<?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-36588152</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:23:55.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>|| obsessed-with-you ||</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-3323732200915545783</id><published>2008-08-27T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T03:52:26.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEWBLOG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I HAVE  FINALLY DECIDED TO CHANGE MY BLOG NAME. it was stupid anyway, so please relink(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://colourmearainbow.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://colourmearainbow.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&amp;amp; i shall love you for doing so:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-3323732200915545783?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/3323732200915545783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=3323732200915545783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/3323732200915545783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/3323732200915545783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/08/newblog.html' title='NEWBLOG'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-3111673329508072163</id><published>2008-08-18T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T02:58:10.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235794036844124594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" height="235" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKlG76Mz2bI/AAAAAAAAANY/nsYcJ1N6zUI/s320/youmakemewanttodestroysomethingbeautiful.gif" width="209" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ugh. EVERYTHING 起价, EVEN THE SCHOOL CANTEEN FOOD LOR. UGH. one plate of chicken rice costs $1.20, last time only cost $1 lor. then teriyaki chicken rice from $1.50 to $1.70 eh! haiyah, stupid inflation. anyway. thats besides the point.. right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;andand, my geog file's chosen for file check. like whatthehell, i havent filed for the entire year. everything's all over the house, i have no more than 15 worksheets in my file. HOW TO PASS?! and i'm one of the unlucky 5 chosen can. 5 out of 38 people and they pick me?! WTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;hmm. i STILL dont know what im gonna take next year. i want to take history next year. but my mum and even my TUTOR are trying to convince me THAT MUCH to take geog next year. and so, because of them, im now in a fix. pffft. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;anyway. oh yeahhh. my dad's finally back in singapore FOR GOOD. though he'd still be travelling here and there and god-knows-where, but at least he'll be here majority of the time. its been 2 years and 9 months already. ive waited long enough for this day. and so im happy:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;this week: MANYMANY tests. had gong han today, i think (yes, THINK not KNOW) there's compre tmr, and THINK there's summary on wednesday. then the oh-so-dreaded maths test this friday. gosh, why oh why must stupid tests exist? dont they torture us enough by making us go through maths lessons with eh-hemm, and home ec with *GAGS* yeah that unreasonable beast. well at least she wont be coming til the end of this term, MUAHAHAHA. i would finally be able to enjoy home ec la. :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;okay. i shall go try and be invisible now. cause i hear my sister calling me and i know shes gonna bother me with something stupid like she always does. oh poorpoor me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-3111673329508072163?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/3111673329508072163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=3111673329508072163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/3111673329508072163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/3111673329508072163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/08/time-machine.html' title='time machine'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKlG76Mz2bI/AAAAAAAAANY/nsYcJ1N6zUI/s72-c/youmakemewanttodestroysomethingbeautiful.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-5614832314310097600</id><published>2008-08-15T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T23:58:18.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a thousand miles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ6WHOx5eI/AAAAAAAAANQ/TslYFIVNuok/s1600-h/lifeisaboutmakingtherightdecisionsandmovingon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235006137181529570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" height="196" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ6WHOx5eI/AAAAAAAAANQ/TslYFIVNuok/s320/lifeisaboutmakingtherightdecisionsandmovingon.jpg" width="140" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;did cip yesterday at lentor residence (: it was very surprisingly quite fun talking to the old folks there. there was this old lady who talked alot (really, i mean ALOT), this totally cute lady who could speak english very well (actually alot of them can), this old man who um, i think is senile? what! hey he said he had 20something children okaay, LOL. yeah and this super freaky 43 year old lady who said that last time there were ghosts that made her fat and that LKY killed her nephew and niece. and she kept saying that we cannot copy other people's work, blahblah. oh shit, now im just freaking myself out again. :/ okay. yes. and there was another lady who kept talking about her life story and how miserable she was. okay she was really poor thing la.. she had a stroke and her left arm and leg couldnt work properly. me and mandi stood/ squatted/ fidgeted while listening to her talk for like what, half an hour? and i really felt like i was counselling her or something.. i kept saying things like, 'oh, its okay, god will bless you' and stuff? cause she was a christian and kept mentioning god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;so. all in all, it was a very.. interesting experience. no really, it was fun in some sort of undescribable way. hmm. oh well, 4more sessions to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;GEOG TEST YESTERDAY. it was quite okay. not as hard as i thought it would be. luckily i didnt waste my time reading the acid rain notes.. lol. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;i am currently SO TOTALLY IN LOVE with leona lewis's 'bleeding love', avril lavigne's 'hot' and secondhand serenade's 'fall for you'. dont ask me why i like that avril song, considering the fact that i hate her? ohwell. but its nice, really! and i still think that joe jonas is HAWT. :&lt;/span&gt;DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-5614832314310097600?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/5614832314310097600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=5614832314310097600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/5614832314310097600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/5614832314310097600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/08/thousand-miles.html' title='a thousand miles.'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ6WHOx5eI/AAAAAAAAANQ/TslYFIVNuok/s72-c/lifeisaboutmakingtherightdecisionsandmovingon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-2090262089594227660</id><published>2008-08-13T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T01:02:36.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yayyy we rock your socks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;monday was a national day holiday(: so no school, duh. darling mandi came over to "study geog". and our definition of studying geog is: looking at dead frogs in the toilet, going to the playground and acting like stupid people on the CHILDREN'S SWING, sitting on the see-saw, swaying our asses off on some thingo in the exercise corner thing and attempting to get into the bouncers. in other words, looking like complete retards and acting like one as well. (: but heyy, we derive fun and pleasure in those stupid things we do okaay. ESPECIALLY the looking at that stupid dead frog part :D okay so for like the first time ever that i'm posting pictures, here are some photos (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKKSy7sfutI/AAAAAAAAAMM/yMe2cpHJsT8/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233907120673372882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKKSy7sfutI/AAAAAAAAAMM/yMe2cpHJsT8/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;us! on the swings (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKKTAGBoBpI/AAAAAAAAAMU/zOUC9WN3kT4/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233907346784650898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKKTAGBoBpI/AAAAAAAAAMU/zOUC9WN3kT4/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; uh, our shadows? it kinda looks like we have horns, lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKKTqdbwMEI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ShawJLXtUb8/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233908074622758978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKKTqdbwMEI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ShawJLXtUb8/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; a HEART on a FISHBALL! cool right! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKKUEbWfVSI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ZRN9N6ehQa0/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233908520740410658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKKUEbWfVSI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ZRN9N6ehQa0/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; aww, the pretty sky. i have no idea why i took this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKKUY8uM5eI/AAAAAAAAAMs/aAPo-PE3VQU/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233908873295619554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKKUY8uM5eI/AAAAAAAAAMs/aAPo-PE3VQU/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; the rainbow! i saw this on national day(: sorry la, i too lazy to flip it around. :O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;okay thats it. (: i shall prepare for tuition now. OH THE HORRORS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-2090262089594227660?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/2090262089594227660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=2090262089594227660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/2090262089594227660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/2090262089594227660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/08/yayyy-we-rock-your-socks.html' title='yayyy we rock your socks.'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKKSy7sfutI/AAAAAAAAAMM/yMe2cpHJsT8/s72-c/Image012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-1961451332603348639</id><published>2008-08-09T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T00:58:22.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all that sucks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SJ1NQ27I5EI/AAAAAAAAAME/v2guqWBtZ7o/s1600-h/thenholdinghadsandlifewasperfect.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232423294091191362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="220" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SJ1NQ27I5EI/AAAAAAAAAME/v2guqWBtZ7o/s320/thenholdinghadsandlifewasperfect.jpg" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OMG,&lt;/span&gt; the Connect Singapore thingo was a complete failure can. and its all because of that stupid dj (whatever her name is) lor. she was supposed to like TELL us to say the pledge or something after the countdown, but well, she didnt. and SO, because of the stupid miscommunication thing, all our time and effort wass wasted. JUST LIKE THAT! urgggh. i was so pissed okay. i hard such a hard time being a dumb motivator to the SECFOURS, and it was just a big flop. i stood in the middle of the road like some completely stupid idiot AND IT WAS JUST A BIG FLOP. i feel like.. squishing the stupid dj right now. what a piece of poop. URGGGGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyways. yesterday, mandi and i did cip at the library (: last time that lady at the library told me that if i did 15hours of cip, i can get some cert thing lor. so, after completing the 12hours max that the school allowed us to do, i didnt ask the people for their evaluation. THEN, still thinking that i could get that stupid cert, i went to the library yesterday, intending to do 3 more hours of cip. then i found out that i had to do a minimum of 30hours before i could get that cert! I WAS PISSED ONCE AGAIN. &gt;:-( sheesh. so i no choice lor, have to get their evaluation, so i did 2hours of cip. HEH. but at least, darling mandi came over to my house after that and we crapped for a loooong time. :D crapping was never that fun before! :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;well. thats about it i guess. oh! and HAPPY NATIONAL DAY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-1961451332603348639?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/1961451332603348639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=1961451332603348639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/1961451332603348639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/1961451332603348639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-that-sucks.html' title='all that sucks.'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SJ1NQ27I5EI/AAAAAAAAAME/v2guqWBtZ7o/s72-c/thenholdinghadsandlifewasperfect.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-6827501982220641409</id><published>2008-08-06T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T04:52:49.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you are the love &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SJmNcXRnn4I/AAAAAAAAAL8/DRMpdSwxySM/s1600-h/homeisnotwhereyouliveitswheretheyunderstandyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231367960591310722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="230" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SJmNcXRnn4I/AAAAAAAAAL8/DRMpdSwxySM/s320/homeisnotwhereyouliveitswheretheyunderstandyou.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SJmNcXRnn4I/AAAAAAAAAL8/DRMpdSwxySM/s1600-h/homeisnotwhereyouliveitswheretheyunderstandyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;heh-heh, i'm back to the blog-once-in-a-week mood again :D well, its not my fault ive got so many stupid things going on, e.g, HOME EC and... wait. actually thats all i'm busy with. oh WHATEVER LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;anyways, went to Lentor Residence (which is like what, just right behind my house?) to get the cip form signed. gosh, i really need cip hours la. people have done like 30+ hours last year and me? 13.5, if i didnt remember wrongly. WOW, how fabulous. and thats why i'm glad that i'll be getting 12hours for the library shelving that ive done, and 15hours for the soon-to-be-done lentor residence thingo. yay :D but actually, if i add up everything, i think it's only around.. 47.5 hours that ive done since last year? OMGOMG and i have to get at least like 100hours to get an A for o'levels. ): I NEED CIP HOURS AND YES, I'M DESPERATE. I SHALL SAY THIS AGAIN: I'M DESPERATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;pffft. hmm. well, wenxia my deaaaar spastic lab partner aka my home ec project groupmate came over on saturday. :D well, duh, for that stupid home ec thing lor. i just found out that dear wenxia likes combining wacky and totally contrasting and UNMATCHING colours like hot pink, orange and lime green together. and apparently, she like her onions to look big and cute, and think GAY YOGA MEN are hilarious. :D okay, actually i think gay yoga men are hilarious too. and i know she'll probably say that i introduced it to her, blahblah, but it wasnt on purpose or whatever okayy. i was searching for some osteoporosis crap then this gay yoga guy appeared. and we found out that there was actually a WEBSITE for gay yoga guys! and there are PRIVATE CLASSES. like OMG. sorry la, i know i'm sick, but its damn funny can. okay fine, i shall stop being stupid. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;just being random: i think our national day deco looks cool :D especially the esplanade! haha. i shall very publicly declare that PURITY IS THE LOVE &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;OH YES. deardear wan ting just told me that she has appendicitis. )): she had it since last monday and she didnt tell me! :O lol anyway, OMG, i was like super shocked la. i knew she wasnt in school, and i suspected she was sick, but i NEVEREVER thought she had appendicitis. poor girl.. )): well wanting, if you ever read this, GET WELL SOON OKAY! LIKE I SAID, DONT MISS ME! :D love you &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;and well, i absolutely adore my dearest parents for always being so encouraging and forgiving towards me. (: you guys are the best! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;okay, my post shall end here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-6827501982220641409?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/6827501982220641409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=6827501982220641409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/6827501982220641409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/6827501982220641409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-are-love-3.html' title='you are the love &lt;3'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SJmNcXRnn4I/AAAAAAAAAL8/DRMpdSwxySM/s72-c/homeisnotwhereyouliveitswheretheyunderstandyou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-1575946747578667828</id><published>2008-08-01T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T03:54:38.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whoosh! huilin loves you. ((:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SJLqVmuaa7I/AAAAAAAAALs/ug-Cni02szU/s1600-h/crazybutonlyforyou.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229499774223936434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SJLqVmuaa7I/AAAAAAAAALs/ug-Cni02szU/s320/crazybutonlyforyou.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;oh yeah. it's finally the weekends again. fridays rock i tell you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;had my first gym lesson today. it wasnt as hard or fearful i thought it would be, actually. surprisingly, i CAN do a forward roll pretty fine. that wheelburrow crap was simply hilarious la! we looked so stupid can, like some completely wacked bunch of wackos. i mean, why walk on your hands when you can walk with your legs?! see, i make so much sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;also had some meeting about the national day celebration thing. if you thought the meeting was those serious and boring meetings, you're so wrong. we were playing games like half the time can. [it was supposed to be examples of the games we're gonna play during the time we're standing like stupid people and waiting to sing the national anthem. :O it was lame, fullstop.] and we also did two cheers, one is the komama cheer, except you say heartware instead of st nicks. *raises eyebrows* yes. and the other cheer's simply weird too. AND, i kinda did something to my toe, and its hurts. &gt;:-( the stupid drama studio la, i was getting down the big step and i landed on my toe. and how come i have a feeling you're either laughing at me or thinking that i'm such a clumsy fat idiot? HA-HA, cos i bet you are &gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;made cream of mushroom soup during home ec yesterday. gawd, it was so gross. it was so gooey and tasted kinda weird. and thinking of the fact that its actually 3/4 made of fresh milk doesnt help at all. but the mushrooms were nice. (: well yes. that was the only nice thing in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;lab time is always hilarious. my spastic lab partner is, well, spastic, but ive already gotten used to her wackiness. (: she pokes people with a long ruler. she shines the torchlight at people to get their attention. she calls me a pumpkin. do i have to say more? HAHA what a CUTE GIRL :D [i so know she'll kill me for this]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;random fact: do you know that i can lick my elbow? sorry la, i'm just very fascinated&lt;/span&gt;. ((: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-1575946747578667828?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/1575946747578667828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=1575946747578667828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/1575946747578667828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/1575946747578667828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/08/whoosh-huilin-loves-you.html' title='whoosh! huilin loves you. ((:'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SJLqVmuaa7I/AAAAAAAAALs/ug-Cni02szU/s72-c/crazybutonlyforyou.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-6334399260126694248</id><published>2008-07-30T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T02:27:44.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yay, i crap more than you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SJAz_JyKy1I/AAAAAAAAALk/hgx2fIJG9cE/s1600-h/icanseealotoflifeinyou.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228736327428262738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SJAz_JyKy1I/AAAAAAAAALk/hgx2fIJG9cE/s320/icanseealotoflifeinyou.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;haha, first things first. HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY! :D though you'll never ever see this post, but nevermind. its kinda sad that you're all alone there on your birthday.. see, more reasons why you should come back to singapore earlier. (: but you'll always be #1 in my heart, no matter where you are! whoosh, that was.. mushy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;wow, i realised that i have been posting for three consecutive days. omg someone congratulate me! its not that i'm overly free or something okays. just that i have the urge to blog about something even though life is really pretty much the same everday. oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;honestly speaking, i think this was seriously a really redundant post. and you've just wasted some precious time of your life reading this. wahaha, NOT MY FAULT! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-6334399260126694248?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/6334399260126694248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=6334399260126694248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/6334399260126694248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/6334399260126694248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/07/yay-i-crap-more-than-you.html' title='yay, i crap more than you.'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SJAz_JyKy1I/AAAAAAAAALk/hgx2fIJG9cE/s72-c/icanseealotoflifeinyou.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-1700822595393028892</id><published>2008-07-29T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T03:22:15.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cip (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SI7vDxYZFXI/AAAAAAAAALc/ZUXBdRLs6Do/s1600-h/enjoythesimplethings.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228379065498015090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SI7vDxYZFXI/AAAAAAAAALc/ZUXBdRLs6Do/s320/enjoythesimplethings.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;ahh. cip at ju eng home today. omg some old folks are like damn cute la! there was this chinese man who spoke to us in perfect english (wow?) and kept claiming that this other lady was mean and always bullied him. but he still offered her his chili anyway, LOL. yesyes, and there was this other old lady who could speak and understand us perfectly well, considering the fact that our (no, MY) chinese simply sucks can. and i actually enjoyed talking to her ((; i mean, she was so nice la. when we [me, mayshuen, brenda and pearl] were standing and talking to her, she asked us if we wanted to get a chair so we wouldnt feel tired. ohman how sweeeeeeet! and when she got her dinner (some rice thing with dishes) she offered some to us! she asked if we were hungry or something like that. :D frankly speaking, i was pretty afraid at first, but after awhile things just got better ((: and i HAVE to say this again, that old lady (whom i never got to find out what her name was )): ) is SO DAMN NICE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;oh yes. and i saw on the board at ju eng home that PL primary donated exactly $10,462 to ju eng home. i was totally stunned. i never knew PL was that generous, no offence. haha, anyways. thats totally random and besides the point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;okay. ive gotta study ting xie now. gawd, why must the school come up with such lame and primary school things like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-1700822595393028892?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/1700822595393028892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=1700822595393028892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/1700822595393028892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/1700822595393028892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/07/cip.html' title='cip (:'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SI7vDxYZFXI/AAAAAAAAALc/ZUXBdRLs6Do/s72-c/enjoythesimplethings.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-7213187655344982778</id><published>2008-07-28T01:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T01:58:05.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>she's stupid, literally.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SI2J0OaIRNI/AAAAAAAAALU/GwopooYAp_A/s1600-h/sendmylovetothedancefloor.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227986272760906962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="134" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SI2J0OaIRNI/AAAAAAAAALU/GwopooYAp_A/s320/sendmylovetothedancefloor.gif" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SI2JmPjSuLI/AAAAAAAAALM/B7_Otn5BHkE/s1600-h/note...perspective.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;OMGs. she's really STEWPID. there really isnt another word to describe that... that... b****. hey, i dont accuse people of being stupid for nothing okays. i'm serious! i mean, OBVIOUSLY everyone knows that issac newton DIDNT create the damn lightbulb right? [i mean, duh, thomas edison did] but &lt;strong&gt;SHE THOUGHT SO&lt;/strong&gt;. omg i really dont know whether to laugh or to cry because i'm having her as my bio teacher next. omg. OMGOMGOMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;okay enough for the self pity. my daddy's birthday celebration was a blast! it was a huge success :DD there were like 80+ guests and its a wonder things went on smoothly (: but most importantly, it didnt rain! omg like hallelujah? the sky was like 要下不要下 liddat lor. haha.. but i'm glad my dad liked the party we threw for him. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. choir cip to ju eng home tomorrow. i'm glad they organised this cip trip, i REALLYREALLY need to clog up hours la. hey anyone want to go cip with me? haha, i'm aiming to do at least 60-70 hours this year or something, though i seriously think thats impossible. well i only have like what, 20 something hours now can. ohmyshit la. heh-heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;spastic lab partner, spam my tagboard until like donno what like that. haha.. ;D OMG i just remembered that the stupid home ec project is due next week. SHIIIIIIITTTT. spastic lab partner: how?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-7213187655344982778?