fight ar gang fight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;/edited&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, mivio and i are probably staying up till 12mn to find out our classes, but i doubt the postings will be there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i feel quite bad for not spending time with my sister and mother for like, two weeks already. it's been ld, cnb camp, movie outing all the while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hello, my name is ah pui. i currently hold the lowest rank in the gang i am in now. (yes, even lower than xiao di)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;so today we had ld with natalie. it was a showcase of our items, and i think it went very very very very very well. yay to natalie! (: i hope she will be our coach or trainer next year for any of our productions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;shocking revelations discovered today, assigned roles to gang members, played around at our traditional orange bowl session, sang char's birthday song, practised more of the sweaty-back scene and choral for the CNB play on saturday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay now right, we have joanna, eug and soopong as our gang leaders, ebird as xiaodi, wangling as secretary ("she copies down every thing that we scold!" -eug), diana and cindy as our lao er and san. i forgot what were mag and mivio, but their positions are definitely higher than mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and we sang hollaback girl for don't know how many times today. oh my voice is quite hoarse now. we're going to change all the lyrics and make it into our theme song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh and the song "More than Words" by westlife seems to be mag's favourite song, because she sang it at least 5 times from yesterday till today. it's a nice song lar. from the IDEAS commercial. i mean, it used to be my favourite commercial! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;american music awards yesterday. mariah carey, surprisingly, only won one award when she was nominated for four. i expected her to win best album (pop/rock) as well, but she only won best soul/r&amp;amp;b singer. oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;reading xiaxue's blog makes me frigging mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com/2005/11/harrys-goblet-and-pot-of-fire.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://xiaxue.blogspot.com/2005/11/harrys-goblet-and-pot-of-fire.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;XIAXUE AS CHO CHANG? ARE YOU SERIOUS OR ARE YOU JOKING? WALAU I CAN SEE PIGS FLYING, PIGS FLYING IN THE SKY! SUDDENLY I SEE EVERYONE PUKING! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;*falls to the floor laughing like a hyena*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;no comment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;what made me guffaw madly is that one person actually posted this in her haloscan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;But cho is supposed to be pretty?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Anddd, cho's not that fat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;emma 11.21.05 - 5:47 pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;my favourite comment was this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;you as cho chang!!??PUH-LEESE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;sp 11.23.05 - 10:19 am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i had a stomachache, from all the laughing. good one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-113282495899942368?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113282495899942368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113282495899942368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2005/11/gang-fight-ar-gang-fight.html' title='gang fight ar gang fight!'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-113268091577967894</id><published>2005-11-17T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T01:35:15.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, golden-plated, diamond encrusted dior rattles!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;for yesterday and today, eug, ebird, julia, sally, diana, cindy, magdalene, joanna, mivio and i took part in a drama retreat from 8am-6pm at the starhub centre (between OG orchard and centrepoint) hosted by the central narcotics bureau. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;in other terms, it was a day camp about the anti-drug campaign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and i think we left the camp in a very sour mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;can say that we made a rather bad impression. to the trainers and the students from other schools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i didn't have a lot of fun as a participant and we have to rehearse for a play that's going to be showcase on saturday to the guest of honor and the famous faces from theatre in singapore so i really don't know what to say about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;however, we did learn some interesting stuff. for example, the prison life in singapore, the life story of an ex-drug addict, etc. not to mention the gross pictures we got the opportuinity to view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;we got to bond with joanna, mivio and magdalene, know them better, and plus we get a free goodie bag! so i guess it was worth it after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;everyone was late, except elizabeth, me and magdalene. me and ebird waited for the sec twos for 45 minutes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ebird arrived the latest because she woke up at 7.30am! aiyoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;recently, i somehow stumbled onto the Ku Klux Klan page in wikipedia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;it is this organisation that supports anti-catholicism, white supremacy, anti-semitism and nativism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i was rather traumatised by this picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Klan-in-gainesville.jpg"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Klan-in-gainesville.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm i still feel like eating the brownie from the food court where we had our camp breaks/lunches at. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-113268091577967894?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113268091577967894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113268091577967894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2005/11/oh-golden-plated-diamond-encrusted.html' title='oh, golden-plated, diamond encrusted dior rattles!'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-113233002282422577</id><published>2005-11-17T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T00:07:51.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the importance of being idle</title><content type='html'>this week had been nothing but fun. sleepover, ld workshop, my mother's birthday, cip, a trip to the hair salon, wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harry potter and the goblet of fire came out yesterday, watching it tomorrow with hillary, kaylyn and deborah. been to many forums and fanfiction.net and found that the most popular couple pairing were DRACO/HERMIONE for the books and movies, and EMMA/DANIEL for real-life.&lt;br /&gt;i think jk rowling should have a post-hogwarts series after all the seven books are done. purely based on the relationship between malfoy and granger. very cliche (guy and girl hate each other, guy slowly falls in love with girl, girl rejects him at first but succumbs to his charm, falls in love, guy proposes to girl, they get married in a beautiful chapel decorated with lilies and sunflowers), but i think it would be very sweet, except that it would be very impossible because hermione will probably end up with ron in the last book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more updates later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-113233002282422577?