<?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-6395497</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:59:59.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>||vAlEnCiA cOnFeSsEd||</title><subtitle type='html'>.:.itz.my.life..:.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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>352</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-114631855753619508</id><published>2006-04-29T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T21:49:17.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Being in the car with my dad and mum is a very funny thing. My mum will yak non-stop and my dad will just keep silent. Dunno what he thinking also. It gets quite irritating cos since my dad will usually blast the stereo in the car, my mum will have to raise her voice VERY LOUDLY so she can get our attention. &lt;p align="center"&gt;-____________-"'&lt;/p align&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the traffic light turned red and I was happily minding my own business as my mum yakked on when suddenly she exclaimed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUM:&lt;/strong&gt; EH LOOK LOOK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME:&lt;/strong&gt; What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUM:&lt;/strong&gt; You see! *points at the lorry in front of us* HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME:&lt;/strong&gt; Ummmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUM:&lt;/strong&gt; The sign on the lorry! "CALL SCRAP CAR TAN ('sha che chen' in chinese) AT ********** ' HAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAAH isnt it funny?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it was absolutely funny. Naming your company&lt;em&gt; SCRAP CAR TAN&lt;/em&gt; is just... unbelievable. You might as well call your own baby &lt;em&gt;MY BABY TAN.&lt;/em&gt; But can you imagine it. She randomly burst into laughter just cos of that. I bet my dad was thinking what a siao ting tong my mum was. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dont get me wrong. I love The Mother all the same.  ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we have practice for inter-class singing on Mon. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I believe in you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Although you never asked me to &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;THANK YOU LORD. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-114631855753619508?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114631855753619508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114631855753619508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#114631855753619508' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-114588011293968160</id><published>2006-04-24T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T20:01:52.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SIGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-114588011293968160?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114588011293968160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114588011293968160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#114588011293968160' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-114562800669689189</id><published>2006-04-21T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T22:00:07.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You forgot your promise but its okay. I kind of expected it?  I think I shouldnt hope too much anymore? Aye Im really sorry for my sucky attitude. But now I dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dropped my phone twice today. TWICE. Very clever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sad it is when juniors dont respect seniors the way they should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for brightening me upppppppp beh! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I dont accept your apology. But ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is all that I can take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-114562800669689189?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114562800669689189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114562800669689189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#114562800669689189' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-114527840728987471</id><published>2006-04-17T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T21:02:29.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I went too hyper today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During recess I ran around the classroom block, after school and I around the classroom block AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school was hilarious. Limbu chased me with the &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; barney umbrella again. HAHA. And Danielle and that sa kept on suaning me. Hmph. I shall have my revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crapped our way out of school to pp. Yayy our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; children's playhouse. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughed like nobody's business! Danielle and Alyssa arh. Tsktsk. Then that sa went to buy her EARL GREY TEA and made us queue for like 10hours! -___________-"' And so, her nickname shall be EGT. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Didnt know queuing up can make me sleepy. So I shall sleep now. So &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BYE ALL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-114527840728987471?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114527840728987471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114527840728987471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#114527840728987471' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-114520265264456975</id><published>2006-04-16T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T23:50:52.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;What defines a heart?&lt;br /&gt;Beauty.&lt;br /&gt;What defines beauty?&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;/p align&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;For as long as I shall live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-114520265264456975?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114520265264456975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114520265264456975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#114520265264456975' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-114519391428451561</id><published>2006-04-16T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T21:25:14.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've finally decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Thank God that you have the courage to be here."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Truly know that Thou art mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be better, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I didnt say I wanted the friendship to end like that. You prolly got it in a wrong perception, I dont know. But I know you wont give this friendship another chance so I wont bother reviving it. Goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Stay strong.&lt;/p align&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;All to thee my blessed Saviour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-114519391428451561?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114519391428451561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114519391428451561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#114519391428451561' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-114485425765805831</id><published>2006-04-12T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T23:08:02.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is crap day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in a small bus with the sailors is hell. HELL. We'll laugh at stupid things, make stupid comments, tease, and have so much, err, FUN. Haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chandraaa called Qing &lt;strong&gt;'Yuan yuan fang fang san jiao xing'&lt;/strong&gt;. WL. We just burst out laghing lah. Came out so randomly and funnily. Hehheh. Then they imitated the way I walk. I DONT WALK LIKE &lt;em&gt;THAT&lt;/em&gt; OKAY. HAHA. And they imitated QINGY'S laughter! Omg that was just hilarious lahhhh! Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then couldnt go out on powerboat with Uncle Tonny with Cass and Evelyn cos he didnt allow. ): HAHA EVELYN. Bangbangbang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stayed and did our work at NSC. Cass did her sudoku, I did my Add Math Ex 4.3 and Eve tried helping me on ONE qn. Took abt an hour. Haha. We're slackers. And OH YA! We sang the VERY INSPIRATIONAL Pokemon theme songgggggggggg! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Why can't I turn off the radio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-114485425765805831?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114485425765805831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114485425765805831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#114485425765805831' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-114450347925427241</id><published>2006-04-08T21:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T21:37:59.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE MY CLASS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos we dont mind staying back after school just to watch the Pokemon theme song video on youtube. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Forgive me my weakness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-114450347925427241?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114450347925427241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114450347925427241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#114450347925427241' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-114450347805866158</id><published>2006-04-08T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T21:37:58.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE MY CLASS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos we dont mind staying back after school just to watch the Pokemon theme song video on youtube. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Forgive me my weakness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-114450347805866158?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114450347805866158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114450347805866158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#114450347805866158' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-114441825725859410</id><published>2006-04-07T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T21:57:37.