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/7213187655344982778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=7213187655344982778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/7213187655344982778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/7213187655344982778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/07/shes-stupid-literally.html' title='she&apos;s stupid, literally.'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SI2J0OaIRNI/AAAAAAAAALU/GwopooYAp_A/s72-c/sendmylovetothedancefloor.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-2116746771580029197</id><published>2008-07-25T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T03:56:03.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>indian dance :/</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SIm5KokhlfI/AAAAAAAAAK8/41aw6wDPhs8/s1600-h/loveletters.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226912434880615922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px" height="144" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SIm5KokhlfI/AAAAAAAAAK8/41aw6wDPhs8/s320/loveletters.gif" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;indian dance sucked.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;no,&lt;em&gt; i &lt;/em&gt;sucked. i totally screwed my whole part up, and i couldnt remember my steps at all! i was totally confused by everyone, and if there was an award for the blurest and most uncoordinated person, i would definitely win it. well in short - it was simply terrible. &lt;/span&gt;i really feel like i owe the choreographers a big apology. they've spent so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; time on this, and yet, in that three minutes, things didnt turn out how it was supposed to turn out. (well, duh.) but i guess we still enjoyed ourselves nonetheless. (: this was a different kind of enjoyment - probably one that came from trying our bests. it wasnt the best performance, but i'll never forget all the fun i had during the preparation! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;geog test on wednesday sucked. i couldnt remember the newater thingo even though mandi gave me hints! gosh, i'm utterly STUPID. i most probably wont do well for this, so i'm already prepared to fail. gong han yesterday was surprisingly not too bad, considering the fact that my chinese simply sucks, fullstop. today's physics test was HORRIBLE. the questions were all so confusing and i couldnt fully concentrate on the paper. heh. stupid reflection. stupid liquid-in-glass thermometer. stupid thermocouple thermometer. SCREW YOU. sorry la, vulgar impulse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;okay. so now all the tests are over, and its finally the LONGGG AWAITED weekends ;D we'll be celebrating my daddy's birthday tomorrow, and i cant wait for it. :D i mean, how often do you get to attend a bbq? exactly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;so. tests coming up next week: ting xie and a HCL paper. gawd, i really dont wanna think about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-2116746771580029197?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/2116746771580029197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=2116746771580029197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/2116746771580029197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/2116746771580029197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/07/indian-dance.html' title='indian dance :/'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SIm5KokhlfI/AAAAAAAAAK8/41aw6wDPhs8/s72-c/loveletters.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-6193168743798523286</id><published>2008-07-22T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T05:07:48.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh the horrors.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SIXM5vwhmSI/AAAAAAAAAK0/yCRm9W2-4y4/s1600-h/letgo.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225808235077933346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="52" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SIXM5vwhmSI/AAAAAAAAAK0/yCRm9W2-4y4/s320/letgo.gif" width="132" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;imuststudygeogimuststudygeogimuststudygeogimuststudygeogimuststudygeogimuststudygeog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&amp;amp; so what am i doing here? i really have no idea. my fingers just felt itchy, and what do itchy fingers do? yep, turn the stupidly addictive computer on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;rah. actually i have nothing to post about. like i said, my fingers were itchy. how else do you want me to explain that? yes, exactly. so. well, uh, let me post about last week's home ec then. i just realised that i didnt do so last week. *gasps in shock*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;SO YES. last week we made baked rice yeah? and, well, our [me and daphne, wenxia and zimo] rice didnt exactly turn out how it was supposed to turn out. and that horrible creature made such a huge scene out of it and threw wenxia's rice up and down on the table. she kept flipping that stupid thing around and though it was really quite funny actually, it was REALLY annoying as well. no wait, rather, SHE was really annoying as well. as if we didnt feel stupid enough! andand, she released us like 20mins late for recess la. like WTH. she's such an unreasonable beast, i tell you. AN UNREASONABLE BEAST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;okay. i cant believe i actually remember quite vividly what happened last week, considering the fact that my memory span isnt that long. well okay whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;pfft. there are SO MANY tests/graded assignments this week lor. there's geog test tomorrow, chinese gong han on thursday, and physics common test and some e.lit quiz thingo on friday. gawd, can this week get any worse? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;anyway. so. now. back to geog. now tell me, why was i even here in the first place? OH SHEESH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-6193168743798523286?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/6193168743798523286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=6193168743798523286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/6193168743798523286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/6193168743798523286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-crap.html' title='oh the horrors.'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SIXM5vwhmSI/AAAAAAAAAK0/yCRm9W2-4y4/s72-c/letgo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-5385634091638109891</id><published>2008-07-21T05:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T05:16:22.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my incredibly fun life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SIR99-3NsoI/AAAAAAAAAKs/QgweiU-2VkU/s1600-h/recordofmyheart.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225439971456692866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="211" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SIR99-3NsoI/AAAAAAAAAKs/QgweiU-2VkU/s320/recordofmyheart.gif" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Not much time to post now, REALLY gotta get back to studying geography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;The highlight of my weekend was IKEA. Well. We went to Ikea for around 3 hours on Saturday, had dinner there, ate MEATBALLS (nehneh i know you're jealous of me! :D ) and, well, shopped for things. Then on Sunday, guess what. We went to Ikea AGAIN. How fabulous. And why? Because my mum was contemplating whether or not to get this painting, and on Saturday she decided not to. So we went back on Sunday. BUT SHE DIDNT BUY THE PAINTING. Cos my mum changed her mind again. Wow. Now i know where i get my indecisive genes from. But Ikea's actually a really cool place. And the pricing is really quite reasonable. (: but to walk around the whole place on two consecutive days? No thank you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Anyway, we're currently in the midst of preparing for Indian dance, and for the first time in my life, i admit that it's really kinda fun :D though we kept making mistakes today, but i still enjoyed myself nevertherless. Usually i get really annoyed when i have to keep doing the same move again and again, but it was really different this time. Maybe it was because i could sense the class unity that we had, and everyone really tried their best. Especially all the people who are in charge of this. (: Omg, 2Purity is the BEST. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Okay. Gotta get back to studying geog. YAY, HOW FUN.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-5385634091638109891?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/5385634091638109891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=5385634091638109891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/5385634091638109891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/5385634091638109891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-incredibly-fun-life.html' title='my incredibly fun life.'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SIR99-3NsoI/AAAAAAAAAKs/QgweiU-2VkU/s72-c/recordofmyheart.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-9221575629292623371</id><published>2008-07-18T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T02:36:14.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all those crap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SIBikUAEv9I/AAAAAAAAAKk/DL_TvMIy67c/s1600-h/throwitawayforgetyesterdaywellmakethegreatescape.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224283943733608402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SIBikUAEv9I/AAAAAAAAAKk/DL_TvMIy67c/s320/throwitawayforgetyesterdaywellmakethegreatescape.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; URGH. I hate all those unreasonable and just utterly stupid people this world throws at my face. He was shouting like a madman, literally, and i seriously can't believe i actually said he was OKAY. I really thought he was fine, i gave him the benefit of doubt even though many people said he was total shit. Now i understand what they mean, and i really can't stand it. Gawd, i wonder how long more we'll have to endure him and all his crappiness. He's either pre-menopausing or just simply suffering from a mid-life crisis and supposedly tearing his hair apart over minute issues. I pity his wife so much i tell you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;On the other hand, my sister is acting like a total brat, and i screamed at her til i had no more voice. I don't know why she's always like that, always thinking she's a "little princess" and ordering everyone around. And when she doesn't get what she wants? She wails and cries and complains. But that isn't the most annoying thing. The most irritating thing is that she's totally NOT like that in front of my parents. She's like their "little angel", and no one believes whatever i say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Rah. What's happening to me? I'm usually not this emo. Well whatever. Anyway, farewell yesterday was fun. (: the movie was SUPER FUNNAYY la! Thanks to all the great people in choir ((: sighs, singing really makes me smile once again. I know i'll miss the sec4s, no matter how close i am to them. All of them made choir what it is. What it was. What it will be. GWH is so happening to us again next year, i'm telling you. Choir is THE best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well, history test today was surprisingly quite easy. So studying one week in advance actually helps, i suppose. Next week there's geog and physics test. OH HOW EXCITING. I JUST CAN'T WAIT.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-9221575629292623371?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/9221575629292623371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=9221575629292623371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/9221575629292623371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/9221575629292623371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/07/all-those-crap.html' title='all those crap.'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SIBikUAEv9I/AAAAAAAAAKk/DL_TvMIy67c/s72-c/throwitawayforgetyesterdaywellmakethegreatescape.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-5026820059452136682</id><published>2008-07-16T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T05:34:50.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>uh, last week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SH3q1nC8_YI/AAAAAAAAAKc/p7nsbMoLeRM/s1600-h/peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223589349554978178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="186" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SH3q1nC8_YI/AAAAAAAAAKc/p7nsbMoLeRM/s320/peace.jpg" width="132" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Well yes. I've finally decided to post. Aiyah too busy la, studying history, getting the Sec4 farewell presents ready etcetc. Anyways, here i am, so yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Last monday (7/11) &gt;&gt; why, 7/11. Sorry la, i'm lame, can't be helped. (: anyway, it was youth day holiday, went out with mandi and melissa to AMK hub. Waited for 20minutes to get into pepper lunch. Ate Beef Pepper Lunch. Uh, drank peach tea? Heh, what did you want me to say? Yeah, shopped around there for quite a while. OP was having this 'Buy 1 get 1 free' sale, and i couldn't believe it at first. I mean, it's seriously BUY 1 GET 1 FREE, just that you pay for the more expensive shirt la. So i got myself a shirt and my sister one too. (hers was the free one, LOL) haha. Okay, my eventful youth day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;-uh, last tuesday to thursday was pretty much the same, as far as i can remember. so here's posting for friday-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Friday (11/7) &gt;&gt; HA, 11/7. What's up with this crazy thing about dates and seven-eleven la. Oh freak, i'm crazy and retarded. Anyway, had ushering duty. It was kinda, uh, boring. I mean, is ushering ever FUN? Haha but it was seriously quite ok actually. OH YESYES, now i remember. This security guard called me and asked if i wanted to eat her dinner (macaroni) cause apparently she doesn't like/ can't eat macaroni. And OBVIOUSLY i rejected her offer oh-so-nicely, but she simply insisted on giving it to me and was like " Girl, you know we cannot waste food right?" and i was really wondering why she didn't eat it herself then. So she went to put the packet of macaroni on the table, and asked us to eat it when we finished ushering. Ok, so, well, i was simply too eager to get home, and so when we were allowed to go home, yours truly forgot about that stupid packet of macaroni and LEFT IT THERE. To rot, to decay, to decompose, WHATEVER, but the point is, yes, i forgot to take it back. So. Yes. You're smart, you get the point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Whoosh, that was long. I'm hungry now. Toodles. And don't expect me to post again soon&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-5026820059452136682?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/5026820059452136682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=5026820059452136682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/5026820059452136682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/5026820059452136682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/07/uh-last-week.html' title='uh, last week.'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SH3q1nC8_YI/AAAAAAAAAKc/p7nsbMoLeRM/s72-c/peace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-4157826028034805690</id><published>2008-07-03T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T04:24:23.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stewpid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;OOOH right. I forgot to post about something totally TRAGIC. See, i had my home ec cooking practical today right? We baked totally YUMMY chocolate chip muffins right? AND THE STUPID MICROWAVE OVEN JUST SCREWED ITSELF UP AND SPOILT. Which means? I'll either have to eat cold muffins, which i find really gross, or NOT EAT MY DARLING MUFFINS AT ALL! ))': it's the first time we actually made something nice to eat and i &lt;em&gt;succeeded&lt;/em&gt; okayy. I always had this premonition that i was going to burn the kitchen or something like that. AND THE ONE TIME I SUCCEED AND WE ACTUALLY DID SOMETHING EDIBLE, THE MICROWAVE SPOILT. Pfft, oh, what is this world coming to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-4157826028034805690?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/4157826028034805690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=4157826028034805690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/4157826028034805690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/4157826028034805690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/07/stewpid.html' title='stewpid.'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-8460856581345564559</id><published>2008-07-03T03:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T04:17:38.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back EARLY on a THURSDAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SGytv3IbpaI/AAAAAAAAAKU/wgqPIN3cAFY/s1600-h/sixfeetunderthestars.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218737105980335522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="191" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SGytv3IbpaI/AAAAAAAAAKU/wgqPIN3cAFY/s320/sixfeetunderthestars.gif" width="146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I don't have choir today. And the reason? Because i'm not selected to go for the alumni dinner thingo ;D and i'm proud of it (: maybe it's because that gave me a chance to get home at 3, and so i managed to finish studying my ting xie in 1 hr+. Haha, pro right? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I strongly feel that Su Long is really nice. And that we all should listen more to him and talk less during class... He's a really good teacher luh. Yeah, boring at times, but definitely a fab teacher. I mean, he helped us print the ting xie cheng yu thing, with the meaning and the li zi in it. And he did it all in one day! Well he's kinda like lame too, but haha, some of his jokes are kinda funny. Like the one he told us today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;[i'll type this in chinese, it's funnier (: ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;一位老师对他的学生说：“如果坐在后面讲话的学生会像坐在中间玩poker的学生那么安静，就不会吵醒在前面睡觉的学生。”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;LOL did you get it? Personally, i found it really hilarious, and i was laughing like a lunatic when he said it. See, i told you before, i'm easily humoured. And as Mandi would say, i'm a complete loony. When i went home with her on Tuesday (i think), we saw otah leaves on a wall and apparently thought it was really funny. Then on the bus, we saw a tissue box with a picture of a mangosteen on it and started laughing too. And the bus was crowded, and many people were staring at us like we were complete hopeless cases escaped from the mental hospital or SOMETHING LIKE THAT, you get the point. HAHA, i'm pretty sure laughing fits happen to people all the time, so i'm probably pretty normal, in case you were wondering if i have really gone mad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Okay, the point is, 2Puritians, let's try to pay more attention during Chinese, yeah? (: yays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Shoosh, i have a mosquito bite. From school. AND IT ITCHES TERRIBLY. &gt;:( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-8460856581345564559?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/8460856581345564559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=8460856581345564559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/8460856581345564559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/8460856581345564559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-back-early-on-thursday.html' title='i&apos;m back EARLY on a THURSDAY!'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SGytv3IbpaI/AAAAAAAAAKU/wgqPIN3cAFY/s72-c/sixfeetunderthestars.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-2480198554691965661</id><published>2008-06-30T03:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T03:59:10.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when the decision is mine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SGi8A2g66TI/AAAAAAAAAKM/HaiSbpqraDg/s1600-h/youareastar.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217626891128334642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" height="234" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SGi8A2g66TI/AAAAAAAAAKM/HaiSbpqraDg/s320/youareastar.gif" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I officially quit piano today. And i have no idea how i feel about it. On one hand, i'm glad i'm off the stress and pressure that comes whenever the exam is nearing. I'm glad it's one less programme i have after school on Mondays, and so that means more time to buck up and STUDY. But on the other, it's really kinda wasted that i quit like 2 months before my exam, after all the hard work i've put in all these while. AND the exam fees that i've already paid and supposedly won't get a refund if i back out. Rah, this is so annoying. I've been wanting to quit since P6 or something like that, but my parents didn't allow me to. And now they DO allow me to quit, i keep asking myself if that's what i really want to do. I'm feeling so tired with all these decisions that only i can make for myself. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Pfft. Okay, on to a lighter topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Went out with YM group (well, half of the group anyway) to watch the movie 21. The movie's something like Ocean's Thirteen, all about gambling and stuff. But there was a twist in events at the last moment, which made the whole movie more worthwhile (: It was kinda inappropriate for a CHURCH GROUP OUTING, but we watched it anyway. I think YM fellowships are fun. Why don't they understand the meaning of bonding as a class and at least make some effort to do so? Heh, oh wells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;School is getting more and more fun each day. Can you believe i actually said that? Haha, well, for one, Mr Imran isn't as bad as some people said he would be, and Su Long isn't half that bad. I just wish that people will learn to appreciate him (Su Long, i mean) more, cos he's really a very nice and good teacher... And Miss Praba is, well, Miss Praba. Haha, i really thought i would sleep during E.Lit cos it's VBTS -which is by far the most boring book i've come across. I took 3 days to finish reading the book okay, and it wasn't because there were many pages, but because i kept falling asleep each time i read a few chapters- but i didn't! Miss Praba is super funny lah, and i was laughing like half the time ((: Haha, i'm very easy humoured, you know. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Okay, i shall stop blogging and ATTEMPT to study ting xie. Which, btw, is highly unlikely that would happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-2480198554691965661?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/2480198554691965661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=2480198554691965661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/2480198554691965661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/2480198554691965661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-decision-is-mine.html' title='when the decision is mine.'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SGi8A2g66TI/AAAAAAAAAKM/HaiSbpqraDg/s72-c/youareastar.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-6638027831909005766</id><published>2008-06-27T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T01:43:09.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yay (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SGTNWzBxavI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_HQu7Xqy_TA/s1600-h/imatthisasthispointinmylife....gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216520059940334322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" height="244" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SGTNWzBxavI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_HQu7Xqy_TA/s320/imatthisasthispointinmylife....gif" width="133" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm bored, just like i always am when i have nothing better to do. So here i am. Today was a rather okay day, except for the STUPID home ec test which i know i'm so totally gonna fail because i don't have the slightest idea how to modify food. Like HUH, i just eat what i'm given, or whatever i like. I mean, i don't exactly count calories or consider the amount of fat or sugar in it or whatever and start worrying that i get high blood pressure or hypertension or something like that. Not that i'm not worried, but if i do start thinking of all the consequenses, i might as well fast or something right? Hah. E.lit test was rather okay, all thanks to my darling Mandi for lending me her character notes and stuff ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Mr Imran was totally hilarious today :D just thinking about it makes me wanna laugh once again. In the middle of his lesson, he was like clutching his stomach and saying that he must have eaten something wrong yesterday, cos he's been having a stomachache since this morning. Then he was like, i need to go to the toilet, but i must hold, cos i have to teach. Then a little while later, he said he couldn't control anymore, and he HAD to go. Then he started packing his things and said: uh, see you girls later if i can come back in time. And rushed off to the toilet. It was fifteen minutes til the end of his lesson. HAHAHA, he was damn funny lah! :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Okay. Hui Lin, COOL DOWN, STOP LAUGHING. Gosh, i think i'm seriously retarded. I laugh at the most ridiculous things, and crap the most riduculous things. But i'm happy the way i am&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-6638027831909005766?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/6638027831909005766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=6638027831909005766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/6638027831909005766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/6638027831909005766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/06/yay.html' title='yay (:'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SGTNWzBxavI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_HQu7Xqy_TA/s72-c/imatthisasthispointinmylife....gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-1302967108489337618</id><published>2008-06-23T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T03:55:25.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SF-BAvBldlI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/uMxXyjpoElY/s1600-h/music.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215028743141422674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SF-BAvBldlI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/uMxXyjpoElY/s320/music.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today was... Fun. Well, it was better than the rest of the school days anyway. She's GONE, and i have to admit that i'm pretty glad. I mean, aren't you? (well if you know what i'm talking about anyway) haha, but it'll take some time to get used to not having her around, as well as the change of form teachers. I suppose the teachers now are better, but he's not gonna help improve my chinese. I mean, with her around, at least i was more disciplined and i don't fall asleep in her classes (not that i didn't want to, but cos she's so scary and mean and nasty), but him, well, let's just say he told us a half an hour story about some seagull called Jonathan (LOL much) and i didn't listen/understand what he was saying because i was half asleep. And, it's a CHINESE story. Wow, what a great motivation. So now i'm confusing myself again. Am i saying that i prefer HER? Nono, that isn't possible, is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-1302967108489337618?