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113233002282422577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113233002282422577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2005/11/importance-of-being-idle.html' title='the importance of being idle'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-113187947796297627</id><published>2005-11-13T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T21:04:51.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merbau road</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;/edited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;on friday we had ld with natalie. natalie is officially my favourite trainer. the session was wonderful and we had fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;after that we stayed till 6 plus in school to chat (with eug, ebird, sally, cindy and diana) and i went to get my new pair of spectacles with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was saturday, which was the day of the storyteller showcase at DBS art house. ebird and cindy pierced a second hole on one of their ears at suntec city. we had trouble getting to merbau road and had to call mrs lee on the way in the taxi. wanted to go candy empire but there wasn't enough time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep at one part of the show and SOME PEOPLE (i won't say who, haha (: ) had the nerve to take out their phone and camera to take a picture. overall, i think the show was alright, but i think it suited the younger generation more than us. i think that some bits of it were rather boring. i enjoyed the pea princess by hans christian anderson and the japanese story, even though i only understood two jap words (very humiliating)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the show, eug, cindy, ebird and i walked to clarke quay mrt and saw this very nice christmas decoration at the bridge. clarke quay mrt is very creepy; there were so many frigging steps before the station itself. we felt as if we were going down the stairs that led to this weird ulu dungeon in a castle. i went home while the others went to j8 for dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v491/millionaress/051112_165417.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nice? i was taking the picture, haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#i saw some latest pictures of emma watson on the net and the necklines of the dresses she wore for the photoshoots were like WOAH. i quote 8-days, totally PG-13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#eug wanted me to sign up for breakdancing or tango with her. i persuaded her not to so now the two of us plus cindy may be learning french together sometime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHH the placement results came out and i'm in C1a! :D so are eug, sarah yip, alyssa, cindy hoo, charis and ebird and ERI!&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to orchard to celebrate tomorrow! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-113187947796297627?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113187947796297627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113187947796297627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2005/11/merbau-road.html' title='merbau road'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-113155609962415908</id><published>2005-11-10T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T01:08:19.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deja vu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;i hate amk library&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;(the entire staff there is VERY rude, except for two or three ladies. apparently malay is the main language there, and apparently they found it amusing bitching about me and all the other cip students in the lift with each other in malay because they think that i don't understand the language. they're sadly mistaken, because it's RATHER obvious.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm not going have anything to do with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;amk library&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; except to kope the &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;movie postcards&lt;/span&gt; from the cafe galilee after i collate all my cip hours after tomorrow. then i'm going to take shelter in another library. probably sembawang or woodlands. not even going there to borrow books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm very ecstatic about &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;elective history&lt;/span&gt;. russian revolution! (are we learning that?) adolf hitler! mao zedong (?)! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh and i'm on a diet. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;OFFICIAL DIET&lt;/span&gt; (: i'm all prepared to lose at least 5kg by the end of the holidays. (i'm still eating, so no worries!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;there's a drastic difference between this year's november holidays schedule and last year's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;#1 busier this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;#2 more ld this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;#3 more movies this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;#4 more money this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;#5 more exercising this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;#6 more cip this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hey, i'm having fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;movies to look out for the holidays:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#1 HARRY POTTER AND THE GOBLET OF FIRE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2 the family stone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;#3 the chronicles of narnia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;#4 king kong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#5 chicken little&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;#6 wallace and gromit: the curse of the were rabbit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#7 just like heaven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#8 memoirs of a geisha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;#9 prime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;#10 pride and prejudice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;#11 fog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;#12 cheaper by the dozen 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;plus &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HBO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; marathons, HOORAY (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-113155609962415908?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113155609962415908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113155609962415908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2005/11/deja-vu.html' title='deja vu!'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-113145809942210799</id><published>2005-11-08T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T21:54:59.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;last night i argued about subjects with michelle. very entertaining and amusing chat we had, i must say. we're total opposites. she likes maths and science, i like languages. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;so anyway i went back to school today. eug wanted to meet at 12.30pm. was a tad late because i was watching 'the sound of music'. early morning she called and i was half-asleep, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;looked around for mrs khong and mr wong to ask some stuff about our subject combinations. eug wanted to change her elective from geography to history. they weren't there, so i waited for her to finish her orange bowl and met suzanne, alyssa, diana, ebird in the canteen. went off to ld in the drama studio and we were all almost late, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ld rocked today (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;signed up for this Central Narcotics Bureau day camp for the 21st and 22nd of November with diana, cindy, soopong, llazigod and ebird. wangling was supposed to be inside but then the number exceeded so she volunteered to step out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;after ld we had orange bowl session again. before that we went staffroom and found mr wong. asked him about a lot of stuff regarding C1a and triple science. according to him all C1a girls are going to be in the same class next year (YAY! CINDY, ME, EUG, EBIRD, ALYSSA PLUS CHARIS!). then, cindy, me, eug and ebird stayed back and chatted for almost two hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay so it wasn't the most interesting day in the world, but still. oh man, placement results next week, rather excited still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;i'm not going to appeal to triple science. for some personal reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-113145809942210799?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113145809942210799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113145809942210799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2005/11/last-night-i-argued-about-subjects.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-113120578518270540</id><published>2005-11-05T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T23:49:45.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it takes two to tango</title><content type='html'>on friday, the school's secretary called some people and invited them to do either EC or triple science. according to yingqi, cordelia was invited to do EC but she rejected (why!?!?). aly was invited to do triple science but she rejected too (!?!). after a rather long heart-to-heart chat with bernadette and alyssa, i think physics is really not my thing. so i've decided to just try my luck. hopefully they'll call to save all the hussle, but i might reject it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden i thought about NYAA (bronze). i think i should probably start thinking of how to achieve it instead of worrying incessantly about triple science. and for the record, i honestly don't know what to do to get the award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took this from alyssa's blog and since she didn't do level one, i don't know what it is so i just skipped to level 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 2&lt;br /&gt;Your heritage: i'm 100% chinese (i think)&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: instant cappucino, heh.&lt;br /&gt;Your shoes you wore today: URS &amp; inc slippers&lt;br /&gt;Your fears: being eaten by a snake or tiger, death&lt;br /&gt;Your perfect pizza: i don't eat pizza&lt;br /&gt;Your perfect Ice Cream Sundae: MOCHI ice cream! but it's not really a sundae..&lt;br /&gt;Goal you'd like to achieve: NYAA (bronze) for next year&lt;br /&gt;Your biggest pet peeve: eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level three&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts first waking up: "what am i going to do today"&lt;br /&gt;Your best physical feature: nothing&lt;br /&gt;Your worst physical feature: my whole body&lt;br /&gt;Your bedtime: sometime, after 2am, when my eyes start drooping&lt;br /&gt;When do you usually wake up: holidays (12pm+++) normal school day (6.45am)&lt;br /&gt;Your most missed memory: perth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level four-this or that&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: coke&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger King: i've sworn off fast food for now, but i still prefer macs.&lt;br /&gt;Single or group dates: don't know&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike: heh, neither.&lt;br /&gt;Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: lipton&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or vanilla: chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino or coffee: CAPPUCINO (especially instant)&lt;br /&gt;Summer or Winter: WINTER&lt;br /&gt;Soggy Cereal or Crunchy cereal: don't usually eat cereal&lt;br /&gt;Cats or Dogs: dogs (:&lt;br /&gt;Tv or Movies: TV! i can live on FRIENDS and desperate housewives all day.&lt;br /&gt;Love or lust: LOVE :D&lt;br /&gt;outdoors or indoors: indoors!&lt;br /&gt;Day or night: night (:&lt;br /&gt;money or health: can't choose&lt;br /&gt;knowledge or beauty: can't choose (hahaha, 2G's original play)&lt;br /&gt;showers or baths: BATHS&lt;br /&gt;blondes, brunettes or redheads: generally i like redheads, but it's not the hair colour i would want to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level five-Do You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoke: no&lt;br /&gt;Cuss: no&lt;br /&gt;Sing: always (:&lt;br /&gt;Take showers: heh yes daily, but sometimes if i'm using the computer for the whole day i might forget when i go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Have a crush: yes (: tom felton!&lt;br /&gt;Think you've been in love: no&lt;br /&gt;Want to go college: YES&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married: YES&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Believe in Heaven and Hell: YES&lt;br /&gt;Believe in ghosts: YES&lt;br /&gt;Believe in aliens: YES&lt;br /&gt;Get motion sickness: YES&lt;br /&gt;Think you're attractive: NO WAY&lt;br /&gt;Think you're a health freak: NO&lt;br /&gt;Get along with your parents: MOST OF THE TIME&lt;br /&gt;Like thunderstorms: YES, I GET TO STAY INDOORS AND DRINK CAPPUCINO&lt;br /&gt;Play an instrument: used to, haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 6-IN the past 2 months have you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone to the mall: YES!&lt;br /&gt;Eaten an entire box of Oreos: no&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi: YES&lt;br /&gt;Been on stage: perth and dramafeste!&lt;br /&gt;Gone skating: no&lt;br /&gt;Made homemade cookies: tried to&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny dipping: no way&lt;br /&gt;Dyed your hair: i want to. ):&lt;br /&gt;Stolen anything: NO&lt;br /&gt;Cried: yes&lt;br /&gt;Hurt someone you love: no!&lt;br /&gt;Told a lie: YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level seven-Have you ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: huh?&lt;br /&gt;Been called a tease: huh?&lt;br /&gt;Got beaten up: eh no&lt;br /&gt;Started a rumor on purpose: NO&lt;br /&gt;Had your heart broken: no&lt;br /&gt;Kissed someone of the same sex: no&lt;br /&gt;Cheated on someone: no&lt;br /&gt;Lied on a resume: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level eight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age you hoped to be married: &lt;strong&gt;after 28 BY 33&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number and name of children: i'm not giving birth. probably adopting 2 kids?&lt;br /&gt;Dream wedding: ah, at the esplanade (:&lt;br /&gt;How do you want to die: in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to attend college: &lt;strong&gt;LONDON!&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;Dream job: lawyer&lt;br /&gt;Country you want to visit: england and hongkong and france and hollywood &amp; new york (USA) and thailand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided i don't want to attempt levels 9 and 10 because they're too cliche.&lt;br /&gt;my voice is extremely nasal these few days, because i'm still having a bad cold.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much is up these days. shall head for cip with my clique on monday, then to orchard for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-113120578518270540?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113120578518270540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113120578518270540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2005/11/it-takes-two-to-tango.html' title='it takes two to tango'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-113111547779111960</id><published>2005-11-04T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T22:44:37.