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My effort to meet Mrs Kong this morning had gone to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I dunno whats happening to me. Im getting into so much trouble, UNCOUNTABLE. Brought so much disappointment in those around me, esp my rents. Urg. Feeling just sucks. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And getting sad and down about nothing/everything? Sigh. Whats happening to me man. Im not gonna fall into depression or anything okay. That's just, err, TOO SERIOUS. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had TSC with Mrs Ngin. Told her so many things. Cant help crying whenever she mentions about ____________ . Im glad she understands my plight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then PT after school. Wasnt in the mood. Maybe cos had Add Math remedial before that. Or maybe cos ________________ . Then halfway while doing the FIRST set of circuits, while running, I FELL. I actually FELL cos I bumped into Germaine. Okay 'bump' is not the word to use. But whatever okay? Yes. I actually can fall cos of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I told Mr Peh I wanted to go to GO to get the wound treated first cos it was attracting all the flies. (CAN YOU BELIEVE IT!) Then I went to the office and the woman told me to dress it myself COS SHE WAS BUSY. Like what-the?! Do I look like a red-crosser to her?!! So I was sent to look for the red cross ppl. But DAMMIT there werent in school or sth. JUST WHEN I NEEDED THEM. So then I ran back to GO and waited for Mr Peh. AT THE SAME TIME Bong was there. NOSEBLEED. Haha. We're both injured and pitiful ppl. HEHHEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to those who cared. Thanks alot yes. Though it wasnt that pain that you all assumed it was, but thanks for ur concern yes! C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to chop my hair after that. Damn I dunno if its okay or not. I mean the haircut. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. New sitting arrangement. Wont be sitting beside Eunice anymore. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Well, this is it now, everybody get down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is all I can take &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is how a heart breaks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You take a hit now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You feel it break down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Make you stay wide awake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is how a heart breaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-114441825725859410?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114441825725859410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114441825725859410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#114441825725859410' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-114424269486838365</id><published>2006-04-05T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T21:11:34.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know, my computer is honestly screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's been getting so depressed lately. Aye. Its very sad to get mistaken time and again. It hurts to know that someone you care really much for doesnt even appreciate it. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEER UP, EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what's this feeling that I fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tragic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Its just emotions taking me over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-114424269486838365?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114424269486838365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114424269486838365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#114424269486838365' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-114396184123775117</id><published>2006-04-02T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T15:10:41.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I havent signed into blogger for so long lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anws. Sports day on Friday was GREAT. Though it was really boring and messy, but the friends being there was just good enough. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The verdict is out and we won. We won you guys TWICE. Once for the preliminary round, again for the finals. Doesnt it mean anything? Doesnt it already prove that we're better on the whole? This wasnt meant to be some shit competition. It was just a friendly competition between classes but i dont know what happened and it ended up like that. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt matter if the whole world hates us. What matters is that we won with our own capabilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;obey good that all the other classes hate you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;obey good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you just wanna console yourselves, you pathetic little souls.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I forgive you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or rather, WE forgive you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We know, you know, everyone knows.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are just guilty and you just want to make yourselves feel better.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHATEVER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My mood's been so crap these days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I get really sad when you're near. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't you feel my heart beat fast?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want this to last.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-114396184123775117?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114396184123775117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114396184123775117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#114396184123775117' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-114318091826216147</id><published>2006-03-24T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T14:15:18.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It just sad to know that you've been a huge disppointment to ppl you love. Aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry. It hurts to know you dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/3 got in. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Stop, turn, take a look around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;At all the lights and sounds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Let them bring you in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slow burn, let it all fade out&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pull the curtain down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I wonder where you've been?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-114318091826216147?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114318091826216147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114318091826216147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#114318091826216147' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-114259937079908443</id><published>2006-03-17T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T20:42:50.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY so Im finally blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laadeedumms. Missed the C'ships cos of cheerleading today and I kinda regret it. My position dropped so much. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT ANYWAY. Cheerleading was a blast. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the Sec3 classes did the best amoung the Sec2s and 1s lah! I mean like duh! But I think so far our batch is the best lah. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so 3/3 did our cheerleading really well, it was like the first time we were ever coordinated! Haha. Other class did well too. Oh shucks competition is so tough. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Nsrcc after that. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr only two days of the C'ships and Im already so shacked. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL POST THE LINK TO THE CHEERLEADING VIDEO &lt;strong&gt;SOON&lt;/strong&gt;. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Where'd you go? I miss you so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-114259937079908443?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114259937079908443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114259937079908443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#114259937079908443' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-114200095915438449</id><published>2006-03-10T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T22:29:19.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Campus superstar is irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're irritting. You're desperate. You're annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it me, or are angmohs cock-eyed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been such a let down to so many people. Esp Mrs Kong, Mrs Ngin and 3/3. I'm really sorry about it. I'll change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hope is for the hopeless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-114200095915438449?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114200095915438449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114200095915438449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#114200095915438449' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-114165845220841077</id><published>2006-03-06T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T23:29:09.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cannot stand it. I have to blog it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I have no idea whats wrong with my laoshi. Since the first few cheena lessons, she's been against me for I dunno why. I alr surveyed some ppl and I came to a conclusion that I dont have a really qian bian face, so I dont understand why she dislikes me though I've never said more then 50 cheena words personally to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If for some reasons she finds me qian bian, then Im sorry I cant help it dont blame me, blame my genes. But who the heck is she to blame my genes? Huh? If having a qian bian face is reasonable enough to hate someone, then boy, I'll have so many reasons to hate her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) She smiles to herself like nobody's business.