<?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-20877397</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:37:38.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>traffic lights on the expressway.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>306</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-7853584745099302819</id><published>2006-12-30T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T22:24:00.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogger has been pissing me off for the past week or so... got so fedup that i switched to xanga. but now i can blog again cos apparently the beta version has upgraded to blogger w/o the beta :) hee. but whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please relink:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/vitesse17"&gt;http://www.xanga.com/vitesse17&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay :D&lt;br /&gt;thank you! and sorry for the trouble&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-7853584745099302819?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/7853584745099302819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=7853584745099302819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/7853584745099302819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/7853584745099302819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-guys-blogger-has-been-pissing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-4220919937127536519</id><published>2006-12-26T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T21:47:33.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys! finally can log onto blogger. today was a cool day. went to school and did a bit of hwk :D hahaha actually quite a lot, imo, for a morning. now im left with the graph question and almost the entire paper two. and that's for the math cedar papers only. nevermind i shall aim to achieve more tomorrow! :) please pray that it stops raining so i can peacefully go study at siglap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a super late lunch with mr yeo, miss yeo, cherie and zara this afternoon. after lunch, mr yeo left... then we walked around for awhile and zara had to leave. then we walked around for another while more and cherie had to leave. gasp! hahaa so we walked until 6 plus i think and i went to meet my family already. typical SC-ish day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee ok stupid computer doesn't wanna detect my sony ericsson USB cable! i'm angry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-4220919937127536519?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/4220919937127536519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=4220919937127536519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/4220919937127536519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/4220919937127536519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-guys-finally-can-log-onto-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-2960507891258826608</id><published>2006-12-25T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T20:48:04.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. today was a boring day made fun. xdb came together to... do our chinese calendar. haha thank you mdm sau for making it a group project. added fun to it! hee. we finally finished the templates of the calendar and now what's left are the wordings... and it's up to me to complete the wordings i guess. o well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. what else. went for mass in the evening. and that's about it :) hee im so tired! orientation meeting tomorrow again... don't really feel like going but guess i'm going to go after all. YAY merry x'mas to you all! and a happy new year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-2960507891258826608?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/2960507891258826608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=2960507891258826608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/2960507891258826608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/2960507891258826608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-guys-merry-christmas-d-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-4558368087907944103</id><published>2006-12-24T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T11:30:39.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha hey long time no see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can finally heave a sigh of relief. i've submitted the SMP project selections and now i can concentrate on chionging my hwk, esp that chinese calendar thing!!! haven't even done my summaries cos i have been slacking away ever since i got well. i finished the whole korean series "my girl" yesterday! well... not quite. but i watched tv from noon to like... 6am this morning :D then went to sleep for awhile. hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'd better go get started on my summaries already before i suffer badly tomorrow! see you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-4558368087907944103?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/4558368087907944103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=4558368087907944103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/4558368087907944103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/4558368087907944103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/12/haha-hey-long-time-no-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-560434096432642085</id><published>2006-12-20T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T00:13:57.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for siglap south cc dance concert today. was good :) hee im actually too tired to blog. spent the whole evening waiting and waiting and waiting. grr. didn't sleep the whole of last night. tomorrow got to reach school at 8 plus again. roar! haha anyway. it's been raining cats and dogs for quite a while. i hope it stops raining from tomorrow to friday! please please please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay lah nothing much to say. i'm sick of blogging and i miss training but i can't go cos i feel uncomfortable. bloody hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-560434096432642085?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/560434096432642085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=560434096432642085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/560434096432642085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/560434096432642085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/12/heya-went-for-siglap-south-cc-dance.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-3160132642016153688</id><published>2006-12-18T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T12:29:55.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised something really really &lt;strong&gt;really &lt;u&gt;really&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was the first time i resisted a packet of chicken rice my dad bought back -.- ZOMG. i barely ate 3 spoonfuls of rice and erm.. 2 pieces of chicken? HAHAHAHA. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday i barely ate anything too. porridge galore sia. oh i ate potato chips.. abit. and i think i got worse after that :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today!!! im eating porridge and po chai pills AGAIN!!!! argh. and i haven't gone to the doctor yet. haha. amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-3160132642016153688?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/3160132642016153688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=3160132642016153688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/3160132642016153688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/3160132642016153688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/12/hahahaha-you-know-what-i-just-realised.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-2569971198112419503</id><published>2006-12-16T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T20:36:19.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;cannot make it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having diarrhoea (much worse than ytd!), a fever, and a cold at the same time! painful! i haven't really eaten today besides like... a few spoonfuls of chicken rice and uhh. a small little plate of noodles, 1/3 of what i'd usually eat. ouch :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry to cherie and tingpei. we were supposed to do our calendar thing today but i just had to get sick at the wrong time. oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh my stomach is hurting again! it never stops, does it? urgh-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-2569971198112419503?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/2569971198112419503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=2569971198112419503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/2569971198112419503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/2569971198112419503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/12/cannot-make-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-4028930277069058481</id><published>2006-12-16T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T01:17:34.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was thinking whether i should blog since it's so late already... but haha it's a new day! so i shall do an early post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr today was tiring! haha quite sad though. june lost her phone in the cabbie :( sucks to the stupid person who took her phone! &lt;strong&gt;get a life!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. yeah. didn't go for training (please refer to previous post) so went for orientation meeting and had a bit of fun. haha. after that went for dinner with june and mr yeo. then back home. i've been staring at SMP stuff while on the phone and it's killin' me. finally chose 10 that i don't really mind doing and now got to ask cherie and yihsin to choose their 10 also so we can narrow down after that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's another busy day. got the calendar project to do. GASP! that means i have to choose my stories and everything by tomorrow, before i go to cherie's house! zzzomg. oh well :( jiayou! hahaha. got to chiong physics by this weekend also so next week can be dedicated to math :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay don't feel like blogging anymore. shall make my exit. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-4028930277069058481?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/4028930277069058481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=4028930277069058481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/4028930277069058481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/4028930277069058481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/12/was-thinking-whether-i-should-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-7704632847994389888</id><published>2006-12-15T08:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T08:07:45.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;shoot me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm at home now. going for &lt;strong&gt;orientation meeting&lt;/strong&gt; later. skipped &lt;strong&gt;training&lt;/strong&gt; today, partly cos im having DIARRHOEA, and partly cos im feeling shitty. well it both links up right. hahaha. grr. i think a devil possessed me or something though. i could have gone still but i was pacing around the room thinking if i shd go and in the end i just sat down on the bed and stoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr. reading the newspapers now. orientation meeting gonna start soon. i'm tired and i dont feel like going but wdv! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excuse me while i make my way to the washroom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-7704632847994389888?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/7704632847994389888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=7704632847994389888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/7704632847994389888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/7704632847994389888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/12/shoot-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-2922864735982865739</id><published>2006-12-14T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T00:17:45.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really short post today. as usual. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to study today but due to some &lt;strong&gt;unforeseen circumstances&lt;/strong&gt;, our study session was greatly hampered and we ended up walking around with heavy gold-weighing bags :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thank you so much to the person who made things difficult. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy me bought a new wallet cos the old one had a hole at the coin pouch and i end up giving people free coins now and then. it's the white and green nike one that is so june's but she doesn't use it anymore so she insists its okay. it doesn't look like what i'd carry though. whatever! :) trg tmr again and it's already 12 plus. im going to suffer tomorrow if i dont go to bed soon. next week's gonna be a super busy week and my homework is still pathetically left undone... at least, most of it is undone. silent cry. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-2922864735982865739?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/2922864735982865739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=2922864735982865739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/2922864735982865739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/2922864735982865739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-guys-really-short-post-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-3582046659079373999</id><published>2006-12-13T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T20:44:42.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a very good day today. had training, a hiong one... 2 sets adding up to about 8km, as usual.. after resting for a super long time we strided 3 rounds outside the stadium, each round was about 600m, mr lim estimated. it's gonna be 5 rounds on friday. wah don't know how i'm going to stride 3km at one go. haha at this rate i'm going to ace my 2.4km next year lah huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had orientation stuff after that and i wasted my whole afternoon :( i realised that sugar cane juice is quite nice after all though. hee hee. saw some stuff and im utterly disappointed and disgusted with some arrangements. if what people say is true, i really think they shd wake up their idea. rawr. shall see how it goes next year. grrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, got to find out how sara from 1f looks like, and jia zhen from 1k too. if not im never going to get the shirt sizes done -.- ttfn then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w850i!!! :D hee hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-3582046659079373999?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/3582046659079373999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=3582046659079373999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/3582046659079373999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/3582046659079373999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-guys_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-7276356864733083141</id><published>2006-12-12T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T14:25:28.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heya. another post for today before i go off and slack... then try to do some homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i feel unwell&lt;/strong&gt;. rawr. banged my head up the door of an open cupboard as i was standing up to go to the kitchen to wash the dishes. zang. i just sat there and stoned for a minute or two. ouch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;woah. phones galore. go to &lt;a href="http://www.gsmarena.com"&gt;www.gsmarena.com&lt;/a&gt; man. they've got cool reviews :) realised im quite a happy SE user! hahaa but grrr i can't wait for either february or... end of next year! lolol if there's a nice nice affordable offer, i can trade in! :) haaaa if not, i shall just be patient and wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;let me show you a picture of the phone i've been ogling at since... a while ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007522362257605314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRCJvJplzCY/RX5LDrcwgsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ylWwcuazVcA/s320/sonyericsson-w850.gif" border="0" /&gt;brilliant, eh? lolol the white one looks quite cool too but i don't think it'd look nice in real. owellz. shall stop deluding myself :) ttfn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/20877397-7276356864733083141?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/7276356864733083141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=7276356864733083141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/7276356864733083141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/7276356864733083141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/12/heya.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JRCJvJplzCY/RX5LDrcwgsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ylWwcuazVcA/s72-c/sonyericsson-w850.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-6670907271021240103</id><published>2006-12-12T08:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T08:43:44.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heya! haha decided not to post using proper caps today cos i'm too lazy ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came online so early just to play &lt;strong&gt;insaniquarium&lt;/strong&gt; :) rmb them talking about it the other time and i decided to give it a try. it's addictive! heh heh. but im kinda sick of it for the moment cos the stupid alien typeD keeps killing all my fish at one shot ): oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go play insaniquarium too! it's cool! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha the stomach upset is back again... since last night. tried to drink milk to fill my stomach but it didn't work i guess. probably just made it worse or something! haha oh yes... changed my blogskin, if you haven't already noticed. i like it now, it's simple and... calming! :) hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna flip thru the newspapers now! and maybe i'll go back to insaniquarium before i go study this afternoon! ttfn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-6670907271021240103?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/6670907271021240103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=6670907271021240103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/6670907271021240103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/6670907271021240103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/12/heya-haha-decided-not-to-post-using.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-4322452976060841825</id><published>2006-12-11T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T19:58:49.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a short post here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training today was... One word. Terrible. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Raffles City Shopping Centre with Zara this afternoon for an.. afternoon out &gt;.&lt; decided to try and have a life. Tomorrow no meeting so I shall see if I can go out! Or maybe I should just stay home and do my hwk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-4322452976060841825?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/4322452976060841825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=4322452976060841825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/4322452976060841825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/4322452976060841825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-short-post-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-5487694250348230062</id><published>2006-12-10T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T20:41:53.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a little while since I last posted. Using blogger beta now, it looks more... organised, if you can put it that way. Training tomorrow again, it's a wonder how time passes so quickly. I haven't even progressed since those 3 jian baos. Got to chiong &lt;strong&gt;Physics&lt;/strong&gt; really soon =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Finally went out properly today with Iris :) saw Pin Rui and Eric I think. Hahaha. Hmm had a fairly interesting bus ride back... Shall save the comments though. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiya damn sian don't really feel like blogging already. Shall go play around in Friendster. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-5487694250348230062?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/5487694250348230062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=5487694250348230062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/5487694250348230062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/5487694250348230062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-its-been-little-while-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116540604288542181</id><published>2006-12-06T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T19:57:28.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't really feel like blogging but oh well. Skipped training today cos I got sick yesterday and kinda got worse today. I think I'm going to get even worse tomorrow cos I drank a huge mug of sugar cane juice just now. A bit paiseh to refuse since it was already bought. Yeah :) i'm going to get really sick! Haha hmm, I think they had a nice trg cos they did hurdles and sprints, but I missed that training. Rawr. Hope I'm well enough to go on Friday and then I can train happily! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaa so went to school instead for orientation work session. Haha. I have no comments. But I'm quite glad that quite a bit of stuff has been completed. It's quite heart-attack inducing, come to think of it. Haha the week of 18 - 22 December will be BUSY BUSY BUSY! I hope I still have the time to go down for trg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr. I want to get well NOW ):&lt;br /&gt;Work session again tomorrow! Zzz but lucky we gg DHS hostel first. Heh! Cya guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I keep forgetting to add titles, so I shall remove that idea. GeeZ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116540604288542181?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116540604288542181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116540604288542181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116540604288542181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116540604288542181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116527896176983748</id><published>2006-12-05T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T08:41:20.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Trg...</title><content type='html'>Haha okay I wanted to blog in peace today but someone sent me an e-card and it doesn't wanna stop playing on my screen! It's flooding the computer screen on its own. How annoying! Haha ytd was rubbishy. Trg was rubbishy cos I had to poo halfway (or rather, after 2km out of 10km), and there weren't any toilets at Bishan Park, so I kinda slowed down my pace to erm... prevent any mishaps (: but it was quite sad. Haha. The first 10km training today! Without any sets of knee lift skipping or wdv. Hahahaha. Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that had a huge stomach upset ): took a mighty long time to go down to Mount Sinai, and uhh slacked ard there, didn't do anything very helpful &gt;.&lt; Haha oh I'm done with my 3 jian baos! Now got to get going for Physics already. Sigh sigh sigh. Not that you wanted to know right. Haha okay it's getting late, TTFN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116527896176983748?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116527896176983748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116527896176983748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116527896176983748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116527896176983748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/12/bad-trg.html' title='Bad Trg...'/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116515602135879822</id><published>2006-12-03T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T22:28:40.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy!</title><content type='html'>Was a &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; busy day today, but I'm happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the facial thing in the morning. It was so painful today, I almost cried. Owww- haha yeah then after that went to &lt;strong&gt;Vivo City&lt;/strong&gt; again, to accompany my bro to get his prom clothes. Nice :) makes me wanna get Christmas clothes too but aiya ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee I must rmb not to eat at Carl's Jr unless I'm super super hungry! Their portions are humongous, and the amount of fries they give is... incredible. Haha of course that comes with a nice price too la ;) but ya! Everything there is like supersized!!! Haha. Vivo can be a cool place if it wasn't so crowded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. Let me be a typical Singaporean and do some complaining around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The washrooms in Vivo City are horrendous. Especially the one in the Basement where tons of people go to every millisecond. The floor is wet and dirty, and the worst thing is that there are strands of hair lying around on the floor! It's quite an awful sight, considering how high-end some of the shops in Vivo City are. The sides of the sinks are strewn with pieces of tissue/toilet paper, and same goes for the floor in the cubicles. Like my sis said, I really think we should be cleaners for a day, maybe even half a day, then we'll know what it is like to have to clean up all that mess everyone makes! And for the ladies, wah lao eh. All the sanitary napkins should be &lt;strong&gt;properly&lt;/strong&gt; disposed of IN the sanitary bins, not ON. It was a really ridiculous sight, and furthermore this isn't the first time I've seen it like that. The very first time I went there, which was not long after it opened for business, the washroom was already in that state. Ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should have separate washrooms for messy people and tidy people :) hahaha okay I shall stop being annoyed, or annoying, for complaining. Heh. Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's gonna be another busy day. I'm only done with one jian bao so far, it gets quite depressing ): maybe I'll complete one more tonight, if I'm disciplined enough. Lol I've realised that I've been trying to complete those 2 jian baos for such a long time. And I still have one more to complete after that. Maybe I'll get zao bao tomorrow! :) hee hee. Meeting at MS agn. Zzz ): it's gonna be the stupid Bishan - Raffles Place - Buona Vista travelling mode agn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha okay I'd better get off soon to do my jian bao! (or read the Shopaholic Abroad book! heh heh) Training tomorrow too! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116515602135879822?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116515602135879822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116515602135879822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116515602135879822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116515602135879822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/12/busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy!'/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116505943166947026</id><published>2006-12-02T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T19:37:11.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Postsecret</title><content type='html'>Yay thanks Karmen for sending me all the &lt;strong&gt;Step Up&lt;/strong&gt; songs (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was at Kinokuniya in Bugis when I came across this really cool book called &lt;strong&gt;POSTSECRET&lt;/strong&gt;. It's not really a book, considering it contains many many many postcards containing people's secrets. Many different, totally different adolescents coming from everywhere, writing their deepest "secret" on a postcard and sort of helping to compile a book, without actually doing it. If you know what I mean. I thought it was really cool but it'd be a waste of money I guess =X anyway, I flipped through the book when one line caught my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I'm alone I feel beautiful. It's when I'm around others that I feel ugly and flawed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha these probably aren't the exact words since I last read it on... my birthday! Haha but kind of forgot about it until now. Yeah. I see lots of meaning in that particular postcard. Haha. Nevermind! Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... It's gonna be dinnertime soon and after dinner means that I've got to chiong those 2 jian baos by tonight ): it's a sad sad situation. Hahaha. TTFN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116505943166947026?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116505943166947026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116505943166947026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116505943166947026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116505943166947026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/12/postsecret.html' title='Postsecret'/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116505859610516606</id><published>2006-12-02T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T19:25:22.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horrendous-</title><content type='html'>Hey guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's been horrendous. I haven't even done any of my jian baos although I've chosen two articles which are almost impossible to write about. But who cares =X ah went to Bishan area to get my contacts but toric lenses must wait. So it was a wasted trip but hey, if I didn't go down, I'd never get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went about doing some orientation stuff and I realised we're almost in deep trouble. Got to hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so guilty cos I'm not done with my jian baos. I promise I'll do them today. Haha. Other than that... It's slacking and more slacking until after dinner! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116505859610516606?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116505859610516606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116505859610516606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116505859610516606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116505859610516606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/12/horrendous.html' title='Horrendous-'/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116496463883411724</id><published>2006-12-01T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T17:20:06.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Impossible - Joe Nichols</title><content type='html'>This is a really cool song which I'd mentioned previously. My com hung when I tried to find the lyrics but it's okay now, so &lt;strong&gt;enjoy&lt;/strong&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad chased monsters from the dark&lt;br /&gt;He checked underneath my bed&lt;br /&gt;He could lift me with one arm&lt;br /&gt;Way up over top his head&lt;br /&gt;He could loosen rusty bolts&lt;br /&gt;With a quick turn of his wrench&lt;br /&gt;He pulled splinters from his hand&lt;br /&gt;Never even flinched&lt;br /&gt;And 13 years I never seen him cry&lt;br /&gt;But the day that grandpa died&lt;br /&gt;I realized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsinkable ships sink&lt;br /&gt;Unbreakable walls break&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the things you think could never happen&lt;br /&gt;Happen just like that&lt;br /&gt;Unbendable steel bends&lt;br /&gt;If the fury of the wind is unstoppable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've learned to never underestimate the impossible&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was my junior year&lt;br /&gt;Billy had a brand new car&lt;br /&gt;It was late&lt;br /&gt;The road was wet&lt;br /&gt;I guess the curve was just too sharp&lt;br /&gt;I walked away without a scratch&lt;br /&gt;They brought the helicopter in&lt;br /&gt;Billy couldn't feel his legs&lt;br /&gt;Said he'd never walk again&lt;br /&gt;But Billy said he would&lt;br /&gt;And his mom and daddy prayed&lt;br /&gt;And the day we graduated&lt;br /&gt;He stood up to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsinkable ships sink&lt;br /&gt;Unbreakable walls break&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the things you think could never happen&lt;br /&gt;Happen just like that&lt;br /&gt;Unbendable steel bends&lt;br /&gt;If the fury of the wind is unstoppable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've learned to never underestimate the impossible&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So don't tell me that it's over&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up on you and me&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's no such thing as hopeless&lt;br /&gt;If you believe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unsinkable ships sink&lt;br /&gt;Unbreakable walls break&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the things you think could never happen&lt;br /&gt;Happen just like that&lt;br /&gt;Unbendable steel bends&lt;br /&gt;If the fury of the wind is unstoppable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've learned to never underestimate the impossible&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116496463883411724?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116496463883411724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116496463883411724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116496463883411724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116496463883411724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/12/impossible-joe-nichols.html' title='The Impossible - Joe Nichols'/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116496014353778621</id><published>2006-12-01T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T16:02:23.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something New!</title><content type='html'>Haha realised something? I've added a title to the post! And I think I'm going to do that from now on! Heh. This skin isn't exactly top-notch, but it can do! Good thing is that I love the green and the background colour, AND the font! :) noobs like me wouldn't be able to do a skin like this on my own. Only bad thing is the tree looks overgrown ): but nevermind I guess that's how it's meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You again for all the wishes today, namely Gwyneth, Cherie, Shi Ying, Cassandra. Thanks for remembering :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't started on any homework. GeeZ. My knees and thighs are still VERY BLACK from all the cooling down exercises. It was easier today cos Mr Lim only wanted us to do 5 sets of 5 each, when we usually would do 5 sets of 10. Hmmm... Okay got to go get started on my chinese homework already, those jian baos! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and cya! Please pray the skin stays for at least a week =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116496014353778621?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116496014353778621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116496014353778621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116496014353778621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116496014353778621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/12/something-new.html' title='Something New!'/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116494839740518593</id><published>2006-12-01T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T12:46:37.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's training was great. Oh. I've come to a sad sad realisation that the distance we're doing each time is only &lt;strong&gt;7km&lt;/strong&gt; and not 8km. Well... Nevermind ): 7 is a nice number too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we did 7km today, then 5 sets of high-knee-lift skippings with stairs, which I didn't really do properly cos I'm a bad bad girl. No la, I couldn't lift my right knee up. It was so weird. Haha nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay having a super unhealthy meal of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;green curry instant noodles&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now! I bought two cups from Loyang Point just now, so if I'm hungry later I don't have to dig for food! Or... I can just save it for another day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short paragraphs today. I feel like drinking Caramel Frappucino again. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care! 2 jian baos must be completed today.&lt;br /&gt;OHASFIBASOAFUIBFAFAFASASASHIT I forgot to buy lian he zao bao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116494839740518593?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116494839740518593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116494839740518593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116494839740518593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116494839740518593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/12/heya-todays-training-was-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116490281733213213</id><published>2006-12-01T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T00:06:57.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha check this out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick the month you were born:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January----- I kicked&lt;br /&gt;February----- I loved&lt;br /&gt;March----- I smoked&lt;br /&gt;April----- I dry humped&lt;br /&gt;May----- I choked on&lt;br /&gt;June----- I murdered&lt;br /&gt;July----- I did the Macarena with&lt;br /&gt;August----- I had lunch with&lt;br /&gt;September----- I danced with&lt;br /&gt;October----- I sang to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November----- I yelled at&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December----- I ran over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick the day (number) you were born on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1------- a birdbath&lt;br /&gt;2------- a monster&lt;br /&gt;3------- a phone&lt;br /&gt;4------- a fork&lt;br /&gt;5------- a Mexican&lt;br /&gt;6------- a gangster&lt;br /&gt;7------- my cell phone&lt;br /&gt;8------- my dog&lt;br /&gt;9------- my best friends boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;10------ my neighbor&lt;br /&gt;11------- my science teacher&lt;br /&gt;12------- a banana&lt;br /&gt;13------- a fireman&lt;br /&gt;14------- a stuffed animal&lt;br /&gt;15------- a goat&lt;br /&gt;16------- a pickle&lt;br /&gt;17------- your mom&lt;br /&gt;18------- a spoon&lt;br /&gt;19------- myself&lt;br /&gt;20------- a baseball bat&lt;br /&gt;21------- a ninja&lt;br /&gt;22----- a model&lt;br /&gt;23------- a noodle&lt;br /&gt;24------- a squirrel&lt;br /&gt;25------- a football player&lt;br /&gt;26------- my sister&lt;br /&gt;27------- my brother&lt;br /&gt;28------- an ipod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29------ a permanent marker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30------- a llama&lt;br /&gt;31------- a homeless guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick the color of shirt you are wearing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White------because I'm cool like that.&lt;br /&gt;Black-------because that's how I roll.&lt;br /&gt;Pink--------because I'm NOT a homosexual.&lt;br /&gt;Red--------because the voices told me to do so.&lt;br /&gt;Blue--------because I'm sexy and I do what I want.&lt;br /&gt;Green-----because I hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;Purple-----because I'm cool.&lt;br /&gt;Gray-------because I was drunk.&lt;br /&gt;Yellow-----because someone offered me 1,000,000 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;Orange----because I hate my family.&lt;br /&gt;Brown-----because I was high.&lt;br /&gt;Other------because I'm a ninja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;None-------because I can't control myself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I yelled at a permanent marker because I can't control myself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm wearing a dress! Is that a crime? Hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116490281733213213?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116490281733213213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116490281733213213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116490281733213213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116490281733213213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/12/haha-check-this-out-pick-month-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116489739485772895</id><published>2006-11-30T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T22:36:35.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heya guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to the people who wished me late last night or today :) too lazy to type out names. Heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lunch&lt;/strong&gt; today was great, together with Mr Ang, Mr Yeo, Ms Yeo, Mdm Loh, June and Zara! We had chicken rice (again!!!!) but it was okay lah. Quite good actually! Suntec Chicken Rice is nice and creative, what with their triangular shaped rice. Hmm... Then we ate Swensen's and I almost got embarrassed! Haha but was saved in the nick of time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went through City Link with Ms Yeo, Zara and June... Then Ms Yeo left ;) then Zara left at Dhoby Ghaut... So June and I were left. We went Taka and the crazy anti-public transport girl had a lot to say about Singapore's MRTs and buses! Pissed me off. Hahaha. O well. But we had a lot of fun I think. One moment I got pissed with her, another moment we were laughing like there's no tmr. Haha oh and I pwned her at her stupid "Wanted!" game on her Nintendo DS. Her high score was 37, and mine was 117! YEAAAAAA nice number anyway! Thank You June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a nice and happy day, what's more, I'm done with my bio worksheet! Got a lot to ask about though, I'm completely clueless about the relationship between the renal artery, renal vein and the kidney, altho it probably seems kinda obvious. Haha. Got to chiong at least 2 jian baos tomorrow, since I have two different stacks of lian he zao bao at home. Then I'll feel so accomplished! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training tomorrow too, hope I feel okay. Downed so much heaty stuff today, I might get a sore throat by tomorrow morning. And then it'll take all the effort in the world to drag myself out of bed and convince myself that I'm in the right state of mind (and body) to go for training. Such a slacker! Oops. But after that it'll be alright. It always gets better :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PWNZ I wanna play June's Nintendo DS! Someone buy me one, with lots of mini games, for Christmas! Haha... Yah right =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha okay not much more to say! Yay it's the end of November... No that's bad news. Not much time to complete homework already, got to speed up! Hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I sound a little out of the ordinary today. Maybe it's the chocolate high :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116489739485772895?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116489739485772895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116489739485772895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116489739485772895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116489739485772895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/heya-guys-thank-you-to-people-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116485474934101107</id><published>2006-11-30T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T10:45:49.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey just a short post here. I'm pissed! I wanna kill &lt;strong&gt;June Fong&lt;/strong&gt;. We're supposed to meet at 11.30am to go meet the teachers and Zara and whoever else I can't remember, later. But I betcha my bottom dollar she ain't awake yet cos she didn't take any of my calls, and she didn't reply my msg. Rawr. Cannot stand it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tardy queen is pissing me off ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116485474934101107?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116485474934101107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116485474934101107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116485474934101107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116485474934101107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-just-short-post-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116481224288326197</id><published>2006-11-29T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T23:20:23.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was super hiong. Training was exhausting! I think we're doing more and more stuff! I was still out of breath on bus svc 53 back home today. Anyway, rushed home after training then went over to Mount Sinai for meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got &lt;strong&gt;cake-smashed&lt;/strong&gt; by my juniors! Hahaha. Thanks anyway, orientation comm '07! So touched you all remembered. Haha. It was quite paiseh cos I usually sing birthday songs for people and my birthdays are usually spent only with one person going out, but this time it was a whole team of people I love. Thank You so much, I really appreciate it! :) nevertheless, the cake was SUPER oily (thanks See Ting), but the other cake was delicious! Heh... See Ting it's your turn next! Haha anyway thanks for making this day so memorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went dinner at Bugis Junction with Mdm Loh, June and Ben. So silly! Hahaha. Thanks to all of you! And thank you June for spending the later part of the evening with me (sounds sooooo wrong!). Yep shan't elaborate much, but it was good :) an after-meeting issue. Haha. Ok nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, thank you June for the &lt;strong&gt;birthday song&lt;/strong&gt;! Hahahahahahaha and for the pre-birthday wishes. And Miss Tan PB too. Oh and Pin Rui!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks also to:&lt;br /&gt;Zhang Lu, Jepz, Fudi, Sun Ye, Lee Jia Hui, Vanessa, Jamie, Sheryl, Mom, Emerson, Sean, Ng Jia Hui, See Ting, Yuh Ding, Charlotte, Qian Jun, Hannah, Timothy, Isaac, Jia Yan, Miss Yeo, Daniel, Kenny, Zara, Qing Yi, Iris, Mr Yeo, Bao Jia, Yun Shan, Shaun, June again, Ben Ng, Mdm Loh, Geoff, Kim Keat, Wen Xin, TJ, Sumei, Mervyn, Guo Rui, er er er I can't rmb anymore! And ORIENTATION COMMITTEE. No idea if I missed anyone out so sorry in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr's also gonna be a cool day! Although it's no longer my bday! Hahahah. It's gonna be &lt;strong&gt;Daniel's&lt;/strong&gt; day! :) Yay! Lunchie wunchie! :) cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116481224288326197?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116481224288326197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116481224288326197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116481224288326197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116481224288326197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-today-was-super-hiong.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116471176076106840</id><published>2006-11-28T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T19:02:40.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha you know something's reaaaaaaally wrong when you're blogging like thrice a day, for two days consecutively. Reaaaaaaaaaaaaally wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Damn. Don't understand anything about excretion. Somebody help me! Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay shall stop blogging already. Shall only blog once tomorrow. Anyway I won't be at home most of the time. Maybe I shan't even blog! Yay! Hahah ok wdv. So bored. So lame. So retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116471176076106840?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116471176076106840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116471176076106840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116471176076106840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116471176076106840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/haha-you-know-somethings-reaaaaaaally.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116470206051446831</id><published>2006-11-28T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T16:21:00.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach is bursting! And if it ultimately bursts, you'll be engulfed in red and yellow! Stupid pasta and Prego pasta sauce! ): disgusting. I didn't really know how to cook the pasta sauce, and besides, had no minced meat, so I just cooked the sauce itself. That was okay although a little too salty =X then I cooked tooooooooooo &lt;strong&gt;MUCH&lt;/strong&gt; pasta! Zomg I had a tough time finishing it up ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roar now I need to go do 124098172471 jumping jacks and 2398698315610 star jumps to make up for it :D but of course I'm not going to do anything (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to decorating my room! So unproductive today ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116470206051446831?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116470206051446831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116470206051446831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116470206051446831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116470206051446831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/hahahahahahahahaha-my-stomach-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116469468163618744</id><published>2006-11-28T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T14:18:01.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 9 plus, rather late, considering I slept around 10 plus last night. Dragged myself out of bed and packed my clothes wardrobe. I think my upper body got longer or something. It's quite weird. Hahaha. Oh well. Oh and I got fatter too. Wdv though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't decorated my room with all the posters and postcards. Hahaha. So retarded! Got to help my brother dump some songs into the mp3 so he doesn't get bored to death on the way to Genting, and then I'll be going off after that. I feel so stupid writing all about my day here :) but nevermind! Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy free days like this :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116469468163618744?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116469468163618744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116469468163618744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116469468163618744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116469468163618744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-guys-woke-up-at-9-plus-rather-late.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116462363804029552</id><published>2006-11-27T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T18:33:58.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is a free advertisement, directed to dhstrack team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Please visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dhstrack.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;http://dhstrack.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;New and improved siah. 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You won't regret it! :D Heee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116462363804029552?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116462363804029552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116462363804029552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116462363804029552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116462363804029552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-is-free-advertisement-directed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116460883689688533</id><published>2006-11-27T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T14:27:16.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heh changed my blogskin again! It's a very different colour scheme from the STORM one, although I think the storm one is nicer. Just wanted to get myself into the christmassy mood! Heh there's this song named &lt;strong&gt;The Impossible&lt;/strong&gt; by Joe Nichols. I think you should listen to it! It's really nice (: the lyrics are meaningful and catchy! Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz it's less than 15 minutes more to 2.30pm. I really should go take a bath. I hate rain ): rawr! Haha now my phone has LOTS of hoops and yoyo audio tracks stored in it! HAHAHA I shall let everyone I meet listen to at least one file. Cutex worx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116460883689688533?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116460883689688533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116460883689688533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116460883689688533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116460883689688533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/heh-changed-my-blogskin-again-its-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116460368622498515</id><published>2006-11-27T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T13:01:26.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey haha I'm not really in the mood to type not. Feeling out of breath. Trg was quite hiong today although we merely did A BIT more than the previous trg. Maybe it feels like that after a weekend break. Ran the 8km horribly today, I think a few minutes slower than the previous training. Nevermind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a samaritan. Once I reached home I went to keep the clothes and rags from outside :D Heh heh heh. Ok nvm... Later shall go pack my clothes wardrobe and decorate my room! And if time permits I shall help to fold/iron the clothes while watching Goong. Believe it or not, I've only watched the first 3 and last 3 discs. So lousy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm let me see what's on this week, since the pasta's taking such a long time to boil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Training&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: FREE day! Probably time to kick that procrastination away and start on my much awaited holiday hwk! Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Training and Work Session&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Lunch with teachers and friends (:&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Training&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Make IC (I think)&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: That facial thing. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prob gonna have more orientation stuff also lah. But I shall not worry about that first. I'm feeling super hungry cos I didn't take breakfast this morning! I hope the pasta is ready soon! Shall stop typing already in case my kitchen burns into flames =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn got to cook rice today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116460368622498515?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116460368622498515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116460368622498515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116460368622498515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116460368622498515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-haha-im-not-really-in-mood-to-type.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116447606363450302</id><published>2006-11-26T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T02:19:13.