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tacos, Enchiladas, Beans</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;From the Mississippi to the Amazon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;There's not much we don't agree upon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wish we could get together on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tacos, enchiladas and beans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-113111547779111960?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113111547779111960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113111547779111960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2005/11/tacos-enchiladas-beans.html' title='Tacos, Enchiladas, Beans'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-113094430667165546</id><published>2005-11-02T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T23:11:46.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some updates for today</title><content type='html'>updates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#i went to imdb.com and some people think that dakota fanning is overrated. no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#i don't understand why star world has to repeat season 8 of friends over and over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#i told eug i wanted to dye my hair pink and she laughed at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#i'm looking for the soundtrack for something's gotta give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#i'm still as sick as just now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#i miss ld terribly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#i miss school terribly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# i miss hanging out with my classmates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#i miss 2grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#christmas shopping tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#still working on the appeal letter for triple science&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#got two free movie passes to golden village&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#coupons for popcorn, nachos and coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing, can i still pierce my ears if i'm having a fever? because i have a slight throat infection and someone says that if i pierce my ears tomorrow when i'm still having it and my fever i might get some ulu brain infection + poisoning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-113094430667165546?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113094430667165546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113094430667165546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2005/11/some-updates-for-today.html' title='some updates for today'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-113092277271882665</id><published>2005-11-02T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T17:12:52.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all i want for christmas are an ipod and triple science combination</title><content type='html'>YES YES YES ONE IPOD MINI (HOPEFULLY HOGWARTS VERSION) FOR CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;(rather outdated, yes, but still, hahaha :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently my parents think it's funny to consider one amaths and emaths tutor for me as a christmas present. so i'm might have tuition for the first time in 3493489 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and my daddy has finally agreed to let me appeal to triple science. he didn't want me to at first because he wanted me to take third language, but after a convincing comparison of my japanese marks and my english literature marks plus science marks he finally gave in. (: so now i'm praying for a place for B2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have a really low immunity level. i had this rather blocked nose yesterday night and this morning when i woke up i felt half-dead. i had a runny nose, with new mucus every five minutes that needed to be blown out. slight fever, and a bad cough. the fact that i have this horribly swollen nose that hurts a lot and this huge pimple that lies on the tip of my ear, just under my specs (which feels like a broken bone) doesn't help, really. so i went to amk library, sneezing and coughing badly while doing my CIP with Eug. ran to the toilet to blow my nose a lot of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we left the library after only two hours and fifteen minutes of CIP an walked around central. were very taken by the poster of 'Memoirs of a Geisha'. argued over who was prettier, zhang ziyi (eug) or Gong Li (me). went into Popular and looked up baby names. i think alexandra and ava are pretty names. can't say the same for fifi-trixiebelle, haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i'm sick, we had to cancel the sleepover with diana and ebird. probably having it on monday night, so we can go to LD together the next day. hopefully i'll get better by then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-113092277271882665?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113092277271882665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113092277271882665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2005/11/all-i-want-for-christmas-are-ipod-and.html' title='all i want for christmas are an ipod and triple science combination'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-113077836005069165</id><published>2005-11-01T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T01:58:33.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy halloween</title><content type='html'>today was halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this morning i had this really weird and horrid dream, which included my LD seniors for some reason and my family. i overslept and only woke up at 11am when eug called me. begged her to collect my class tee for me, while i rushed to amk station as fast as i could. i wasn't very late though; ebird only came ten minutes later than me. walked to ramen ten in central and met diana nai. since she had no plans today (she was thinking of watching a movie by herself), we told her to come to my house for halloween instead. we then went to school and submitted our confirmation slips. C1a, C1b and C3, but i'm appealing for triple science later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the afternoon watching mulan and mulan two. all of us agreed that shang was rather handsome. we walked to the pool, splashed around for awhile and started preparing for the evening. improvised our costumes using garbage bags. i have to say, it was a very creative idea. went around and got so much candy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think halloween is my favourite holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played uno, R21, cheat after that. watched a few tv shows and then diana had to go at 11.10pm. then ebird and eug stayed till almost 12am. we're having a sleepover on wednesday night/thursday afternoon, can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i should mention that some very ironic stuff happened to me, which was definitely not amusing. you see, after reading a bunch of stuff about those prophecies last night, i was dead worried already. and today i had the misfortune to pass by the stupid magazines shop in amk central. and guess what? the headlines of 'THE SUN' went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"DOOMSDAY : 11/09/05"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(9 november, 2005. i don't know whether to believe it or not)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-113077836005069165?