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may argue, she's just trying to be cheerful. To make cheena class funner and blahblahblah. Well, I think she tries &lt;strong&gt;too hard&lt;/strong&gt;. So hard, it disgusts me. I mean smiling is okay, but ALL THE TIME THROUGHOUT LESSONS?! You're either insane or insane. She smiles even when she's pissed off! Like omg isnt that FREAKY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) She's super biased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;FINE. Which teacher isnt biased? However, she's biased to the extent that she flirts with her students! Not flirt in the guy-and-girl way, but flirt in the teacher-student-way. Okay whatever just understand what Im trying to say cos my English is too freaking lousy and its so late at night I cant think clearly, I dunno how to phrase it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) She's just wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy against me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably its cos my cheena is too lousy, I cant pronounce words for nuts. But its not her problem right? In the end its me who's gonna take the exma and not her so why care if my spoken (and maybe written) cheena is comparable to shit? (Yes, I admit.)&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe its cos I sleep too much in class. Hello, woman, take a look around you, guess what? EVERYBODY'S either sleeping or doodling or chatting or whathaveyous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) She wears almost the same clothes everytime.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? Wardrobe malfunction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) She just has a qian bian face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno lah. Take today for example. I wanted to take the MoXie later cos I told her I couldnt memorise a shit and she only gave me ONE PERIOD to learn it. Like wth?! That means she wants me not to pay attention during Chem lah? OPEN YOUR EYES LAH WOMAN. Though I really dont pay attention in Chem class, but I'll definitely listen up in Chem rather than the cheena class. THEN. I just had to settle with taking it during recess. Cos apparently I cant take it after school cos she's got remedial class. But I did offer to sit like some idiot in her remedial class and do my MoXie. However, she didnt allow. LIKE WHYYYYY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatsmore, &lt;strong&gt;last week&lt;/strong&gt; she was asking the class who wanted the MoXie to be tested on Wed or Thurs. Obviously ppl with sense would take it later right? BUT. _______ AND _______ wanted to take it on MONDAY, today. Like wth?! What's wrong with ur brains, ppl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I told her I cannot take it on Monday since I have regatta on Sat and Sun, she looked at me with her SMILING face and told me she cant change the day anymore - its alr set. HELLO?????? You like just asked the class whether we can change the day or not? And just cos her favourites __________ and _________ wanted Monday therefore u set it on Monday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go kiss my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay MOVE ON TO HAPPIER TOPICS. Tag replies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Weekee:&lt;/span&gt; You mean you crashed your specs? I didnt know! Yeah yeah, we shall beat &lt;em&gt;THAT&lt;/em&gt; Fangyi! Haha. Wait long long arh me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hazel:&lt;/span&gt; Haha yes I realised. YAYY pick on Seetoh. C: HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yaya:&lt;/span&gt; Ya lah whatever. Rmb to bring bread and jam and nutella and skippy if you're reading this. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eve:&lt;/span&gt; Haha Evelyn, stop leaving your SLIM name everywhere lah. Pollutes the environment. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Candice:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah okay will relink soon. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alex:&lt;/span&gt; HELLO ALEX. Yayy you're finally back. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Zan:&lt;/span&gt; Hi Zan you stupid dao person! C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ally:&lt;/span&gt; SHUT UP LAH I know you're just jealous. Just GO AWAY. Haha. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Annabel:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah lah. SOON. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Xinxuan:&lt;/span&gt; Yes yes yes! I think I can leh. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Len:&lt;/span&gt; STOP! I know you're being sarcastic! Haha whatever lah kayyy! C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit. Im just way pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is not an angry post.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-114165845220841077?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114165845220841077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114165845220841077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#114165845220841077' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-114165479690950840</id><published>2006-03-06T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T22:22:10.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just love this lah. Top 10 trivia tips about me. Im sure, Im sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 8px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; MARGIN: 15px; COLOR: #1a0a13; PADDING-TOP: 8px; FONT-FAMILY: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #cfcf95"&gt;&lt;h2 style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; FONT-SIZE: 110%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; PADDING-TOP: 2px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #dfdfa5; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #000; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #dfdfa5" href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Valencia&amp;gender=f"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Valencia!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Valencia is black with white stripes, not white with black stripes!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The opposite sides of valencia always add up to seven!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Valencia is 984 feet tall.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;About one tenth of valencia is permanently covered in ice!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Valencia cannot burp - there is no gravity to separate liquid from gas in her stomach.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Women shoplift four times more frequently than valencia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Valencia once came third in a Charlie Chaplin lookalike contest!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Valencia was banned from Finland because of not wearing pants.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wearing headphones for an hour will increase the amount of valencia in your ear 700 times.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Valencia is the only metal that is liquid at room temperature.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="&lt;a href="&gt;&lt;a&gt;http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl&lt;/a&gt;" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Go"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss you loads.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-114165479690950840?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114165479690950840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114165479690950840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#114165479690950840' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-114122470687410968</id><published>2006-03-01T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T23:00:38.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONGRATULATIONS TO &lt;u&gt;LI FANGYI&lt;/u&gt; THE MEANIE FOR SCORING &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ALL As&lt;/span&gt; IN HER A LEVELS! C:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Fangyi I seriously wondered how you did that. All As. Okay lah I shall admit it. You're smart lah, happy? But ultimately, I'm smarter. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to have class picnic in class today. I brought my white bread, but the others stupidly forgot to bring their spread and all. Dang them. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then left an hour early from school to NSC to transfer boat to Changi! Haha I was so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then okay lah. Had to transfer with nat squad. We launched at 3.30, MIGHT AS WELL NOT LEAVE SCHOOL EARLY RIGHT! Heh. Sailing was okay, just that as I wanted to hike out, I &lt;strong&gt;FELL OUT&lt;/strong&gt; OF THE BOAT COS I DIDNT KNOW MY FEET WASNT HOOKED UDER THE HIKING STRAP. Haha stupid Valencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed to Yishun after that. For church. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh man please dont let me feel this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I dont wanna hate you or anything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but its just getting to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;How you seem to flirt like 24/7,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;how you say you dont care but at the corner of your eye you yearn for attention from them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;how you seem so desperate for attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Aye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Please dont piss me off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, let me forgive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your reactions made me think alot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Im really happy about it, but I cant seem to stop crying over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears of hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Xinxuan, I'm sorry, I really didnt know. So Sorry.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-114122470687410968?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114122470687410968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114122470687410968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#114122470687410968' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-114078332355336583</id><published>2006-02-24T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T20:17:55.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay school is getting rather boring lah. Cept for the friends part. They just make my day, EVERYTIME. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to VJC to support the runners taking part in heats. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I got really worked up and pissed while having dinner and started cursing and swearing. Aye. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's depressing, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-114078332355336583?