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/1302967108489337618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=1302967108489337618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/1302967108489337618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/1302967108489337618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-day-of-school.html' title='first day of school'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SF-BAvBldlI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/uMxXyjpoElY/s72-c/music.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-7489414189702860267</id><published>2008-06-15T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T19:25:47.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my holiday (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SFXPB5TlppI/AAAAAAAAAJs/_To466dv_MI/s1600-h/whenthismemoryfadesimgoingtomakesureitsreplaced.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212299775221016210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SFXPB5TlppI/AAAAAAAAAJs/_To466dv_MI/s320/whenthismemoryfadesimgoingtomakesureitsreplaced.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I'm BACK! Bet you all missed me and all my crap. LOL okay i know that wasn't true. Anyways. I had a really great time in Shanghai and Hangzhou. (: i was quite unwilling to go to China, having heard what people said about the toilet conditions there. (no proper toilets, toilets with no doors, that kinda thing?) But to my surprise, Shanghai is a really well-developed city. Or maybe it's because of the places that i went to and stayed in, they were all either tourist spots or "CBD" areas, cos my dad's apartment is near his office. I went to many places - an aquarium, museum, sightseeing places, streets with old preserved buildings, etcetc. We also took a night cruise on the huangpu river. Man, it was lovely. Basically, in short, Shanghai is a modern historical city. Am i contradicting myself? Yes i think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hangzhou was a really cool place too. We joined a one day tour, and the tour had only 10 people in it, believe it or not. LOL, it consisted of just my family (4people), an American family of 4, and two other Americans who were travelling together. The tour guide (Bruce Lee, haha. no seriously, that's his name) was funny, which made the trip even more enjoyable. Hangzhou is a very quiet and peaceful place, there weren't many high rise buildings. We went to a really cool garden, just like those you see in olden day shows. It was overlooking the West Lake, and the scenery was really spectacular. We also went to a Silk Museum, where i saw real silk worms (and i touched them ok! haha) We also went to a tea village, and stopped at a place to try the most popular tea there. On the ride there, i saw huge tea plantations (really, they were HUGE). It was really something that you can never find here in Singapore, and i was really amazed that in this 21st century, these sort of things still existed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I ate loads of good food there too, i can swear i've gained weight. All in all, i had a fun time there, though we didn't do much shopping cos my sister kept complaining whenever me and my mum shopped. Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Now, time for me to read Village by the Sea. I shall post pics when i feel like doing so. Toodles&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-7489414189702860267?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/7489414189702860267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=7489414189702860267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/7489414189702860267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/7489414189702860267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-holiday.html' title='my holiday (:'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SFXPB5TlppI/AAAAAAAAAJs/_To466dv_MI/s72-c/whenthismemoryfadesimgoingtomakesureitsreplaced.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-4821185620428072061</id><published>2008-06-06T02:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T02:35:27.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SEkEh0alZSI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ZtdKkIhQs64/s1600-h/itcouldbejustlikeheaven.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208699423083029794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SEkEh0alZSI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ZtdKkIhQs64/s320/itcouldbejustlikeheaven.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;These holidays have been boring. REALLY boring. The same routine day after day... Wake up late, take my breakfast, bathe, watch tv, go online, well, need i continue? Glad i'm going overseas tomorrow, away from all the boredom. Rahh, i'm crapping again. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jonas Brothers really ROCK. I'm loving their songs (and them, ESPECIALLY JoeJonas, omg, he's so cute luh!) more and more each day (: heehee, yes, and being absolutely crazy, i bought their cd. But you can't blame me, it's/they're just so... Irresistable! ;D hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Heard that the choir comm's out. (: there were some real big surprises, but they were mostly good surprises lah, haha (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Looking forward to the 6Patience outing! :D it's been really long since we all last met, and i really miss all the craziness and fun we had as a class. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Okay, i shall not hereby pronounce this blog on hiatus. Well, until i come back from Shanghai and crap somemore (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-4821185620428072061?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/4821185620428072061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=4821185620428072061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/4821185620428072061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/4821185620428072061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/06/boo.html' title='boo.'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SEkEh0alZSI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ZtdKkIhQs64/s72-c/itcouldbejustlikeheaven.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-537457352816471336</id><published>2008-06-01T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T21:14:15.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SENzSAr_hyI/AAAAAAAAAJc/pnh3ICszKio/s1600-h/honeyheartsdontgrowontrees.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207132347429783330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SENzSAr_hyI/AAAAAAAAAJc/pnh3ICszKio/s320/honeyheartsdontgrowontrees.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Jubilate Gala Night was even better. Choir did well, though i'm glad it's over. No more torturing shoes! Oh yeahh. Haha. But it's sad to think that it's gonna be the Sec 4s last performance, and i'd definitely miss all my seniors so much, no matter how close i am to them. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Andand, i went to pierce my ears yesterday ;D hey, you have to praise me for not screaming, crying, wailing or whatever okay! I was gonna back out luh. My sister was so gonna cry lor. Her stomach was like moving, HAHA, and her eyes were turning red. OMG, it was a hilarious sight. But she didn't lah, cos she didn't want to embarrass herself or something, haha. She's so gonna kill me for typing this, but WHO CARES! Oh yes, i'm so mean. AND I LOVE BEING MEAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ahahaha. ;D oh, and it's monday today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-537457352816471336?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/537457352816471336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=537457352816471336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/537457352816471336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/537457352816471336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SENzSAr_hyI/AAAAAAAAAJc/pnh3ICszKio/s72-c/honeyheartsdontgrowontrees.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-9186081785604662190</id><published>2008-05-30T21:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T21:18:47.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JUBILATE V</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SEDRkwr_hxI/AAAAAAAAAJU/6-iueVn-3vE/s1600-h/liveforthemoment.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206391598715209490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SEDRkwr_hxI/AAAAAAAAAJU/6-iueVn-3vE/s320/liveforthemoment.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I totally screwed up the comm interviews. But it isn't my fault that i was so nervous and nothing sensible came into my mind and out of my mouth, so i was totally crapping all the way. Gosh, i really should work on interviews, or i'm never gonna get a job in future. AHAHA. Well, anyways, on to a happier topic! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Omg. Jubilate opening night was a BLAST! I had so much funnn singing those three songs. The stage lights were really blinding, and Republic Poly simply rocks. (no link between the two parts of this sentence, i know) They're so high tech and modern etc, such a huge contrast to our school luh. Haha. But the MALE CHANGING ROOM, aka our holding room, was terribly small, muchmuch too small to fit all 80+ of us in. They really should have taken into consideration the number of people we have, and put us somewhere where we all can actually fit in. Oh wells. But it was really tiring, considering the fact that my mum woke me up at 7, cos she said if she doesn't wake me up before she leaves for work, no one else can. Rahh. And i reached home at 11 something, and slept at 12+, cos i took such a long time getting all the make-up off. Ahaha, and today's gonna be another tiring day. Woohoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But on the bright side of things, i think we sang relatively well (: we enjoyed ourselves, and that's what's most important, yeah? (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-9186081785604662190?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/9186081785604662190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=9186081785604662190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/9186081785604662190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/9186081785604662190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/05/jubilate-v.html' title='JUBILATE V'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SEDRkwr_hxI/AAAAAAAAAJU/6-iueVn-3vE/s72-c/liveforthemoment.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-85722268662575708</id><published>2008-05-22T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T19:01:03.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>holidayyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SDYlQgr_hwI/AAAAAAAAAJM/-b3W48R1Awo/s1600-h/whydoyouhurtsomuch.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203387385055774466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SDYlQgr_hwI/AAAAAAAAAJM/-b3W48R1Awo/s320/whydoyouhurtsomuch.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;OH YES, oh yesyesyesyesyessss! It's FINALLY the holidays, time to relax, time to play, time to have fun. Let's not think about the horrible homework that the teachers always give cos they have nothing better to do. Let's not think about all the projects waiting to be completed by next term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Wow. Time sure flies. I still remember it being the march holidays, coming back from the march holidays, going through the absolutely torturous days of my life, being stupid, and having fun with my friends. Talking about friends, some people can really be a b**** sometimes. Sorry for my horrible language, but it's really so piss-y-fying to think that one minute she can be all nice, and the next, she says you "ruined her day" and that i'm "immature and stupid". Hello, you're TWO years younger than me, and if I'M immature, then what does THAT make you? Well, i bet you know who you are, and if you ever see this, i hope you know just how hurt you make me feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Oh nevermind. I shan't go all moody and annoyed like how i was yesterday. It's the holidays, i'm happy now, and no one's gonna ruin that. :] oh yes, and FINALLY on wednesday i'm gonna get my birthday present that wan ting, mandi, crystal and jolene owe me from last year. Like, HAHA, it's almost been a year! ;DD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Okay. I'd better go and practice my piano... I have lesson in 15minutes time, and i haven't practiced for one week. Haha, i know i'm very diligent! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-85722268662575708?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/85722268662575708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=85722268662575708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/85722268662575708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/85722268662575708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/05/holidayyy.html' title='holidayyy'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SDYlQgr_hwI/AAAAAAAAAJM/-b3W48R1Awo/s72-c/whydoyouhurtsomuch.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-1334691483918946565</id><published>2008-05-18T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T03:50:08.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SDAJ0q_chDI/AAAAAAAAAJE/y8JkZNX39D4/s1600-h/theworldisascaryplacewithoutyou.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201668370111169586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SDAJ0q_chDI/AAAAAAAAAJE/y8JkZNX39D4/s320/theworldisascaryplacewithoutyou.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;We performed at NYGH as a guest choir on friday. I wouldn't say it was fantastic, but we weren't that bad either. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I'm glad it's the last week of school already. Just three more days. I will survive, i think. Luckily all the main projects (e.g. maths, history and some other crap) are all over. The past two weeks was living hell, where we spent three quarters of our available time after school doing projects, projects and more projects until 11+ or so at night. It was tiring, and some people are just so irresponsible, it really pisses me off sometimes. But hey, nevermind. It's over, and i don't wanna think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Common tests for this term are all over too. Bio simply sucked, and i'm 99% sure that i'm gonna fail. And why? Cos i was simply too lazy to study, and so obviously i couldn't answer alot of questions. But rahh, wth. My PPR results this term already sucks, it won't make much of a difference even if i did well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Lord i give you my heart, i give you my soul, i live for you alone. Every breath that i take, every moment i'm awake, Lord have your way in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-1334691483918946565?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/1334691483918946565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=1334691483918946565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/1334691483918946565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/1334691483918946565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/05/lalalar.html' title='lalalar'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SDAJ0q_chDI/AAAAAAAAAJE/y8JkZNX39D4/s72-c/theworldisascaryplacewithoutyou.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-6238923397341533366</id><published>2008-05-11T02:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T02:10:47.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SCa4B6_chCI/AAAAAAAAAI8/4ICYAJFNW1I/s1600-h/ivebeenwaitingforamiracle.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199045163000562722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SCa4B6_chCI/AAAAAAAAAI8/4ICYAJFNW1I/s320/ivebeenwaitingforamiracle.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Break my heart for what breaks yours, everything I am for your kingdom's cause, show me how to love like you have loved me..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I'm feeling so stressed out by projects, i feel like i can't breathe. Maths itself is already killing me, then there's history which is due on wednesday, and my group hasn't done anything! Nothing! ): why must the school make all the projects due around the same time? Did they really think that if they gave us the project in like say week 5 or 6, we'll start doing it then? Ha, if they did, then they're obviously wrong. Oh whatever. I just felt like crapping all this out, so here I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Jesus is my only salvation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-6238923397341533366?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/6238923397341533366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=6238923397341533366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/6238923397341533366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/6238923397341533366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='):'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SCa4B6_chCI/AAAAAAAAAI8/4ICYAJFNW1I/s72-c/ivebeenwaitingforamiracle.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-2872789119458866357</id><published>2008-05-07T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T04:49:32.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>projects, projects, and more projects</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SCQ6GIM5woI/AAAAAAAAAI0/GBmJxK9vNpY/s1600-h/iwanttohearyourvoiceoutloud.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198343746847621762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SCQ6GIM5woI/AAAAAAAAAI0/GBmJxK9vNpY/s320/iwanttohearyourvoiceoutloud.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Rah. Projects are just piling up everyone's desks, and we're all literally drowning in them. Let's see. There's IPW, History, Maths Playground, C.lit (how dumb and ridiculous), Science (ahhhh! my group hasn't even started on the experiment! :/ )... There's probably more, just that i don't remember. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm glad Macbeth's over... Though it was seriously kinda fun :D it was totally hilarious too lah... Melissa kept laughing cos the bubbles kept popping on me and that made me laugh too. :DD haha, i know you have no idea what i'm talking about, but nevermind. We thought we were gonna screw up badly, but we did relatively fine, i'll have to say! Yay us (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Looking forward to the NY concert and Jubilate. Though i have completely no idea (or just VERY LITTLE IDEA) how to sing the Sop 2 part for Firefly and Dancing Song, i THINK i'll survive. If i don't get confused between the A2 part and the S1 part (cos they're so loud i sometimes end up singing their part too). Oh gah, i'm talking no sense again. Oh whatever, who cares (: but singing makes me happy, doesn't it make you happy too? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Toodles. Now don't say my blog's dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-2872789119458866357?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/2872789119458866357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=2872789119458866357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/2872789119458866357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/2872789119458866357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/05/projects-projects-and-more-projects.html' title='projects, projects, and more projects'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SCQ6GIM5woI/AAAAAAAAAI0/GBmJxK9vNpY/s72-c/iwanttohearyourvoiceoutloud.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-3449109659690093635</id><published>2008-04-25T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T02:56:57.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>e-learning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SBGq1DOI0KI/AAAAAAAAAIs/SvUIPF6GwZA/s1600-h/immature.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193119673709285538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SBGq1DOI0KI/AAAAAAAAAIs/SvUIPF6GwZA/s320/immature.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; Had e-learning yesterday and today, so NO SCHOOL! :DD bet all you non-SNG people are jealous! ;D nah, just kidding. E-learning isn't as nice as it seems to be lah... I spent around 8 hours yesterday online, trying like a complete idiot to finish all the work. Well in the end i obviously did, but i think my eyesight has probably worsened alot and my degree has also probably gone up tons. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Went to Swee En's house today. HUGE isn't even the right word to describe it lah! It's simply... HUMONGOUSLYENORMOUSLYHUGELYLARGELYbiiiiiiig. And nice. Now i know what Wen Xia meant when she said there was a swimming pool surrounding her house! It was so darn cool lah! We (aka me, mel, huijuan, cheryl and shang meei) amused ourselves by dipping our feet into the cool water and splashing our feet around. Hahas... Swee En's two white maltese were damn cute lah! Gosh, she's so freaking rich and so freaking lucky. And she's nice too ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I'm so bored. And you must be too since you even bother reading my posts. Haha xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-3449109659690093635?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/3449109659690093635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=3449109659690093635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/3449109659690093635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/3449109659690093635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/04/e-learning.html' title='e-learning!'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SBGq1DOI0KI/AAAAAAAAAIs/SvUIPF6GwZA/s72-c/immature.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-2364214314120580069</id><published>2008-04-18T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T02:40:25.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last week (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SBGm-DOI0JI/AAAAAAAAAIk/UAWWmFOyW5g/s1600-h/everythinggoodinlifeiseitherillegalimmoralorfattening.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193115430281597074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SBGm-DOI0JI/AAAAAAAAAIk/UAWWmFOyW5g/s320/everythinggoodinlifeiseitherillegalimmoralorfattening.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yesyes, i decided i MUST post for the sake of all you hui lin fans who's just DYING to know more about my life. HAHA anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday (10Apr) : went to moral home for the disabled. it was so freaking FUN! basically, we just like played 'londen bridge is falling down' with the people there. and playing other totally coolio games with the people there ((: at first i had a pretty strange feeling... guess i probably wasn't used to those sort of things. but after that, it was totally fun and i'm sure everyone who went would agree! ;DD&lt;br /&gt;Saturday (12Apr) : went to science centre for some life science workshop thingo. it was kinda boring... but fooling around after that was really hysterical :DD and after that, at around 5 something (drumrolls... this is THE most exciting part ;D) we kinda met with an accident on the way to my grandmother's house. this STUPID van kinda CRASHED into the back of the car (yes, with me, my sis, my mum and my maid) all inside. see, it was at a traffic light. the light turned amber, so obviously my mum stopped the car. well, apparently the stupid driver of the stupid van thought we were going to speed past the traffic light. but HELLO, there was a CAMERA! so yeah. crash, bang, angry mum, dad not in singapore so uncle came to help settle the problems. well. at least we didn't have to pay a single cent... and while waiting for the car to be repaired, we could actually take a cab anywhere we wanted to and claim insurance for it. so cool right! haha... and so we obviously did. ;D how mean, yes.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday (13Apr) : went for NJC choir concert at VCH. omg, they were like SUPER good lah! it was totally worth the $15. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. My week. How eventful, no? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-2364214314120580069?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/2364214314120580069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=2364214314120580069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/2364214314120580069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/2364214314120580069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/04/last-week.html' title='last week (:'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SBGm-DOI0JI/AAAAAAAAAIk/UAWWmFOyW5g/s72-c/everythinggoodinlifeiseitherillegalimmoralorfattening.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-5199268778056726205</id><published>2008-04-09T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T03:05:43.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHOIR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R_yU6w0m2oI/AAAAAAAAAIc/YLrrLNp1L-k/s1600-h/neverforgetthepeoplewhomadeyouwhoyouare.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187184608082844290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R_yU6w0m2oI/AAAAAAAAAIc/YLrrLNp1L-k/s320/neverforgetthepeoplewhomadeyouwhoyouare.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;OH GOSH. I've been "tentatively" transferred to sop2. Double oh gosh. Like, can you believe it? I've been an alto2 for like my entire time in choir and now they want me to sing 2 sections higher. Hilarious, much. Urgh. Oh well. I guess there's nothing i can do about it now except to pray that i get back in A2... i mean, i think the people in sop2 are really nice and all but i still feel happier in A2... i've already gotten so close to the people there, i REALLY don't wanna move... :CCC huilin feels depressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-5199268778056726205?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/5199268778056726205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=5199268778056726205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/5199268778056726205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/5199268778056726205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/04/choir.html' title='CHOIR'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R_yU6w0m2oI/AAAAAAAAAIc/YLrrLNp1L-k/s72-c/neverforgetthepeoplewhomadeyouwhoyouare.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-171532805340035980</id><published>2008-03-29T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T00:35:47.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIESTA 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R-3xIw0m2nI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ON4ySiNchWE/s1600-h/livelifetothefullest.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183063879020108402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R-3xIw0m2nI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ON4ySiNchWE/s320/livelifetothefullest.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;OMG. Fiesta was so... Wild. I saw hui yu and wenqi... Heehees. It was really fun though... 2P's kueh and BBQ chicken stall had really good business. (esp the BBQ chicken one! We finished selling 1000 wings by 1.30... and fiesta only ends at 5... Lol) Yepp. But it was kinda tiring standing there for a few hours serving all the customers... But it was definitely worth it ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Wells. Just thought i'd like to post after a long time. Haha. Anyway. Gonna bathe now. Tata! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-171532805340035980?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/171532805340035980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=171532805340035980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/171532805340035980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/171532805340035980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/03/fiesta-08.html' title='FIESTA 08'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R-3xIw0m2nI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ON4ySiNchWE/s72-c/livelifetothefullest.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-6353052792718947082</id><published>2008-02-12T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T02:49:54.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R7F5xIyYJRI/AAAAAAAAAIM/gHP3h53xvVk/s1600-h/ihopeyouhadthetimeofyourlife.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166044132650001682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R7F5xIyYJRI/AAAAAAAAAIM/gHP3h53xvVk/s320/ihopeyouhadthetimeofyourlife.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Did CIP at Red Cross Home for the Disabled today. It was quite fun actually. The choir people (aka Denise, Carissa and myself) sang songs for the people. Mainly kimi o nosete. The people there are really pitiful... Most of them were bedridden and they were all so skinny and weak. The youngest patient was only 4 years old! I hope we managed to be of some help though... Personally i thought i was pretty useless there. Lol, i mean, it was mainly the nurses who were looking after the patients and stuff. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Had Badminton for P.E today. OMG i must say i'm totally HOPELESS at it lah! I can't even serve the shuttlecock properly. And the stupid wind made it even harder to hit it. Heh. Oh well. It's only for 3 lessons. I WILL SURVIVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-6353052792718947082?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/6353052792718947082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=6353052792718947082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/6353052792718947082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/6353052792718947082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/02/cip.html' title='CIP'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R7F5xIyYJRI/AAAAAAAAAIM/gHP3h53xvVk/s72-c/ihopeyouhadthetimeofyourlife.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-3694046752638127437</id><published>2008-02-08T22:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T22:27:45.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R61H1oyYJQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/0YHggZQLy6Q/s1600-h/teenagestupidity.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164863334471181570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R61H1oyYJQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/0YHggZQLy6Q/s320/teenagestupidity.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Happy CNY everyone! Wishing you guys a happy and prosperous new year, and joy and happiness all year round! Hahas. =DD CNY celebration in school was pretty lame, i've got to admit. But the dance and CO people were really good! Hees. Went to borders yesterday (cuz my uncle gave us some voucher/card thingo with $100 to spend)... and believe it or not, i only got to buy 4 books and 1 CD (Insomniatic by Aly and AJ!). And i thought $100 was alot! Ha. My sister got $50 only and she bought like 5 books. Oh well. Got a new Crumpler bag too. I had to use my angpao money though. So i'm pretty much broke now, HAHA. My mum just refused to pay for it, cos she was complaining it was too expensive BLAHBLAHBLAH. Lol. OK i gotta go bai nian now. Let's see when's the next time i decide to post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-3694046752638127437?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/3694046752638127437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=3694046752638127437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/3694046752638127437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/3694046752638127437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny.html' title='CNY (:'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R61H1oyYJQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/0YHggZQLy6Q/s72-c/teenagestupidity.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-9028356689261525003</id><published>2008-02-03T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T23:52:30.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R6bEFrMZLwI/AAAAAAAAAH8/LuEW1NX84tQ/s1600-h/totallyhappy.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163029624599949058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R6bEFrMZLwI/AAAAAAAAAH8/LuEW1NX84tQ/s320/totallyhappy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;HAHA. Hui Lin decides to post again. Lol. Hmm. I'm bored. That's why i've got nothing better to do than to do THIS. Oh well. School's fine, just totally hate my teacher for changing our seats so many times... It's like the third time we've changed seats in 6 weeks lor. And it's freaking irritating, cuz i bet it's HIS fault that we've gotta change places. AGAIN. XP gah... But whatever. I'm not gonna let him ruin my happy mood today (: choir's as great as ever. The sec1 juniors are pretty nice. :D we sang pretty okay last thursday!! Considering the fact that we only had 2 weeks to learn and memorise those 2 uber cheena songs okay! Hahas. And my mum finally agreed to let me change my phone! But she'll only do so when my 2 year plan thingo for my current phone expires... which is quite some time later. OH WELL. But at least she promised... Haha xDD ok. Getting seriously lame and bored now. Will post whenever i feel like doing so again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;And to Helen, if you ever read this, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY! Missing you loads... Love ya forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-9028356689261525003?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/9028356689261525003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=9028356689261525003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/9028356689261525003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/9028356689261525003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/02/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R6bEFrMZLwI/AAAAAAAAAH8/LuEW1NX84tQ/s72-c/totallyhappy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-1283925103510367784</id><published>2008-01-21T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T03:01:21.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY DEAD BLOGGY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R5R7Z2VSo2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/Ef1Frbj_xYU/s1600-h/itstoolatetoapologise.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157883157257823074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R5R7Z2VSo2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/Ef1Frbj_xYU/s320/itstoolatetoapologise.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wahaha. This blog is so dead. And i'm not gonna do anything to revive it. Hehes. There's reallyreallyreally nothing to post about anymore, ya know. Sec2 life's been pretty much ok, kinda similar to Sec1 i suppose. But obviously with more tests and projects and stuff lah. Shan't post bout the bird-mass thingo cuz i suppose many people have done so already, so haha. Anyway. Liking my class/classmates more each day. [HAHA WE'VE GOT A WHITEBOARD!! not that stupid greenboard thingy which is really very dumb and useless] haha. Ok whatever. Gotta go learn ting xie now. Sighs. Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-1283925103510367784?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/1283925103510367784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=1283925103510367784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/1283925103510367784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/1283925103510367784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-dead-bloggy.html' title='MY DEAD BLOGGY'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R5R7Z2VSo2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/Ef1Frbj_xYU/s72-c/itstoolatetoapologise.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-6382940425046272286</id><published>2008-01-11T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T03:12:13.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new class (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R4dO2GVSo1I/AAAAAAAAAHs/s8Nb1VuSt94/s1600-h/someone1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154174989868639058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R4dO2GVSo1I/AAAAAAAAAHs/s8Nb1VuSt94/s320/someone1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Heyys. Can't post for long... So this will just be a short post. My new class is fine, i guess. New people. Most of them are pretty friendly. A pretty different experience from primary school. Change of topic: Can't seem to understand my maths teacher (heh, like duh.) so interest is pretty crappy and non-understandable. Oh wells. At least i've got maths tuition. Had bio test today. It wasn't that hard. Not as hard as i expected, i suppose. Ok. Shall post more when i have the time. Toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-6382940425046272286?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/6382940425046272286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=6382940425046272286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/6382940425046272286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/6382940425046272286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-class.html' title='new class (:'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R4dO2GVSo1I/AAAAAAAAAHs/s8Nb1VuSt94/s72-c/someone1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-7246783648953787327</id><published>2007-12-30T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T05:05:03.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R3eXLWVSo0I/AAAAAAAAAHk/I4TqwGBP80g/s1600-h/wallsmaycrumble....png"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149750920150688578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R3eXLWVSo0I/AAAAAAAAAHk/I4TqwGBP80g/s320/wallsmaycrumble....png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Hello once again! Hui Lin's BACK! Haha. Hope everyone had a fun christmas/ holiday! I can't believe the holidays are coming to an end so soon. I enjoyed myself alot in HK. The shopping... The food... Disneyland... The "family" time my family and i spent together after a long time... Ahhh. It was really like a dream come true! Disneyland was exceptionally splendid this time round. The fireworks were really beautiful as we were given some 3D glasses thingy to look through, and everything that has light would appear like snowflakes (yes, including the fireworks and the lamps and tree lights, etc.) i bought lots of uber cheap stuff (e.g. you can get a pair of jeans for $15 ) from some place called Stanley Market too. The things/ brands there are fake (well, yeah obviously) but they're of surprisingly good quality. My mum was super shocked when she realised how much money yours truly spent (HAHAHA) so i guess you can imagine the number of things i bought in HK! LOL. Spent my xmas in Macau. We had to take a 1hour turbojet ride from HK to Macau. It was a good experience, really. Ate lots of great food there, one of my favourite being the roasted goose (haha it sounds gross but it's DAMN nice i tell you) but the amount of walking we did there probably made up for all the food that we ate so HAHA i've not grown much fatter! XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Haiz. I can't believe that me, wan ting and mandi are "separated". But oh well. I guess we've just gotta "accept the fact"... "as we go on, we remember, all the times we've had together..." SIGHS. Anyway. Being separated isn't a very bad thing if you think about it. We'll all have a chance to make new friends. And anyway, we're still in the same school so meeting up for recess or something is definitely a big possibility. The best two classes next year would be 2D and 2F. And smart people like Felicia, Blenda, Denise, Shin Wei, Victoria, Alana, etc. are all obviously in either one of the two classes. I'll definitely miss 1P, especially all the fun we spent together as a class. Hope we'll continue to keep in touch though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-7246783648953787327?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/7246783648953787327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=7246783648953787327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/7246783648953787327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/7246783648953787327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/12/hk.html' title='HK'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R3eXLWVSo0I/AAAAAAAAAHk/I4TqwGBP80g/s72-c/wallsmaycrumble....png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-7178128543371490704</id><published>2007-12-12T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T02:54:00.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIBERNATE (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R1-9iAGUBJI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ei4hp8evIOU/s1600-h/maybethereisbeautyingoodbye.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143037691320075410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R1-9iAGUBJI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ei4hp8evIOU/s320/maybethereisbeautyingoodbye.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Oh pffft. Really have nothing to post about anymore. Life's just getting less interesting each day. Bah. Supposed to go out today, but i couldn't cuz i had a flu. OH GAH. Talk about unlucky. XP so i'm stuck at home tutoring my sister (and NOT getting paid for it) and just simply rotting and growing old. Literally. Well. I just can't wait for Sunday! Then i can finally get my butt somewhere else other than my own house. Yeah. So i'll be 'hibernating'. (not like i haven't been doing so, LOL) For two weeks at least. Uh huh, i'll be going to Hong Kong (yes, AGAIN) for the fourth time. Oh well. Call me crazy, i don't mind. Glad i've finished all my holiday homework, so more time to rot and do practically nothing. Ok whatever. Bye people! Hui Lin starts hibernating... NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-7178128543371490704?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/7178128543371490704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=7178128543371490704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/7178128543371490704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/7178128543371490704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/12/hibernate.html' title='HIBERNATE (:'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R1-9iAGUBJI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ei4hp8evIOU/s72-c/maybethereisbeautyingoodbye.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-6021791706581033515</id><published>2007-11-25T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T23:16:14.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R0pyqmD_DqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/9NCHRT4eyt8/s1600-h/theoneswho.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137044401066806946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R0pyqmD_DqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/9NCHRT4eyt8/s320/theoneswho.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Firstly, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY to my DEAREST little sister [aka, germ the worm. haha!] ok. That isn't the most exciting thing that happened on the 22nd though. At around 9.30pm, there was a fire in my condo. Worst still, it was in my block. On the 7th floor. Luckily my house wasn't affected, cuz i live on the 10th floor and the unit's not really near mine. But it was still freakishly scary kays! At first, i didn't even know there was a fire. Until my neighbour called my house and told us to "open the door quick!" without any reason. Well we did just what she said, opened the door and saw her running towards our house shouting "Fire on 7th floor! Go up to my house quick!" then we were like "eh? OHOH!! Fire! Quickly! Off the light! Off the TV!" that sorta thing. Yepp. Then the security guards came and told us to go to the void deck. And we had to run down 11 storeys (i was in my neighbour's house) lor. Haiz. Haha. There were fire engines and stuff. It was pretty cool. Heard from neighbours that the owner of the house wasn't in, so they had to break down the door and stuff. Hehes. The cause of the fire was an overloaded socket which melted, causing a fire and burning their sofa and curtains. Haha, end of story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-6021791706581033515?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/6021791706581033515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=6021791706581033515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/6021791706581033515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/6021791706581033515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/11/fire.html' title='FIRE!'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R0pyqmD_DqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/9NCHRT4eyt8/s72-c/theoneswho.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-511367939485656273</id><published>2007-11-20T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T23:06:30.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the busiest holiday ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R0PVo2D_DpI/AAAAAAAAAHM/diLl2X57oq8/s1600-h/wishingyouwerehere.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135182897816211090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R0PVo2D_DpI/AAAAAAAAAHM/diLl2X57oq8/s320/wishingyouwerehere.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Haha. Haven't posted in ages. I realised this is what i say everytime i post. Oh wells. Anyway... the choir concert thingy was okay. We came in fourth. Out of 12 choirs, so i must say, we WERE pretty good! xDD LOL. I thought that we did pretty well. I think we could have gotten second or third if we weren't competing against JCs like NJC and Hwa Chong [they're really good...] uh huh. And TKGS came in third. So you see. We COULD have gotten second if it was only secondary schools competing! Hehes. The prize was some voucher thingo... so not a big loss lah. Haha. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;16th November was ok. Went to school. Prize presentation. Got our Connexio and Connexion. I looked really dumb in the photo lor! Haha. Oh yes, our class got 2nd for the 'Fun Game'. Not bad eh? =D we got a prize okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Did CIP with the choir at Ju Eng home yesterday. It was a really... enriching experience for me. The old folk's there are really pitiful... they're either abandoned by their families or they don't even have a family. There was this 13 year old boy there too. He's blind and sickly... i really don't think he deserves to be in the home. We sang quite a number of songs at each level, then went to interact with the old folks. It was pretty tiring, after standing for 2 hours just singing and singing and singing. But i still enjoyed myself, in a sense that i knew we were doing something for the people at Ju Eng Home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;This holiday's gonna be a really stupid one. There's so much holiday homework. And i can't be bothered to do anything. But i've gotta get my Sec2 books soon and start on my work asap... cuz i won't have time after i come back from my holiday. (yes, to Hong Kong again. Sighs... but at least we're going SOMEWHERE.) haizhaizhaiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Lastly... just wanted to wish Wan Ting a HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY! Hees. Sorry this post came late! x) love ya! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-511367939485656273?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/511367939485656273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=511367939485656273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/511367939485656273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/511367939485656273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/11/busiest-holiday-ever.html' title='the busiest holiday ever'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/R0PVo2D_DpI/AAAAAAAAAHM/diLl2X57oq8/s72-c/wishingyouwerehere.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-5490588583484846273</id><published>2007-11-13T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T03:17:47.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 'holidays'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RzmHffLTw4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/Zs8jtpwuCMA/s1600-h/sweetrevenge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132282225380017026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RzmHffLTw4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/Zs8jtpwuCMA/s320/sweetrevenge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;HEYERS! There's really nothing much to post about these days... aka, life's boring. Okay. I've said that already in my previous post, but it's true! Like i said before, this holiday's mainly filled with choir practice. Then there's this performance thingy at HCI on Saturday. Not a very grand performance like SYF. Just a little 'competition' between dunno how many schools, our main conductor and some other people being the judges. Yupps. The songs we're singing are pretty nice. Don't ask why, but i like 听弹琴. HEH i said don't ask why! Firstly, i know it's a chinese song and secondly, it's not an easy song to sing... but i still like it. And DO NOT QUESTION MY LIKINGS! Thank you. Okok, just kidding. xDD Vacuum's okay too. Except we just go 'doo', 'doot', 'dn', 'dwee' pretty much the whole song. (except for the 'yabadaba' part) okok, most of you probably don't know what i'm crapping about but ANYWAYS. I shall continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Woohoo! Finally finished one of my holiday homework. Heyyy... at least i did SOMETHING! Lol. Just finished with the english and e.lit thingy. Oh wait. Does that count as two pieces of homework even though i just need to print two copies of it? Ahahaha oh well. x) i REALLY envy all the Primary Sixes now. I remember last year around this time, i'll probably be slacking all the way... and not bothering about stupid homework anymore. It was probably the best time i've ever had in school! And made me enjoy school alot. Unlike nowadays. &gt;.&lt;&gt; well, i guess that's life, baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-5490588583484846273?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/5490588583484846273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=5490588583484846273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/5490588583484846273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/5490588583484846273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/11/holidays.html' title='the &apos;holidays&apos;'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RzmHffLTw4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/Zs8jtpwuCMA/s72-c/sweetrevenge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-8104382497954215564</id><published>2007-11-06T03:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T03:30:27.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday = not holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RzBQMCTWyoI/AAAAAAAAAG8/pWFbCLP_W7s/s1600-h/inadequate.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129688143281703554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RzBQMCTWyoI/AAAAAAAAAG8/pWFbCLP_W7s/s320/inadequate.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Why do they even call it a holiday when they give us homework to be handed in next year? I really don't get it. Gah. As you can probably tell by now, I haven't started on a single piece of holiday homework yet. Ha... I really can't be bothered. Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;This holiday is mostly filled with choir practices for me. Next week there's 4 days of choir. Oh, I CAN'T WAIT. o.O but seriously. We're not even going for the Italy trip or whatever anymore... so why are there still so many practices after the 17th Nov concert? Oh well. I shan't comment any further. But choir's still fun, all in all. I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Okay. My PPR results. Hmmm... I would say i'm pretty satisfied with my results, although there's definitely "room for improvement". Lol. But it was okay lah, really. I really hope that i can get into a class with my Mandi and Wan Ting! Wow that would really be a dream come true. Haha. I mean, it would really be damn qiao3 if we all DO get into the same class... but EXPECT THE UNEXPECTED! XD lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Haiz. This holiday is... boring? Oh wow. This is the first time i'm ever saying that. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Oh yes. HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY BINNY! Sorry for wishing you this so late! &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-8104382497954215564?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/8104382497954215564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=8104382497954215564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/8104382497954215564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/8104382497954215564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/11/holiday-not-holiday.html' title='holiday = not holiday'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RzBQMCTWyoI/AAAAAAAAAG8/pWFbCLP_W7s/s72-c/inadequate.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-6848906697558553684</id><published>2007-10-28T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T21:39:25.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sec one life and more</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RyVj3iTWynI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Y5va2Gvu8Hs/s1600-h/lifeisbutadream.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126613556583123570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RyVj3iTWynI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Y5va2Gvu8Hs/s320/lifeisbutadream.