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113077836005069165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113077836005069165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-halloween.html' title='happy halloween'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-113069893629481508</id><published>2005-10-31T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T03:02:18.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i really really wish i've never gone to wikipedia to search all the bo3 liao2 stuff that is apparently going to happen in 2012.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;if you're afraid of dying, i suggest you click the backspace button on your keyboard, or click on the links to go someone else's blog. in other words, this post is only meant for the the brave. THE BRAVE. if you're not one of them, please redirect yourself someplace else. if you freak out and start crying after you read this, it's not my problem anymore because you've been warned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;according to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikipedia.org"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;www.wikipedia.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;2012 is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Leap year starting on Sunday" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leap_year_starting_on_Sunday"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;leap year starting on Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Gregorian calendar" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gregorian_calendar"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gregorian calendar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Several prophecies and legends project this year as when the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="End of the world (religion)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/End_of_the_world_%28religion%29"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;end of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt; or an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Evolution" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Evolution"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;evolutionary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in human &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Consciousness" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Consciousness"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;consciousness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; will occur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and there's more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Theories of &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Apocalypticism" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apocalypticism"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;apocalypticism&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; and/or spiritual transformation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="December 21" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/December_21"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;December 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; - End of the great cycle of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Maya calendar" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maya_calendar"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maya calendar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;'s Long Count and a 26,000 year planetary cycle in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Aztec calendar" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aztec_calendar"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aztec calendar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;, and thus the alleged end of our world (the end of the cycle is dated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="December 22" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/December_22"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;December 22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="December 23" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/December_23"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;December 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; by some calculations).&lt;br /&gt;According to the 1997 book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="The Bible Code" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Bible_Code"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Bible Code&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; the world will end due to a collision with a meteor, asteroid or comet.&lt;br /&gt;Interpreted by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Millennialism" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Millennialism"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;millennialists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; as a time when there will be an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Evolution" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Evolution"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;evolutionary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; change in human &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Consciousness" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Consciousness"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;consciousness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; brought about by a series of world changing events or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Revelation" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Revelation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;revelations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;. Following this period of upheaval they believe we will begin a new 1,000 year cycle in which &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Peace" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peace"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Enlightenment (concept)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Enlightenment_%28concept%29"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;enlightenment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; and our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Environmental movement" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Environmental_movement"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;environment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; take priority.&lt;br /&gt;The Olduvai cliff will begin and permanent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Blackout" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blackout"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;blackouts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; will occur worldwide, according to "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Olduvai theory" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Olduvai_theory"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Peak of World Oil Production and the Road To The Olduvai Gorge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;" by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Richard C. Duncan" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Richard_C._Duncan"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Richard C. Duncan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Terence McKenna" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Terence_McKenna"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Terence McKenna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;'s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Novelty Theory" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Novelty_Theory"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Novelty Theory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; claims that time is a fractal wave of increasing novelty that ends abruptly in 2012.