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114078332355336583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114078332355336583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#114078332355336583' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-114061607640869102</id><published>2006-02-22T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T21:47:56.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;In a little while from now,&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not feeling anyless sour ,&lt;br /&gt;I promise myself to treat myself&lt;br /&gt;And visit a nearby tower&lt;br /&gt;And climbing to the top will throw myself off,&lt;br /&gt;In an effort to make it clear to who&lt;br /&gt;Ever what it's like when you're shattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left standing in the lurch at a church,&lt;br /&gt;Where people saying 'my God that's tough she's stood him up&lt;br /&gt;No point in us remaining-&lt;br /&gt;We may as well go home'.&lt;br /&gt;As I did on my own.&lt;br /&gt;Alone again, naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think that only yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I was cheerful, bright and gay,&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to- well who wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;The role I was about to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as if to knock me down,&lt;br /&gt;Reality came around.&lt;br /&gt;And without so much&lt;br /&gt;As a mere touch&lt;br /&gt;Cut me into little pieces&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me to doubt&lt;br /&gt;Talk about God in his mercy&lt;br /&gt;Who if he really does exist,&lt;br /&gt;Why did he desert me in my hour of need?&lt;br /&gt;I truly am indeed&lt;br /&gt;Alone again, naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems to me that there are more hearts&lt;br /&gt;Broken in the world that can't be mended.&lt;br /&gt;Left unattended&lt;br /&gt;What do we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone again, naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now looking back over the years&lt;br /&gt;And whatever else that appears.&lt;br /&gt;I remember I cried when my father died&lt;br /&gt;Never wishing to hide the tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at sixty-five years old&lt;br /&gt;My mother God rest her soul.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't understand why the only man&lt;br /&gt;She had ever loved had been taken,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving her to start with a heart so badly broken,&lt;br /&gt;Despite encouragemant from me no words were ever spoken&lt;br /&gt;And when she passed away I cried and cried all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone again, naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p align&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-114061607640869102?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114061607640869102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114061607640869102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#114061607640869102' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-114061574037555503</id><published>2006-02-22T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T21:42:20.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Firstly, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my apologies to HAZEL for forgetting her birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly. Today is a screwed-up day. Aye shld've been more careful. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly. Today is also crap day. That CORDELIA arh. Made up of nonsense. And we saw a really funny scene in the bus. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Depressing&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;u&gt;depressing&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;No words will make me feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-114061574037555503?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114061574037555503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114061574037555503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#114061574037555503' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-114033720635884797</id><published>2006-02-19T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T16:20:06.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stupid Joshua-Ang-lookalike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-114033720635884797?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114033720635884797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114033720635884797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#114033720635884797' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-114028039559290626</id><published>2006-02-18T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T17:12:59.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay today was sucha RUSH day for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had training in the morning and afternoon. Morning training was alright lah. Afternoon was alright too. Just that I kept screwing up at the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then rushed to NAT'S house after that to get ready for !smash'd concert. Aye wasnt as fun as I expected though. Just that we entertained ourselves lah. We as in EUNICE, ME, NAT, ZAHIDA, SYIKIN AND YAYA. I think SYIKIN and YAYA are just meant for each other lah. Both so retartded. HEH. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA. We bought the 10 bucks tix and had to sit AT THE BACK. Then we suck up-ed to the usher-er that &lt;strong&gt;shes damn pretty and all&lt;/strong&gt;, but STILL SHE DIDNT ALLOW US TO SIT IN FRONT A LIL'. Wth. So then we kept sneaking row by row in front a bit. Till we reached the 12 bucks one. HAHA. We shifted like 3 or 4 times lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayy yayy yayy IM SO HAPPY TODAY. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your "err sorry" just sounded so nice. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're really nice. REALLY nice. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Its just the remedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-114028039559290626?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114028039559290626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114028039559290626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#114028039559290626' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-114006987483867076</id><published>2006-02-16T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T14:04:34.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay um I flunked many CAs.  Was actually feeling okay about it, but just after looking around at everyone else in class I just started crying. Ahh thanks EU and GITA for the hugs. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about hugs. On Valentine's Day, NAT and I with others were at 3/7's toilet there. At the water cooler. We were hugging each other damn tight, wanting to squish each others' boobs. And we made those constipated sounds. Or noise. Or whatever. THEN. Mr Yong had to walk past while seeing us doing &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;. And he gave us that face. Like whatever lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ho&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hoho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was being ridiculous today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-114006987483867076?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114006987483867076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114006987483867076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#114006987483867076' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-114000177125059806</id><published>2006-02-15T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T19:09:31.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY Valentine's Day at TK is just ultimate fun lah! Haha. Love TK! Love 3/3! Love my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehheh. So I went to school feeling ultra high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my first flower from &lt;strong&gt;LYN&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A sunflower&lt;/span&gt;! Yayy yayy yayy. And I gave her the baby mitten [is it called a mitten?] stuffed with sweets. SO COOL RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And THEN. Next present I got was from &lt;strong&gt;NATASHA&lt;/strong&gt;! My Nutty Natty. She gave me a &lt;span style="color:pink;"&gt;pink rose&lt;/span&gt; which I think was damn cute lah. I'm not a flower sort of person but I dunno why I just loved the flowers that I received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then. I saw a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red heart shaped balloon&lt;/span&gt; on my table! HAHA. It only had my name written there so I thought was from some secret admirer or smt. [HAHAHHAHAHA FAT HOPE] Then Xiuqi told me it was from &lt;strong&gt;CHING NING. Sabrina!&lt;/strong&gt; That ass. C: And although &lt;u&gt;I'm scared of balloons&lt;/u&gt; [yes so loser I know] but I love it still! C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then got&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; sweets&lt;/span&gt; and stuff from &lt;strong&gt;EUNICE YAYA&lt;/strong&gt; and some other ppl lah. Oh yes. &lt;strong&gt;SYIKIN &lt;/strong&gt;gave me home made &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;FERRERO ROCHER&lt;/span&gt;! Okay not exactly but something like that. And damn it, it was damn nice lah! Then after I gave out my many nice sweets to the class, I went back to my table and SAW A REALLY SWEET LOOKING &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;MUFFIN WITH COLOURFUL DOTS MAKING THE SHAPE OF A HEART&lt;/span&gt;. It was from 3/3's &lt;strong&gt;SABRINA!&lt;/strong&gt; And wah lau, tasted so great can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then stayed back during recess to do cheerleading. &lt;strong&gt;EUNICE&lt;/strong&gt; just had to bring her cam. And we camera whored. BUT SHE HAVENT SENT ME THE PICS! But nvm lah &lt;strong&gt;EU&lt;/strong&gt;, I forgive you.  HAHA. I shall upload it soon. C: Saw &lt;strong&gt;CASSANDRA&lt;/strong&gt;, and she gave me a &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;PEACH ROSE&lt;/span&gt;. How sweet is that?! And then saw &lt;strong&gt;XIAOXUAN&lt;/strong&gt; who gave me homemade &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BROWNIE&lt;/span&gt;! Love it so! C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg yesterday was just so fun lah. You could feel the love everywhere. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got many sweets + one peach rose + one sunflower + one pink rose + one balloon + ferrero rocher + muffin + brownie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im like showing off to everyone lah cos I just loveeeeeeeeee them so much! C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. I like Eminem's song. Not sure if it's new, its called SHAKE THAT. Lyrics are crude, but who cares. GO LISTEN. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel so bad today lah. Ponned two periods. Aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NVM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-114000177125059806?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114000177125059806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/114000177125059806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#114000177125059806' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113973510389082557</id><published>2006-02-12T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T17:07:47.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got hit in the hips by this $#^*()&amp;^&amp;amp; person and its nvonweonrowenoandop-ly painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye church today. Late. Stressed like nobody's business lah. Then went to eat with Georgina as usual. That girl arh. She's always hiding from her ORCHID PARKERS. Tsk. Then we decided to shop around Northpoint. But as expected Northpoint wasnt worth spending time on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh. When we were at Espirit, 'Since you've been gone' was playing and she suddenly moshed it. HAHAHAHAHAHA. It was so funny can. But then we got bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did the two of us brilliantly think about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shop at j8. So we wandered around and made MANY plans for Sunday next week. Ohh, cant wait. We're going to NEWURBANMALE at Heerens! Yayyyyyyyyyyyy! I can get my very very nice slippers then. Oh the joy. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I heard an awful fact. And some things didnt happen as I expected/wanted it to. Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its quite disappointing, but i guess I havent got any choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113973510389082557?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113973510389082557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113973510389082557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113973510389082557' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113894994709446131</id><published>2006-02-03T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T15:00:43.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something bad just happened and it got me really thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so sorry for the times I pushed it aside. I was really dreading it everytime. And yes I guess I was really too lazy to bother about it. We sensed the disappointment and we'll try to change. We really will. I know its our fault for procrastinating and dismissing it, always putting other mediocre things first. But I didnt know it brought so much unhappiness to you all lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how many have we taken?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113894994709446131?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113894994709446131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113894994709446131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113894994709446131' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113895007073793714</id><published>2006-02-03T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T15:01:10.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cassandra's got the NEWURBANMALE discount card! C:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113895007073793714?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113895007073793714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113895007073793714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113895007073793714' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113887908683130971</id><published>2006-02-02T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T19:18:59.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know, I wanna get that slipper/sandal thingamajic from NEWURBANMALE. I want I want I need I need. BUT. It's&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;39 bucks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;Kill me lah. Kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells. I think it's high time I start SAVING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;To live again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113887908683130971?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113887908683130971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113887908683130971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113887908683130971' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113887501698941739</id><published>2006-02-02T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T18:19:41.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello stupid farts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am freaked out with Wanshu professing her love. Hahaha. That Ah Ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I havent got a life. I have 2356891 zillions of tests to study for and I dont have time for it. Haii. Tk arh. Really killing us okay. And yet Sarah-Ann Lee (the Sec4 one) has got guts to imply &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; in the IN magazine. Tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Mdm Chee's nice. And you stupid farts, Im not sucking up kay! Hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its rather random but Im obssessed with rearranging the stuff on my messy table.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113887501698941739?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113887501698941739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113887501698941739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113887501698941739' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113879649569989318</id><published>2006-02-01T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T20:21:35.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Um I was an inch close to getting knocked down by a motorbike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my England is horrible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113879649569989318?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113879649569989318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113879649569989318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113879649569989318' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113871550294002084</id><published>2006-01-31T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T21:51:42.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I AM SUCH A BLOODY SHITHEAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know I had to hand in the HMT compo on OBS by tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know I have a Bio CA this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent any idea what is tested for Bio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to write for HMT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent studied for Ss CA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent studied for Chem CA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Some kind soul please kill me.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyouverymuch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113871550294002084?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113871550294002084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113871550294002084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113871550294002084' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113862804426683819</id><published>2006-01-30T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T21:34:04.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twochineseboys.blogspot.com/2005/12/bu-de-bu-ai_04.html"&gt;http://twochineseboys.blogspot.com/2005/12/bu-de-bu-ai_04.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to Stacey Tay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113862804426683819?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113862804426683819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113862804426683819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113862804426683819' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113854067489960828</id><published>2006-01-29T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T23:50:02.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Firstly,&lt;u&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAYY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;Haha. Im not going the wrong way kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, Im back from OBS! Like since three days ago. But I only found time and energy to blog about it now. So yes here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait. Im in &lt;strong&gt;Livingstone [Living-stern] &lt;/strong&gt;and its a mixture of ppl from 3/3 and 3/4. Our instructor is BIBIANA [Bibi in short] and she's really cool la. The 3/3 STONERS rock, but some from 3/4 were, uh, annoying. Ohwell I guess most of you know who I mean alr la. Since I ranted to almost everyone about ____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I shant bear grudges. RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;DAY 1 - MONDAY, 230106&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the get-to-know session and it went alright la. Thought that the 3/4-ers were really quiet and I thought OH SHIT. Luckily there were the 3/3-ers. The crazy crazy ppl. C: Then we waited a really long time and then we had to pack the store. Was appointed FOOD IC which was a perfect role I could undertake which enabled me to kope as much food as possible. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then learnt how to kayak on a single. Laughed at the rest on the double as I saw them doing the capsize drill. Didnt get to see Yaya though cos she was in her MAGALLEN group. Ohwell. Lost my right contact lens as that left me one eye blind for the next few days. URG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooked and pitched in the dark cos LIVINGSTONE were late. Like really late. So we tried cooking and LUCKY there were the uniform groups ppl, like KAI NAD AZIAN AND MAXINE who can actually cook outdoors. If not I would just die starving for four days. THANK YOU COOKERS. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pitching was okay, cos ME NAT KIM AND XIAOXUAN took the one which the instructors BIBI and ELGENE demonstrated with. So HAHA we didnt have to do anything. C: Was surprised I actually SLEPT. But KIM la, keep on waking me up in the middle of the night complaining that I take too much space. -_-'" She said I stick my ass out. WHERE GOT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;DAY 2 - TUESDAY - 240106&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt how to belay. Did Wild Woozie with YAYA. You know the Renci Charity show? The one that Chem Liping did with her husband. Yes. THAT ONE. Omg it was so scary la. Heard that only LIVINGSTONE and MAGALLEN got to do it. We walked only about half the distance cos YAYA la, kept on making me laugh while I tried HARD to concentrate, saying that she's gonna FART and asking me why the rope we were balancing on kept shaking. So we just stood high up there laughing our way like some idiots and me half trying to look and BE serious. HAHA. Apparently I failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiked to the HDB Quarry for 45mins. Left later than another group but we reached there first. Was quite an amzing feat la, considering we had our super heavy backpacks+tents+water bottles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pitched our tents, and cooked. And oh yes I kept showing off my TORCH and I think the other watchmates got really amazed by it. HAHA. NAT, XIAOXUAN and KIM woke me up at 12-plus, all staring at my face while I wondered wth was happening. I actually thought I was dreaming. Then they asked me to listen if I heard anything. Saying, "Val, do you hear it? The sound." WAH LAU I got so freaked out can. But seriously there was this eerie sound. Like some chantings, some song thing. Then we sat together thinking really hard and trying to calm ourselves down. But I tell you that time I got really freaked. Cos one part of that music/song/sound/noise/whatever was seriously scary. We sat and prayed together FOR ONE HOUR. Of cos after praying I felt much better. But then we heard footsteps. Quite sure it was a wild boar. And then we waited and waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we called out to the ppl doing century duty. HAMIZAH and others. WAH LAU I think HAMIZAH'S a really brave person la. And she's a great leader. Then went mass peeing session with NAT XIAOXUAN AND SAM. That part was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;DAY 3 - WEDNESDAY - 250106&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did rafting. Had to finish it in an hour. But we failed la. Oursturned out, uh, bad. So then we went to get ready for SEA EXPEDITION. FUN!! Had to partner CLAIRE cos she doesnt have one. So then I had to take a double kayak which I totally dont like. Had lotsa fun during the expedition though it was rather stressing la. Then when we stopped to rest, NAT and I wanted to pee. So we just walked in the water pretending to comment on the BEAUTIFUL scenery when CHARMAINE LOW had to scream, "EH YOU ALL PEEING ARH?!" WAH LAU SHE PURPOSELY LA! Then we got so malu we went back. Later, a group of others went down, stood in a circle, held hands, counted to three and peed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayaked more. Was damn tired la but ohwell what to do. Reached back to Camp 2, helped bringing the kayaks up and smelt the urine smell. WAS ULTRA GROSS can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planned to meet MAGALLEN at ONE AM for ghost stories session. But we all slept like pigs. Nobody woke up. HAHA. And KIM woke me up YET AGAIN to ask me to see if there was an instructor standing under a tree. -_-"'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;DAY 4 - THURSDAY - 260106&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We packed the store and did rock climbing. Was seriously fun though I kept complaing about the pain that the harness brought me. But I reached the top! Hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and crapped with the 3/3-ers in the ferry. Reached Punggol Jetty and there were these two policemen who wanted to check our bags. YAYA said they wanted to see our undergarments. -_-"' He said we were very noisy and irritating nd told us to go away or smt like that. So we took his word literally and started running up the stairs. DANIELLE left the wrapper from the peanut crackers and when the chinese policeman said, "WHOSE ARH? TAKE AND THROW!" We just walked away and told him to throw it himself. HAHA. We bullied a policeman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as we waited for the bus we saw a couple from NAN CHIAU HIGH. They were walking towards the jetty la. Then as they passed us we sang &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY HEART WILL GO ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. HAHA! Crappers can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was actually yearning to go home cos I felt that the OBS experience wasnt fun at all, cos of _____, but now when its all over Im starting to miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISS OBS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope that I will be able to go for the JUNE one. Please please please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. On Friday, tk had to cny celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performances didnt entertain the 3/3-ers, WE ENTERTAINED OURSELVES with stupid moves and dances, cheering like mad, doing our&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Make a line, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;make a line,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;make a long long line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Make a short,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;make a short,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;make a short short line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Where's the line,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;where's the line,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;where's the bloody damned line?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;There's the line,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;there's the line,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;there's the line line line!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. And we had class recess. Doing the Macarena before eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/3 rocks can. C:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113854067489960828?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113854067489960828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113854067489960828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113854067489960828' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113773662757137817</id><published>2006-01-20T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T13:57:07.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Im in school right now im not gonna bother updating about school stuff and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh wait! Just wanna say, im loving &lt;strong&gt;3/3&lt;/strong&gt; more and more can! Yayy yayy yayy.  And the class decor rocks can! Thanks to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Michelle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;for the design la. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes. Like Yaya, i'll be on hiatus.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I AM NOT GOING ONLINE FOR THE NEXT 6 DAYS. 6 BLOODY DAYS. WHICH IS UNTIL NEXT THURSDAY. &lt;u&gt;YES, YES, I CAN DO IT.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be away for OBS! Following that will be CNY'06 and I'm so excited about it! And oh yes I got someone into trouble I dunno I should feel happy or not. And after new year it'll be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A STRING OF MANY CAS! OH WTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! 3/3's &lt;u&gt;new&lt;/u&gt; motto is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;DRIVE, DRIVEN, DESTINATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Happy now, Mdm Lenny? Haha. &lt;s&gt;Impossible is an understatement.&lt;/s&gt; And we're still laughing about that. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay why is everything in caps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;For you I'll bleed myself dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113773662757137817?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113773662757137817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113773662757137817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113773662757137817' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113715708294410888</id><published>2006-01-13T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T20:58:02.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So the whole world knows I fought with Siewchi. Yeah over a stupid reason you may say. But everything went wrong because of a stupid person. WHY? Because she stupidly refuses to admit her wrongs and accused me of pushing her deliberately. And screaming for me to shut up when I explained that ppl behind were pushing me. I know its a bloody stupid and childish reason to quarrel over. But hey I didnt start it okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover Yaya, I bloody DIDNT bitch about her to the 3/8 alright. SHE bitched about ME to them can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the whole acting poor thing attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell am I getting so worked up for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will apologize if you quit your attitude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113715708294410888?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113715708294410888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113715708294410888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113715708294410888' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113697779613146997</id><published>2006-01-11T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T19:14:09.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY LA i must blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to do sailing banner ytd so Qing, Cass, Sabrina and I met at 10 at Parkway. Had breakfast at Ya Kun! After so long la. Yayy yayy yayy. Then we cabbed to BRAS BASAH COMPLEX. I tell you the experience was so freaky Im so &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; going there anymore. We were at 4th floor going down and there was this normal looking 50-60 plus year old man saying &lt;strong&gt;'Hi' &lt;/strong&gt;and looking at Sabrina. So we actually thought that they knew each other please. Then suddenly he went,&lt;strong&gt; 'Xiao jie, ni men hen piao liang eh. Yao bu yao zuo peng you?&lt;/strong&gt;' [You all very pretty wanna be friends?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then oh my we got so freaked we went down the escalator. Sab went first then Cass then me then Qing. He didnt step on the thing but was like, &lt;strong&gt;'Yao bu yao? Wei shen me bu yao zuo peng you?