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This is from Zhi Xin's blog (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #333333 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #333333 1px solid; MARGIN: 10px; BORDER-LEFT: #333333 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #333333 1px solid" cellspacing="0" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: #ffddbb; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: bold 16px sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center" colspan="2"&gt;This Is My Life, Rated&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: #333333 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: #333333 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: #ffffcc; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 18px sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #333333 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Life:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: #333333 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: #ffffff; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 18px sans-serif; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 240px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #333333 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="12" src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/grebar.gif" width="120" /&gt; 6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: #333333 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: #ffffcc; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 12px sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Mind:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: #ffffff; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 12px sans-serif; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 240px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="12" src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/grebar.gif" width="112" /&gt; 5.6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: #333333 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: #ffffcc; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 12px sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Body:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: #ffffff; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 12px sans-serif; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 240px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="12" src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/blubar.gif" width="150" /&gt; 7.5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: #333333 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: #ffffcc; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 12px sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Spirit:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: #ffffff; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 12px sans-serif; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 240px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="12" src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/yelgrebar.gif" width="100" /&gt; 5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: #333333 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: #ffffcc; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 12px sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Friends/Family:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: #ffffff; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 12px sans-serif; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 240px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="12" src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/yelbar.gif" width="84" /&gt; 4.2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: #333333 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: #ffffcc; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 12px sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Love:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: #ffffff; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 12px sans-serif; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 240px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="12" src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/oryelbar.gif" width="58" /&gt; 2.9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: #333333 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: #ffffcc; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 12px sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Finance:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: #ffffff; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: bold 12px sans-serif; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 240px; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" height="12" src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/yelbar.gif" width="84" /&gt; 4.2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: #333333 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: #ffeedd; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 0px; FONT: bold 14px sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #0000ff" href="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/life/rate_my_life.html"&gt;Take the Rate My Life Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wl so sad! How come like that... Zzz. Hahaha. Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: medium; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px 0px 8px; FONT: bold 16px sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px 0px 8px; FONT: bold 16px sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: gray 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 6px; BORDER-TOP: gray 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 6px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 6px; FONT: 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: gray 1px solid; WIDTH: 320px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 6px; BORDER-BOTTOM: gray 1px solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: white"&gt;&lt;b style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 8px; FONT: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; COLOR: black"&gt;Your Language Arts Grade: 100%&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 100%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: white; MARGIN: 10px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; COLOR: black; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none"&gt;Way to go! You know not to trust the MS Grammar Check and you know "no" from "know." Now, go forth and spread the good word (or at least, the proper use of apostrophes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: blue" href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/are_you_gooder_at_grammar"&gt;Are You Gooder at Grammar?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: blue" href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Make a Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px 0px 8px; FONT: bold 16px sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; COLOR: #000000; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: gray 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: gray 1px solid; FONT: 12px sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: gray 1px solid; WIDTH: 320px; BORDER-BOTTOM: gray 1px solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: white"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 5px" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b style="DISPLAY: block; FONT-SIZE: 20px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 8px"&gt;Which of the 7 Deadly Sins are you?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 16px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 4px"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Greed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid; HEIGHT: 12px"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 67%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: white; MARGIN: 10px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; COLOR: black; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none"&gt;What it is: Greed is the desire for material wealth or gain, ignoring the realm of the spiritual. It is also called Avarice or Covetousness.&lt;br /&gt;Why you do it: You live in possibly the most pampered, consumerist society since the Roman Empire.&lt;br /&gt;Your punishment in Hell will be: You'll be boiled alive in oil.&lt;br /&gt;Associated symbols &amp; suchlike: Greed is linked with the frog and the color yellow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;Gluttony&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 58%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;Envy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 58%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;Pride&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 46%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;Anger&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 21%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;Lust&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 7%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;Sloth&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 0%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 8px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; PADDING-TOP: 8px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which&lt;/a&gt; of the 7 Deadly Sins are you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok. Getting kinda tired already. Shall stop here. Happy Sunday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116447606363450302?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116447606363450302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116447606363450302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116447606363450302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116447606363450302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-is-from-zhi-xins-blog-this-is-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116447388865580249</id><published>2006-11-26T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T00:58:08.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a short post here! Going on a super fast spree for track pics, hoops and yoyo audio files, k750i themes and blablabla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packed my room today! Huge sense of accomplishment but there's still my clothes wardrobe and all that homework to be done! :D Woof woof. Okay sorry. Hahahaha. I'm feelin high! Where to dine tomorrow evening? Hm hm hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay shall hurry pack my clothes wardrobe soon and then I can go do hwk in peace already. Clean and not so dusty rooms makes Mabel a happy girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116447388865580249?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116447388865580249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116447388865580249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116447388865580249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116447388865580249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-short-post-here-going-on-super.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116437275375679250</id><published>2006-11-24T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T20:52:33.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just drop it, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't even wanna listen to what I had to say to you about my day just now. You just walked ahead. I was thinking, what the hell? Why don't you wanna know about what happened during the day? You didn't even know about my exams until I told you the week before. When my exams were over, you asked me whether they had started. You wished me happy birthday 2 months before my birthday last year. I feel ridiculous. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and very very left out just now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wth? I felt like a complete weirdo just now. When I tried to crack some jokes here and there, it didn't work. Haha nothing works I guess. I felt much better before that, during the prev meetg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, what's wrong with me. I'm combining every single not-so-positive thing that happened today to form a huge tumour in me. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side,&lt;br /&gt;We did 8km for training today, we as in middle distance runners. It was ridiculous cos I died at the last lap, couldn't push forward anymore. So I just lagged behind while Jessica, Sean, Ming Hwee and Charlotte chionged in front of me. Running alone wasn't that good cos there wasn't any driving force! The only thing I told myself was that they should be within my vision, and less than 100m apart, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think there's something wrong with me. Hahaha. Nevermind. Good Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116437275375679250?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116437275375679250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116437275375679250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116437275375679250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116437275375679250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-drop-it-ok-you-didnt-even-wanna.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116428617652609875</id><published>2006-11-23T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T20:49:36.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heya everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fair. Went over to NUS early in the morning (Sorry for being a bit late) for the MOE-NUS Lab Race thing. It was really retarded! :D although can kind of say that it was quite fun after all, cos we did some running about and climbed up and down some flights of stairs. The NUS FoE is damn big ok. Annoying! I think the peeps who study there are quite fit cos they have to walk here and there to find their way around ): well... At least for the first few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I learnt that pHd is &lt;strong&gt;Doctor of Philosophy&lt;/strong&gt;! Nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm the lab race was quite cool cos we got a $10 Kinokuniya Book Voucher just by participating :D and HAHA our group is cool cos the first thing we did was to go find that stupid Linus the NUS Lion! Sad that we proceeded to do our first task before submitting the bonus card ): but nevermind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to MICA building with my mom to view some pottery exhibitions, then went for dinner at Parkway. Saw Mr Yeo in his ARMY uniform, going to meet the SC teachers. Yeah. Then went home after that already and plonked my butt here :D should go take a bath soon and mentally prepare myself for tomorrow's training. Ha ha ha ): cannot repeat what happened ytd or I shall never forgive myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116428617652609875?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116428617652609875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116428617652609875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116428617652609875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116428617652609875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/heya-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116415944077841014</id><published>2006-11-22T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T09:37:20.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I woke up and felt a bit queasy, so I decided to stay home and rest, instead of going for training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best (look, I'm being sacarstic here) part is,&lt;br /&gt;I feel okay now. Even my legs are not killing me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel like the worst person in the world. Eurgh. So I'm skipping a training for nothing. Wth. Keep doing wrong things. Rawr. Ahh then at 8 plus I was thinking of chionging down to Bishan but sort of decided against it cos I'd reach at about 10 and going for trg at 10 is rather retarded and.. redundant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this stupid "I'm not feeling so well" thing and the feeling much better after like 1 and a half hours has pricked my conscience like a... sharp needle. And since I don't forget things that easily, I am probably going to think of myself as the worst person in the world for a long long time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUS lab race tomorrow and I don't feel like going at all. Shall see how it goes tomorrow. And I shall have to train extra hard on Friday. Haha the track at Mount Sinai is sadddd. I think the 100m sprinters will cry when they see the state of the track. Meetings galore on Friday too! I will be LATE. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah I'm the worst person in the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116415944077841014?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116415944077841014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116415944077841014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116415944077841014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116415944077841014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116411505502580954</id><published>2006-11-21T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T21:17:35.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My. Legs. Are. Killing. Me.&lt;br /&gt;Abbreviation?&lt;br /&gt;MLAKM :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zomg I think I might suffer a lot during training tomorrow. My whole upper thigh is practically paralysed, just hope it gets better tomorrow (: hmm yah. Went over to Mount Sinai to help with the moving of PE dept stuff, ehh apparently we weren't of much help. We were probably acting as roadblocks to the incoming boxes and boxes of stuff, but whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah I don't know how I'm going to run tomorrow. And I think I just irritated the heck out of someone, but again, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Thank you to chen lao shi for giving us a lift to Tanah Merah MRT this evening, although there was a traffic jam in the ECP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like blogging anymore for today. My legs are affecting my typing, doesn't matter how (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116411505502580954?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116411505502580954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116411505502580954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116411505502580954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116411505502580954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/my.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116403513810228907</id><published>2006-11-20T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T23:05:38.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Step Up is a cool show.&lt;br /&gt;My legs are aching like mad.&lt;br /&gt;Especially the upper part of the lower part of my body. You know, the thighs, and joints. Ow. I feel like an old woman. Can't mooooove properly! Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step Up is so cool.&lt;br /&gt;The dancing there makes me wanna move and groove too, only thing is I can't &gt;.&lt;''' lol. Woooooo! :D Oh yes a random fact: this is my 267th post. I kinda like the number hahaha. So retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO WATCH STEP UP IF YOU HAVEN'T!&lt;br /&gt;Although all I wanted to watch was them dancing. I think the girl is quite pretty, and I think that Tyler guy has a baby face! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tired!&lt;br /&gt;Got to reach school early tomorrow agn. Rawr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116403513810228907?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116403513810228907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116403513810228907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116403513810228907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116403513810228907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/step-up-is-cool-show.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116401397929494554</id><published>2006-11-20T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T17:12:59.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heh trg was mad today. We were supp to do some 4+ km distance in no more than 20 mins, and yeaaaaaa we managed to get back before tht! Mr Lim's gonna shorten the timing for next trg &gt;.&lt; then did lots of what he calls power training, was quite fun but tiring. Can feel the pain now. Zomg don't know how it'd be like tomorrow! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went down to Mt Sinai to help with SC moving (not much of help tho!) hahaha then went home, now going out again to catch Step Up with njh. Yes, I know it's rather delayed, but can't blame us! We are busy people. Hahahaha. SL moving tomorrow. Zomg zomg zomg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, can't wait for 22nd. My phone line will start a new month then. It's exploooooded already and I still have tomorrow! Ah well. Sorry to my parents in advance. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay the rain has lightened. I shall set off now lest there be no more tix when we've reached. Zzz &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116401397929494554?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116401397929494554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116401397929494554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116401397929494554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116401397929494554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/heh-trg-was-mad-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116391789682568016</id><published>2006-11-19T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T14:31:36.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey just a short post here before I go watch Goong and read my storybook at the same time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went swimming this afternoon with Dad. Did 20 laps so that I won't die tomorrow during training heh. I wanna go swimming every week! Helps with stamina I think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty then. Another week is over! Take care all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116391789682568016?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116391789682568016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116391789682568016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116391789682568016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116391789682568016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-just-short-post-here-before-i-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116385349858634608</id><published>2006-11-18T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T20:44:09.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha just realised how L-O-N-G that post was! Zomg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Today was a &lt;strong&gt;FABULOUS &lt;/strong&gt;day! It's been long since I had a day of fun ok! It was the craziest day out since forever and it is all thanks to June and Zara. HA. Not to forget Cherie who was with us in spirit (this sounds weird!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Went for Graduation in the morning. I woke up at 7.05 when I was supposed to be ON THE BUS by 6.45 ): So had to trouble my daddy to send me to school again! It always happens on Saturdays. Graduation was okay, just a little tiring cos had to keep standing around while speeches were carried out and while the Year Fours went up to get their leaving certs. Felt like extra bananas there but oh well! Ahh I'm going to miss people like &lt;strong&gt;Iris&lt;/strong&gt; and Pei Qi and whatnot lah. Too lazy to think now! But yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we sat around in school to wait for Zara to finish her stupid Casino Royale movie and it took so darned long. We were stoning there and Miss Koh came over. She told us some really upsetting stuff. MISS KOH I'M GOING TO MISS YOU LIKE MAD ): not like you'd ever read this, but it's all for the better! Haha. She's one teacher who really bothers about and cares for her students, and I actually felt super numb when I heard what she said, but my body and brain sort of cocked up while coordinating and I kinda went mildly crazy, whining my ass off. Ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Mr Koh came over after Cherie left (cos she was tired) and asked us to help clear some of the tables. HAHAHA and I cleared some birdshit (with tissue paper of course, provided by Chai Hong) and dumped it into the plate June was carrying away. She went ballistic and threw the plate on the table, so I had to bring it to the trash. Zomg. June was really retarded today. She's not one you can bullshit with, cos birdshit kills her already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she kept doing her stupid whale sounds today. She kept freaking people out! Just ask Keng Hoe (is that how you spell his name?) man. She gave him some weird stare then shouted HELLO! Hahahahahaha. How embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;We went to Vivo shortly after, to meet Zara. We went mad there again. Went to SUPERDOG (some hotdog parlour) for lunch, they served hot dogs with some WEIRD (and yes, I mean REALLY weird) green vegetables which we thought were pickles. However, they stated so clearly on their signboard that they didn't serve pickles cos they spoilt the taste of the food! Hahahaha so what was that green thing man!? Zzz. Yeah then we walked around quite alot before shooing Zara up to the Vivo Garden (that's what I call it!) and left her alone there for quite awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came back with erm... 4 cakes from BakerzIn (namely Tiramisu, Strawberry Shortcake, Cookies &amp; Cream Cheesecake and Chocolate Amer or something like tt!) and 2 bottles of Fruit Tree Fresh Juice (namely Apple and Aloe Vera, and Orange!) Hee it was soooooo dumb cos we chionged up to the Vivo Garden (two claustrophobic maniacs, one doing whale sounds and another pulling the bag of the whale) and sat down, had a feast with the birthday girl! :D June was, as usual, retarded again, made Zara imagine that the candle was lit and got her to blow the fire out! LOL. Thenwe ate and ate and had some nice time together. Woooo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we went home ): cos Zara had family dinner and both of us had dinner at home too! It was a meaningful day and I hope she enjoyed our company (especially June the whale) cos it's become a once in a blue moon thing now that we're so preoccupied with our personal stuff! Yay I thank SC, and orientation, for helping us to get to know each other so much better (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's a rather long post again, think I should go do other stuff on the com now! Swimming tomorrow morning if the weather permits, and got to pack my room too! It's a rubbish dump in there! Eek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zomg I must &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; forget this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZARA!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Haha you're the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116385349858634608?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116385349858634608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116385349858634608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116385349858634608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116385349858634608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/haha-just-realised-how-l-o-n-g-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116368518209364146</id><published>2006-11-16T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T22:52:54.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey! It's back to my blog now :) Hahaha typing on the SC blog was like having constipation (bad way to describe it, I know) cos I had to try not to repeat whatever was already typed by Cherie and Zhi Xin earlier on! Think I can type more freely now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SC camp was great! Frankly speaking, I really admired how the new SCs easily opened up to all of SC, and I'm very very proud of them for that! Also, I was really impressed by their interminable enthusiasm and positivity in all that they did! For instance, we all know that everyone was super tired by the second day, but I could see the SCs mostly listening attentively to all the talks that were conducted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not surprisingly, Street Chase was the event that striked me the most, although I wasn't part of any group, and wasn't able to run around Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Street Chase was, to me, something like the climax yet ending of the camp. Didn't do much during the chase itself, but the sharing after that with the volunteers really moved me. The SCs were so together in everything that they did. They were really bonded and co-operated with each other. Each and every one of them had their strengths to contribute during the chase. Reading Zhi Xin's blog, and after talking to June, some of their group members were living, talking and walking bus guides; some of them were fabulous in being enthusiastic and high all the time; some of them were so encouraging and lifted everyone's spirits during sian times. Woo I love SC! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a day after the camp and all the words I've planned to type here have sorta dissolved into my brain. What's left are memories of the past, issues to tackle in the present, and plans for the future. (I sound like I'm pregnant!) Heh, all the effort was worth it man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda killed myself during the camp so many times. Yeah, I guess it's a habit already. It's so difficult to complete my sentences nowadays. I stop mid-sentence and don't know how to continue anymore. The camp was sort of like the thing that helped to uncover that stupid problem. &lt;em&gt;I write better than I talk&lt;/em&gt;. Yeah. I guess so. And I know it's time to change that habit. I really wonder why my mom keeps saying I'm a good speaker. I tried to tell her many times, but she stuck to believing in me when I was in Primary School, when I didn't have fat lined around my brain. (think fat lined in the arteries and blood flow affected) Yeah thanks Ms Yeo for encouraging me in an implicit way, and although it probably wasn't intentional, you used your powerful way of driving things into people before loosening up and encouraging them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all the teachers too for being so accepting and respecting our opinions all this time. Really appreciate that you all believe in us; we'll not let you down! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Since I can't blog about my group members (don't have any, how saddening), I shall blog a little something about each of the members in the exco'o6o7!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ben&lt;/strong&gt;'s been a really inspiring and caring person, very sensitive to others' feelings. He never fails to make sure that you're comfortable in whatever you do. Although he sounds a little formal whenever he speaks, you can be sure that there always is an element of humour! I really respect him for being able to juggle his Academics, CCA and SC so well. Oh yes. Ben also has a very positive outlook on life man! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cherie.&lt;/strong&gt; I've known her since the end of Sec One, (thanks to ZX!) and I really thank God for the Term 3 Holidays. It's made her a crazier person! Hahahaha. Jokes aside, Cherie's a very rational person and I thank her for that, cos I can get a little impulsive when time is being nasty towards me. She also thinks before she speaks, and it's something I've got to learn from her, fast. She's disciplined and good at suppressing emotions when necessary, and I'm thankful for being in the same class as her! Oh her voice is powerful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yu Ru&lt;/strong&gt; is like the highest person in the comm! She never fails to brighten up meetings with lots of humour, be it lame or "HAHA" funny. She has this way of connecting with others that is so special and unique (isn't that the same thing? Hahaha) and she is full of laughter most of the time! I'm glad she found the dosh, shouldn't have worried herself sick. Go Yu Ru! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's move on to &lt;strong&gt;Dinah&lt;/strong&gt;. I was kinda shocked (not in a negative way of course) to see her almost in tears during the sharing conducted regarding Street Chase. Dinah is damn cute! She's always very bubbly and her innocence really striked me since the start. She's very caring and besides that, she has this knack of being able to mix well with everyone around her, be it her group members or not! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June&lt;/strong&gt; ah June :) June is this super pro person who pleasantly surprised me during the Street Chase cos she managed to find her way around! Hahahaha jokes aside, she's really caring towards everyone, and she is the kind of person who manages to make everyone happy. She has this crazy gift with words! :D Oh yes, she never ceases to ensure that everyone has a full stomach! Lolol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Virginia&lt;/strong&gt; left on the first night cos she won a trip somewhere! I kinda forgot the place, so sorry. Virg is this super supportive albeit a little quiet person who really cares a lot. She is a very good role model and can connect well with people, especially when she gets to know them better. Oh yah! She looks v cute when she smiles, although that sounded a little ridiculous. This is so late, but Bon Voyage and hope to see you soon! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zara&lt;/strong&gt; is this super mad person whom I went crazy calling during Street Chase, due to my kiasu personality. She never fails to drive people insane (in a good way) with her silly antics and mad actions! This sounds so cliche and overused now that I have mentioned this on a few people, but she is also one that has a way with connecting with people, and one would feel at ease talking to her, whether you know her well or not. Maybe that explains why she's in Corporate &lt;strong&gt;Relations&lt;/strong&gt;. HAHAHA that was retarded. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Although &lt;strong&gt;Ming Quan&lt;/strong&gt; didn't come for the camp, can still say something short about him lah :D MQ is this crazy person who has SUPER LAME and sometimes scary jokes and laughter that can spice up someone's day! Hmm. He's really dedicated and focused when it comes to getting something done, and he ensures that all is well before he calls it a day! Oh and he's super encouraging. I remember receiving a message from him after Teachers' Day Celebration thanking all helpers for the effort put in. Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooooo &lt;strong&gt;Zhang Lu&lt;/strong&gt;!!! Hahaha she's very funny and likes to tease me! Wah it's not so easy to type new stuff after typing for 8 people. Hmm. I feel that Zhang Lu's very capable. She has this weird ability of being able to make time for EVERYTHING! Haha and she's real cheerful and like Ben, she has a very positive outlook on life and everything involving it. Got to thank her for the encouragement she gave me when I was feeling not so normal that day :) Thanks Zhang Lu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zhi Xin&lt;/strong&gt; is this super eloquent speaker (and writer). She's really sporty! It's my third year of knowing her and I'm enjoying that! Okay that sounds weird again, but wait, since when have I not said anything weird lol. It's really hard to type something very creative out at this point of time cos it's 10 plus at night and I'm kinda temporarily braindead, but ZX is cool. Oh yes! She's really enthusiastic and has a thing with the English Language. Super strong at that. And hmm, the only time she's not-so-high is when she just wakes up! Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly realised that, in a year's time, I'll probably be doing the same thing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a very long post, shall end here although I still have so much to say, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SC wan sui!&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116368518209364146?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116368518209364146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116368518209364146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116368518209364146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116368518209364146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-its-back-to-my-blog-now-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116333376964680879</id><published>2006-11-12T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T20:16:09.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom rocks! :D she cooked all the nice nice dishes but forgot to cook rice, and only realised it when she left the house for church :D Yay! Hahahaha so we're all waiting for the rice cooker to be done. I kinda smell some cooked rice now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had &lt;strong&gt;orientation&lt;/strong&gt; meeting in the morning, then after that went to walk walk with jyz for awhile, den went for church already lor. Not much lah. I'm feelin an urge to run. Zzz. Maybe that urge will fade away soon, like I said ytd lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SC camp tomorrow! Hee and I haven't packed. Expect I won't do so until 11pm tonight or something, since it's 8 plus and dinner is not ready yet. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realised. Such a short post. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing Church Camp! More like... err nvm. Haha. Cya! Shall go read my &lt;em&gt;The Second Summer of the Sisterhood&lt;/em&gt; now, the sequel to The Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants :D Yay. Hahahaha. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116333376964680879?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116333376964680879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116333376964680879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116333376964680879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116333376964680879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116324067823030904</id><published>2006-11-11T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T18:24:38.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite cool. Went to Parkway early in the morning to buy miscellaneous stuff with Ben, Cherie and Yu Ru. Bought a nice chocolate waffle from the bakery for brekkie (: it was delicious! Haha it's been ages since I've last waffled. Ah well. Hmm after that went to buy all the stuff then headed to school for packing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hostel Reading Room looks damn cool :D i'm pretty certain all the current SCs will get a shock out of their lives upon seeing the hugeeeeeee makeover! Haha oops i'm such a spoiler lol. Ahhh for the umpteenth time, I can't wait for SC camp! Haha. Hope the enthusiasm will last. Yay! Heh heh heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had pizza! :D thank you Mdm Loh and Mr Yeo! Orientation Meeting again tomorrow. Haha I just realised that the content of my posts are so weird. If you take a look at my archives, around the May-July period, you'll realise that all my posts are saturated with nothing but trainings, trainings, trainings. Now, it's sC. Hahahaa retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah I'm getting bored. Shall sort out all my SC stuff and put properly first so I myself dun get confused on Monday. Take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116324067823030904?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116324067823030904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116324067823030904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116324067823030904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116324067823030904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/heya-today-was-quite-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116316574901273945</id><published>2006-11-10T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T21:35:49.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! My third post of the day. Horrendous, eh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Slept my whole afternoon away. Only doing constructive stuff at this time of the day. Heh. Can't wait for SC camp! Wooooo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly have this urge to go for training. And it's 9.30 at night. Wth? I really really really feel like running now! ARGHHHHH. Even though my thigh is aching and all. Oh well... Maybe tomorrow, but I think the urge will have died by then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH so busy tonight! And my room is so messy I don't have the mood to do any work at all! Think I'll have to throw alot of stuff into cupboards before I take them all out for packing after the camp. Heh :D Hmm oh yes I have to buy shampoo and bath soap tomorrow! Please remind me, whoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forbidden City rocks :) especially the songs. Haha it's been months since I've watched it, but can still vividly remember. Hmm. Okay lah guess I shall go offline to bathe and pack pack my room abit before doing work already! Good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116316574901273945?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116316574901273945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116316574901273945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116316574901273945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116316574901273945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-my-third-post-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116315515459385429</id><published>2006-11-10T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T18:39:14.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has also been a very Zzz day. Ah well. Lazed around, went to sleep, lazing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH!&lt;br /&gt;Got to chiong prep today already lah. Hahaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116315515459385429?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116315515459385429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116315515459385429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116315515459385429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116315515459385429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-today-has-also-been-very-zzz-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116312608047896788</id><published>2006-11-10T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T10:34:40.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. It was such a Zzz day ytd. Went to sch to get my schoolbooks (apparently Daughters of Heaven STILL isn't available) then helped with the packing of graduation stuff. Heh heh :D Hmm. What else. Went for lunch with Karmen and See Ting at Stadium Macs (again). Think I've been surviving on Macs for eons already. Health Alert! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, left Macs at about 2pm. We took 158 after waiting for ages! One super big round. Meaning we took 158 back to school (including that big round it takes when you take from opposite DHS) and I went all the way to that one stop before Serangoon Interchange! Took 53 from there and went to Bishan Stadium already. Reached there at 3.15pm, surprise surprise. Whenever I want to be early, I'm super late. Whenever I want to be a bit late, I'm super early. Oh well. My thighs were killing me (couldn't walk properly) so I went for a round of warmups with Qian Jun before dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to ask Mr Lim what to do so he told me to run around the carpark :D Heh heh heh. Wasn't tiring at all, surprisingly. Maybe it's cos I took small strides. Yup. Suddenly that running passion is kinda back. Not sure though. YAY!!! Must sustain that passion and improve my running. Oh well. Anyway, after dunno how many rounds around that carpark, he asked me to do some leg lifting exercises, leg swings, etc. Then I did 6 sets of the skipping thing before he asked me to stop. We went for long run! Woooo :D Except that I got kinda pissed off by the primary school kids cos they kept complaining. Decided to shut up after awhile and let them complain till they got tired. It kinda worked after the 5th round or so. But Mr Lim got us to stop after 7 rounds (or 8, so they claim), but I made myself finish up all 10 rounds... Since I'm missing training this coming Tuesday due to SC camp. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Trying to find out the titles of the songs from Forbidden City now ): Very difficult lor! Haha getting Hannah's help, so paiseh. She's not even at home. Zzz. I'm an impatient person and I must finish what I want to do, otherwise I'll feel weird. Haha! Indeed, so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH I want to die now. My thighs are still aching. Cannot kek my thigh muscles, I will die. Cannot walk properly also! A bit handicapped already. Booooooo ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudden urge to watch High School Musical :D Heh never mind. If I have the mood later, plus if my brother gets off the TV, I shall go watch Goong! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye don't feel like blogging anymore. If you haven't realised my paragraphs are getting shorter and shorter. Heh heh heh. Shall continue being impatient and shall go find out more song titles! :D Tc!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116312608047896788?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116312608047896788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116312608047896788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116312608047896788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116312608047896788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-everyone-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116299679398702351</id><published>2006-11-08T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T22:39:54.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly in the mood to use proper capitalisations (if there is such a word) to blog, and hopefully proper English too. Hmm. Blogging's become like an everday affair; just regurgitating what I have been doing for the past few hours. Not that I mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, went to school today for meetings galore. Felt a bit awkward today. The atmosphere was a little tense, don't know why. Maybe I'm too sensitive, but hey, no one said that's a definite bad thing. Nevermind though, the day is almost over. Didn't do much today besides the meeting; met Miss Tan for a short while regarding that SMP thing although I was (in all honesty) too tired to listen. But hey I did listen and I kinda realised that I forgot a lot of Bio stuff already. Hahahaha. Heck shall worry about the homework and revising part after camp :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about camp,&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for SC camp! :D 13-15 November. Don't know how it'll turn out, but I'm sure everyone will play a part in upping the enthusiasm level! Hee. Can't wait... After the camp, I can just imagine how busy I'll be. Haha that's why I'm trying to free myself up this week, make myself slack slack slack my days away before I go into full gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going down to school again tomorrow to help pack graduation stuff. Called some people here and there and they all ain't free tomorrow. Too bad. Now we have 3 people left. Karmen, See Ting and I. Wheeeeeee. 3 STRONG girls! Hahahaha. Oh yes, training tomorrow too! I shall have to remember to bring my stuff. Rarrr. Need to run well! And I learnt my lesson from Tuesday (wink to Shiying and Qian! Hahahaha) Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing chalet. We must have a track chalet of some sort next year. I hope :D Let's up the enthusiasm level everyone! (Quote of the day eh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go slack around then go bathe already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116299679398702351?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116299679398702351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116299679398702351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116299679398702351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116299679398702351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-everyone-suddenly-in-mood-to-use.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116291394045321599</id><published>2006-11-07T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T23:39:00.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm at &lt;strong&gt;njh&lt;/strong&gt;'s house now. i think she's asleep already. oops? heh nevermind. shall worry abt that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the last two days (including today, that is...) have shot by so quick. we had our 2c'o5 chalet at sentosa, costa sands resort at siloso beach. we stayed in those kampung huts! darn cool ok, 2m x 2m only :D hahaha! and we managed to survive at least one night! don't know about tonight though, but i know there's much more space over there tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached sentosa rather late, around mid-aftn, tgt with zhixin and njh. the others were just finishing their beach games when we arrived. so we checked in together. some bathed, some played card games, some just sat around. the atmosphere was so... homely, if you could say that. haha i haven't experienced that 2c feeling for eons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to harbourfront mall (shat i forgot the real name, is it simply harbourfront mall?) for dinner, then went over to vivo to walk I THINK. i dont know la. oh! we walked thru the water on the top level of vivocity! love it :D then we went to e-zone to game for awhile. turned out to become a very long time though. we stayed there till a little after 11. horrendous! haha there was this arcade game that intrigued me a lot. i don't even know its name. is it something like super bishy bashy champion? i dont know man. HAHA. it's damn fun tho! :D :D :D i was hooked! oh we played para para too and i must say njh and qy are fab at it! lws and ben foo also quite gd! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we kinda got lost and cabbed back to our kampung :D yeayea. played cards for awhile again before indulging in gossip sessions. so many people squeezed into one room ok! joshua, jed, sihong, yongliang and yongchiang had a room to themselves, whereas benfoo, nick, fudi, lws, zzw, van, hannah, njh, qy and i squeeeeeeeeeeezed into one room. darn. haha njh was initially on the floor but she moved to the pull-out mattress in the end. vice versa for nick. zzw lws van &amp; hannah were on the first deck, and on the second deck lay the gays! haa nola. fudi benfoo qy and i were on the 2nd deck but in the end qy went down cos she felt squeeezed. so i was left up there lo. lolol we didn't manage to slp properly until some time like 5am? woke up at 7.30 or something. so ridiculous. so i went back to sleep and kept waking up and sleeping and waking up, until i finally woke up around 10 :D hahaa lazy pig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i honestly felt like staying at the chalet for the whole time today, but we decided to go for training after all. haha. no regrets tho! :D trg was not bad, altho not as tiring as the previous trainings i guess. yepZ. den went to bugis to have dinner with njh and mr yeo and now im at njh's place! :D wad a nice start to the week eh, 2C chalet! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting tomorrow, meetings meetings meetings, so many things to do too! goodluck t me man! and ima carry a VERY HEAVY load tomorrow. my stupid bag full of chalet and random stuff, plus the sch books im going to buy for next year's syllabus. wishmegoodluck :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, think i shall go sleep now. got to wake up uber early tmr! eurgh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love 2C&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116291394045321599?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116291394045321599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116291394045321599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116291394045321599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116291394045321599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-im-at-njhs-house-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116273756143463796</id><published>2006-11-05T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T22:39:22.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;productivity has not been hampered in any way today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zomg 2c'o5 chalet is tomr and i haven't packed or anything! trg on tues so i have to count that in for packing too. gwarrrr. boredZ. haven't bathed either! hahaha stinky stinky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee i think tmr's gna be cool. i think. haha. dont know wad to blog about today la. went palais renaissance agn in the morning, den went white sands for awhile, den went home. watched hao jie chun xiang (im at the 5th disc only, how saddening, no more k-drama sprees) den went for mass. had dinner at &lt;strong&gt;different taste&lt;/strong&gt; at siglap, then went home already lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring boring boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a very kiasu person. i think cherie feels like killing me.&lt;br /&gt;slash. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116273756143463796?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116273756143463796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116273756143463796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116273756143463796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116273756143463796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116264610487332223</id><published>2006-11-04T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T21:15:04.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahh soa (sense of accomplishment) siah. hahaha. this is how my day went by like a flash of lightning (and some claps of thunder).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up, went for sc camp meeting, a pathetic 6 people i think, ben, cherie, zhixin, zhanglu, yuru, and i. oh and mr yeo was there too. that's half of the comm lolol. congrats. so we discussed a bit and i ate nasi lemak without fish and ikan bilis :D which means just chilli and rice. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home, sianned. watched hao jie chun xiang for awhile before getting uber bored; went to the computer and i initially wanted to go to the nus fass website to looksee at sociology, psychology, el and lit all that, but ultimately i told myself to get started on my sc stuff, and here i am now, about 60% done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooooo shall take a short break by reading reader's digest, then i'll continue and probably still won't be able to complete it by tonight. which sort of means, i have to be a mugger again tmr since i'm going off for chalet, mon-wed! :D sentosa with 2c'o5. i'm lovin' it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder when i'll have the time to do my hwk. most probably will only have the opportunity to start properly aft camp :D wahhh check out this quote i found on rd may 2006:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A person without regrets is a nimcompoop."&lt;/em&gt; -- Mia Farrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's cool! hahaa. yeah. im so bored now. shall go get started on other aspects of wad i shd be doing, instead of waiting for replies. grarrrrh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116264610487332223?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116264610487332223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116264610487332223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116264610487332223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116264610487332223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116254308660199920</id><published>2006-11-03T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T16:38:06.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. kpo-ed a bit and looked at the year two streaming results. what the heck. it doesn't look like they have an SBGE class. wdv tho. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah. really got to depend on yourself in everything that you do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116254308660199920?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116254308660199920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116254308660199920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116254308660199920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116254308660199920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116247422623626363</id><published>2006-11-02T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T21:30:26.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tmr's the last day of school. i don't want to go study in that mount sinai campus for two years! the school gives me a weird feeling. haha. anyway... they said the track is a little bumpy so we rly got to be careful, esp the sprinters. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind about that. today was a slacky day again. went to school. DAMN TIRED. barely touched the math quiz/test we were given just now. i kept blanking out and i didn't manage to spot all the geometric properties or use any trigo rules, so wdv la. tink im in deep trouble. probably going to get something like 2/17 for the test, but it's my fault!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the test i just plonked my head onto the table and slept while mr seng was discussing the quiz/test. i know it was very rude, but i really couldn't take it anymore. so i just dozed off and slept, luckily i felt abit more awake during physics lesson today. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helped with the packing of gep and projects rooms again today, but haiya we didn't do much. we got off lessons at 1pm today cos there was no LA and triple chinese! woohoooo- was supposed to go for training but i decided not to in case i died or something. can't waste my life like that. ok la excuses. i just didn't feel up to it. got to go for training on tue during 2c chalet tho! *promise*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did a lot of sc stuff after school today, i'm going to continue doing them again tonight, until i cannot make it and decide to sleep :D g'night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116247422623626363?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116247422623626363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116247422623626363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116247422623626363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116247422623626363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/tmrs-last-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116238615815145919</id><published>2006-11-01T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T21:02:38.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no mood to blog&lt;br /&gt;very tired&lt;br /&gt;drained&lt;br /&gt;exhausted&lt;br /&gt;whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sounded very weird today&lt;br /&gt;i bet njh sensed something was going wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's all going to be okay after the hectic november&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol for an emo side of me,&lt;br /&gt;wake me up when november ends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116238615815145919?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116238615815145919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116238615815145919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116238615815145919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116238615815145919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116230550318948771</id><published>2006-10-31T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T22:38:23.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! a really short post here :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so glad i have wonderful group members to do the bio project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you cherie, ting pei and jannelle :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooooo back to chemistry and maybe math afterwards if im not feeling too drained yet! it's been a long long day; training was good, kind of fun actually, with all the skipping ropes and having that weird feeling doing stairs RIGHT after the torturous skipping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owellZ!&lt;br /&gt;math common test. hope i dont flop it.&lt;br /&gt;g'night in advance i guess.&lt;br /&gt;stupid chemistry assignment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116230550318948771?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116230550318948771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116230550318948771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116230550318948771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116230550318948771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-really-short-post-here-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116222024284425092</id><published>2006-10-30T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T22:57:23.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berry bored today! i've been slacking for the whole day, literally. the most productive part of my day was doing trigo sums during math. and that's for a mere hour only! nevermind though. the rest of the day i was just... slacking around, rolling around in the rolling chairs in com lab, doing that survey thingy, slacking around again, oh! another productive hour or so at sc meeting... then slacking around again waiting for jiahui, felt lonely, then we went to parkway to return 8 heavy books and borrow 8 even heavier books. &lt;strong&gt;curse hardcovers&lt;/strong&gt;. grrrrarrrh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes i malu-ed myself during flag raising today. it was really retarded. when i said xin yue, i realised that i sounded weird, so i coughed. and where? straight into the mike. WOW. embarrassed, i continued like erm nothing happened! and after my pledge, i forced myself to become smarter and turned around to cough, totally forgetting about the school song. yes, i forgot about it, not keith ok! and keith prob thought there was nothing else, so he just gave the command. mr teo had to cut in &gt;.&lt;''' malu malu malu! haiya i dont know why i sound so weird when im up there saying the pledge. it's so retarded! hahaha. nevermind though, i provided morning entertainment for those suffering from monday morning blues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss yeo's moral of the story?&lt;br /&gt;drink lots of water early in the morning so you'll sound normal. rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;embarrassment, aside,&lt;br /&gt;wth lah! i've been eating like nobody's business! should stop. haha. if not i'm going to expand EXPONENTIALLY =X wdvvv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid math common test isn't postponed for our class. why do we always have to be so special, huh, miss koh!!! grarrrrh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are stinging now! maybe it's time i go to bed. without doing anything productive... not that it matters. i've decided to study for my thursday math test TOMORROW and on wednesday! so that i don't fail the test. i alr failed the quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wdv wdv wdv! quitters are never productive huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night! tomorrow's going to be a long long day :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116222024284425092?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116222024284425092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116222024284425092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116222024284425092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116222024284425092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-berry-bored-today-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116213118203826516</id><published>2006-10-29T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T22:13:02.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here to do another short post cus im not in the mood to.. do a long post? hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. playing reversi again! it's like some kind of habit every time i go online. no more icy tower for a long time i guess, heh. hmm... i've been reading a lot lately. o that reminds me. i got to go return my library books tomorrow. EEH. means i got to carry a heavy pile of books to sch! 8 damn books, lots of which are hardcovers &gt;.&lt;''' owellz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHH A HEAVY LOAD TO CARRY TMR! WHINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok i go play reversi and read my reader's digest le. i'm still at october issue cos my brother always takes such a long time to read =( oh well still got to go back to the older issues aft that anyway! oolala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit. tmr got to say pledge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116213118203826516?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116213118203826516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116213118203826516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116213118203826516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116213118203826516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-here-to-do-another-short-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116204152375445172</id><published>2006-10-28T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T21:18:43.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wth. i just helped to ruin someone's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;solved the bloody trigo puzzle. took me a while but i guess after awhile i just eliminated some stuff from the "random" pile and "accidentally" solved the puzzle? wth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now got to learn physics and do the assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great. i just ruined someone's day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116204152375445172?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116204152375445172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116204152375445172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116204152375445172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116204152375445172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/wth.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116201011807368325</id><published>2006-10-28T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T12:35:18.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! just a super super short post here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im doing crazy stuff like reducing the bitrates of my songs! :D and finding images, themes, music to put into my phone! wahahaha MAKEOVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wdv im feelin high now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah.&lt;br /&gt;got to do my trigo jigsaw and phy assignment later! yawn yawn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116201011807368325?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116201011807368325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116201011807368325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116201011807368325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116201011807368325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-just-super-super-short-post-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116195404888969462</id><published>2006-10-27T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T21:00:48.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! just a short post here cos i've to do my bio project. must be responsible and do the research :D heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaaaaa today was an okay day. had orientation meeting with the year two comm in the morning then we took a walk to kallang mrt and rode on the mrt to buona vista, and walked again to mount sinai! had some recce-ing there for our various purposes! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft that i met jiahui at tampines mall and we ate and... ate... and... ate? hahaha and walked around a little. i saw a nice puma bag that doesn't really spell me but it's nice and big and comfy :D and i hope my mom will get it for me! hah dont i sound like a spoilt brat! :D hope she's willing to use her dunno how much isetan voucher on ME! haha she's the one who gave me that idea so.. wdv!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay it's back to bio now. yawnz yawnz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116195404888969462?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116195404888969462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116195404888969462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116195404888969462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116195404888969462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-just-short-post-here-cos-ive-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116186687365262872</id><published>2006-10-26T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T20:47:53.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! decided not to bother with all the caps letters today :D shall just do this post with small letters and only caps when i need to &lt;strong&gt;EMPHASISE&lt;/strong&gt; on stuff, like i just did! ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a considerably better day than ytd, prob because i learnt how to smile :) well... started off the day good by going to class instead of weirding myself out sitting in the foyer! i read my crunchtime book about SATs and cheating. it's quite a nice book cos it's really realistic and it doesn't weave fantastic stories that no sane person on earth can relate to! it's not superficial, it's... realistic, as i've mentioned earlier. ha i think i'm so retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY,&lt;br /&gt;only went down at 0720 when i had to see mr siva to help distribute some consent forms, which kind of reminds me cus i've only given out to 3E and 3J people. save me! shall do the distribution next week. anyway, i doubt anyone will turn up. not tryna be a spoilsport here but i dont think they'll feel very comfortable &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was slackslackslack i guess. lessons-wise. math was the best :D we had this trigo puzzle thingy which, as of now, i am still unable to solve! i shall make it a point to solve it by the time monday comes, it shall be the crux of my building of self esteem. WAHAHA. just kiddin'. but yeah. think i want to finally complete something for once instead of leaving things hanging around undone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trg today was alright, after all. think it was more slack than monday's, either that or i kinda got a little more accustomed to the trg already. my ankles are still hurting though, and the muscle that's joining my ankle to my knee, whatever you call that. owwwww-  and today i stepped into a little drain (can you even call it a drain?) while running so i just made this funny yelping sound and everyone turned ard to look &gt;.&lt; how embarrassing! ha. it hurt like mad tho, almost died for the first few seconds of pain. aft that it was okay already lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! a considerably long post. it's much easier to type without having to press the shift button every few seconds just to capitalise my words! haaaa. yay :D to sum up today, i can happily say that i feel much... happier! :D :D :D hahaha the melancholy is disappearing as fast as the haze! :D heh. just got to find a way to be happy about trg &lt;strong&gt;BEFORE&lt;/strong&gt; trg and not only after trg ends when it's too late &gt;.&lt;''' heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes! we received the 50th anniversary booklet thingys today and i think ms koh hsing dee looked very cute when she was young! so does miss seow! hahaa ms tan looks the same though. i'm just following the way they address them, i dont really understand why it's &lt;strong&gt;miss&lt;/strong&gt; seow but not &lt;strong&gt;miss&lt;/strong&gt; tan. whatever tho! :D la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year pull your ear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to chiong my physics assignment soon! next week monday's zah deadline.&lt;br /&gt;rawrrrrrr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116186687365262872?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116186687365262872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116186687365262872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116186687365262872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116186687365262872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-decided-not-to-bother-with-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116177981942751496</id><published>2006-10-25T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T20:36:59.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahaha. Today was a sucky day. Don't know why, but wdv lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did a lot of slacking around today, which kinda makes everything worse. So the thing is I have to put a smile on my face otherwise it will be horrifyingly &lt;strong&gt;black&lt;/strong&gt;. Haha. I will learn :) it kinda got better after I returned from that round aft lunch heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaa. Smile smile smile smile smile smile smile x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was interesting! Finally saw LIME at the newsstands so I bought it! Haha that's what you call lack of self control :) oh yes. Sad news, we presumably don't have spring cleaning tomorrow because we have one more week of lessons. And that means we're only getting back our report books... NEXT week! Hahaha ok that might be good news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's training tomorrow and I don't really feel like blogging much today.&lt;br /&gt;Just not in the mood :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116177981942751496?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116177981942751496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116177981942751496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116177981942751496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116177981942751496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/hahaha_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116169923240304524</id><published>2006-10-24T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T22:13:52.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know why, but I'm going to do another quiz thingy. Worst thing is, I've done it before. Hahaha it probably helps to cure boredomZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 22 people you can think of right now at the top of your head.Don't read the questions underneath until you write the names of all 22 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ng Jia Hui&lt;br /&gt;2. June&lt;br /&gt;3. Ting Pei&lt;br /&gt;4. Cherie&lt;br /&gt;5. Zara&lt;br /&gt;6. Zhi Xin&lt;br /&gt;7. Ben Ng&lt;br /&gt;8. Geoffrey&lt;br /&gt;9. Jun Wei&lt;br /&gt;10. Yun Tong&lt;br /&gt;11. Ehh. Ms Tan? HAHA&lt;br /&gt;12. Lee Jia Hui&lt;br /&gt;13. Yuan Wei&lt;br /&gt;14. Pin Rui&lt;br /&gt;15. Jiayanz (SC)&lt;br /&gt;16. Jiayan (TPS)&lt;br /&gt;17. Iris!&lt;br /&gt;18. Zhuo Wen&lt;br /&gt;19. Qian Jun&lt;br /&gt;20. Hannah&lt;br /&gt;21. Bao Jia&lt;br /&gt;22. Sean&lt;br /&gt;(purely random)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet 14: (pinrui) it's a long unexplainable story :D&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you've never met 1: (njh) i don't know. i rly don't know =X&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 20 and 9 dated: (hannah &amp; junwei) ha! it'd be quite cool.&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever like 19: (qianjun) haha does qianjun wanna date me? i'm too slow. lolol&lt;br /&gt;Would 6 and 17 make a good couple: (zhixin &amp;amp; iris) yeah man they can play vball everday.&lt;br /&gt;Describe 3: (tingpei) she laughs at the stupidest jokes. her stupid pineapple joke. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think 8 is attractive: (geoff) HA!&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something about 7: (ben) eHH he's funny and blur at times! haha he always makes ppl wna laugh!&lt;br /&gt;Do you know any of 12's family: haha i know she has 2 brothers or something like that!&lt;br /&gt;What's 8's favourite: (geoff) favourite WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 18 confesses that he/she likes you: (zzw) HA i'd laugh :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;What languages does 15 speak: (jiayanz) eng and chi? dunno if she learn malay in sch also la&lt;br /&gt;Who is 9 going out with: (jw) i think he's single.&lt;br /&gt;How old is 16 now: (jiayan) eHHH p6 :)&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you talked to 13: (yw) ytd when we were discussing abt trg! ha.&lt;br /&gt;What is 2's favourite singer/band: (prune) ha i dunno!&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date 4: (cherie) uh no. i'd get scared :(&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date 7: (ben) haha dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Is 15 single: (jiayanz) haha i dunno, i think so?&lt;br /&gt;What is 10's last name: (yuntong) lew?&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever be in a serious relationship with 11: (mstan) WHAT? roflmao &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is another version of it. hahahahaha hilarious please :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet 10? (yuntong) i dunno man. we were in neighbouring classes in s1 and 2 but i guess i got to know her more during orientation meetgs:D&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you had never met 6? (zhixin) i dunno! it'd be quite sad, cos i wouldn't know someone as bubbly and enthusiastic about stuff as her :)&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 19 and 15 dated? (qianjun &amp; jiayanz) HA! i think it'd be funny; but no thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen 13 cry? (yw) nope.&lt;br /&gt;Would 4 and 12 make a good couple? (cherie &amp; ljh) HA i should think so if one was a guy!&lt;br /&gt;Would number 1 and 2 make a good couple? (njh &amp;amp; june) hahaha oh please don't keep giving me single gender relationships here!&lt;br /&gt;What is number 3's best quality? (tingpei) she's bubbly! haha&lt;br /&gt;Describe 8: (geoff) weird at times, nice at times, annoying at times, funny at times.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like 12? (ljh) yes yes alot! :D&lt;br /&gt;Do you think 15 is attractive? (jiayanz) HA im straight. but she's nice.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something about 17? (iris) she's nice and caring! :D&lt;br /&gt;What is 7's favourite colour? (ben) i dont know! red? HA&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 1 just confessed he/she liked you? (njh) eHHH no thanks. i need a nice and strong platonic friendship.&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you talked to number 19? (qianjun) ytd! trg trg trg.&lt;br /&gt;What grade is 16 in? (jiayan) p6.&lt;br /&gt;What is 5's favorite music? (zara) i dont knw. i only know she likes ZARA! hahaha. nvm. pun intended but i dont think it was a good joke.&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date 11? (mstan?!) AGAIN? no thanks. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever want to be in a serious relationship with 2? (june) yaaaaa blimey la k. haha&lt;br /&gt;Where does 18 live? (zzw) nice question! opposite me.&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about 20? (hannah) she's funny and cute! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;What is the best thing about 2? (june) haha i dont know. she's nice?&lt;br /&gt;What would you like to tell 9 right now? (jw) hello.&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet 15? (jiayanz) SC lo.&lt;br /&gt;Are you going to know 1 forever? (njh) i hope so...&lt;br /&gt;Give a message to no.3,6,13 and 21:&lt;br /&gt;tingpei (3) : hahaha see you tomr.&lt;br /&gt;zhixin (6) : 2C chalet!!!&lt;br /&gt;yuanwei (13) : haha hello &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;baojia (21) : help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116169923240304524?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116169923240304524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116169923240304524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116169923240304524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116169923240304524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-dont-know-why-but-im-going-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116169605172066257</id><published>2006-10-24T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T21:21:10.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay I shall celebrate my blog's longevity (however you spell it) with this! What a 240th post. Lolol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Mabel Ang&lt;br /&gt;Nicks: Mopz! (only my bro and sis call me that, so... aiya isn't my name short enuf!)&lt;br /&gt;Name spelled backwards: Oh I'm good at this. It's lebaM.&lt;br /&gt;Name without vowels: Mbl (Yeah man that's what I use in my Icy Tower highscores!)&lt;br /&gt;Name without consonants: Ae (Cool)&lt;br /&gt;B'day: 29th November 1991&lt;br /&gt;Ethnicity: Chinese&lt;br /&gt;Glasses/Contacts: Both but I'm more accustomed to contacts when I step out of the house, otherwise, it's specs.&lt;br /&gt;Hair colour: Black but some people call it brownish-black. Don't want to complicate matters tho! Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Hair length: Normal :)&lt;br /&gt;Hair style: WHAT? I'm not a hairdresser I don't know how to describe it :D&lt;br /&gt;Pets: Ehhh some fish in the pond in the garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Favourites-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal: I don't really like animals =(&lt;br /&gt;Band: Hairband and Rubberband can? :)&lt;br /&gt;Brand name of clothes: Ehh no preference, really.&lt;br /&gt;Brand name of shoes: If sneakers: Nike; If running shoes: Mizuno/Adidas :)&lt;br /&gt;Candy: That spicy thing June has! Hahahahaha betcha haven't heard of candy that tastes like CHILLI! Wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Cereal: Honey Stars!&lt;br /&gt;Colour: Orange and Green!&lt;br /&gt;Cookie: The cookie that the snack stall uncle sells! (I can't believe I initially spelled sells as cells)&lt;br /&gt;Day: Tell me about it, I have no idea why I love &lt;strong&gt;Tuesdays&lt;/strong&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;Disney character: I don't know what's a Disney character and what isn't. But I love "The Suite Life of Zack and Cody" in Disney Channel. LOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;Drink: Teh Tarik.&lt;br /&gt;Fast food places: Ehh no preference, really. Maybe Subway?&lt;br /&gt;Food: Ehh no preference either.&lt;br /&gt;Holiday: Public Holiday :) It's much better than school holidays, cos during sch hols we get sucha long and boring break but during public hols we just get a break from a long stretch of studies! I prefer those.&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream flavour: Chocolate Mint, Cookies and Cream, Some sorbets. I like Ben and Jerry's and NZN too!&lt;br /&gt;Month: Hmm probably January cos it kick-starts the year!&lt;br /&gt;Number: 17&lt;br /&gt;Perfume: Be Delicious! :D dkny's the man!&lt;br /&gt;Pie flavour: Hershey's Sundae Pie. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Pizza topping: Hawaiian and Curry Chicken :D&lt;br /&gt;Restaurant: Ehh I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Subject in school: Used to be LA, but now it's more like Biology and Chemistry lolol. Oh PE!&lt;br /&gt;Type of music: Anything but Techno. Gives me migraine.&lt;br /&gt;Type of sandwich: Subwayyyyyyyyyyyyy-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-All of Your Friends-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best advisor: Eh hahaha could you count her as a friend? IF no, then I'd say NJH! But njh hasn't done much advising lately HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;The best hair: Njh lah, don't say your hair sucks. Lolol&lt;br /&gt;The best handwriting: Ljh! :D&lt;br /&gt;The dirtiest mind: Hahaha as of last year, tl.&lt;br /&gt;The funniest: Jon Sung!&lt;br /&gt;The loudest: When it comes to screaming? Pei Jean!&lt;br /&gt;The prettiest: I'd say tl.&lt;br /&gt;The most trusting: I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;The nicest eyes: Ehh the whole class says Jon Sung.&lt;br /&gt;The shortest: I can only think of June now. LOL sorry.&lt;br /&gt;The smartest: Zhi Yin!&lt;br /&gt;The tallest: Andrew or Jun Yang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Have you ever?-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked out a crush: Nope&lt;br /&gt;Been on stage: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Been scared to get a shot: When I was in my scaredy cat stage... Upper Primary probably. Now I'm as ready as ever to get shot! I mean, to get a shot.&lt;br /&gt;Cheated on a test: Nope. Don't want to and don't know how to, no skill lah lol&lt;br /&gt;Cried during a movie: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Felt like you didn't belong: Yeah, happens almost all the time&lt;br /&gt;Fought a black belt: Eh noo&lt;br /&gt;Gone to camp: Zomg yes! I love camps, I think. Except for the eeky toilets part.&lt;br /&gt;Kept a New year's resolution: Kept? Well probably some minor and retarded ones, like, I will study!&lt;br /&gt;Kept a secret from someone: Yeah of course&lt;br /&gt;Pressed all the buttons on the elevator: Nope, my mom'd kill me :D&lt;br /&gt;Stolen anything: When I was a small kid. My mom freaked out. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Told a girl you liked her: I'm straight.&lt;br /&gt;Won a trophy: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Written a love poem: Kinda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-The Last..-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CD listened to: Forbidden City soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;Movie watched: DEATHNOTE :D It has been a while since I last watched movies before deathnote.