&lt;br /&gt;Tibetan Monks specialising in remote viewing predict that divine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Extra-terrestrials" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Extra-terrestrials"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;extra-terrestrials&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; will intervene at a point where the world's governments are about to deploy weapons of mass destruction. Adding to this, the Tibetan Monks say that the world is not ready to be destroyed and that our Earth is blessed and being saved continuously from all kinds of hazards that Mankind is not even aware of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;how old will we be in 2012? it'll only be our 21st birthdays (to those who are born in 1991). definitely not ready to die just because the a comet is going to crash onto Earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay so anyway, after reading a bunch of stuff about phobias, i realised i actually suffer from tocophobia, Gerascophobia, Catagelophobia, Cacophobia, neophobia, aviophobia and Anuptaphobia. long story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and also, i finally realised today that i suffer from panic disorder. i quote from wikipedia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The symptoms of a panic attack appear suddenly, without any apparent cause. They may include:&lt;br /&gt;Racing or pounding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Heart rate" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heart_rate"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;heartbeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Palpitations" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Palpitations"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;palpitations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; (i get them!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Sweat" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sweat"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sweats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; (during the revealing of the exam scripts period)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Chest pain" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chest_pain"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Chest pains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; (not this one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Dizziness" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dizziness"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dizziness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;, lightheadedness, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Nausea" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nausea"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;nausea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; (nausea, yes)&lt;br /&gt;Difficulty breathing (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Dyspnea" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dyspnea"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;dyspnea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;) (not often)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Paresthesia" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paresthesia"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tingling or numbness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; in the hands, face, feet or mouth (nope)&lt;br /&gt;Flushes to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Face" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Face"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Chest" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chest"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;chest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; or chills (chills, yes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Dream" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dream"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dreamlike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; sensations or perceptual distortions (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Derealization" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Derealization"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;derealization&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;) (oh dear, sometimes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Dissociation" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dissociation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dissociation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;, the perception that one is not connected to the body or even disconnected from space and time (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Depersonalization" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Depersonalization"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;depersonalization&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;) (nope.)&lt;br /&gt;Terror, a sense that something unimaginably horrible is about to occur and one is powerless to prevent it (yes yes yes)&lt;br /&gt;Fear of losing control and doing something embarrassing or of going crazy (nope)&lt;br /&gt;Fear of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Death" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Death"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; (yes)&lt;br /&gt;Feeling of impending doom (yes)&lt;br /&gt;Trembling or "shivering" (yes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Crying" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crying"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; (not often)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A panic attack typically lasts for several minutes and is one of the most distressing conditions that a person can experience in everyday life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh my gosh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-113069893629481508?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113069893629481508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113069893629481508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-wish.html' title='i wish'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-113066635437995528</id><published>2005-10-30T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T17:59:14.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy halloween!</title><content type='html'>holidays are here, i'm feeling so darn relaxed for the first time in 3938423874 days. tomorrow's halloween, there's a big party at my estate and euginia and elizabeth are coming to celebrate, as well as go for trick-or-treating. we're not going to attend isabelle's party, because we have a curfew. sorry isabelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, bernadette and i were discussing bad attitudes yesterday night, and truthfully speaking i was quite shocked to be told about some rather bad incidents that happened in the debate wing, which includes the part when deborah was so angry with one person she felt like slamming her head on the table. very surprising and serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my father has allowed me to subscribe to HBO until the end of the holidays. after that, it's going to be E.Maths tuition, A.Maths tuiton, Biology tuition, Chemistry tuition and perhaps, if i'm fortunate to be able to appeal to triple science, Physics tuition for next year. Troy, Mean Girls, Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow, Chronicles of Riddick, Beauty and the Beast, Lost in Translation, The Devil's Advocate and many many more wonderful movies. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to pierce my ears on Tuesday :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-113066635437995528?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113066635437995528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113066635437995528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-halloween.html' title='happy halloween!'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-113058513862799217</id><published>2005-10-29T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T19:25:38.