&lt;/strong&gt;' [Want or not? Why dont wanna be friends?] Then we went like, RUN! And when we started running, he chased us down the escalator la. Like wth?! Then we ran into Popular to hide behind the shelves. And he stood at the door, waving and smilling to us like some nutcase. Oh man it was freaky la. You know how fast our hearts were pumping when Qingyuan hid somewhere else and we thought he's got her? Piang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we decided to stay in a group and keep our phones by our sides and plan to threaten to call the police if he comes after us again. FREAKY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, we cabbed to PS. Got all our stuff at Spotlight then cabbed back to Parkway to meet the rest of the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got so indecisive on what to eat la! First we wanted Yoshinoya. Then we decided on Scoops. Then we went 'SWENSONS!' Wanted to have ice-cream there. But the indecisive us settled on a proper meal instead. So haii. Wasted $$$ again la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things happened, and we went to Qing's house to do banner. WAH LAU i think its gonna turn out so nice lor. Cos we did it mah. And its DIFFERENT from the other sports group. Or performing arts. Or whatever. Just hope it wont rain on Saturday lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left early to meet Xinxuan at Bugis to buy OBS stuff. I didnt buy anything in the end cos I was feeling so lethargic and sleepy with all that walking I didnt even have energy to crap with Xinxuan. Sorry la eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Training today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didint sail cos we had to sort out our boats. I got 7. Previously Zhaoey's. So then we had to rig and all. Aye. &lt;strong&gt;I FINALLY MET GERMAINE TODAY&lt;/strong&gt;! After failing to find her for about 10 times and getting mistaken for her classmate sitting beside the door as her sister. What la. Why would I have to find MY SISTER every morning, recess and after school JUST TO PASS A SINGLE MSG TO MEET ME AT THE SAILING CORNER? Aiyoh. Buay tahan leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Is Germaine here?&lt;br /&gt;Her: No, she havent come yet. [as usual]&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh okay can you help me pass a message?&lt;br /&gt;Her: Oh okay. &lt;u&gt;YOU ARE HER SISTER RIGHT?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ya, RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;Her: Then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIYOH. Please lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. Chem and Add Math CAs are next week. Im so deaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Think back and talk to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113697779613146997?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113697779613146997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113697779613146997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113697779613146997' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113645335283388497</id><published>2006-01-05T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T17:29:12.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lessons today.. I didnt feel so strongly to doze off when compared to yesterday, maybe cos today's lessons were much interesting la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that my teachers rocks. I'm okay with them so far and no, im not a sucker up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had briefing on school rules by Mdm Lenny since she;s our new Upper Sec Head. Ohwell. The booking system IS SCARY. &lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt;. Handphones are officially allowed! Like finally la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinese-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used to dislike Lin laoshi last year cos the students she graded for the oral are all very low. How I know? I peeped at the recording sheets mah. HAHA. Then SAM LOH had to sabo me to read a paragraph. The LONGEST and has the most number of DIFFICULT words somemore. Shit her. Think Lin laoshi is getting used to me mispronouncing words la. I'LL GIVE HER TIME. Haha. And misteriously, she laughs at her own jokes sometimes. And everytime she speaks, she'll smile and laugh. You might think she's a cheerful person, which is possible, but honestly i think it's freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Add Math-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Loy. Im scared of her. But I think she's good at teaching. In the sense that she explains really clearly the sums. Ohwell. At least better than ____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Math-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Lenny. Im scared of her too. Since she's the Level Head and all. But I feel she's good. You know what I mean? The last part where we all ran back to our seats was funny. And her 3 strokes, 4 tokens and 5 seconds rule thing. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bio-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ngin was nice by making us write about ourselves and all for letting her understand and know us better. That's quite nice la, right? I cant wait for Bio lessons after reading thru the text. Like so interesting can! Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chem-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG CHEM. Ms Ho started the class of by handing us a STACK of thick notes. And saying, 'Okay class take out your textbooks'. Like didnt even bother to know us like other teachers do and wanted to start class immediately. But still she gave A LITTLE briefing and started teaching us la. Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting quite annoyed with someone. But nevermind. SHE WONT BOTHER ME, I WONT BOTHER HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I found out something sad. Tragic to an extent? Oh sheesh. I'm being bothered by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Like the sun and the moon, like the words and the tune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113645335283388497?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113645335283388497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113645335283388497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113645335283388497' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113629546836873433</id><published>2006-01-03T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T21:41:41.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day of TKGS 3E3'06.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day started with me meeting &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vanessa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to get to school. As usual we were ALMOST late. But still we managed to stop by at the coffeeshop while cheonging to get the CAI DAO KUAY. Hahaha. Very funny. But we wanted to get Macs leh, too bad we were just a bitty late. So had to cheong. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shujie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cut her hair, BUNG-LIKE. Oh gosh. But she looks alright la, not like&lt;em&gt; some people&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached school, went in with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We were exclaiming on how scared we were. And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wanted to act cool. How loser when she does that. Saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Gita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wanshu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Started screaming my heads off. Then saw few other people including &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sabrina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cordelia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; then&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Jiaxin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tofu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Eunice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Natasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;u&gt;According to order okay.&lt;/u&gt; HAHA. Then we proceeded for Assembly. Ohwells Assembly is still the same, boring as ever. Even the Assembly in the hall, though I think that the speech given by &lt;strong&gt;Mrs Lim&lt;/strong&gt; is much more meaningful than that given by &lt;strong&gt;Mrs Loke&lt;/strong&gt;. Whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was cheering for the teachers. When they announced the teachers for 3/3, we&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCREAMED &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;like siao la. But we were the &lt;u&gt;FIRST&lt;/u&gt; enthu class doing that. Haha. Had a good feeling about that dunno why. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I really want 3/3'06 to be the best class ever, even better than 2/1'05. To be the most enthu, blahblahblah.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But I dunno if this is possible cos I have no idea how my classmates would really be. I mean those whom I dont know. Hoping to do a really united 3/3 WHOOSH! &lt;/span&gt;Oh yes. 3/3 got &lt;strong&gt;MRS NGIN&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;MRS KONG&lt;/strong&gt; for our form teachers. A DM for a form teacher. &lt;u&gt;Good luck, Valencia.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had class-bonding after that. Felt that &lt;strong&gt;Mrs Ngin&lt;/strong&gt; should let us do self-intro first before we started with the games, since not everyone of us knew each others' names. But ohwell. Made several new friends including &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Danielle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [nice name eh], &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jannah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [she's my twin-in that questionaire thing haha.], &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Nadia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and... I cant rmb their names HAHAHA. Excluding those that I alr knew la. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECESS. Felt it was kinda comforting to meet up with the usual 2/1 peeps for recess. &lt;strong&gt;Tooterians&lt;/strong&gt; they all plus &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Qing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Siew Chi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Jiaxin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Yaya&lt;/strong&gt; commented that the standard of the Nasi Briyani dropped. Which is sad. :C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had cohort briefing WHICH WAS A TOTAL BORE. Lucky had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eunice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; there to crap arnd with. I seriously think they should ban cohort briefing. I mean, they keep repeating the same briefing every year, dont it bore them too? Aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had SPOT CHECK. Had a totally awkward &lt;s&gt;argument&lt;/s&gt; disagreement with &lt;strong&gt;Mrs Ngin&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mrs Ngin:&lt;/strong&gt; Hmm.. Socks, okay. Belt, okay. Nails... Eh girl please remove your nail polish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; But I didnt polish my nails!