&lt;br /&gt;Person that's called you: Cherie&lt;br /&gt;Person who saw you cry: The windows on the right side of 3J classroom :D&lt;br /&gt;Person who went to the mall with: Cherie Ben Mr Yeo&lt;br /&gt;Song listened to: Perhaps Love, that princess hours soundtrack thing. Listen to it on my blog! :D&lt;br /&gt;Thing you ate: DINNER :D The very last thing was Rice =X&lt;br /&gt;Thing you drank: Chrysanthemum tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Yes or No-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up scares me more than it should: No&lt;br /&gt;I adore getting mail: Yes&lt;br /&gt;If at first you don't succeed, do you try again: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Others-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could describe yourself in three words: Not very skinny.&lt;br /&gt;Is your computer in your room: Nope. It's in the computer room!&lt;br /&gt;Is your room messy: VERRRRYYYYYYY. Save me!&lt;br /&gt;What are some of your favourite junk foods: Fries :D with loads and loads of chilli.&lt;br /&gt;What colour are your bedroom walls: White and green. I'm still using teddy bear wallpaper :D HA&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you're bored: Read, chiong computer, SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;What makes you happy: I don't know. Doing sports leisurely :)&lt;br /&gt;What makes you sad: Lots of stuff. Hahaha I'm a person of melancholy.&lt;br /&gt;What's your favourite thing to do on the weekends: Depends if I feel like going out.&lt;br /&gt;Worst feeling in the world: Loneliness or the feeling of owing someone a living. Or pessimism! Or... whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116169605172066257?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116169605172066257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116169605172066257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116169605172066257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116169605172066257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/okay-i-shall-celebrate-my-blogs.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116169375731874331</id><published>2006-10-24T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T20:42:37.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a lazy day. Woke up feeling that stupitating pain in my back from ytd during training. Nvm about that though. Then I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. Wth lah! My two ankles almost died on me. So I sat back down, and stood up again, walking slowly. And that is why I pangsehed the recce people today. So sorry for the last minute notice, knowing that I hate last minute stuff too &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep so I just sat around, continued reading this international bestseller titled &lt;strong&gt;The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time&lt;/strong&gt; and I must say, it's pretty cool. Have you ever read a book that counts in chapters in PRIME NUMBERS? Haha so I'm at chapter 211 now instead of something that doesn't even exceed 50! Haha :D Yeah then I accompanied my mom while she watched her Kdramas for awhile before I got bored and went back up to my room to nurse my headache by going to sleep again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Elias for dinner, saw Yan Ling, as in the ballet senior from Ms Ho's class! :D Don't think she saw me though lol. Now I need to slack for awhile before going to bathe and getting my parents to fill up all those forms we got ytd &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BoredZ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116169375731874331?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116169375731874331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116169375731874331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116169375731874331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116169375731874331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-today-has-been-lazy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116161001879381492</id><published>2006-10-23T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T21:26:58.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another post! Just wanted to say something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hooked onto the bounceicles in the DHSSC blog! Wahahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;As of today,&lt;br /&gt;I love DHSSC and Track! Heh heh heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116161001879381492?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116161001879381492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116161001879381492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116161001879381492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116161001879381492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/another-post-just-wanted-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116160774979735674</id><published>2006-10-23T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T20:49:10.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! Just a short post here since I'm quite tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a relatively boring day with me trying to chiong two out of three trigo assignments :D and I managed to complete them! Hahaha thanks Ting Pei, Pei Jean and Gladine for the help! Hmm oh yes I took 158 to school today with Ting Pei. How surprising. It was quite fun lolol considering I haven't really taken MRT and 158 to school on a normal school day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else. Assembly was cool :) Ha and I uncovered a secret! A very hilarious one, that is. Lolol. Nevermind about that. We had SC General Meeting and well, I shall cease to comment... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the highlight of today was &lt;strong&gt;training&lt;/strong&gt;. Qian, Hannah and I made our way to Bishan with solemn and maybe even grumpy looks on our faces, cos we obviously didn't feel like training at all. However, when we started to run, I guess it was much better :D Heh did so many sets of stairs and a bit of long run. Not bad for a start, since today's our first training of the season, if you may call it that way. Hope that enthusiasm and positivity will stay! Eeh why so many people think I do field events. Appearance VS Reality please! Hmpf! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, I shall start adding new words into my vocabulary... :D if you get what I mean! Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go bathe and slack around already! I'm feeling damn fine today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116160774979735674?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116160774979735674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116160774979735674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116160774979735674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116160774979735674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-just-short-post-here-since-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116149937393834828</id><published>2006-10-22T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T14:42:53.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! Just here to do a super short post. Lots to do today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I woke up at 8.30 and was supposed to reach Kallang Stadium Macs by 9am. Managed to, but a little late. Thanks dad! Hahaa. Bet they all suspect that I have a bf even more so now. Hmm think I wanna go to sch on my own tomorrow. That is so random, but wdv! Shall ask TingPei about what time I shd reach Tampines. Lol. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had meeting, then talked abit more with Ben and Cherie, then went home already. Just finalised everything I can finalise up to this point of time, and well, I'm going to publish this post, play Icy Tower till my hand gets cramped again, go to sleep for awhile and wake up to do my Trigonometry Assignments before it's too late. Rarrrrh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my parents allow me to go to school on my own tomorrow and more importantly, I hope I wake up on time tomorrow! Roar :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Icy Tower time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116149937393834828?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116149937393834828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116149937393834828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116149937393834828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116149937393834828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-just-here-to-do-super-short-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116144060937257765</id><published>2006-10-21T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T22:23:29.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wah. Can't type properly. Have been playing &lt;strong&gt;Icy Tower&lt;/strong&gt; till my right hand all the fingers tio cramp. Omg. Shall not waste time here. Got to do something practical like my 3 Trigo assignments. Maybe I'll leave them till tomorrow since I've slogged a whole day for a meaningful purpose :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116144060937257765?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116144060937257765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116144060937257765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116144060937257765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116144060937257765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/wah.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116135762521870290</id><published>2006-10-20T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T23:20:25.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to watch a movie today! June, njh and I went to Suntec to watch &lt;strong&gt;Deathnote&lt;/strong&gt;. Wth lah I was so freaked out after the movie that I was shuddering slightly after the show. Eek. Shall not be too much of a spoiler here, but AHHHHHHHH I hate watching death-related stuff. It makes me pessimistic. Ewwwwwww. Shall not think about it anymore. The show ended on a VERY anti-climatic note though, makes me want to watch Deathnote II when it screens in the cinemas next time, heh. First time I almost readily agreed to watch this kinda scary shows. Hahahah, so proud of myself. LOL. Think I got a tad bit too traumatised after that though. Kept thinking about the dead ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm what else. Nothing much tday. Went to the hall to while my time away after sch again, cus I thought everyone I knew was busy with CCAs, and some with the Cluster thingy. Heh. But njh came along to save the day again! And we did some lame stuff on my tagboard. We went to play soccer with Mervyn, Jia Jin, Jun Yang, Shermaine, Chermaine, etc. and had quite a bit of fun! :D Wheee. I think I'm like soccer more and more now lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. We got back the rest of our results today. That means it's back to normal lessons on Monday already. Thankfully, we only have three days of school next week, Tuesday being Hari Raya Puasa (I think) and Friday being a school holiday because Deepavali is TOMORROW! :D So we only have to slog for THREE days. Talking about sch, we have to submit our Trigonometry I assignments (all three of them) by Monday, and I haven't even started on one. And that darned GPOC test today was so difficult. I probably found it tough cos I barely studied. Didn't have the mood to yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall conclude with saying that I am going to make myself have a more positive mindset on stuff now. Please wish me good luck :) That means that I will do my utmost best (I rly do hope so) in both Track and SC, not just the latter. La la la. Zzz so bored now. I shall go get a can of 7-Up and indulge! :D It's been a while since I've eaten so much in a day. Was fed by both my funny friends at Suntec just now &gt;.&lt; Thank You. Wheeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr another day of school for council stuff. Got to run around places like mad. Wheeeeee- Sunday also council stuff. Wah :D Congratulate me man. Hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I shall rly go get some 7-Up! TTYL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116135762521870290?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116135762521870290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116135762521870290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116135762521870290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116135762521870290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-i-finally-got-to-watch-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116126779453624443</id><published>2006-10-19T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T22:23:14.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall use my sister's word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disillusioned&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right. Maybe sometimes we get so erm, disillusioned by what we WANT to believe, what we THINK we see, that we don't realise that we're just looking on the surface of everything. We don't, or rather, we choose not to look deeper, beyond the surface. Ha. I used to keep believing that there's a team, but only now do I realise that the team is considerably inexistent. Isn't it more of an individual thing after all? When you flop, you don't have your teamies by your side either sharing the pain or who cares man, even blaming you? Haha and sometimes it feels so weird. Cos I don't like to be alone. All that facade about being a team is, really, just a facade :D That is, in my opinion, and it solely is my VERY SUBJECTIVE opinion, so please do not criticize me for whatever I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My internal dependency ratio is supa high. Like, look up to the sky and you'll see how high it is! Hahaha lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I'm just tryna divert a bit from my main point. Haha actually I don't even know what I'm typing here. Just feeling weird today. Super weird. GeeZ. I don't know if it's the people factor, or the thing itself. It's just dying off really quickly. Think it's already ehhh dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyarrrrrr I rly dont know what I'm talking about right now so I shall just publish this post for fun and erm, shut up after that! Good Night all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116126779453624443?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116126779453624443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116126779453624443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116126779453624443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116126779453624443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116126527732824456</id><published>2006-10-19T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T21:41:18.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did we do today. It was a pretty slackish day. First two periods were Geog and apparently Miss Tan didn't come or something like that, so we slacked the first two periods away and were hardly prepared to get back our Chem papers in the next two periods. After Chem, we had interaction and recess and all that rubbish. Then it was Math. We had this combined returning of papers for 3D, 3E and 3J :D After which, we went back to class and slacked AGAIN cus during Physics Mr Chia was out for invigilation and only returned after his lessons. Miss Pear came in halfway during the free hour to return us our Geography papers, and she refused to give me that mark. Zzz. Then we got back our LA essays, and got to know our film marks and essays combined. LUNCH was next. I didn't eat much though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupitating. We had triple Chinese from after lunch until 3.30pm and oh my zod Mdm Sau didn't come! I think she had invigilation too cos before I left school in the evening I saw her together with another teacher. Wahhh slacked that hour and a half away doing nothing. O we also got to know our CME marks. How amazing, I got 15/30 for my CME examination. Wow... Hahaha! After Chinese I went to talk rubbish again to cure my boredom :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to play volleyball with 2C! :D We discussed quite a bit regarding the upcoming chalet in November too! I can't wait ok. Hahahaha I miss 2C alot. Especially the vball days, even more so when it was close to the exams last year. So sad there were only like less than 10 people playing today. Nvm though. Oh then we took 158 home bla bla bla met my mom at Tampines and went home. Typical boring day apart from the vballing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope tomorrow will be a better day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116126527732824456?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116126527732824456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116126527732824456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116126527732824456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116126527732824456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116117583769431149</id><published>2006-10-18T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T20:50:43.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to blog about today. Went to school at 8am to learn Trigo from Ms Koh, Happy New Year man she had a meeting so she could only teach me for like 10 minutes. Then I lazed around in the canteen and got njh to come save my life! :D We chatted and attempted doing Math for awhile, then played soccer. I melted under the blazing sun. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked for 2 hours plus at the expense of njh's life. She got disturbed by ghosts in the Sec 3 Study Area, while taking a nap and waiting for me. &lt;strong&gt;I'm Sorry&lt;/strong&gt;. Although it's not much use but just to let you know that I have a conscience! Yupdupz. The talk didn't solve problems but it sure made me a little better I guess. Kinda helped to make my decision, although it's gonna be hard living that decision out, now that I'm so caught up with other stuff. You probably won't read this but Thank You anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. &lt;em&gt;My mom thinks I have a boyfriend&lt;/em&gt;. Reason being, I wanted to go to school on my own this morning. My reason for taking public transport was that I only wanted to reach school at 8 plus. She said, "you got boyfriend ah? everyday also want to go school on your own". Being a sensitive maniac, I just blackfaced and from then on, I have been giving her monosyllabic (however you say it) answers. Like, yes, no, err. Hahahaha. I'm mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2C volleyball tomorrow. Pity it's the last thing on my list. I have two choices: Mount Sinai trip or Training at Bishan Stadium. I have a feeling that the haze is gonna improve... If I do go for the Mount Sinai trip, I will be interrogated by Mr Siva. However, if I go for training, I will miss out some Mount Sinai stuff, which I need to check out for dearest juniors. Why does training have to be on Thursdays, when we Year Threes have afternoon lessons till 3.30pm? Are we expected to travel to Bishan Stadium in half an hour? How ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. I shall publish this post now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116117583769431149?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116117583769431149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116117583769431149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116117583769431149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116117583769431149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/zzz.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116107508085140863</id><published>2006-10-17T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T16:51:20.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tagged by Sean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. Press forward for each question.&lt;br /&gt;3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesnt make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO CHEATING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 5 ppl at their tagboard to ask them to do this!&lt;br /&gt;5. Bold the questions and with the answers, give your own comments on how it relates to the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teenage Life. [Zomg. So emo! Maybe I do feel emo. Hahahahhaa]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do your friends see you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If It's Lovin That You Want [WTH? No comments man]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you get married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Lover [I take that as a yes?]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your best friend's theme song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stupid Girls [HAHAHAHA HAPPY NEW YEAR LA NJH]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was primary school like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Wanna Be With You [Makes me sound lovesick.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you get ahead in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buttons [Wah &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;sexy la. Hot la. HAHAHA]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best thing about your friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Geek in the Pink [I guess this means that my friends are nice geeks&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;who wear pink&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;! No offence, I was just kidding]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song describes you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;First Love [I love that song, but I don't know how it describes me.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bella Luna [I don't even know what that song is about, but it's about some girl :D]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does the world see you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Full House Theme [Yes yes, everyone thinks I'm a K-drama freak LOR]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you have a happy life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Say Goodbye [OMG. NEGATIVITY PLEASE. BYE BYE TO ME.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do your friends really think of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apology [What? Everyone wants to say sorry to me? What did they do wrong.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do people secretly lust after you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Picture Perfect [Wahahahahahahahahaha this is getting interesting]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can i make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It Ends Tonight [Maybe it's never gonna happen]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should you do with your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I'm Gone [Trying to say I should just be Eminem]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Destiny [I guess so, in that case. Hahahahaha]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't tag people, in case you're interested :) Cos I don't know who to tag!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116107508085140863?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116107508085140863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116107508085140863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116107508085140863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116107508085140863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/tagged-by-sean.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116106945123531750</id><published>2006-10-17T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T15:17:31.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from school, last day of interclass, and erm Orientation Meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding interclass matters, I think the 1C vs 1G match was real nice, and likewise for the 1E vs 1I match. All four teams had sportmanship :D I admire that. Haha. Yep. So 1C got 1st, 1G 2nd, 1I 3rd and 1E 4th. Congrats to all teams! Year One Bball guys... 1D 1st I think, 1E 2nd, 1H 3rd, 1B 4th if I'm not wrong.  Then on to year 2 (don't know why I'm doing some broadcast announcement thingy here), Year 2 Volleyball Girls, 2K/L 1st, 2E 2nd, 2J 3rd, 2H 4th. Year 2 Soccer Guys I'm not really sure, but I think it's 2E 1st, 2A 2nd, 2J 3rd and 2K/L 4th. Not VERY sure though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation Meeting was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I survived today walking around blurly (if there's even such a word). Kept seeing double and sometimes my vision would suddenly blur. When I reached home and walked up the stairs, I couldn't even balance properly. Hahaha. Think I'm amusing. Hope I get revived by tonight! Shall go sleep after this, and after typing out my SC info which I didn't manage to do ytd night since I was zonkeddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's gonna be another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's gonna be okay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay :D&lt;br /&gt;Take care all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116106945123531750?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116106945123531750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116106945123531750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116106945123531750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116106945123531750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/heya_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116101068442918350</id><published>2006-10-16T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:01:41.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't have the energy to type a proper blog post, nor do I have the energy to do my SC stuff today. I'm sorry, I know there is not much time, but I can only afford this much before I get zonked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm zonked (already).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's another long day - Interclass, Orientation Meetings, and after that got to chiong the SC stuff: General Meeting and Camp. How busy! :D Well I guess it's good to keep myself busy to chase away all those negative thoughts! Yup and I think I'm better off helping others than helping myself. Think I'm more interpersonal than intrapersonal. I don't even understand myself man. Got to get other people to help understand me and help me out of my sticky situations. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, think I shall go get some rest then tomrorow carry on with all the work.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me good luck in waking up on time tomorrow :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Splat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116101068442918350?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116101068442918350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116101068442918350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116101068442918350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116101068442918350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-feel-so-ashamed.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116092036923101401</id><published>2006-10-15T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T21:52:49.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it feels like I have nothing to say anymore. Like I've said all I wanted and needed to. Like how I feel is beyond explanation. There's no point, is there? The more I try to read that book the more it reflects on myself, and no, it doesn't get any better. It just gets worse, it makes me realise where I'm heading towards, and it doesn't change me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I'm still feeling worn out. It's like yesterday's events removed my vital capacity and now all that's left is my I-dunno-what capacity, forgot all the Bio stuff already, how surprising, since I can still remember stupid stuff like the median septum, parenchyma (to think I was still thinking about it the day before the Math I paper) and endothelium + endodermis. HAHAHA. I think I'm going to like Bio next year, or rather, I hope (: Please pray that we don't change Bio teacher next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm being super random and maybe even weird. Yes, Cherie, you can call me weird now and I won't get offended :D Oh well. Tomorrow's the next day of Interclass Games and I hope that I can kick soccer in between matches and during breaks like I did on Friday. Then that would mean I can go for training. I'd have to anyway, if not I'd get into major trouble with Mr Siva! Lolol. Go there and limp my way thru training lo. Heard we're doing the rubber thingy training and also major stairs trg. Goodluck to me and all the trackers who are losers at this kinda stuff :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to apologise for being so emoshitty today! Maybe it's fatigue.