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Oh wow. I haven't blogged for quite a while. So i suppose this would be a pretty long post... Hehe. I can't believe it's the holidays already. My Sec1 life has whooshed past just like that. I still remember in December last year, my cousins were all telling me how Sec1 life would be, the big adjustment in terms of environment, subjects and the hours in school, the number of CCA days a week, etc. I have to admit i was pretty reluctant to face the new 'challenge', mostly because i was scared i suppose. But now, i find that secondary school life is really not that bad. Yes, i have to admit that it is indeed more tiring, with all the projects and CCA and stuff, but in the end, i guess i still managed to cope pretty well. The first term was definitely living hell for me, i suppose cuz i haven't adjusted to secondary school life and all, but now, secondary school life is just kind of like... normal? Un-scary? Or however you would describe it. Now, secondary school life is pretty fun. Haha you may think i'm crazy or something, but it's true. I'm not saying that secondary school life is better than primary school life or anything, but in secondary school, i find that i've learnt much more valuable things. The friends i have now have taught me many important lessons in life, be it good or bad. But i've learnt to cherish what i have now, and not ask for too much. My diary has definitely played a very important role this year. I would just write and write and write non-stop about whatever i experienced, especially the difficult times i experienced, the unfairness in life, the bitches in the world, the heartache i experienced, etc. But now, all of that 'heartache' and 'sadness' have vanished. I've learnt not to hold any grudges against others, and reflect on myself and my actions. Sometimes, i have only myself to blame. I guess i have to be happy that i am living life pretty 'peacefully' now. I've found a group of friends, i now realise who my true friends are, and the word 'irritating' is found in everyone, so it's pretty normal for anyone to be irritating at some point in time. Hah. x) ok... enough of the melodrama. I shall recap what else has happened in the past week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Enrichment week --&gt; It wasn't as bad as i thought it would be... Had quite alot of fun actually. Especially in Kampong Glam and in Science centre. In Kampong Glam, we basically just took loads of pictures. Heard that we seemed to be kind of attention seeking when we went there... Just wanted to say that it totally wasn't intentional. We just wanted to have a bit of fun. (: anyway. Science centre was ok too, except that we had to sit in that lecture like room for quite a while to listen to the person talk. But we (meaning me, WT, Mandi, Jolene, Shermae and Crystal) weren't paying much attention lah. Haha. ((: as for our drama performance, i think we did quite ok. Truth was good. Haha duh, they're in drama class. I was pretty surprised that they got second and not first though. Oh well. Life is unfair right? XD Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Marking days --&gt; Marking day = Holiday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Haha yepp. And there was quite alot of 'holidays' for us. Mostly went out with WT, Mandi, Jolene, Shermae and Crystal. On one marking day, we went to the playground at AMK (the one near the McDonald drive thru thingy) Had fun! Crystal was 2 hours late though. Am i surprised? No. On another marking day, we went to Suntec. Went there with our group and Shermae's friend Erica. (Erica's a nice girl, btw (((: ) we went from shop to shop, trying on clothes (and not buying them) and taking photos of us in them. Hehe. Got lots of stares from people, esp the shopkeepers. It was pretty embarrassing but had fun. =D never in my entire life would i imagine myself ever doing that. But oh well. Life is unpredictable! LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;27th October (Saturday) --&gt; Went to layer my hair. Now my hair is super short. It's still tie-a-ble, but it's SHORT. Something like Mandi's length. Haha. So if you're gonna be seeing me soon (e.g. at the Halloween party) don't be too shocked. Lol XD whether i look better now or last time, it's up to you to decide. Heehees. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Sighs. I miss 1 Purity already. =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-6848906697558553684?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/6848906697558553684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=6848906697558553684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/6848906697558553684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/6848906697558553684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/10/sec-one-life-and-more.html' title='sec one life and more'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RyVj3iTWynI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Y5va2Gvu8Hs/s72-c/lifeisbutadream.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-6004366516791853350</id><published>2007-10-17T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T02:22:39.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>enrichement week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RxXTW_-JpJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/3BYMJHRgbFU/s1600-h/everytimeiseeyourface.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122232543286502546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RxXTW_-JpJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/3BYMJHRgbFU/s320/everytimeiseeyourface.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Poop. Enrichment week for TWO WEEKS. Wth. Can life get anymore boring? &gt;.&lt;  but at least it's HOLIDAY for us after that. WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Went to some stupid Ancient Civilisation Museum today. The artefacts there were DAMN freaky mann. Me and WT were really freaked out by one that was 'bodyless' and its eyes were bulging out. Omg. FREAKYYY. Me, WT, Mandi, Jolene, Crystal, Shermae and um sometimes XX hung out most of the time there. Had lots of fun in the Tea place there. We tried doing some weird 3D puzzle thingy which Jolene saw no point in doing, but we wanted so stupidly to try and do it. But obviously, we didn't manage to get it right. Lol. But heck, we had fun. There was some thingy to 'dress up' too. And some weighing scale thingy. Haha. Then after that, Shermae had a stomach ache so we all went to the toilet. And were late for assembling. Miss __ quarrelled with the bus driver cuz after he let us on the bus, he closed the door and left Miss __ and some other teacher outside. It was damn funny, but obviously Miss __ didn't think so. Lol. Got a big scolding from her, saying crap like "It's always the same few girls who are late" and whatsoever. But WTH lah. According to my memory, it's the first time i'm late for this sort of thing this year. Shit her XP  oh whatever. At least some classmates are on OUR side! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Had the Southeast Asia Cultural Fair yesterday. I had fun (: although i must admit that i didn't really do much (paiseh! XP) i still think our class did pretty well. The people who were 'jia shao-ing' were really good! Especially Shin Wei. Lol. XD The other classes were really good too. All of the classes were creative and... good in oral presenting? LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Ok. I'm bored. And i shan't practice piano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-6004366516791853350?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/6004366516791853350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=6004366516791853350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/6004366516791853350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/6004366516791853350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/10/enrichement-week.html' title='enrichement week'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RxXTW_-JpJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/3BYMJHRgbFU/s72-c/everytimeiseeyourface.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-43835872080166015</id><published>2007-10-14T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T22:18:21.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STUPIDNESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RxL3_P-JpII/AAAAAAAAAGk/Tt-1eBuBl_Q/s1600-h/glamourous.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121428392264705154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RxL3_P-JpII/AAAAAAAAAGk/Tt-1eBuBl_Q/s320/glamourous.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yay. Holiday today. But i'm made to teach my sister homework. SHEESH. I'm so bored. There's nothing to do... We (me, WT, Mandi etc.) actually wanted to go out today but we decided not to. Heh. And now i'm regretting it. o.O Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Gah. My MP3 doesn't work. My iPod doesn't work either. And i don't have a single clue why. DOUBLE GAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ok. I'm being lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-43835872080166015?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/43835872080166015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=43835872080166015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/43835872080166015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/43835872080166015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/10/stupidness.html' title='STUPIDNESS'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RxL3_P-JpII/AAAAAAAAAGk/Tt-1eBuBl_Q/s72-c/glamourous.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-4828471689255902236</id><published>2007-10-12T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T22:53:20.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN TIME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RxBc_f-JpHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/9J4gHFW9EuA/s1600-h/mylifeismusicbuteverysongends.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120695022303945842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RxBc_f-JpHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/9J4gHFW9EuA/s320/mylifeismusicbuteverysongends.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nothing much to post about... Lol. Aha! I shall post about the SUPERB time i had on thursday! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thursday. Was a school holiday. Cuz got marking day. Yayers. Went out with WT, Mandi, Shermae, Jolene and Crystal. We met at the Macdonald's drive thru (near AMK library there) and had breakfast. We played at the playground there... Mostly just fooled around lah. Climbed up that pyramid thingy (which hurt my foot alot cuz i didn't wear shoes, how stupid, and wearing my slippers was difficult to climb so yeah). Then we played Marco Polo. Jolene climbed up some roof of the playground and got stuck there. It was a damn funny sight mann! XD then me and wan ting had to 'carry' her down. Lol. And she DROOLED in the process. Eww. But anyways. Also played 'walking catching', Mushroom and Ice and Melt (or Ice and Freeze or whatever). It was FUN+FUN+FUN i tell ya! =D then went back to Macs for a drink. We had some Double Chocolate thingy from the McCafe. It's HIGHLY RECOMMENDED! (: really. It's damn nice. While we (me, Shermae and WT) were buying the drink, we saw this Sugar Syrup thingy. Then we did something reaaally mean... we put the sugar syrup in a cup of water and gave it to Crystal. AHAHAHA. It was retarded, but funny. While enjoying our drinks, we played 'Tai Ti' in Macs too. Well, that was until we realised that we weren't allowed to do so. Haha. Went to Jolene's house after that. Played O2 Gem, Maple and Audition there. And of course, we played with Nike (: he's Wan Ting's supposed 'boyfriend'. Haha X) . Ordered pizza and ate it at Jolene's house. Ordered a Hawaiian Pizza and a Meat Supreme. The Meat Supreme was surprisingly nice. Lol! The pizza was quite cheap... $21.50 for 2. Not bad eh? But it was pretty small, and 5 of us (me, WT, Mandi, Shermae and Jolene... Crystal went home liao) finished it in 5 minutes. Talk about hungry! [and greedy as well lol] it was tons and tons of fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ahhh. It feels good to reminisce over/about/WHATEVER the good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-4828471689255902236?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/4828471689255902236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=4828471689255902236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/4828471689255902236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/4828471689255902236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/10/fun-time.html' title='FUN TIME!'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RxBc_f-JpHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/9J4gHFW9EuA/s72-c/mylifeismusicbuteverysongends.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-7489167128707056176</id><published>2007-10-09T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T07:15:02.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY BIRTHDAY! =]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RwuMOf-JpGI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3Qb-Q-CrcmU/s1600-h/onlythingleftistoletgo.png"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119339582164935778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RwuMOf-JpGI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3Qb-Q-CrcmU/s320/onlythingleftistoletgo.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I FEEL HAPPYYY&lt;/strong&gt;! =DD yepp! It's my birthday today! And who won't be happy on their birthday yeah? XD hahas. Anyways. Thank you so much, Shermae, Felicia, Hui Yu, Josephine and Si Jia for your presents! And to my neighbours too. They really spent so much money and all... and there wasn't even a party. AWW MAN. I feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well. Here's the list...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- Shermae: a really sweet apple-green hand towel, a red translucent Ikea cup, a nice crown keychain and a star, all wrapped in layers and layers of newspaper. Boy, i had a hard time opening them! But it was fun anyways. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- Felicia: a DAMNDAMN cute Tigger! I didn't think she would know that i liked Tigger! Heehee! Thanks alot Felicia! (aka, the brainiac. HA!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- Hui Yu: a CD that she burnt with many many songs. (41, to be precise) wowers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[ps: HY, i loved the songs. thanks!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- Josephine: a really sweet note and a damn cool keychain! THANKS A MILLION! I love it sooo much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- Si Jia: 5 ZIG markers! Thanks so much, SJ, for spending so much $$$... i feel so bad mann. XP but still, thanks alot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- Neighbours: a hot pink MP3 player (YES, a MP3 player! wow. i'm so lucky! XD) and HSM2 soundtrack. WOOHOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Each one of them are really unique and special to me in their own ways. =] And of course, thank you Wan Ting, Mandi, Xin Xian, Jolene, Crystal and Loren for your present [which i haven't received yet. o.O] hehes. =DD but don't worry, seeing that i'm a very &lt;em&gt;PATIENT&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;UNDERSTANDING&lt;/em&gt; lil' angel, i don't mind waiting a little longer. HAHA! Just kidding larh. But really. Take your time... i know that it must have been quite hard to arrange such a big group of people to share my present, so really. THANKS &lt;strong&gt;ALOTALOTALOTALOT&lt;/strong&gt;! =D i love you guys tons! Muacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ok. What else to post? Oh yes. Review tests. Haiz. Two words: I'm SCREWED. Literally. I did REALLY badly for Science. E.Lit as well. Nah, but science is still worse. ARGH. Chinese? Oh don't even talk about it. I did so miserably that i'm so darn embarrassed at my result. Blehx. And for geog and history, i can't say i did very well either. Double haiz. My maths was ok. Better than i expected. Heh. That's probably the only subject that can pull me up. The rest of them are simply hopeless. But i really really hope to get into the same Sec2 class as Wan Ting, Mandi and XX! But that's really kind of impossible since they're all super smart and i'm just like the 'black sheep' among them. XP triple haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh well. I shall stop wallowing in self-pity. Haa. Ok. I gotta go and sleep now. Good night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-7489167128707056176?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/7489167128707056176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=7489167128707056176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/7489167128707056176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/7489167128707056176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-feel-happyyy-dd-yepp-its-my-birthday.html' title='MY BIRTHDAY! =]'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RwuMOf-JpGI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3Qb-Q-CrcmU/s72-c/onlythingleftistoletgo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-3296705565139603244</id><published>2007-10-04T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T20:49:18.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RwW0Mf-JpFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/PWSOaf3QZh4/s1600-h/analogy1lifeislikeanonion.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117694678410044498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RwW0Mf-JpFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/PWSOaf3QZh4/s320/analogy1lifeislikeanonion.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Life. Life is fragile. From this big and unexpected thing that has happened, i now realise that God is really in control of everything. No one expected him to leave so soon. We just celebrated his birthday on Saturday. Then whoosh. On Wednesday, the Lord has taken him to heaven. Of course, grief and sadness overwhelmed all of us. Especially my grandmother. She cried. Cried everytime she thought of him. Cried everytime a visitor came. Cried everytime she went to the wake. She misses him dearly. Although i don't understand her dialect, i can tell from her tone and voice that she still doesn't believe all that has happened. All these just happened way too fast. I know my grandmother still wishes to see him, to talk to him one last time. But now, all is too late. All is gone. Just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yeah, my party's supposed to be held tomorrow. But because of this incident, no one is in the mood so it's cancelled. [btw, hope all of you involved are notified!] One month or more of planning and excitement just vanished in less than an hour. I know i've got to be understanding and stop being so self-centered, but i can't help feeling dejected. Sometimes i feel that life is really unfair. But who said that life was fair anyway? Life is really unpredictable. You won't know what's gonna happen tomorrow. No one knows, except for God. But all of us have got to just trust in him, and believe that whatever the Lord does has a purpose behind it. In everything bad that happens, some good has got to come out of it. It only depends on what kind of attitude we see things with. Take for example, this incident. Death isn't a really nice thing, but at least this made my cousins in Australia come back and visit my uncle and grandmother, who misses them alot. Hopefully, my grandmother would feel a little better knowing that her grandchildren are safe back here in Singapore. My mum was also very happy when she saw them, as we all didn't get a chance to see them for over a year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But i know, there are many other people out there who are in worse predicaments than i am now. However, they still live life happily, and put on a radiant smile on their faces everyday. I really admire them, just taking life in such a positive attitude, when their life starts to turn upsidedown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Anyway, just really wanted to say a big THANK YOU to wan ting, for helping me through this point in time. She is really what i would call a FANTABULOUS friend! She listened to my sorrows, and comforted me when i was down. She encouraged me, cared for me, and i know that i can count on her for help. Also a very big thank you for all who have shown me concern and love in one way or another, and also for being very understanding. One more thing... a special thanks to Mandi for giving me cookies and sour mix mentos which cheered me up alot! You all have made me feel happier, and know that even in the worst of times, you will be there. I love all of you guys alot! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-3296705565139603244?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/3296705565139603244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=3296705565139603244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/3296705565139603244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/3296705565139603244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/10/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RwW0Mf-JpFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/PWSOaf3QZh4/s72-c/analogy1lifeislikeanonion.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-8982721895233631251</id><published>2007-10-02T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T03:19:12.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>review tests OVER! =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RwIa0P-JpEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Th_nvDqqxg0/s1600-h/youremyrainbowinmyblackandwhiteworld.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116681611589035074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RwIa0P-JpEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Th_nvDqqxg0/s320/youremyrainbowinmyblackandwhiteworld.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REJOICE&lt;/strong&gt;, people, &lt;strong&gt;REJOICE&lt;/strong&gt;! Review tests are FINALLY over! Woohoo! Time to playyy and PARTAYYY! =DD haha! At last. No more stress! Although there is still the stupid 'cheng yu' test next tuesday (YES, unfortunately, on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; birthday. XP) hehe. Anyways. It isn't graded so i shan't give much damn about it. Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Today's bio test was ok. Can't say whether i'll pass or not though. I totally didn't study at all lah. Just briefly looked through. So i couldn't answer the questions on the last page about the smoking and whatever crap things lor. But wth lah. It's over already anyway. I don't expect myself to do very well so yepp. =] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Went to Jolene's house to see her dog. Her dog is damndamndamndamn cute lah! XD a very fluffy Pomeranian. Shall put up a picture of her dog (Nike) with wan ting and crystal later. You know when they say that a dog will look like its owner? I can totally say that Jolene and her dog are really alike lor! In terms of both characters and looks. (i.e., both of them are cute, both have very thick and fluffy hair -- haha, and both are HYPER. Literally.) Yepp. Jolene's dog kept jumping up and down. Me and crystal were pretty freaked out/scared be its 'hyperness', but we got used to it after awhile lah. Nike also kept licking Jolene's teeth (which was so damn disgusting lor). Ahahaha. XD but he's really really really really very cute. Although Jolene tortures him alot. LOL. (she claims it's to make him more... strong. Like, excuses much?!) HAHA! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Ok. Nothing better to post about anymore. Glad that i can start planning properly for this Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;BYE! I love me. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RwIaGv-JpDI/AAAAAAAAAF8/y4jz5RIvCn8/s1600-h/WT+and+crystal+with+NIKE.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116680829904987186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RwIaGv-JpDI/AAAAAAAAAF8/y4jz5RIvCn8/s320/WT+and+crystal+with+NIKE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-8982721895233631251?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/8982721895233631251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=8982721895233631251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/8982721895233631251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/8982721895233631251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/10/review-tests-over-d.html' title='review tests OVER! =D'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RwIa0P-JpEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Th_nvDqqxg0/s72-c/youremyrainbowinmyblackandwhiteworld.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-1750282165710704047</id><published>2007-10-01T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T01:36:35.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY CHILDREN'S DAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RwCxSf-JpCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/sIDYF8ubruI/s1600-h/loveisnotamaybething.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116284108070822946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RwCxSf-JpCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/sIDYF8ubruI/s320/loveisnotamaybething.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;HAPPY CHILDREN'S DAY EVERYONE! Heehee. Sighs... it's so unfair. Not just because we don't get to celebrate children's day now and my sister doesn't have school today and we have the 2 stupid science test today, but because children's day ALWAYS falls around the EOYs. And yepp. Because of the first reason as well. X) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Talking about the science tests... let's just say that i'll DEFINITELY fail. And if i pass... i'll kiss myself. Hahahaha! =] there was chem and physics paper today... they were given together, and we had one hour to complete the 2 papers. I finished kind of early, so was daydreaming for the last twenty minutes or so. Haiz. I can't stand review tests mann. They burn SO much of my brain cells! Especially the studying part. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sighs. I really wonder why some people like to boast so much. Is it just for self-pleasure? Or is it because they feel insecure? What makes things even worse, some people boast about stuff that totally aren't true at all. Which doesn't just make them some stuck-up brat, but a complete liar as well. Sometimes they really should reflect on themselves and not "do unto others what you don't what others do to you". It really applies to &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; in particular, which i won't mention. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Not only that. I also really ponder why some people like to compare marks so much. It really gets on my nerves sometimes. It makes me feel really stupid, especially if i've done really badly and they still pester me for my marks. Not just that, but they only ask for your marks if they've done well, so that they can boast about their marks in a more indirect way. Ha... all these leads to boasting again. SIGHS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Ok. If you know where i'm going to, or who i'm refering about, just keep it to yourself yeah? (: heehee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Ohh... just 5 more days to go! =DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Love ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;(especially wan ting, xin xian and mandi XD )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-1750282165710704047?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/1750282165710704047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=1750282165710704047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/1750282165710704047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/1750282165710704047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-childrens-day.html' title='HAPPY CHILDREN&apos;S DAY!'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RwCxSf-JpCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/sIDYF8ubruI/s72-c/loveisnotamaybething.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-3127473734366764520</id><published>2007-09-28T02:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T02:13:27.