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xiu's house.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;been spending the past week thinking about opting and trying out for triple science, and come and inform me over the computer that i'm not eligible and restricted my choices so that i can only do C1a.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i do want to send in an appeal letter, but it's quite troublesome. oh well, we'll see how it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;so anyway, i went to xiu's house today to visit her with liyin and wanyi. went to j8 with liyin first, ate at yakun kaya toast and bought some sunflowers. then to CWP, when liyin was trying to avoid wanyi's mother. after that her father brought us to xiu's house, when we found out that the huahui girls (fiona, charmaine, serene, laypeng) were there. they played the poker cards while i tried meddling with the guitar. after that we played uno and got quite sick of it. had a bed fight with liyin and broke xiu's scratcher (haha sorry dear!). then we played murderer using poker cards and that lasted for one hour plus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;GET WELL SOON NG XIU QI :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-113058513862799217?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113058513862799217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113058513862799217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2005/10/xius-house.html' title='xiu&apos;s house.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-113051246190363481</id><published>2005-10-28T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T23:21:37.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>knock on wood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okay so today was &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the last day of school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;it was a bad start for us two gracians. the year ended for us, not as cliques or individuals (with the exceptions of you-know-who), but as a whole class, working together, working hard, and fighting as a class. i'm really very proud of everyone, regardless of talentime or minidrama people. all i can say is, i know everyone worked hard, props, singing, dancing, acting and everything, and though we never won anything, i believe we all had the greatest fun. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i really couldn't stand two grace for the first term. honest, because we were rather unenthusiastic, there was a lack of class spirit, and everything. but today (and during talentime day also), i think the spirit that we had really stood out and shone brightly, and i felt rather happy and proud to be in grace. even though we didn't take any photos together as a class, that sort of thing, it was a really memorable year for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;congratulations to jean for becoming head prefect! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2nd head prefect in a row! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we had molly losing her temper and screaming at poor belinda and esti were scolded and their awards were threatened. she also threatened to kill us all if we talked.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;my total aggregate turned out to be rather low, compared to the other EC girls. i seriously doubt i can appeal to triple science, thank goodness i have C1a to fall back on. so i think it's going to be, B2, C1a and then C1b? haha, not too sure though. i have this gut feeling that in the top 120 ranking, my name just happened to be AT the 120th spot. i must work harder if i am going to an EC class, because competition is going to be quite tough and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i didn't get a chance to take pictures because we were rehearsing for drama competition throughout. i kept forgetting my lines. i think ms goh was far from impressed with our class during the final rehearsal, because the props people weren't there to move stuff, everything looked rather cluttered and i messed up my lines.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;however, debbie and co. did a great job on the music, i'm lovin' it and toxic came out exactly at the times they were supposed to, just that karma wasn't loud enough at the end, which i thought was alright. and everyone were fantastic, even though props came in quite slow, but still we were only a little over 8minutes, which was quite good already compared to others.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;even though we didn't win the competition and talentime, i had loads of fun preparing for it (at least, better and more organized than last year) and i do think all of us have matured a lot, in terms of ideology and everything. moralizing, yes, but very high in maturity. not too many slapstick plays, all serious and everything. i like the plots for charity, GRACE (ours, haha), justice and truth. all about family relationships eh. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 GRACE, WE ROCKED THE STAGE :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;here are some stuff i want to say to my clique and my classmates who were in the same-class-as-me-for-two-years-in-a-row but i didn't get a chance to because we were so busy today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;to yijun, yongzhen, deborah, hillary, kaylyn&lt;/span&gt;- although our relationships with each other were rocky at first, i think all of us rock and i'm definitely going to miss you lot, with deborah leaving and everything. we must have many outings planned for the december holidays, and more crystal jade and ajisen ramen lunches, please? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;to yingqi, jiehui, esther, rachel, cordelia&lt;/span&gt;- all of you guys rock :D whenever i felt agitated about something in 2G, or whenever i was having fights within my clique, you guys cheered me up. and i do miss the bitching sessions i had with esther and jiehui, back when we were sitting in front. and doing the stupid electricity worksheet and the indian food thing together also. and exchanging letters to chords and yingqi. by the way rachel you owe me a letter ar. :D i'm going to miss being in the same class for two years with you all so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;it's a good thing that the holidays are finally here, i have tons of things lined up. top priority is definitely CIP, because i plan to finish the rest of my CIP hours for my secondary life in these two coming months. every wednesday from 10-3 with eug, and probably on mondays, either by myself of with winnie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;more updates on school later. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-113051246190363481?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113051246190363481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113051246190363481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2005/10/knock-on-wood.html' title='knock on wood'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-113041342604288848</id><published>2005-10-27T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T19:45:14.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birdpark; 2grace.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;AIYAR XIANGLI LEAVE YOUR LINK FOR SHUTTERFLY ALBUMS IN MY TAGBOARD CAN OR NOT? I CAN'T READ THE LAYOUT IN YOUR BLOG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;UPLOADED BIRD PARK PICTURES, IN THE LINK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, we went to the bird park today and surprisingly the trip today seemed more enjoyable than the trips i had when i was a wee little girl in primary school. perhaps because of the better weather and timeslot. oh and not to mention ben&amp;amp;jerry's ice cream (koped the chocolate from hillary). i think my favourite exhibit would have to be the waterfall, both birdshows, the playground and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to bring my wallet today and i had to borrow money from so many people. wah if this keeps up my debts are going to be like what, twice the actual amount of money i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had ld farewell to nicole and mrs pearce today. :(&lt;br /&gt;cca fair discussion today, and mrs sushilla acknowledged me as xinyi FINALLY and not suzanne. joked a lot during the presentation to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been thinking alot about EC lately, and i heard from alot of sources that quite a number of triple science students are opting out of it to go C1a stream. hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-113041342604288848?