&lt;br /&gt;Activate Self Esteem!&lt;br /&gt;ASE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116092036923101401?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116092036923101401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116092036923101401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116092036923101401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116092036923101401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/hahah.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116089698604176289</id><published>2006-10-15T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T15:23:06.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had 50th Anniversary Dinner last night. Spent my whole day over at Suntec Convention Centre. Went for brekkie early in the morning with June, who surprisingly wasn't late cus I threatened to leave without her if she were to be late. We ate Macs, I had an irritatingly painful stomach ache, then we cabbed over to Suntec. Was early, of course! Haha zomg... We helped ard with the distribution of souvenirs for awhile then went for lunch break already. Haha! Was feeling hungry yet didn't feel like eating, so I settled with a Hot Fudge Sundae at Macdonalds. GeeZ. How unhealthy, but nvm. We went back and rehearsed a bit more then had another break before going all out for the real thing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think the dinner was good :) Not the food, since we didn't get to try, but more of the ambience and everything, although my feet were killing me, not to mention that right thigh which keeps hurting whenever I take a step forward. Hmm. Halfway thru the dinner I suddenly became very stoned and erm... downcast. Don't know why either. Think I'm mad. Hahaha. So we just watched the various performances (I liked CS and CO last night!) and hmm did our duties! :D Heh it was a great night. SC was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I went home feeling SUPER exhausted. Was lying on my bed messaging and suddenly I fell asleep. Woke up a few minutes later only to realise that I was still halfway thru typing a message. How ridiculous. So I forced myself to finish typing, bathe, and read a bit of my book before falling asleep :D I was having a fruitful rest until my mom screamed at me to wake up for church, and yes, I don't know why but whichever mass I attend, I seem to see Miss Koh, the bio teacher heh. I attended 1030 mass, 6pm mass and 1215 mass respectively for 3 consecutive weeks, and YES for all three masses I saw her. Wow. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Got to go do my SC stuff now that I just settled my SL stuff. This post-exam period is so busy I don't even have time to enjoy my Princess Hours. Not even started and momma dearest has already gone to disc 20 out of 24. Hmpf! Okok shall go do my stuff now, take care all! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116089698604176289?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116089698604176289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116089698604176289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116089698604176289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116089698604176289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/heya_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116075080141807894</id><published>2006-10-13T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T22:46:41.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Today was the first day of the Lower Secondary Interclass Games 2006, to put it formally. It was a scary day, and I certainly don't wish to repeat that agn on both Monday and Tuesday! Haha. Hmm. Okay it wasn't that bad. Was kind of interesting anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First half of the day were the first preliminary knock-out rounds, not involving the seeded teams, namely, 1C, 1E, 1G and 1I. The matches were quite hiong, from the second match onwards, and that was a good sign (in my opinion). It showed enthusiasm. However there was a dispute between two classes, which wasn't solved till quite a while after the match itself. I don't know if the mental accusations against whichever class has been removed from the minds of the Year One gals, but I sure hope that the long long long long long (maybe not so long) talk helped to clarify your doubts and to ease the tension :) Shall cease to comment further though, I'm not supposed to be taking sides. But generally, I feel that the interclass games are to help bond class spirit, and on a greater scale, level spirit, instead of destroying that bit of level spirit present since the start of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess we should look at things from &lt;em&gt;another&lt;/em&gt; perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. On a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;I feel retardedly prissy today. No idea why, although I played ball with the refs, linesmen and SLs during the 10-minute breaks and also in between matches. It was good, the feeling of kicking a soccer ball. However, I was whining away like an emo kiddo. La la la. And the guys call me a ball-hogger! Zomg I've never been called a ball-hogger! Once in a lifetime ok! But soccer seems really fun to me, if you don't have to zam the ball here and there (cos I rly can't do that) and if you don't have to do those sickening tricks like kicking the ball somewhere else to confuse the opponent "tackling" you! Soccer is so confusing. I'd rather just have penalty kicks all my life. I was better in the earlier part of the day. Think my success rate decreases as the sun moves for the East to the West. Maybe they call it Beginner's Luck :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogged so much rubbish alrd. Don't know what to say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Monday's gonna be a cool and busy day.&lt;br /&gt;Interclass, Year One Soccer Gals, 1E vs 1G and 1C vs 1I.&lt;br /&gt;Lemme bet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. And after that a tentative Orientation Comm meeting, then got to learn my Trigonometry I, then TRAINING. TRAINING at Bishan Stadium at 4pm I think. Whatever time lar. Zomg. I fear training, now that it's rly come. Yd said we're gna do the tyre thingy and stairs. My weaknesses. Got to overcome them :D&lt;br /&gt;Train train train train train.&lt;br /&gt;Choo choo train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;Retarded.&lt;br /&gt;Shall stop here.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy 50th Anniversary, Dunman High!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116075080141807894?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116075080141807894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116075080141807894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116075080141807894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116075080141807894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116057789172740644</id><published>2006-10-11T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T22:44:52.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Zzz. Today was a rather eventful day. Had that E&amp;I game called &lt;strong&gt;Cashflow 101&lt;/strong&gt; early in the morning, had to rack some brains! I was a NURSE, with 1 kid and 2 real estates... Had stocks here and there, but I never escaped the rat race. Hahaha. The game was VERY fun! :D We played within our groups and our group was quite noisy... No surprise, considering Jia Hui, Pei Jean, Ting Pei, Cherie, Wynne and I formed the noisy sextet! Haha wdv...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went for the Biennale at Tanglin Camp. It was really great :D I didn't think it'd be enjoyable but the atmosphere of the location really made the Biennale feel... great! Yeah. When we came back we &lt;em&gt;sort of&lt;/em&gt; rushed for the 50th Anniversary Dinner rehearsal. I didn't do too well there. First rehearsal I was like a chimpanzee, 2nd rehearsal I suddenly turned into a block of wood. Haha I don't know how to be in between, and that really sucks... Ushering is so not for me, but whatever lah! Got to do my best on Saturday and not make the teachers pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, speaking of pissed, I got pissed off big time today. Well, ain't I always? Haha. But yeah I think today was boiling point! I just went mad and started rambling to myself, complaining to myself about all things under the sun (or rain, if that sounds more melancholic). It was quite ridiculous, although I still feel terrible about lots of things now. Had a nice long talk on the phoney woney too, and I guess that kinda helped, cos finally I find someone who understands, or at least tries to. I mean, if I mentioned whatever I said just now to someone else, I'd probably be scolded! Haha. It's true that I get quite ridiculous sometimes. Well, that's meeeeeee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz. Tomorrow will be another melancholic day...&lt;br /&gt;Got a full day of lessons and I'm so not going to enjoy it! Please wish me the best of luck.&lt;br /&gt;No bio until next week but that gay &lt;strong&gt;Agarose Gel Electrophoresis&lt;/strong&gt; worksheet is right in front of me now. Dear Miss Tan wants it tomorrow. Thank you hor! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok time to chiong some gel electrophoresis websites in the hope that I can complete at least half the worksheet! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all,&lt;br /&gt;Please do not feel sad at any point of time or you will get niao-ed very badly by some people.&lt;br /&gt;*er-hem*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116057789172740644?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116057789172740644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116057789172740644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116057789172740644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116057789172740644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/heya.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116049255345525437</id><published>2006-10-10T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T23:02:33.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woooo this is gonna be a short post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with Mr Yeo Miss Yeo Mdm Loh Tzelin June Cherie ytd at Suntec City :D Was nice. Bought my &lt;strong&gt;Princess Hours&lt;/strong&gt; too :) But haven't started on it yet. Not much ytd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started to go mad this morning. HA. I'm 100% insane now. Anyway, went to Marina Square after BSP lesson to meet Jia Hui. Walked around, had my darling black pepper chicken baked rice, drank iced tea with milk, then walked around more, bought our handphones a home and a companion (check it out! lol) and well, went to National Library to borrow books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness :D&lt;br /&gt;P.S. njh take care of that stomach and ligaments! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all,&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116049255345525437?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116049255345525437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116049255345525437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116049255345525437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116049255345525437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/woooo-this-is-gonna-be-short-post-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116031703963464046</id><published>2006-10-08T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T22:17:19.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is something I saw in Shiao's blog, so I decided to do it since she stated a SPICED somewhere in the quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01) Single, taken or crushing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Super single!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02) Are you happy with your life now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rather... :D At least until after the 3 marking days! Lol... The time after that would be self-demoralising!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03) When you meet the right person, do you fall in love with him fast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How fast do you consider fast? Ha ha ha. Not rly I guess. For me, everything takes a mighty long time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04) Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HEART BREAKER! Haha I don't know. Can't remember. I don't think so!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05) Do you believe there are some circumstances where cheating love is acceptable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well in Korean drama - type cases, maybe. Ha ha. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06) Would you take someone back if he cheats on you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No. It takes a lot to enable me to trust someone, and once that trust is broken, it almost always stays that way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07) Have you talked about marriage with another before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess, with my friends :) Not with a male though. Lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08) Do you want children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shall answer exactly like how Shirleen did. I want children but I don't want to give birth. Momma dearest says I'm stupid! Haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09) How many?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two, pretty please :D A boy and a girl. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Would you consider adoption?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well... It all depends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) If someone likes you right now,what do you think is the best way to let you know his feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isn't everyone different at doing this kinda stuff? Unleash ure creativity man. Haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Do you enjoy getting into relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No. What a question.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Be honest,what is the furthest you and your ex did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ex? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yup. What do you get after watching too many Kdramas? Hahahahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Are you romantic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not really, I don't think so!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Do you believe you can change someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the mindset? Don't know if I'm that influential. But I can always try :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) If you could get married somewhere, where would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somewhere over the rainbow :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Do you easily give in when you are fighting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well... I guess so! Hahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Do you have feelings for someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have feelings for the keyboard I'm typing on right now. I think it's experiencing a lot of pain now. Ouch! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Have you ever broken a heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah. I broke my darling Barbie Doll's head too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) If one day your best friend falls in love with the guy you deeply in love with, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let it be?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Are you missing someone now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah babeh. I miss school already. HAHA. I shall embrace every corner of the school tomorrow :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA that was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;22nd!!!!!!!!!!!! I want my SMSes. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah got to go bathe and sleep early tonight :D&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a wonderful day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116031703963464046?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116031703963464046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116031703963464046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116031703963464046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116031703963464046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-is-something-i-saw-in-shiaos-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116023846255199497</id><published>2006-10-08T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T00:27:42.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha. It's Sunday morning already. I'm supposed to wake up at 8 tomorrow (make that later) and take a bus down to Punggol with momma dearest. My ears are blocked. Zzz. The haze is still disgusting. It's so foggy and misty that I feel like I'm not alive. Feels like I'm living in another world. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach is aching like mad. No idea why. Probably cus I didn't eat much today, as compared to the gazillion tonnes of food I eat usually, and especially as compared to the amount of food I consumed during the exam period. Oh well. The post-exam period was supposed to be meant for exercising and for me to go back for training, but instead, the haze decided to come and ruin my plans. Now all I can do is go cut hair and go to that facial centre with mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rarrrrrh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm itching to watch Harvard now. But dad's watching soccer. Surprisingly bro's sleeping already instead of enjoying TV &gt;.&lt; I rly admire my bro. He's real confident and his time management skills are wonderful. He can play warcraft for hours on end yet know how to manage time so that he can study hard and play hard! Rly admire my sis too, for being strong in her beliefs. And for being pretty (: Hahaha. And my dad. Bet he's really tired, what with working more than he ought to each day, and coming home having to toil in front of that laptop again. However, he still shows his love for the family by vacuuming and mopping the entire house (mind you, that isn't easy) every Saturday afternoon. I felt so guilty looking at him mop and vacuum while I sat there and watched TV. So I did my share of the household chores by ironing and folding clothes. Heh. Nothing compared to what he did, but at least I did something. Shall try to put in more effort. Oh yes, and my mom. Can still remember the times when she used to scold us very often. That's all a thing of the past now. Used to really hate the times when I had to talk to her. They call that angst right? But now, I try to talk to her as much as possible! (: Wheeeeeeeee-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why the post ended up like this, but yes, I love my family.&lt;br /&gt;Shall go on to my friends another time. Exams are over, and I guess it's time to show my heartfelt thanks for the people who have influenced me in one way or another. This shall be in a few various posts. Happy waiting :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting late, and I'm obligated to read Seventeen magazine before I go to bed. Still got a jam-packed day tomorrow. Take care all. Shall come back to blog some other time. HAHAHA oh yes one more thing, I can't wait to go back to school. Hope 3J gets the post-exam high! Ting Pei you must start screaming your ass off in class again! Think everyone will follow suit and make our class crazy again. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye:D&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for the 22nd again. Zzz. This happens every month. So frustrating. I hate Singtel plans. Go die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116023846255199497?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116023846255199497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116023846255199497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116023846255199497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116023846255199497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116022940995939336</id><published>2006-10-07T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T22:16:41.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahahaha! I'm so proud of myself. I started my jin san shun series the minute I logged off ytd, and WHOOOO I'm D-O-N-E watching it! Think I'm so pro x) Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show's damn nice.. For once I didn't get bored watching a Korean show for hours on end. Had to be a good girl and help momma dearest fold &amp;amp; iron clothes while watching of course. And yes, had to stop from time to time to help with other chores. But who cares, the 'exam-is-over' feeling might finally be kicking in eh! (: haha think Ting Pei's busy with her Harvard, Jia Hui's watching her Oran High Sch (or however you spell it) and I'm going to move on to HARVARD or PRINCESS HOURS soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's going to be an uber busy day. Going to cut hair at like 10 in the morning on the other side of the world, at Punggol or somewhere like that. My aunt's hair salon, haven't visited her for a long long long long long long long time. Yay hope my hair will be less off a harrassment to me after tomorrow. After that going to that facial place again... HAHA. And in the evening it's time for mass! Speaking about going out, the haze is horrendous. It's preventing us from doing lots of things. It's preventing us from training!!! We can't even train now cus of the haze. Then interclass how? HUH? HUH? HUH?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why wanna have forest fires or whatever that happened...&lt;br /&gt;Qi si wo le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok quiztime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#e6e6fa;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Birthdate: November 29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2f2fb"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have the mind of an artist, even if you haven't developed the talent yet.Expressive and aware, you enjoy finding new ways to share your feelings.You often feel like you don't fit in - especially in traditional environments.You have big dreams. The problem is putting those dreams into action.&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your vivid imagination&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Fear of failure&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Coral&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Oval&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#b6b6c2;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You Should Learn French&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d7d6de"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatlanguageshouldyoulearnquiz/french.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;C'est super! You appreciate the finer things in life... wine, art, cheese, love affairs.You are definitely a Parisian at heart. You just need your tongue to catch up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatlanguageshouldyoulearnquiz/"&gt;What Language Should You Learn?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#98fb98;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You Are Japanese Food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cafbca"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindoffoodareyouquiz/japanese-food.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Strange yet delicious.Contrary to popular belief, you're not always eaten raw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindoffoodareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Food Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#e9f3fa;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Inner Blood Type is Type A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d6e8f6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourinnerbloodtypequiz/a.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You seem cool and collected, though a bit shy.You are highly driven and a perfectionist, but that's a side you keep to yourself.Creative and artistic, you are a very unique person who doesn't quite fit in.People accept you more than you realize, seeing you as trustworthy and loyal.&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with: A and AB&lt;br /&gt;Famous Type A's: Britney Spears and Hilter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourinnerbloodtypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Inner Blood Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You Are Karamel Sutra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavorbenandjerrysicecreamareyouquiz/karamel-sutra.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Plain on the outside, but once someone gets in, they're stuck&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavorbenandjerrysicecreamareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You Are Emerald Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#fffafa;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorgreenareyouquiz/emerald-green.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Deep and mysterious, it often seems like no one truly gets you.Inside, you are very emotional and moody - though you don't let it show.People usually have a strong reaction to you... profound love or deep hate.But you can even get those who hate you to come around. There's something naturally harmonious about you.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorgreenareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Green Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You Are Root Beer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofsodaareyouquiz/root-beer.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ultra sweet and innocent, you have a subtle complexity behind your sugary front.Children love you, but so do high end snobs... when you're brewed right.&lt;br /&gt;Your best soda compatibility match: Dr. Pepper&lt;br /&gt;Stay away from: Diet Coke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofsodaareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Soda Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are 47% Sagittarius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsagittariusareyouquiz/sagittarius.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsagittariusareyouquiz/"&gt;How Sagittarius Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You Are 3: The Achiever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td color="#fffafa"&gt;You're confident and competent - with a lot of energy.&lt;br /&gt;Eager to reach your goals, you are ambitious and competitive.&lt;br /&gt;You are good at movtivating yourself and motivating others.&lt;br /&gt;You're also a charmer, with a great sense of humor.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatnumberareyouquiz/"&gt;What Number Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Emoticon is Cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatemoticonbestrepresentsyourightnowquiz/cool.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're not feeling particularly up or down, just relaxed and calm. You're ready for whatever is going to happen next!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatemoticonbestrepresentsyourightnowquiz/"&gt;What Emoticon Best Represents You Right Now?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You Belong in Dublin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whateuropeancitydoyoubelonginquiz/dublin.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Friendly and down to earth, you want to enjoy Europe without snobbery or pretensions.You're the perfect person to go wild on a pub crawl... or enjoy a quiet bike ride through the old part of town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whateuropeancitydoyoubelonginquiz/"&gt;What European City Do You Belong In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Scholastic Strength Is Evaluating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoumajorinquiz/evaluating.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are great at looking at many details and putting them all together.You are talented at detecting subtle trends, accuracy, and managing change.