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JOLENE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RvzFj_-Jo-I/AAAAAAAAAFU/d3NeeL4cb04/s1600-h/Photo0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115180499044246498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RvzFj_-Jo-I/AAAAAAAAAFU/d3NeeL4cb04/s320/Photo0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RvzFmf-Jo_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/7IXCpeoMi8E/s1600-h/Photo0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115180541993919474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RvzFmf-Jo_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/7IXCpeoMi8E/s320/Photo0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RvzFo_-JpAI/AAAAAAAAAFk/aCIAIkpopjE/s1600-h/Photo0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115180584943592450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RvzFo_-JpAI/AAAAAAAAAFk/aCIAIkpopjE/s320/Photo0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RvzFhP-Jo9I/AAAAAAAAAFM/yE9iFTXIEsE/s1600-h/Jolene+XDDD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115180451799606226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RvzFhP-Jo9I/AAAAAAAAAFM/yE9iFTXIEsE/s320/Jolene+XDDD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay! Here are some pictures of jolene as promised. XD she's cute right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-3127473734366764520?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/3127473734366764520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=3127473734366764520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/3127473734366764520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/3127473734366764520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/09/jolene.html' title='JOLENE!'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RvzFj_-Jo-I/AAAAAAAAAFU/d3NeeL4cb04/s72-c/Photo0007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-6104785221685748273</id><published>2007-09-28T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T01:33:43.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>review tests</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/Rvy79f-Jo8I/AAAAAAAAAFE/vBoFHth0FoU/s1600-h/secret8iwishyouwouldcolourmyworld.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115169942014632898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/Rvy79f-Jo8I/AAAAAAAAAFE/vBoFHth0FoU/s320/secret8iwishyouwouldcolourmyworld.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'm SO glad that most of our review tests are over! Just left with the sciences. Haiz. I'm so gonna fail chem and physics mann. I did SUPER badly for the second chem test lah. Wan ting (aka the SMARTASS) got like damn high lor! I shan't say what she got... she'll kill me XD (right, wan ting?) X) anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The maths test yesterday was quite ok lah. At least i managed to finish the paper, unlike my mid-year review. Like Mdm Suah said, it &lt;em&gt;was &lt;/em&gt;easier than mid-year review. So hopefully i'll do better! Although i doubt so, cuz i bet i made alot of careless mistakes like i always do. Sighs. Aiyah, nevermind about that anymore since it's already over. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Still in the 'Marco Polo' phase. Except that we have more people playing with us! E.g., Jolene and some of her friends, Crystal, sometimes Shermae and of course the four of us (for you totally clueless people, they/we are: WT, XX, Mandi and myself). No offence to the totally clueless people. LOL! XD but i always feel sticky and sweaty after that... and we always get back to class either right on the dot or late. Haha! But it's still fun all the same. (: have i ever said that Jolene is so damn cute? If not, now i'm telling you, JOLENE IS SO DAMN CUTE! When anyone tickles her, she won't just scream. She'll jump around and start rolling on the floor. And she looks so funny! And cute. =DD i shall post some pictures of her after this. XD i bet she'll kill me when she sees herself on my blog! Hopefully she doesn't know i have one. AHAHAHA! But the pictures of her doesn't show that obvious how cute she is in person... For those who don't know her and is coming on the 6th of october to my _____, you can see how she looks like. =] her screaming, her laughter, her hair, her glasses, her braces, her hair... all of that makes her cute in her own unique way! When we were watching Romeo and Juliet today in the drama studio, Jolene made weird and 'extra' sound effects that were so damn funny lah! When Romeo and Juliet kissed, she went 'woohoo!' super loudly! And when they were about to kiss in another scene, she was like " kiss! kiss!" and the people around her (including myself, WT and mandi) laughed like siao. LOL! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Wan Ting taught me some really cool stuff yesterday and today. Like how to make a star using one hand, the pen thingy and some other stuff. (btw, she's damn pro at the pen thingy lah!) And she influenced alot of people to do the pen thingy. Like Lin Hui, Jolene, Jasmine, XX, Mandi and of course, me. Heehee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'd better go and finish my maths homework now. Then i shall be a good girl and start studying for science. (yepp. i haven't started yet. X] ) byyyye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-6104785221685748273?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/6104785221685748273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=6104785221685748273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/6104785221685748273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/6104785221685748273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/09/review-tests.html' title='review tests'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/Rvy79f-Jo8I/AAAAAAAAAFE/vBoFHth0FoU/s72-c/secret8iwishyouwouldcolourmyworld.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-6017167873210175654</id><published>2007-09-26T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T01:51:00.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mylife</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RvodUP-Jo3I/AAAAAAAAAEc/AUMI-X1lvc4/s1600-h/everystepthatitakeisanothermistaketoyou.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114432560554419058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RvodUP-Jo3I/AAAAAAAAAEc/AUMI-X1lvc4/s320/everystepthatitakeisanothermistaketoyou.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Yeah! Finally finished with Geog and History review tests. But there's still Maths and Science review test coming up. I'm really tired of studying and mugging just the day before the test. It makes me feel so... insecure and unsure. But there's really no more time to study, considering the fact that I am pretty lazy and not-so-hardworking. Haha XD I did REALLY badly for my HCL review test. I shan't say what i got cuz it's too embarrassingly HORRENDOUS. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Went to WT's house yesterday to do art project. We managed to complete quite alot of things. (e.g the folio and part of the construction) we're pretty pleased with ourselves. =DD heehee! Found out some shocking news... Anyways. Mandi's design for the label was REALLY COOL. She's so artistic mann! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Talking about artistic, we did some descriptive writing thingy during EL today. Mohanna asked some people to go up to the board and draw what the other person described (nvm if you don't know what i'm talking about, lol). Shin Wei and Jia Hui drew DAMNDAMN well lah! Esp. Jia Hui! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Me, WT, mandi and XX are having this 'Marco Polo' craze. (PS: i meant a game, not the person.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;haha. But it's really fun. (though you get ALOT of knocks and blueblacks here and there). Jolene, Shermae and Crystal joins us sometimes too. Jolene is SUPER cute when she plays it lah! She screams and shrieks [and is very easy to catch]. Lol! =D same for crystal! As for shermae, she brought much surprise to all of us. I didn't know she was such a good 'climber'! She's always so demure, polite and gentle... we really didn't expect her to be like that! But that's a good thing of course! Ahh! My pretty and talented ex-angel! =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Hmmm. It was my mother's birthday on the 22nd. Went to Fullerton Hotel to have her birthday dinner. The food there was nice (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Blehs. I'm getting lame. Having tuition soon anyway. BYE! Me loves you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-6017167873210175654?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/6017167873210175654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=6017167873210175654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/6017167873210175654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/6017167873210175654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/09/mylife.html' title='mylife'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RvodUP-Jo3I/AAAAAAAAAEc/AUMI-X1lvc4/s72-c/everystepthatitakeisanothermistaketoyou.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-4559415320633759367</id><published>2007-09-19T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T04:10:26.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RvEDjYQAhBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/B7c9Dc4ueGs/s1600-h/hardestrightthing.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111870958382122002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RvEDjYQAhBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/B7c9Dc4ueGs/s320/hardestrightthing.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;AHHHHH! I finally changed my blogskin! =DDD i feel HAPPY. Yayers! Thank you, wan ting, for introducing me to this blogskin! It's so pink and black -- my favourite colours! Woohoo! Wan Ting WAN SUI! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just came back from school... haven't even bathed yet. I had great fun today. Me, WT, XX and Mandi stayed back for a 'group study' session. We were supposed to study for Geog and History review test but ended up doing Maths homework than going off to play 'Marco Polo'. It's a DAMN fun game i tell you! =D you should play it some day. Heehee! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Haiz. Nothing better to post. Shall post again someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HUI LIN LOVES YOU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-4559415320633759367?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/4559415320633759367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=4559415320633759367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/4559415320633759367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/4559415320633759367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/09/ahhhhh-i-finally-changed-my-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RvEDjYQAhBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/B7c9Dc4ueGs/s72-c/hardestrightthing.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-8978198199644803180</id><published>2007-09-18T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T03:46:56.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/Ru-sZ6-qVHI/AAAAAAAAAEM/KK19uulJ_24/s1600-h/dontfollowthetrendsetit.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111493663417586802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/Ru-sZ6-qVHI/AAAAAAAAAEM/KK19uulJ_24/s320/dontfollowthetrendsetit.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Gah. I'm so BORED, TIRED and HUNGRY. And it's only 6.30. OH WELL. I shall ENDURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Just finished maths tuition... was doing Algebra. As you can see, yepp, i'm REALLY behind time. But heck lah. Lol. ;-) Yesterday had E.Lit review test. My hand hurt like siao after doing a few questions. And my 2mark question answer was longer than my 4mark question one. Haiz. Confirm fail one. Oh well. I can't be bothered anymore. Double haiz. Had HCL paper today. I totally didn't study for it at all. It was seriously just as shit-ly done as my E.Lit one... but like i said, i can't be bothered. Ha! Hmm. Still thinking of what excuse to give my mum upon failing my review tests... Lol. But i'm glad that there isn't CCA until some few weeks later. I just can't imagine myself &lt;em&gt;STILL&lt;/em&gt; staying back after school to sing my hearts out at this point in time, where there is no time to do &lt;em&gt;ANYTHING&lt;/em&gt;. Not even watch TV! =( haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Played softball today. Angeline's group was DAMNdamndamn good lah! And obviously, my group lost to them. Cuz they were TOO good! Haha. But it was pretty fun though. It was one of the few times that i got to 'sweat it out'. But, it was definitely VERY TIRING. Talk about stamina! Haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Oh yeah! I just remembered my very 'INTERESTING' meal on friday. For breakfast, i had &lt;strong&gt;CHICKEN&lt;/strong&gt; nuggets. Then for recess, i ate &lt;strong&gt;CHICKEN&lt;/strong&gt; rice. (from the new stall -- it's much nicer than the other chicken rice stall! X] ) Then for lunch, i had boiled &lt;strong&gt;CHICKEN &lt;/strong&gt;and potato. And for dinner, i had mc&lt;strong&gt;CHICKEN&lt;/strong&gt;. IT'S A CHICKEN'S LIFE! XD haha. I'm not exaggerating! It's true. Lol! =DD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Haiz. There's nothing better to post about... Suggestions please? :-&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ahhh... i can't wait for the 6th of October. ;-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-8978198199644803180?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/8978198199644803180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=8978198199644803180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/8978198199644803180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/8978198199644803180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/09/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/Ru-sZ6-qVHI/AAAAAAAAAEM/KK19uulJ_24/s72-c/dontfollowthetrendsetit.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-5056382910191847516</id><published>2007-09-12T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T04:11:13.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RuekNK-qVGI/AAAAAAAAAEE/dgoNhbMrwHI/s1600-h/bestiesforlife.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109232848467547234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RuekNK-qVGI/AAAAAAAAAEE/dgoNhbMrwHI/s320/bestiesforlife.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;HEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;So glad that miss lee let us sit wherever we want... i LOVE sitting with wan ting! She's so funny lah. Talking about funny, wan ting brought some green half ball/ watermelon look-alike thingy to school on monday, and we were playing with it like idiots. It serves alot of purposes you know! Today, we stuck a pencil in it then started filling it up with things like erasers, coins, stapler bullets, mechanical pencil covers etc. Haha! And the thingy was rolling around, and we were busy trying to balance it. Yepp, it was retarded but FUN. That thingy makes a really cute sound you know. You should go play with it. XDDDD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Choir yesterday was FUN. We played something called 'Solfege Bingo'. But I could hardly catch all those solfeges that my conductor was showing. I went crazy after awhile. Lol. But we got gummys after that, so it was 'worth it' lah. Lols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Haiz. Got nothing better to post now. Life's going on just fine.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-5056382910191847516?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/5056382910191847516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=5056382910191847516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/5056382910191847516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/5056382910191847516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/09/hey-so-glad-that-miss-lee-let-us-sit.html' title=''/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RuekNK-qVGI/AAAAAAAAAEE/dgoNhbMrwHI/s72-c/bestiesforlife.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-8183435464391314954</id><published>2007-09-08T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T01:18:51.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FABULOUS TIME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RuKuHt6DmBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Nh7NH9kS0DU/s1600-h/heyheyyouyouidontlikeyourgirlfriend.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107836374996981778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RuKuHt6DmBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Nh7NH9kS0DU/s320/heyheyyouyouidontlikeyourgirlfriend.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RuKuHt6DmBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Nh7NH9kS0DU/s1600-h/heyheyyouyouidontlikeyourgirlfriend.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AHH! Had a GREAT time on Friday. Went to Wan Ting's house to fool around, and to do some of our schoolwork together too. (eg Art - Colour wheel, english compre, e.lit etc) Mandi was supposed to come, but last minute changed her mind. HEH! &gt;.&lt;  We were fooling around so much... laughing hysterically at stupid things... This dog at some coffeeshop barked and scared WT. I dunno what was so funny about that, but i just started laughing stupidly. We were walking like drunkards all the way to the AMK library. We said we 'da gai' knew the way there from AMK hub, but we got out of the wrong exit so we just walked stupidly to the AMK town central, then stupidly found our ways to the library while eating cheesy hotdogs and some mango ice-cream thingy. LOL. All in all, i had a FANTASICALLY FABULOUS time! XD &lt;br /&gt;WHOOOSH. This holidays totally passed by so fast. Haiz... how i wished there was less work, NO PIANO EXAM, and more funnnnnn. (like going to WT's house XDD ) oh yes, btw, my piano exam was ok. It wasn't that bad... hahas. The examiner was a male, thank goodness, (i've got a PHOBIA of female examiners haha) heh. I posted so much about my exam before that, and now after my exam, i've got nothing to post about it. LOL! Went to buy the CD "Bewitched" after my exam. It was a treat from my mum... heehee. The songs there are pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;Okies! I gtg... CYA! I LOVE YOU WAN TING! X)&lt;br /&gt;(PS: i shall change my blogskin SOON... when i have the time to. changing to a nicer, newer one! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-8183435464391314954?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/8183435464391314954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=8183435464391314954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/8183435464391314954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/8183435464391314954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/09/fabulous-time.html' title='FABULOUS TIME!'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RuKuHt6DmBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Nh7NH9kS0DU/s72-c/heyheyyouyouidontlikeyourgirlfriend.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-3554976377514839802</id><published>2007-09-03T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T03:53:32.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RtvnYN6DmAI/AAAAAAAAAD0/asPS6YT4O40/s1600-h/tellmeyourblueskiesfadetogrey.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105929005790631938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RtvnYN6DmAI/AAAAAAAAAD0/asPS6YT4O40/s320/tellmeyourblueskiesfadetogrey.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Blehs. I'm so freaking BORED. That's why i'm posting for the second time today. Ha. Doing History Grad.ed Assignment 4 and that e.lit 1 paragraph on each STTD symbol and CC theme thingy concurrently.. HAIZ. And i dunno why, but i'm sneezing like siao lor. I have been since... this morning? ARGH. I think i'm catching a cold. Groans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ok. I think i'm being very wu liao cuz i'm posting crap. Oh wells. That's what you do when you go mad. LITERALLY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;AHHHHHH! I can't wait for Friday! For two reasons, one being that my PIANO EXAM would be over and the other more important reason would be... oh nevermind. You don't have to know. X) teehee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-3554976377514839802?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/3554976377514839802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=3554976377514839802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/3554976377514839802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/3554976377514839802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/09/blehs.html' title=''/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RtvnYN6DmAI/AAAAAAAAAD0/asPS6YT4O40/s72-c/tellmeyourblueskiesfadetogrey.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-7054393419421622903</id><published>2007-09-02T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T21:43:00.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLEHS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RtuQZt6Dl_I/AAAAAAAAADs/WIaPfb3LWTI/s1600-h/brokenanddelictated.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105833374048819186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RtuQZt6Dl_I/AAAAAAAAADs/WIaPfb3LWTI/s320/brokenanddelictated.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LIFE SUCKS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This is supposed to be a &lt;strong&gt;SCHOOL HOLIDAY&lt;/strong&gt;, not a &lt;strong&gt;MORE AND MORE HOMEWORK holiday&lt;/strong&gt;. There's so much work to do, &lt;em&gt;so little time&lt;/em&gt;. Sighs. Especially for E.Lit lor. That PERSON gave us so much work... which are totally stupid lah. Like asking us to write 1 paragraph on the STTD symbols and CC theme?! Oh &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;puh-lese&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. SIGHS. I really don't know why i'm suddenly bolding words and making them into italics, since i always thought they were redundant and... erm... unnecessary, but i guess I'm feeling weird and depressed so i do stupid stuff. Ok. I'm so crapping right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'm feeling so stressed because of that stupid piano exam! I really don't understand why, since i really don't give a damn about whether i fail or not, and no pressure's been put on me. [not much anyway]. But i still don't know how to play and exam piece with both hands, (ok, i only know how to play the first 2 lines with both hands... but there's like five other lines which i probably also dunno how to play the RH) and that's really stupid and... dumb? My teacher suddenly decided to change to this piece about 1 to 1 1/2 months ago. Did she really think i was some miracle child that would be able to play that friggin piece in time?! Well, thanks Mrs Cheng, for thinking that i'm so &lt;em&gt;CAPABLE&lt;/em&gt;, but it doesn't help now that my exam's in... 3 days time and i'm so gonna fail. If i really pass, the examiner must either be deaf or brainless. Ha. Which i doubt, so what does that mean? That means that I'LL FAIL! &lt;strong&gt;HOORAY&lt;/strong&gt;. Oh great. All that wasted money! Gone down the drain&lt;em&gt; just like that&lt;/em&gt;. I suppose i'm feeling how i'm feeling now because i'm afraid i'll be nervous and embarrassed that i can't play the piece properly, then i'm gonna freak out in front of the examiner and go bersek. I remembered that for my previous exam, i played this scale or something wrongly because i was NERVOUS, then i asked the examiner if i could start all over, and she said &lt;strong&gt;NO.&lt;/strong&gt; I was so scared i wanted to CRY i tell you. And i really hope it won't happen on thursday. Well, i can't possibly back out NOW, so i suppose you all just have to wish me GOOD LUCK, and that i won't fail so badly. But like i said, i really don't care if i fail. I just wanna get through that 15-30 mins of torture &lt;strong&gt;QUICKLY&lt;/strong&gt;, and when i get out of the exam room, i don't &lt;strong&gt;EVER&lt;/strong&gt; wanna think about what happened. Wow. I didn't know i could post so long just talking about... piano?!? Ok. I so officially declare that i'm going maaaaad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ah. It feels great to relieve all my PAIN and SUFFERING. Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;URGH. I gotta go. My irritating sister wants to play BARBIE online. So i've gotta excuse the &lt;em&gt;LITTLE PRINCESS &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;SCOOT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-7054393419421622903?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/7054393419421622903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=7054393419421622903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/7054393419421622903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/7054393419421622903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/09/life-sucks.html' title='BLEHS'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RtuQZt6Dl_I/AAAAAAAAADs/WIaPfb3LWTI/s72-c/brokenanddelictated.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-5174304935642948717</id><published>2007-08-31T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T04:11:47.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no school today! XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RtfbCd6Dl-I/AAAAAAAAADk/qNAf4CIVYmQ/s1600-h/iloveschoolexceptforthelearningpart[2].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104789538082101218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RtfbCd6Dl-I/AAAAAAAAADk/qNAf4CIVYmQ/s320/iloveschoolexceptforthelearningpart%5B2%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;WOOHOO! Didn't have school today... cuz there was some massive power failure in SNG. Lols! My mum thought it was some kind of practical joke when she saw the sms i received saying that there wasn't any school today. Haha! Luckily i checked my handphone this morning... and read the sms saying there won't be school. If not then i'd probably have gone to school like an idiot. Heehees! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Went back to PL to visit today. I had a FANTASTIC time! Me, zerline and yining were 'exploring' the school. We went back to the 6 Patience 06 classroom, which has been changed to 5 Purity now. We were reminiscing over the past, recalling the good ole times we had in P6. P6 life was DEFINITELY, without any doubt, the best time in my entire school life. Mostly because of the teachers and FRIENDS in P6. Saw Mrs Lau, Miss Siew, Linlaoshi, Miss Goh, Miss Cheong, LOTS MORE TEACHERS, and COACH MUN. [my ex netcall coach. HAHA!] i didn't bother going over to talk to her (although yining did) like seriously... WHO CARES lah? Lol. Mrs Lau was still the same, (except for the fact that she isn't pregnant anymore, haha) speaking in that 'accent' of hers. Haha. Miss Siew talked to us for awhile too, asking us what CCAs we were in and stuff like that. It was fun, really. Met up with many classmates too... we were eating from the canteen and saying how much we missed the 30cents waffle from Stall 2. LOLs. We were also saying how much cleaner the PL toilets were compared to our current secondary school ones. Haha. (: sigh... i really miss the fabulous times we had in 6 Patience, filled with much joy and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hmm. The angel-mortal game part 2 officially ended yesterday. I reavealed myself in the most 'unglam' way, during MALAY lesson. Lol. Cuz Alana's sitting in front of me mah... So it was kinda convenient. Hahas... Wondered if i shocked her too much and too unexpectedly. Lol! Found out that Anna's my angel. I was like 'OMG, really?!' She really disguised herself damn well lah! I didn't even suspect a single bit that my angel was her. Initially, i thought it was Xin Yun, then i thought it was Zhen Zhen. LOLs! Anna gave me two really cool keychains, one with the letter 'M' on it, which stands for mortal, and another with the letter 'E' on it. AHH! I love her so much! =DDD but i love my mortal Alana and my ex-angel Shermae just as much! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sighs. I gotta go for PIANO LESSON in 20 mins time. I got to go for a stupid 15minute lesson lah. Might as well don't even go lor. HAIZ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Okay. Signing off now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-5174304935642948717?