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113041342604288848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113041342604288848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2005/10/birdpark-2grace.html' title='birdpark; 2grace.'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-113025739003629750</id><published>2005-10-26T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T00:23:10.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We could close the curtains</title><content type='html'>let's look at the ridiculous list i made about how i was going to lose 15kg by the end of 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HECK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i resolve to go for recess only twice a week (the other three days i shall either follow the clique to recess or stay in class to complete my homework)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;uh...i've been eating mua3 chi2 everyday since exams ended. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i resolve to stop buying Jack and Jill's potato chips until i've shed at least 5kg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've been hooked on the salsa chips since exam period started. it's an addiction i suppose.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i resolve to shed 10kg in 6 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've lost a total 1, pathetic, miserable kilograms.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i resolve to fit into size 25 jeans by this december.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;erm, there's still one more month? haha..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i resolve to have a waist like Jillian's (practically impossible too, but one can never stop dreaming, right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmph, i bet mine is like, twice of Jill's?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i resolve to stop eating McDonalds' for three months (hey my record was two weeks, so i'll just have to multiply it by 6! which isn't that impossible...right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i eat it once in every three weeks. is it any better?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i resolve to stop eating orange bowl every thursday and study for my common tests when the rest are eating. (sorry eug and ebird and sally and alyssa and the mean uncle who sells it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i failed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i resolve to skip lunch on tuesdays and thursdays before LD starts. (provided if i don't faint from starvation, of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i failed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i resolve to stop bring candy bars to school from now on (sorry clique)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes! i've achieved one target!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i resolve to stop buying sugar-ed drinks from the MOELC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;second one! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i resolve to stop drinking ice lemon tea and peel fresh apple-aloe vera and grape-aloe vera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i bought it only ONCE in don't know how many months, since i made this stupid list.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i resolve to stop eating dinner so fast (it's been proven that if you eat fast, it's easier to gain weight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is 15 minutes too fast?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this list is RIDICULOUS. i'm going to compile another one now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-113025739003629750?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113025739003629750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113025739003629750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2005/10/we-could-close-curtains.html' title='We could close the curtains'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6467504.post-113024173847660771</id><published>2005-10-25T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T20:02:18.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye to you</title><content type='html'>thanks to everyone who wished :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so thankful to everybody all of a sudden. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;be content with what you have.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i'm opting for B2 already, because i have a gut feeling that a lot of people already applied for it. furthermore, i'm only eligible for C1a, so better grab hold of the chance i have instead of risking it, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and congrats to Debbie, Kelly, Zhanghui and Esti.&lt;br /&gt;SORRY KELLY HONEY! i don't hate you, haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway here are my updates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i had my palm read by mylene recently and apparently i'm going to live for quite a long time, my career is rather good throughout but unfortunately my love life is going to suck. oh and yes, i'll get married eventually but my husband is going to leave me for some reason, or he is going to die before me.&lt;br /&gt;so in conclusion : i'm going to die alone, with no one by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- we're going to have a funfair next year, on the 11th of March. here's a shoutout to my ex-hws mates; i have THREE hundred dollars worth of tickets (i'm selling for my younger sister too). so if you want them, please email me, sms me, post a message in friendster, or any civilised way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- my clique is planning a shopping spree at orchard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i think friendster is a rather useful network for searching for all your ex-schoolmates. i found some of my p1 classmates over the internet. technology is getting very advanced eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway today i frightened both hillary and myself, over a very meaningful phone conversation about our subject combinations. shan't go into that, but i think my ability to pass the excitement AND nervous vibes is rather good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during recess this black crow flew over yongzhen and my heads when we were eating our orange bowl and mua3 chi2. we both screamed and everyone looked at us. felt so embarrassed, oh my gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway today hasn't been exactly the most wonderful day of my fourteen years and two weeks, but it was relatively good and i felt so darn relieved, but definitely better if hillary was&lt;br /&gt;not sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET WELL SOON HILLARY, EVEN THOUGH I KNOW YOU WOULDN'T BE READING THIS (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6467504-113024173847660771?l=oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113024173847660771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6467504/posts/default/113024173847660771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oh-my-goodness.blogspot.com/2005/10/goodbye-to-you.html' title='goodbye to you'/><author><name>Princess Estee Lauder</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