&lt;br /&gt;You should major in:&lt;br /&gt;StatisticsSpeechConflict studiesCommunicationFinanceMedicine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoumajorinquiz/"&gt;What Should You Major In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You Are the Very Gay Winnie the Pooh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatgaychildhoodiconareyouquiz/winnie-the-pooh.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Come on, he doesn't wear pants!And he's a little too obsessed with Christopher Robin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatgaychildhoodiconareyouquiz/"&gt;What Gay Childhood Icon Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA okay that's the end of my super long quiz post today! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling I'm going to start watching Harvard tomorrow night. I'll just take some time off the TV and read magazines to while my time away... How great it feels to be away from those books after awhile. But still got to lug them all the way back to school on Monday, Week 1 timetable ok? x) Wheeeee- Lower sec interclass is coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright ima go off now. Stomach hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Bye:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116022940995939336?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116022940995939336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116022940995939336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116022940995939336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116022940995939336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/hahahaha-im-so-proud-of-myself_07.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-116013400318179488</id><published>2006-10-06T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T19:26:43.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been eons since I last blogged, and eons too, since I last came online &lt;strong&gt;PROPERLY&lt;/strong&gt;. Everything feels so foreign now. It's like, I can't even type properly, so many typo errors. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to feel liberated now that exams are over... But I don't feel the euphoria I guess. It's been a few hours already, but that kind of feeling just doesn't kick in. Instead, what I get is the "I am so guilty cos I'm not studying now" feeling. Geez. But yeah, I guess that realisation will sink in after awhile, and I'll be guilt-free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had SC meeting after the Math paper today, after which I went out with June to relax for a while. We went to Stadium Macs so I could binge on my medium fries + many many packets of chilli sauce, and then to Tampines Mall to look look see see, get that shoppable feeling back. Been long since I've even stepped into a mall, besides accompanying my mom to NTUC every other day to stock up on some groceries. Haha what kind of life is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, time to get back into the "got life lah!" mode. Back to books next week again. I'm satisfied with my CA marks for sciences and math. But def not for HCL and LA. Zzz go die, languages! Both 1 more mark to the next grade. And LA is very important for my self esteem, although I'm not good at it. I just like to think that my English is better than my Chinese x) Heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a wonderfully good time enjoying yourselves! Just like how I'm going to indulge in as many K-dramas as possible until I go mad! And YAY my mom allows me to buy Princess Hours :) Shall buy the next time I go out. Heh heh. Having a mom who shares the same interests as you, it's really good. Wooooooooooo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok I can't wait already! Jin San Shun, here I come!&lt;br /&gt;Dunno how many gazillion times I'm rewatching this, always watching with momma dearest.&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-116013400318179488?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/116013400318179488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=116013400318179488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116013400318179488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/116013400318179488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-everyone-its-been-eons-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-115806623514901931</id><published>2006-09-12T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T21:09:14.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eaccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What You Really Think Of Your Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eed6eb"&gt;Njh is your soulmate.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2e0d6"&gt;You truly love Cherie.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f7ebc2"&gt;You consider Jiayanz your true friend.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fbf5ad"&gt;You know that Hannah is always thinking of you.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffff99"&gt;You'll remember Leejiahui for the rest of your life.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fff199"&gt;You secretly think Tingpei is creative, charming, and a bit too dramatic at times.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffe29a"&gt;You secretly think that June is colorful, impulsive, and a total risk taker.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffd49a"&gt;You secretly think that Jocelyn is loyal and trustworthy to you. And that Jocelyn changes lovers faster than underwear.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc59a"&gt;You secretly think Zzw is shy and nonconfrontational. And that Zzw has a hidden internet romance.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoyoureallythinkofyourfriendsquiz/"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoyoureallythinkofyourfriendsquiz/"&gt;What Do You Think Of Your Friends? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/20877397-115806623514901931?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/115806623514901931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=115806623514901931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/115806623514901931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/115806623514901931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-you-really-think-of-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-115806577541588483</id><published>2006-09-12T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T20:56:42.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Decided to post after all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz so sian now!!!&lt;br /&gt;Just finished (as much as I could, those chapters I haven't learnt yet, I didn't touch!) the 2003 GEP Emath paper, now going on to the 2003 GEP Amath paper. I know I know, not much of an achievement in your opinion, but hey, for a Mathloser like me, it's quite productive already. I plan to finish the Amath one today and get going with my geog :D Heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geoggie Woggie test doesn't include Migration. *heaves a sigh of relief* That's one hell lot less to study:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty then,&lt;br /&gt;Back to bedlam.&lt;br /&gt;Naw,&lt;br /&gt;studies:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-115806577541588483?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/115806577541588483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=115806577541588483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/115806577541588483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/115806577541588483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/09/decided-to-post-after-all-d-zzz-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-115798219643079874</id><published>2006-09-11T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T21:43:16.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be studying but I'm doing more of a MRBROWN PODCAST download! It's not exactly very entertaining, but I just felt like downloading everything I see in that website. Of course, I'll stop when &lt;em&gt;My Lovely Samsoon&lt;/em&gt; starts at 10pm tonight! And after that I'll go do some Math hwk... Zonked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to sleep please. Two nights ago slept 3 hours, last night slept 4 hours, today 4 hours again I think &gt;.&lt;'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, stupid Windows Live Messenger doesn't wna work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-115798219643079874?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/115798219643079874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=115798219643079874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/115798219643079874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/115798219643079874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/09/hahahaha-im-supposed-to-be-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-115790648452549038</id><published>2006-09-11T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T00:41:24.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wooohoooooooooooooo :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally changed my blogskin again. I'm satisfied beyond words, although this skin is a little, emo. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed up till 4.30am last night (make that Sunday in the early early morning) and woke up 3 hours later for my catechism attachment &gt;.&lt; The kids were driving me crazy! Not like it's not a norm. Quite sad, it's my last attachment lesson with the P3, their FHC is next week and after that, I've got to go back to my con3 class. Zzz. Ohwell! Nevermind, all good things come to an end. But that's not to say I can't revive it by joining the CaTs ministry after I grad from con4 next yr:D I'll see if I have the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked ard today and yesterday, didn't do much work. I shouldn't be feeling accomplished, taking four hours to do E&amp;I project and erm, that stupid Geography assignment which I have been procrastinating since the start of the term break. Now I have my 6 Math past-year papers left, and I have absolutely no idea how I'm going to go about doing them. Let's just hope the Revision Test isn't tomorrow. I'll just... Fail. Got to bring my TYS everywhere tomorrow so I can do them in my free time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. Yes. I went for a FACIAL today. WAHAHAHA. To think a person like me would even step naer a facial centre, or whatever you call it. My mom wanted me to accompany her, and in the end she kinda coaxed me into going for one. She even signed up a package for me. 8 sessions. Zomg. I think my mom can be quite freaky at times. It costs MONEY okay... That means I have to take the trouble to take extra extra extra care of my skin now that I know she's dropping money bombs on my face just to keep them nice and intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I've been spending my holidays. Doing nothing but crap.&lt;br /&gt;Monday was my most productive day. I shall replay that tomorrow, doing Math :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night all,&lt;br /&gt;I shall not burn the midnight oil tonight, lest I burn my teachers' brains tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-115790648452549038?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/115790648452549038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=115790648452549038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/115790648452549038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/115790648452549038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/09/wooohoooooooooooooo-d-finally-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-115781395707609979</id><published>2006-09-09T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T22:59:17.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Almost woke up late to meet Jiahui today. Haha... I'm meeting her almost every day? Zomg. Yeah we went to Raffles City Shopping Centre Food Court and had prata for brunch! Nice nice prata with nice teh tarik :D My favourite drink of all. Den we slacked around, played with the games in each others' phones, walked around, and reached Esplanade at 1.30pm. We saw a few Year Twos and realised we were superduperwhooooooper early. So we sat down, and slacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.15pm. Mdm Ilyana came. And gave us the first two tickets of the day :) Yay we got to sit with each other after all! Slacked around and crapped a little bit more, then went in to the theatre. Geoff was supposed to sit beside me but someone from 3J made him swap with Jannelle, and I got some lecture about being polite. I should stand up each time people want to cross, instead of shifting my legs to the side. Alright, I know it's good exercise, and I know I'm a rude Singaporean :D Thanks Jannelle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forbidden City was really good. I could really connect with the actors and actresses. Not that I have experienced the same thing before, but I could understand how they feel. It's true, musicals are far better than movies. It's more of a two-way thing, and we're allowed to reflect about the plot of the story, and feel for the people. Wow. Was really impressed by the costumes, props, backdrops, music, LYRICS, and yeah, stage set up! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to dine at Marina Square Food Court with Jiahui, Wanting, Shermaine, Shujun, Dinah and Xinhui. Haha. Oops &gt;.&lt;''' YepZ they're nice and fun to be with. Never laughed so hard for a while. Ate black pepper chicken baked rice or something along that lines, at the pizza store :D Deeee-licious! Yup then after that talked abit, took pictures for them, and went home already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Let me comment about how pervertic society is.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I don't feel like talking about it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;This is so demoralising.&lt;br /&gt;I want to turn into a turtle, hide inside a shell and die from suffocation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't even run fast. Turtle's the best animal to describe me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even fit in there, in the team. Not that I've tried to, but I know I wouldn't. Cus only fast people fit in the fast clique. The clique that Mr Lim can relate with. I don't blame him. Which coach wouldn't love fast runners? It's just reality. Some people have it all I guess? Not that I don't have anything... But at this point of time, things are just... Bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And coincidentally, it's at this point of time where the smile goes back on my face. And people get mistaken eh? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL LIKE GORGING THE EYES OUT OF THAT PERVERTIC LOOKING PERVERT WHO WAS STARING AT ME IN THE MRT TRAIN AND EVEN AS HE ASCENDED THE ESCALATOR AT BUGIS MRT STATION. SOMEONE, PLEASE HACK HIM ALIVE.&lt;br /&gt;He looks like a freaking pervert anyway. No, he IS one.&lt;br /&gt;And he wasn't looking at my face. (Now, I should be embarrassed to say this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GeeZ. This guy was helping to shield me (sort of) but that pervertic pervert kept shifting around and looking. I diao-ed him once, he continued staring. No shame one arh. I diao-ed him again, he continued staring. Wah. That was really ridiculous. Then when I was walking back to the MRT this evening, some guys were staring at "me" too. And when I was in the food court at Raffles City, there were such pervies too. ARE YOU PERVIES SEXUALLY DEPRIVED?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM HIGHLY PISSED OFF NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And upset. I didn't say I wanted them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roar. Don't ask me why I'm so affected, I just am. You wouldn't know cos you aren't me. You don't get dissed by people for ideas you bring up, for the things you do, and for the thoughts you harbour (no, don't xiang wai).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realised I lied to the rainbow. I didn't know why I gave that reason. Maybe because I couldn't say it. Maybe that's what I've been affected by the entire day. So now you understand, don't laugh at me. Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This has been a very emoshitty post.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note: If you're the freaking pervert, or if you are guilty of such actions which can lead to serious negative implications on females, to hell with you. But if you're not, I'm sorry if I sounded like I was stereotyping guys. But I didn't want to put him down so low and describe him as a pocked-blue faced evil-eyed cracked-lipped pimply-nosed ass hole. So I decided to just use the term guys. Zzz. F O to you, pock face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-115781395707609979?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/115781395707609979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=115781395707609979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/115781395707609979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/115781395707609979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/09/almost-woke-up-late-to-meet-jiahui.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-115773064834412691</id><published>2006-09-08T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T23:50:48.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to blog in (not-so) perfect English again x) Went over to Jia Hui's place to study today, my time there was quite productive (Bio's out of my mind until Geog test is over) and well, stomach-filling. I ate a lot there, don't ask what! Haha. It's quite good studying at her place, not so much distractions. It's rly bad studying over at mine I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, still left with Geog, Math and E&amp;I to do before Monday. Geog, some studying for the upcoming test, and some of my undone worksheets, and Math? Zzz, lots. 6 Exam Papers from past years (blame Miss Koh please) and studying + practice for the upcoming test! Tests again... There's some project for E&amp;amp;I which will probably end up a solo effort since the paper is with me. Not that I wanted it to be. Oh GEEZ. I still have to memorise my lines for 1st Witch &amp; Lady Macbeth, for that damned LA roleplay. What's with doing all these project stuff just before the exams arrive? I guess they're trying to help us manage our time better. Wah, thank you man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had church in the evening to night. P3 Reconciliation. Since I'm attached to the 8.30am P3 class, had to go down to help :) Sickening guys didn't go down and help, only 5 of us girls were zombie-ing around everywhere! We played stupid games (Thanks Audrey!) to cure our boredom, and yeah had fun! Finally some place in church where I can fit in... It's quite a nice thought, eh? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went around helping to get people from inside church to do their reconciliation. Did a teeny weeny bit of running around, wish I ran around more. Kinda makes up for my lack of exercise lately. Nevermind, I'll make up for it after the exams end. You'll see! x) I hope. Haha! Yeah I was helping this lady called Stephie/Steffi. She seems almost exactly like Miss Yeo. It was rather scary. The tan, the eyes, the face, the slight accent, and all. Zomg. Haha I'm currently trying to prove that my Chinese ain't that bad (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright then. I shall stop slacking around here. Hope I do well for my HSK and not let myself (and my parents... It costs money, hello!) down. And yup dups, for my exams too! I can't be slackening off now... It's a crime! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all and hope those who are watching Forbidden City tmr get to sit with whoever they want to (of course, we all want that). Please, LA teachers? Pweedee pweeedeeee please? Haha. G'night! Takecare.&lt;br /&gt;Zzz I can't wait for the 22nd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-115773064834412691?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/115773064834412691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=115773064834412691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/115773064834412691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/115773064834412691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-its-time-to-blog-in-not-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-115768983439312794</id><published>2006-09-08T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T12:30:34.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. loserific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end also nv go trg. ZAAAAAAAARGH.&lt;br /&gt;but going to jiahui's place to study now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the also go online.&lt;br /&gt;but to do my geog notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhhh everything's abt studying. hahahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;absurdity.&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather spend a whole afternoon having a nice long chat like we did ytd:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-115768983439312794?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/115768983439312794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=115768983439312794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/115768983439312794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/115768983439312794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/09/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-115764776911234597</id><published>2006-09-08T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T00:49:29.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM DONE WITH MY &lt;strong&gt;GRAPHS OF FUNCTIONS&lt;/strong&gt; ASSIGNMENTS :D:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-&lt;br /&gt;back to bio.&lt;br /&gt;zzz/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g'night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-115764776911234597?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/115764776911234597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=115764776911234597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/115764776911234597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/115764776911234597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-115763472144188833</id><published>2006-09-07T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T21:12:01.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha i suddenly feel damn shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what kind of capt am i right, you all must think. heh. not much of one i guess. one who doesn't go for trg, one who'd rather studystudystudy all day. but the studying comes with friendship. geez. another display of selfishness. i might as well go work in the wet market or something. i'd be a popular fishmonger man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess it's time to go back and train once in a while, keep that shape (not much of a shape right) and yeah, destress! :) shd have gone trg on monday tho. haha. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's been weird these days, i've not being doing my work properly since the very very very very very accomplishing work session on monday. Zzz. got to buck up mabel! well, i guess it's almost time for me to go bathe,  then watch jin san shun, then go do my bio/geog or both! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care all. won't be online if i can help it! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;geez. weird.&lt;/em&gt; haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-115763472144188833?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/115763472144188833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=115763472144188833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/115763472144188833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/115763472144188833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/09/haha-i-suddenly-feel-damn-shitty.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-115742858407795705</id><published>2006-09-05T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T11:56:24.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just a short 3rd (prob last) post of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my wrists are hurting. ouch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-115742858407795705?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/115742858407795705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=115742858407795705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/115742858407795705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/115742858407795705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/09/just-short-3rd-prob-last-post-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-115742272343283118</id><published>2006-09-05T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T10:18:43.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>geeZ. i just realised im feeling rather stressed. u know, &lt;strong&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt;t&lt;strong&gt;r&lt;/strong&gt;e&lt;strong&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt;s&lt;strong&gt;e&lt;/strong&gt;d? haha. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so amazing. i wasn't as melancholic as this (A FREAKING THREE WEEKS PLUS BEFORE THE EXAMS) last year. sheesh. i dont know man. im only done with physics right now, and still when i do last yr's dhp exam paper, i'm nowhere near understanding. i think im in deep shit. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still got to do shitty stuff like &lt;strong&gt;HOLIDAY HOMEWORK&lt;/strong&gt;. thanks ah. we want to use this holidays to study and we get stuff like LA roleplays. couldn't we do it AFTER THE EXAMS? oh man. Zzz. maybe it's a good thing aft all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe they're trying to teach us how to manage our time better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. im super duper whooper hungry. Zzz. nvm. shall starve. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-115742272343283118?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/115742272343283118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=115742272343283118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/115742272343283118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/115742272343283118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/09/geez.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20877397.post-115742122378689810</id><published>2006-09-05T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T09:53:43.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>before i'm continue graphmatica-ing from last night, i shall blog about what i have been thinking about for the past few hours. make that about 15 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz. im v happy and honoured to have a friend like njh. alw accomodating to me. and its not as if i alw accomodate to her... haha think im a very selfish person. but wdv lah. i also can't go all preachy and say that i promise i'll change. just wanna thank you fr being sucha great friend :D yea like they say, the best (and perhaps &lt;strong&gt;only&lt;/strong&gt;) friends you can find are in sec sch. when you go up to jc and uni blablabla they say you can't find any more true friends. so thanks, jia hui &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and ytd's stuff rly made me respect miss yeo and mr yeo a hell lot more. no, their situations are unrelated. but yes. altho i felt so numb and the stupid thing still appeared in my mind for like a damn long time afterwards, i guess i'm rly happy that i know them as my teachers. gives you a whole new perspective of life. how impt it is to take care. how impt it is to make wise choices. yep. this is what i call a wonderful teacher. hahahahahaha. ok enuf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz. i shall stop being crappy and freaking ppl out.&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;it's graphmatica time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20877397-115742122378689810?l=tsk--tsk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/feeds/115742122378689810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20877397&amp;postID=115742122378689810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/115742122378689810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20877397/posts/default/115742122378689810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsk--tsk.blogspot.com/2006/09/before-im-continue-graphmatica-ing.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel Ang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00409047487873049191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