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/5174304935642948717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=5174304935642948717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/5174304935642948717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/5174304935642948717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/08/no-school-today-xd.html' title='no school today! XD'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RtfbCd6Dl-I/AAAAAAAAADk/qNAf4CIVYmQ/s72-c/iloveschoolexceptforthelearningpart%5B2%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-4838592432445415702</id><published>2007-08-27T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T00:42:43.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RtJ_ld6Dl9I/AAAAAAAAADc/WOCVBAIorjY/s1600-h/andherheartdonetowaste.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103281609424213970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RtJ_ld6Dl9I/AAAAAAAAADc/WOCVBAIorjY/s320/andherheartdonetowaste.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; Hmm. I suppose things are getting back to normal in school. I didn't know things would turn out this way, but i guess it's a good thing. No more putting on a fake smile and acting interested. I'm glad we're okay already... [or are we?] Things still seem weird at times, but i guess we'll just have to 'forgive and forget'. Right? Although some people may be taking sides now, but that's just inevitable. Well, that's just 'part-and-parcel' of life i guess. But i must still say, I'll really have to thank WT for helping me when I was down. She's really a reliable and fantastic friend! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Well... I really didn't expect secondary school to turn out like that. Mostly meaning friendship-wise. In primary school, there wasn't such things as cliques. Everyone was everyone's friend. No one hated anyone. Well, I suppose things are changing, so i [we] might as well get used to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;AHH! I can't wait to go back to PL on Friday. I hope more 6 Pa '06 people go... Then we can give Mrs Lau a SHOCK of her life. Lol! But i haven't gotten anything for her yet leh. HOW? Haiz. I hope SI JIA goes... been trying to beg her. HA. Anyways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I LOVE THE ANGEL-MORTAL GAME! My mortal's so nice. So is my angel! =DD she gave me this bottle with sand and some other really cool stuff inside. AW! She's so &lt;em&gt;SWEET&lt;/em&gt;! Oh yeah. About the class tee... No offence to anyone... But it wasn't very nice. The design and font came out really weird. I can't say it sucked, cos it really didn't, but i can't say it rocked either. OH WELL! I guess it really has to be our faults for not being united in choosing the colours right so it turned out like that. But THANK YOU zhen zhen for bringing our class tee to school despite the heavyness! You're so nice, man! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Ok. I gotta go now. Going for piano lesson... got exam next thursday. And I still don't know how to play a piece. Am i totally screwed or totally dead? I suppose I'm both. OH WELL. I don't care if i fail lor... I won't be surprised if I do. I just wanna GET IT OVER WITH so i don't have to give a damn about it for the next few months or so. HAAHAHAHAHAHA. I wanna quit piano... but my mum just won't let me. I've asked her soooooo many times! I really admire those people who graduated from piano. I really admire them for SURVIVING through piano lessons. Wow. How did they do it man?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I'M GOING CRAZAE NOW. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;YAP HUI LIN HEREBY SIGNS OFF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;tata~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-4838592432445415702?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/4838592432445415702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=4838592432445415702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/4838592432445415702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/4838592432445415702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/08/hmm.html' title='LIFE'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RtJ_ld6Dl9I/AAAAAAAAADc/WOCVBAIorjY/s72-c/andherheartdonetowaste.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-5184802133999115760</id><published>2007-08-22T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T06:03:05.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry if i said too much. Maybe i shouldn't have done so. Now I feel like the biggest bitch ever. Or maybe even worse. But no one bothers anyway right? So why am i still doing this? I really don't know. Am i just having a bad week, or is heaven really trying to imply something? Is all that's happening to me predestined? Have i really been so mean? I'm confused. All i wanna do is just let it all out. I hate myself. Everything's just going wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-5184802133999115760?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/5184802133999115760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=5184802133999115760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/5184802133999115760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/5184802133999115760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/08/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-3872402342912377195</id><published>2007-08-19T02:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T02:40:42.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ERM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RsgQCt6Dl7I/AAAAAAAAADI/zEMGOiNfrXA/s1600-h/notetoself13.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100344216865970098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RsgQCt6Dl7I/AAAAAAAAADI/zEMGOiNfrXA/s320/notetoself13.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RsgPq96Dl6I/AAAAAAAAAC8/-vILQ6ebqhk/s1600-h/notetoself13.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Heyy! I seriously don't know what to post about anymore... Life has been pretty much the same as it has always been. Nothing interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Hmm... well i guess i can and should say something about the 'xi you ji' performance. Surprisingly, our class didn't qualify for top 4. They were the top fifth position lah! And only the top 4 groups got to present. GROANS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Went to Hui Yu's house for science project yesterday... Didn't make much progress but at least we did something! However, i just found out from Wan Ting that my group will be presenting tomorrow from 1110 to 1115! AAAHHHHHHH! HELP! *gulps* we are soooo officially SCREWED! GAH.&lt;br /&gt;Bleh. Nothing more to post... Life is indeed getting more and more boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-3872402342912377195?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/3872402342912377195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=3872402342912377195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/3872402342912377195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/3872402342912377195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/08/heyy-i-seriously-dont-know-what-to-post.html' title='ERM'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RsgQCt6Dl7I/AAAAAAAAADI/zEMGOiNfrXA/s72-c/notetoself13.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-715201233162725260</id><published>2007-08-07T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T21:13:16.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS FANTASTIC WEEK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RrlCtrhfFxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/53Ogag06PA0/s1600-h/icantpromiseyouarosegarden.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096177805891147538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RrlCtrhfFxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/53Ogag06PA0/s320/icantpromiseyouarosegarden.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YEAH!! Only two official school days this week. WOOHOO! Today's National Day celebration isn't counted lah... hor? LOL. Okay, let me tell you the INTERESTING events that happened this week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Monday --&gt; Normal day in school... went to watch the RGS choir sing at the esplanade. They were good! They sang so many songs... i admire their brains for being able to remember them. Haiz... apart from being smart they can sing well... and most of them there are all rounders. JEALOUS MUCH?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tuesday --&gt; A fantastic day! We had the street netball inter-class tournament... and my group emerged CHAMPION! yay! hahas. But it's really mostly thanks to Shermaine (my DEAR and MULTI-TALENTED mortal!) she can shoot, jump and catch damn well lah. my team members were very good too! (consisting ofXin Yun, Wan Ting, Shirlene, Shermaine and myself) My stamina totally 'deproved'... Considering the fact that i used to be a netballer, i can't say i played very well. Oh wells! It's already over anyway. Haha. Three people fell during the game... And victoria injured herself pretty badly. Her knee was all 'filled' with blood... Elgh. A pretty unsightly sight. But poor girl... My angel fell down too. :( hope she's not hurt too seriously! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then during English, we played this weird Bingo game... which... wasn't fun at all. Oh well. After that, there was the angel-mortal revelation thing! I thought it was on monday but turns out i was wrong... hahas. And Shermae's my angel!!! I'm so honoured to be the mortal of the prettiest girl in class... LOL!! She gave me a really sweet note attached with two paper stars... and a nice green ribbon. So nice of her! Through this game, i really got to know her much better. She's really a very nice girl. Doncha think so? :-&gt; But my mortal fell sick after the netball game... POOR GIRL! it's sad to see such an active girl fall so sick... GET WELL SOON SHERMAINE! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today (wednesday) --&gt; National Day Celebration! It didn't turn out as bad as i thought it would. Haha. But we had to keep singing the community songs again and again... Lol. Sadly, 1Purity didn't win the class deco. SO SAD RIGHT. Haiz. All our hard work... Oh well. At least we were UNITED and managed to do up the classroom very well. 1 P ROCKS man! Although we didn't win, it's really the effort put in that matters... Not really the results. There was this Fancy Dress Competition thing and Shermae modelled! She looked good man. Well, she's very pretty after all. Hahas! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Okay. I updated! I'm proud of myself man. LOL. I shall now sign off and enjoy my National Day Holiday! Enjoy yours too! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;iLOVEme &lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;--hui lin-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-715201233162725260?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/715201233162725260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=715201233162725260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/715201233162725260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/715201233162725260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-fantastic-week.html' title='THIS FANTASTIC WEEK!'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RrlCtrhfFxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/53Ogag06PA0/s72-c/icantpromiseyouarosegarden.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-526152134282310215</id><published>2007-08-03T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T06:48:45.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>POSTING AFTER A LONG TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RrMyC7hfFwI/AAAAAAAAACs/7HvWiqIRFdo/s1600-h/LIFEISHARD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094470629405431554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RrMyC7hfFwI/AAAAAAAAACs/7HvWiqIRFdo/s320/LIFEISHARD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HELLO! i'm finally posting after two weeks. LOL! i know... i post too little... can't be helped lah. no time. i've been busy being a good girl by studying. HAHA! but seriously, i think this week's one of the most SIAN week ever. there were so many crappy tests, like Maths. We just had one in week 3 or something and they just gave us another one this week. surprisingly, the chem test was actually pretty easy. i studied so hard for the signs and it only came out once in a MCQ question lah. pretty sad huh? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;haiz... it's revelation day for the angel-mortal game on monday. damn fast lah! but for me, i've got nothing to reaveal. i just wanna confirm that i know who my angel is! she's been so nice... she always gives me nice letters... and nice sweets... ahh... don't you think she's NICE?? (ok, i know i'm overusing the word 'nice')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. i think i'll be going back to PL on the 8th of august. i miss everyone! hope more 6 patience people are going back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i dunne what else to post now. i shall go and think before posting again like a week or so later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata~&lt;br /&gt;luv, hui lin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-526152134282310215?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/526152134282310215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=526152134282310215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/526152134282310215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/526152134282310215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/08/posting-after-long-time.html' title='POSTING AFTER A LONG TIME'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RrMyC7hfFwI/AAAAAAAAACs/7HvWiqIRFdo/s72-c/LIFEISHARD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-4031032453623183945</id><published>2007-07-20T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T04:48:53.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>water babies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RqChBUgAWJI/AAAAAAAAACk/k3GujRlIQmw/s1600-h/followyourheart.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089244622983551122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RqChBUgAWJI/AAAAAAAAACk/k3GujRlIQmw/s320/followyourheart.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Water babies-- the latest sec 1 craze in SNG. Even &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have 1! Haha. Actually, i really don't know why everyone's so fascinated with it. Okay, i have to admit i'm also really awed by its 'capabilities', but it's kinda just like a little jelly ball thingy (something that you find in 'ceng teng' - the desert). LOL. But anyways. I just started growing mine today. It grew really fast! In just like 15 mins, the small little bead like thing grew into a cute ball-y thing. (: cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Haha. Wells, Shermaine found out that i'm her angel yesterday. Sad that the mystery's gone, but at least the game's not over yet! I've had lots of fun trying to hide my identity and disguising my handwriting. But nevermind! There's still the second part of the game-- guessing who my angel is. My angel's really really nice. Though she doesn't give me letters everyday, but she still makes the effort to do her best. I know she's really trying hard. She gave me a butterscotch lollipop yesterday. I haven't eaten it yet, but i'm sure it'll taste good! After all, it's of &lt;em&gt;sentimental &lt;/em&gt;value... LOL. ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyways, gotta go. Need to finish that stupid history coursework 3. Haiz. Feel so sian just thinking about it... I'd better go do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cya! I shall try to post more frequently. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hui lin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-4031032453623183945?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/4031032453623183945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=4031032453623183945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/4031032453623183945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/4031032453623183945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/07/water-babies.html' title='water babies!'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RqChBUgAWJI/AAAAAAAAACk/k3GujRlIQmw/s72-c/followyourheart.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-8199250890512264574</id><published>2007-07-16T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T01:38:37.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>head monitor and prefect</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RpsufEgAWII/AAAAAAAAACc/ZNe5_PCeo9w/s1600-h/iLOveME.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087711315363911810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RpsufEgAWII/AAAAAAAAACc/ZNe5_PCeo9w/s320/iLOveME.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; OOPS. Forgot to post about the election and results for head monitor and head prefect. As kinda 'expected', Andrea won the spot for head prefect. I liked her icon (sour skittles! yumyum)... It was a really good representation (??). And head monitor was Marilyn. Wanted Yi Ying to win... She's really nice (from experience haha) but i think Marilyn will do a good job as head monitor too. For instance, she's very pretty... (LOL, but it's true ;] ) and i heard she's CO's president. Wow right? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Okies. Really gotta go now. Will make an effort to post again soon.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-8199250890512264574?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/8199250890512264574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=8199250890512264574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/8199250890512264574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/8199250890512264574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/07/head-monitor-and-prefect.html' title='head monitor and prefect'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RpsufEgAWII/AAAAAAAAACc/ZNe5_PCeo9w/s72-c/iLOveME.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-6249025226427314474</id><published>2007-07-16T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T01:23:15.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm finally posting again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RpsqUUgAWHI/AAAAAAAAACU/XpulKsoWruc/s1600-h/xc004.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087706732633806962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RpsqUUgAWHI/AAAAAAAAACU/XpulKsoWruc/s320/xc004.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Haiz. Piano lesson sucks. I haven't practiced for like 1 week ++ and i don't give a damn. And my mum just won't let me quit piano. So i'm still slogging like shit every week on that black box with pushable thingys on it (aka, a piano -duh). SIGHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Anyway. I shan't depress you with my life. Let's talk about HAPPY ((: stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;In english, we're playing this angel-mortal game, and i LOVE my angel. She gave me a Twix chocolate bar today. She's so nice right! [angel: thank me when you read this! haha] I've been doing ok for an angel lah... (yah, damn 自夸 i know. LOL) Just hope my mortal likes the stuff i've been giving her! Wonder what her reaction be like when she finds out i'm her angel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I'm still bored now. Feeling so tired. I wanna go and sleep but got that stupid piano lesson in... approximately 50 mins time. SIAN LAH. My stupid teacher's sure ask why i never practice. And what do i say? Cos i'm too lazy to? Yeah. Riiiight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Currently reading 'Dial L for Loser' -- a Clique novel-- by Lisi Harrison. Her books are quite nice. But the characters in there are only like 12/13?? And they look and seem like 18? Ha. So unrealistic. I also read another really good book called 'Sweet 16' by Kate Brian. I had to read some stuff a few times over and over again before understanding what it meant. (yes, i know i'm slow... you don't have to laugh! XP) Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;News on the recent CIP at Jamiyah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Actually, it wasn't as bad as some people from other classes described. The children there were really quite nice, and they didn't give us any problems at all. The girl my group had was pretty withdrawn and quite at first, but started to open up after playing 'Murderer'. (yes, she KNOWS how to play that! so smart right!) She was also very guai... We asked her what she wanted to do and she pointed at the english assessment book on the table. We had to take some time to convince her not to do it. I'm so opposite lah. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Hmm... what else leh? I guess i should go now. Haven't bathed yet. I dunno why, but everytime i blog, i'm all dirty and 'unbathed'. LOL. (ok, i know that was lame)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;HUGSandKISSES&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;HUI LIN &lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-6249025226427314474?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/6249025226427314474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=6249025226427314474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/6249025226427314474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/6249025226427314474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-finally-posting-again.html' title='i&apos;m finally posting again'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RpsqUUgAWHI/AAAAAAAAACU/XpulKsoWruc/s72-c/xc004.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-3994678389157633249</id><published>2007-07-01T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T01:55:48.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLIDAY TOMORROW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/Rodr_170iDI/AAAAAAAAACM/2G-Qx8h_KII/s1600-h/wouldntknow.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082149449064810546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/Rodr_170iDI/AAAAAAAAACM/2G-Qx8h_KII/s320/wouldntknow.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Yayers. It's Youth Day today so there's a holiday tomorrow. WOOHOO. Finally can sleep til 10am. I've been waiting for this day since last monday. LOL. Yesterday's open house was... tiring and kinda pathetic. I was expecting a much MUCH bigger crowd than what we saw yesterday. I bet RGS' open house sure have alot of people. Like, yeah, it's really kinda obvious cuz almost everyone wants to get in there. Oh well. Had to sing the same 2 songs 5 times yesterday. Damn sian lah... But overall it was still kinda fun. Hung out with may shuen, zhao yi, sarah and rachel... We had many breaks in between the performances. Sadly, i didn't spot anyone wearing PL's uniform. Which means that probably no one from PL primary went to yesterday's open house. Hiaz. There were many people from marymount though. They're easy to spot cuz of their uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Anyways, going swimming now. I UPDATED! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-3994678389157633249?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/3994678389157633249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=3994678389157633249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/3994678389157633249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/3994678389157633249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/07/holiday-tomorrow.html' title='HOLIDAY TOMORROW'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/Rodr_170iDI/AAAAAAAAACM/2G-Qx8h_KII/s72-c/wouldntknow.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-5213934289003883809</id><published>2007-06-27T03:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T04:47:36.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RoOfyF70iCI/AAAAAAAAACE/eE41CwCFHus/s1600-h/happinessrunsinacircularmotion.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081080487539410978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RoOfyF70iCI/AAAAAAAAACE/eE41CwCFHus/s320/happinessrunsinacircularmotion.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;BLEH. Yepp, that's how i'm feeling right now. I'm like sneaking online just to blog... my mum's downstairs fetching my sister back from school. So yeah. [; Just thought i should update a little... i just realised that actually i don't blog that often. Hehe. No time lah. Had that stupid physics test today. I 100% confirm fail lah. I forgot how to read that micrometer screw gauge thingy so obviously i totally screwed up the first few questions. Argh. Anyways. It's kinda expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, we've got so many new teachers. For english: ms mohana. PE: mr yeo. E.Lit: ms chan. And... well, for history don't know yet. We only have history lesson tomorrow. Oh well. I shall wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama enrichment was FUN sia! We basically just played lots of running around games etc. The teacher was really nice too. Malay was... weird though. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's talk about something not exactly relevant. I think shermaine's a really good teammate. And i mean REALLY good. Although she didn't need to stay back today, she still did to complete around 1/3 or 1/4 of our script. Willingly. And she stayed back til 5.30pm to pass hui yu the script to type. Like, WOW. She's AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been okay so far. Was dreading this week but it turned out quite ok actually. Well, there's SNGS open house this saturday... And choir's performing. Hope we do okay! CHOIR WE CAN DO IT. hehes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops. Gtg. my mum's back. Wait for my next update! (which will probably be 1 week later. ha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;hui lin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-5213934289003883809?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/5213934289003883809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=5213934289003883809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/5213934289003883809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/5213934289003883809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/06/rah.html' title='rah.'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RoOfyF70iCI/AAAAAAAAACE/eE41CwCFHus/s72-c/happinessrunsinacircularmotion.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-1554950810087506286</id><published>2007-06-22T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T03:01:37.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS WEEK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/Rnudn3CYrQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/dbqe5kks4vQ/s1600-h/youreasgenuineaspaperflowers.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078826312904781058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/Rnudn3CYrQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/dbqe5kks4vQ/s320/youreasgenuineaspaperflowers.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"All good things come to an end..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How true. I totally agree! Time passes so fast, it's like the LAST friday of the june holidays already! WOW. I mean, WOW WOW, not just wow. Okok, i'm going mad. It's just so... unbelievable. I bet you agree. It WOULD be alot better if the holidays lasted for like 5 months or something. Oh well. Lemme tell you more about my week before you all fall to sleep listening/reading my complaints and self-pity...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Monday--&gt; Nothing much, basically just doing homework, surfing the net, not watching tv (cuz my dumb more than 10 year old tv's gone mad. there's sound coming out from it, but no picture come out. oh well. time for a new tv!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tuesday--&gt; Had LOTS and LOTS and LOTS of fun. Shan't tell you why. [it's a SECRET, only a few people know. ((: ] oh and, i slept at around 3.30am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wednesday--&gt; Basically the same as Tuesday. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thursday--&gt; Hmm... lemme think... oh yes. had choir at 8.30am. I could hardly wake up! Went to Bishan library to do xi you ji thingy. Was chased out by the same stupid lady TWICE. HOW EMBARRASSING! lol. Went to the macdonalds at J8 in the end to discuss and eat mcflurry. hehes. After that went to watch nancy drew with Hui yu. It was REALLY nice, though a little creepy and freaky. (like, there was this guy with one blue and one black eye. eeks!) But it was still damndamndamn nice. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friday(aka today)--&gt; Had tuition in the morning. My maths tutor actually taught me how to do the physics review thingy! Yay her. (: she's really nice. Well, went to AMK library to do the xi you ji project after that. (yes, again.) Shermaine, Hui yu and WT came up with a really comical story. It's so funny lah. Shermaine really lightened us all up, with her jokes and all. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This week has been a CRAZY week. I'm so tired now i think i can fall asleep typing these. I think i better go now. *yawns* enjoy your weekend! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-1554950810087506286?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/1554950810087506286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=1554950810087506286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/1554950810087506286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/1554950810087506286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-week.html' title='THIS WEEK'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/Rnudn3CYrQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/dbqe5kks4vQ/s72-c/youreasgenuineaspaperflowers.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-7484925838436770541</id><published>2007-06-12T04:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T05:17:05.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M BACK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/Rm6OGnCYrPI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SL-GOuAqsEI/s1600-h/illwaitforyoubuticantwaitforever.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075150074302475506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/Rm6OGnCYrPI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SL-GOuAqsEI/s320/illwaitforyoubuticantwaitforever.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I'M FINALLY BACK! Missed me? I know you did. LOL. Anyway, talking about my trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Hong Kong was FUN. Disneyland's still the same, not many new things added except cuz it's "Pirates of the Carribean" [did i spell it correctly?] season so there were a few new pirate-y things added. Ocean Park was a blast too. My neighbours were (surprisingly) quite okay during the trip. They weren't as irritating as i thought they would be. LUCKY! hehes. I kinda 'over-shopped' there... as in, i spent too much money on my stuff. My dad was cool bout it but my mum's (although she was the one that paid cos i go shopping with her, not my dad) still kinda weird about it. OH WELL. I've got the clothes, and that's all that matters, right? [; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Can't wait for the Beagles meeting this thursday!! Can't wait to see zerzer, annabel, YN and carissa again. AHHHHH! *jumps up and down in excitement* okok, i know i'm seriously exaggerating... LOL. Can't wait for friday too... it's the choir sec4 farewell party. It seems like loads of fun... though i know i'll miss my seniors ALOT. OH YES. Note to Bindhu: Choir rocks okay. You know it, I know it too. (((((: I also can't wait for next tuesday and wednesday! *winks at HY--you're the only one that knows why!--* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;AH! These two weeks i'm gonna be really busy... STILL haven't finished my holiday homework yet... i really don't know how to do lotsa questions in the review paper (is that what you call the thingy that you print out from asknlearn??) I NEED HELP. FAST. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Gotta go take dinner. Enjoy your holiday people! School's gonna start soon, and you'll regret if you don't listen to my fantastic advice! (LOL just kidding...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;**everything's 100% copyrighted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-7484925838436770541?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/7484925838436770541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=7484925838436770541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/7484925838436770541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/7484925838436770541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;M BACK'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/Rm6OGnCYrPI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SL-GOuAqsEI/s72-c/illwaitforyoubuticantwaitforever.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-9049901964239558497</id><published>2007-05-31T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T19:34:31.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hong kong!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/Rl-Fr15rnBI/AAAAAAAAABs/70c_ZND0f50/s1600-h/inevergottiredofyou.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070918693692349458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/Rl-Fr15rnBI/AAAAAAAAABs/70c_ZND0f50/s320/inevergottiredofyou.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; JUST LESS THAN 24 HOURS. YES. LESS THAN 24 HOURS. and i'm going to Hong Kong to see my daddy (i love you daddy) and shop (yes, that's the best part! hehe) and go to disneyland (to see mickey and donald duck!they're damn cute lah!) !!!! woohoo! going with my neighbour's family too. they're kinda irritating, but i'll deal with it. LOL. and my mum promised to get me anything i want so long as its within reasonable price range. yay! you rock mummy! i &lt;3 you. ((: wells, nothing much to blog about now. oh yes, get well soon HY! i love you! enjoy your trip too! get me the eiffel tower. JK! (; see you guys soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hui lin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-9049901964239558497?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/9049901964239558497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=9049901964239558497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/9049901964239558497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/9049901964239558497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/05/hong-kong.html' title='hong kong!'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/Rl-Fr15rnBI/AAAAAAAAABs/70c_ZND0f50/s72-c/inevergottiredofyou.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-2403020201931751318</id><published>2007-05-29T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T05:21:34.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing much really</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RlzrFl5rm-I/AAAAAAAAABU/WWKyFcktjQM/s1600-h/whoyouareisnotuptothem.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070185761818254306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RlzrFl5rm-I/AAAAAAAAABU/WWKyFcktjQM/s320/whoyouareisnotuptothem.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; HEYY. i'm so darn BORED... there's like nothing better to do at home lah. homework? no thanks. school doesn't seem like a bad idea after all. i'm kinda looking forward to choir practice later on. haha. don't ask why... cuz i dunnoe why either. LOL. my sis is making such a fuss now. she's screaming like a mad pig (?) at my maid. such a fine example of a pampered brat. hehes. don't tell her i said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;hiaz... can't wait for tomorrow! (HY knows why... [: ) can't wait for the 2nd too. i'll be going to HK. disneyland... ocean park... nice food... SHOPPING!! WOOHOO. i can't WAIT. oh yes, and i CAN go for the sec 4 farewell party (choir) after all! they changed the date!!! YAY! uh huh. oh yeah. uh huh. OH YEAH! lol. i'm going mad. and my phone's back to normal again... turns out there really WAS something wrong with the SIM card, so changed a new one. so, keep the smses coming! ((((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;gah. i'm still bored. blogging is FUN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;[ oh yes, my images are COPYRIGHTED. PLEASE don't save them without telling me first. thanks! ]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-2403020201931751318?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/2403020201931751318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=2403020201931751318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/2403020201931751318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/2403020201931751318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/05/nothing-much-really.html' title='nothing much really'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RlzrFl5rm-I/AAAAAAAAABU/WWKyFcktjQM/s72-c/whoyouareisnotuptothem.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-362776787120458378</id><published>2007-05-24T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T05:20:08.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday-handphone.GREAT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RlZTKl5rm9I/AAAAAAAAABM/hx7GALBp1zM/s1600-h/labelme.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068329872089914322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RlZTKl5rm9I/AAAAAAAAABM/hx7GALBp1zM/s320/labelme.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; YAY. today's the meet the parents thingy so NO SCHOOL! woohoo. [jumps up and down] i'm so bored. my handphone is SCREWED lah. i dunnoe what i was doing just now then suddenly my phone hanged so i offed it. then when i tried to on it, some pin code thingy came out. then got code error. WTH lah. so damn irritating lor. now it's like spoilt. whenever i on my phone, it saays that the SIM card is rejected. like, ARGGGGGH. you know how pissyfying this is? *groans* now i can't use my phone. AHHHHH. and my handphone's only like 7 months old?! it sucks like HELL lah. oh yeah, so... don't sms/call my handphone kays? [: cos if you do, i won't reply. and... if you know how to solve that problem tell me kay? THANKS A MILLION! (((((: hehes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HIAZ. so sian. holiday still got CCA practices lor. and i can't attend the sec 4 farewell party cos i'm going on a holiday. AAAAAHHHHHHH. it sounds like soooo much fun. the timing's so bad. first, two of the practices clashes with something which i've been waiting for a few months. so have to change the date and trouble everyone else. [feel so paiseh] then like i said, cannot go for the farewell party. WHY LIKE THAT ONE??? i'm going all singlishy now. haha. but choir still rocks. oh yes, got sorted into our actual parts yesterday. it was so damn scary lah! i'm in alto 2 now. woohoo!! the people there ROCK. like seriously. they're so nice! [ not meaning the rest of the choir members aren't nice lah. they're all damndamndamn nice too! ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;posted so much today. currently chatting with Hui Yu about the word 'weird'. oh wells. we agree that we're weird. don't you think that weird's such a funny word? I'M GOING SIAO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;anyways. gotta go. haven't bathed yet. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-362776787120458378?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/362776787120458378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=362776787120458378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/362776787120458378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/362776787120458378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/05/holiday-handphonegreat.html' title='holiday-handphone.GREAT.'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RlZTKl5rm9I/AAAAAAAAABM/hx7GALBp1zM/s72-c/labelme.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-3740728680385086645</id><published>2007-05-13T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T02:21:14.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>POSTING FOR REAL NOW!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RkbYfqne5xI/AAAAAAAAABE/mLdcT78BB8A/s1600-h/photographsneverchange,onlythepeopleinthem.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063972869552138002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RkbYfqne5xI/AAAAAAAAABE/mLdcT78BB8A/s320/photographsneverchange,onlythepeopleinthem.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yay, blogger can work lah. just go abit siao only. anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MOVING ON. i seriously can't stand a certain person. she's soooooooo getting on my nerves. she damn act lah. put songs on her blog that are so NOT her. i suppose some of you can guess who i'm talking about already. so i don't need to say her PATHETIC name out. why doesn't she just reflect on herself and stop being a nuisance in the class? i hope she realises that since practically the whole class hates her, it's her problem. she still acts like it isn't a problem at all. why is she always acting like such a bitch? to put it in a more polite way, a complete moronic idiotic stupid freakin' sucker. that's not any better, but OH WELL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm sick and tired of life. there's so much homework and projects to do now. and she's just making life even WORSE. hiaz. school officially sucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, gtg. got to go out to celebrate MOTHER'S DAY!! HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY MOMMY!! ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-3740728680385086645?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/3740728680385086645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=3740728680385086645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/3740728680385086645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/3740728680385086645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/05/posting-for-real-now.html' title='POSTING FOR REAL NOW!'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RkbYfqne5xI/AAAAAAAAABE/mLdcT78BB8A/s72-c/photographsneverchange,onlythepeopleinthem.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-5697557904503475665</id><published>2007-05-13T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T02:10:52.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RkbWGKne5wI/AAAAAAAAAA8/70ZX2BVDOPA/s1600-h/bitemylipandclosemyeyes....gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063970232442218242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RkbWGKne5wI/AAAAAAAAAA8/70ZX2BVDOPA/s320/bitemylipandclosemyeyes....gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BLOGGER IS SCREWED. i dunnoe if this will work, but oh well. just testing. will post more important stuff if this actually works. ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-5697557904503475665?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/5697557904503475665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=5697557904503475665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/5697557904503475665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/5697557904503475665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/05/eh.html' title='eh.'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RkbWGKne5wI/AAAAAAAAAA8/70ZX2BVDOPA/s72-c/bitemylipandclosemyeyes....gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-4129543586309595425</id><published>2007-04-26T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T05:19:09.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sports carnival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RjFp46ne5qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pt5ms-vQrE/s1600-h/momentsfadeaway.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057940283042227874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RjFp46ne5qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pt5ms-vQrE/s320/momentsfadeaway.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; today --&gt; YAYERS! todays sports carnival. (: glad that my swollen eye and flu doesnt affect my presence at school today. i seriously doubt that green will win this year...i think that blue stands a good chance of winning. [sorry green members, no offence] but think about it...green has the LEAST points and the MOST demerit points. so whacha think by THAT?red and yellow oso got chance.so happy dun need to go to school so early today. st nicks sports carnival seems like wads of fun! [unlike my primary school...hehe X) ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;now--&gt; doing maths homework now. so sian. why must algebra exist?its just like learning abc all over again. not as if we dont know how to say the alphabets...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;oh yes, and choir got GOLD WITH HONOURS!! so happy for my seniors (((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;23rd april (okay...i know that was kinda long ago...didnt have time to post then) --&gt; went to j8 and saw angeline (at mini toons) and shermae (with her twin!! they're both so pretty ((: ) . watched 200 pounds beauty with wan ting and hui yu. the movie was so touching that we all wanted to cry. [but were too embarrassed to] feel like watching it over and over again! hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;anyways, i gtg. need to take lunch and reach school by 2.30. cya guys later! JIAYOUX TO ALL GREEN HOUSE PPL! SHOUT OUT LOUD AND DO YOUR BEST! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;au revoir~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-4129543586309595425?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/4129543586309595425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=4129543586309595425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/4129543586309595425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/4129543586309595425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/04/sports-carnival.html' title='sports carnival'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RjFp46ne5qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8pt5ms-vQrE/s72-c/momentsfadeaway.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-8063182784678362630</id><published>2007-04-04T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T20:20:53.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school and socks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RjFsD6ne5vI/AAAAAAAAAA0/HzoONcnbFhs/s1600-h/nooneetc.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057942671044044530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RjFsD6ne5vI/AAAAAAAAAA0/HzoONcnbFhs/s320/nooneetc.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;yeah, okay...my title sounds lame. but dont you think so?school IS like socks in a way. socks stink.so does school.heh. i mean seriously. we have stupid teachers who give stupid homework and who talk stupid talks! take for example miss sarcastic. [dun tell her im saying this, or i'll get KILLED, you goody two shoes.] shes so NOT understanding at all. doesnt she realise all the work that we have and how much stress we're under? heh.then when wan ting asked her to extend the freakin' storyboard deadline, all she said was no, and that if we do, we would have to write another compo. how warped and dumb is that!!i mean, come on lah. its not that we dont want to (okay, maybe it IS because we dont want to but oh well. no one has to know that) but that we're too busy to. shes also damn sarcastic lor. and damn tall. and damn ugly? bleh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;now having problems with friends too. not gonna mention who anyway.(im not that dumb to do so)... but i guess hui yu and wan ting knows.sheesh. pft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;chinese lit. sucks even more.it sucks like HELL. puh-lese...even NYGH doesnt have stupid frigging clit. and we do! how pathetic.and lame. and...yeah.u get what i mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;after all my complaints, i gtg.im hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;TAG PEOPLE.TAG. thank you.hui lin lubbs you forever~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-8063182784678362630?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/8063182784678362630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=8063182784678362630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/8063182784678362630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/8063182784678362630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/04/school-and-socks.html' title='school and socks'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RjFsD6ne5vI/AAAAAAAAAA0/HzoONcnbFhs/s72-c/nooneetc.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-1904799361942677974</id><published>2007-02-13T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T20:14:42.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whats there to say...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RjFr0qne5uI/AAAAAAAAAAs/b0bSln1ZavE/s1600-h/idunwannalivewithoutyou.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057942409051039458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RjFr0qne5uI/AAAAAAAAAAs/b0bSln1ZavE/s320/idunwannalivewithoutyou.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;havent posted for like 2 months.ha.secondary school life is so tiring!surprisingly, i dont have any homework today.yay teachers! XD hiaz...missing everyone from 6 patience so much!its just not the same...the people in class arent as crazy as pris and binny.and thats what i miss the most!double sighs...now that my ULTIMATE bffl has gone to US, im so dead bored.seriously missing her and her nonsensical talks...i hate goodbyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;tata for now~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-1904799361942677974?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/1904799361942677974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=1904799361942677974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/1904799361942677974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/1904799361942677974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2007/02/wats-there-to-say.html' title='whats there to say...'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RjFr0qne5uI/AAAAAAAAAAs/b0bSln1ZavE/s72-c/idunwannalivewithoutyou.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-116460475253651807</id><published>2006-11-26T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T20:18:06.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LONG TIME NO BLOG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RjFraane5tI/AAAAAAAAAAk/XVmngJ1ra7U/s1600-h/hatesdrama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057941958079473362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RjFraane5tI/AAAAAAAAAAk/XVmngJ1ra7U/s320/hatesdrama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;long time no blog...lolx.i havent posted for veri loooong.seriously, i dunno wats so nice about having a blog...no offence...but isnt it pretty troublesome changing skins etc. all the time?i just have a blog for the fun of it...if it is of any fun at all...oh well.so bored now...thats why i decide to post.quite sick of audition already.currently listening to music: ultimate(by lindsay lohan).luv that song!i like too little too late also.it totally rocks!!!im being lame again...so sian.dunnoe wat to do now.SIANZsation. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-116460475253651807?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/116460475253651807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=116460475253651807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/116460475253651807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/116460475253651807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2006/11/long-time-no-blog.html' title='LONG TIME NO BLOG'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RjFraane5tI/AAAAAAAAAAk/XVmngJ1ra7U/s72-c/hatesdrama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-116186960136183982</id><published>2006-10-26T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T20:16:26.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bloggie stuff...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RjFrBane5sI/AAAAAAAAAAc/TEGtfMue4Dw/s1600-h/th_thHardestthings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057941528582743746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RjFrBane5sI/AAAAAAAAAAc/TEGtfMue4Dw/s320/th_thHardestthings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*sighs* i didnt noe having a blog was such a tiring job...i had to trouble (ok...seriously trouble) priscilla to help me do most of the stuff...(sorry pris!) but seriously...i had a hard time trying to figure out wat priscilla wuz trying to tell me on msn but oh well, it was a good 'experience'!now i know what a good friend is for...and what a good friend is like!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-116186960136183982?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/116186960136183982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=116186960136183982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/116186960136183982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/116186960136183982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2006/10/bloggie-stuff.html' title='bloggie stuff...'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RjFrBane5sI/AAAAAAAAAAc/TEGtfMue4Dw/s72-c/th_thHardestthings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36588152.post-116177846610656010</id><published>2006-10-25T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T20:14:57.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i finally have a blog!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RjFqW6ne5rI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7fQXSSfOgYk/s1600-h/love120.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057940798438303410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RjFqW6ne5rI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7fQXSSfOgYk/s320/love120.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;hey people(if u bother looking at this) i finally created a blog!did it without my parents knowing...aint i a pro?lol...please tag!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36588152-116177846610656010?l=angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/feeds/116177846610656010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36588152&amp;postID=116177846610656010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/116177846610656010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36588152/posts/default/116177846610656010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicbetrayer0910.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-finally-have-blog.html' title='i finally have a blog!!!'/><author><name>//star.angel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/SKZ3s6EOBkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fXkG2et2GZQ/S220/youshinebrighter.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_02J00OT3Y0E/RjFqW6ne5rI/AAAAAAAAAAU/7fQXSSfOgYk/s72-c/love120.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