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mrs Ngin:&lt;/strong&gt; Are you sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah, I buffered it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mrs Ngin:&lt;/strong&gt; No, it's painted right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; No! I buffered it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mrs Ngin:&lt;/strong&gt; You sure..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; *Exasperated* YA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mrs Ngin:&lt;/strong&gt; OH! You shined it is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Uh, YA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, isnt buffering the same as uh, SHINING? But no la, &lt;strong&gt;Mrs Ngin&lt;/strong&gt; is nice. C: BUT STILL. She wrote down my name to check again tmr. BLEAGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mrs Kong&lt;/strong&gt; took over for FM session. Ohwells she's fine la. Nice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM RATHER PLEASED WITH MY SUBJ TEACHERS. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Xinxuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SiewChi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Qing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wanshu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Gita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shihua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Had no idea why but I was feeling damn lethargic. Damn sleepy. Were in POPULAR looking for assessment books [we not geek okay] we I really couldnt stand it and grumbled that I was so sleepy. Then everyone else complained they were sleepy too. EXCEPT SIEWCHI WHO WAS BUSY LOOKING FOR THE BOOKS. So we sat at the aisle and I tried to sleep there. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayy. Im so glad to be back at school. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a wonderful chat with &lt;strong&gt;BUTT&lt;/strong&gt;. You jiayou, yeah? C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Beware of the dragon lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113629546836873433?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113629546836873433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113629546836873433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113629546836873433' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113603798895427077</id><published>2005-12-31T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T22:10:12.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY. I feel &lt;u&gt;compelled&lt;/u&gt; to blog today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005 has been great. It ups and downs, blahblahblah.. And despite having more downs than ups, I still enjoyed it, nonetheless. I can say I've made choices which I regret, and some choices which benefit me. I cant be sure to say that I've matured when compared to the previous years, but I'm definitely sure I led a more satisfying year compared to the previous ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did many things this year. Eating crocodile meat, eating cold potato chips, cutting my hair SHORT, etc etc. But ohwells. It is a kind of accomplishment. La. Sorry, dunno how to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed my Thank-yous last year,but I'm definitely &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; gonna miss it this year. And by that, here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALEX:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HELLO YOU. Abandoned us for so long eh? FINALLY coming back for trngs la. YOU GOOD. Haha. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AVRIL:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This year has certainly been rocky for both of us, and for all the great times we had crapping, crying, ranting, thanks eh. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CORDELIA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; YOU. I'm so glad I managed to persuade you to stay and hang on to the opportunities you have. And a million thanks back to you for putting the effort to bring me back in terms of faith and all. Thanks yeah? C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DAWN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Dawn! Why do you have to go huh huh huh! Eh I'll miss the sessions we have behind my class during recess okay. Will miss you and your naggings lots. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DOREEN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; MAFIA - SECOND GENERATION! Haha. This year is so fufilling. Spent so much time tgt with the rest of the primary school mates. LOVE YOU ALL. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ERICA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hey you, thanks for the fun we had during Youth Walk'05! Haha. And all the gossip we'll share every Sunday during Cat. Class! Haha! C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FABIAN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You and your craps. And our Mafia - Second Generation. Haha. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FATIHA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HI fellow Tanjong Katong-er. So nice of you to be just right beside me. I'm grateful for all the times you've stood by me, helping me through the storms. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GEORGINA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hey! You've been there shopping with me a few Sundays, gossipping, blahblahblah. Love you! C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAZEL:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hello,&lt;strong&gt; something&lt;/strong&gt;! Go back to kindergarden, learn ur spelling! Haha. Thanks for being part of the bunch that I can truly rely on, no matter what negative situation we'll be stuck in in future, I'll still love you guys! C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JIANFAN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You and your craps. And, XIUXIU~~~~! C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JIAXIN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, Jiaxin. The pest! Haha, yepp, I've also been thru lots high and lows with you, gone mad tgt, but hey, havent we already patched things up as friends? GO TUITION WITH ME NEXT YEAR! Dont pang-seh. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KIANTAT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Dont really know you, but I know you well enough to know that you're a crapper. Like me. So, thanks for all the craps and the crappy CERTIFICATE you gave me. What crap. Haha. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MATRIX:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Eh YOU. Thanks for putting up with my rants la. And all my whinings, OR SO YOU CLAIM. So then thanks for offering to be a financial backer! But I dont need it. HAHA. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NORLYN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Norlyn, Norlyn. Thanks for all the bitching we've shared, eh? C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SEETOH:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You. Who &lt;u&gt;always&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;never &lt;/strong&gt;fail to zheng-dui me. Haha. Im still looking forward to the day when you'll wear a skirt la. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SERGIN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hello smart girl! Thanks for all the updates you provide me, need any help in Secondary school just come find us, kay? WE'LL BE HELPING. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STACEY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; What can I say? STACEY lesBIANCA TAY YONG XIN? All your craps, laughing at your won unfunny jokes, your bitching, your rantings. And your annoy-ment. If there's such a word. Haha. Love you la! C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VANESSA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It's been fun to cheong for buses with you. And you stopping by in the midst of running to BUY A CAI DAO KUAY. Funny arh you. But dont care. Next year we're still gonna cheong to school tgt, be late tgt, DIE GETTING BOOKED TGT. Haha. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WEEKEE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Dont be afraid or reluctant to confide in us eh? Thanks for all the time you consoled me whenever I get scared during trng, you know what I mean la huh. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WEN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Wenny! Yesyesyes, you're back trng with us. And our brilliant iced-milo saga! Haha. Only you and I will come up with such crapping stuffs. Love you la! C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;XINXUAN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My shopping partner! Had lotsa fun crapping and bitching with you, not gonna stop right? And ohyes, our &lt;strong&gt;supposedly&lt;/strong&gt; studying sessions. We're still gonna get on with thjat, wont we? C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YAYA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 2e1'05 certainly wont be fun without you. And NO, I'm NOT BOOSTING YOUR EGO. But your lame-ness is always appreciated la. And no matter if your drama skit will make ppl laugh or not -you get what I mean-, I will always laugh one la, Yaya Papaya! Fellow 3e3-er. Haha. Ohman. Torture. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1e1'04-2e1'05:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I LOVELOVELOVE YOU ALL! C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By the way, &lt;strong&gt;HAZEL&lt;/strong&gt; AND I POSTED OUR 2005 THANK-YOUS AT THE SAME TIME!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's about all. Shall edit if I need to. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. New year resolutions. I have quite a few, you know. So how? IM NOT GONNA BLOG ABOUT IT. Okay, maybe I will. To make sure I stick to it. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113603798895427077?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113603798895427077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113603798895427077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113603798895427077' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113561717524266409</id><published>2005-12-27T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T01:15:17.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This year's &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was, uh, DIFFERENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had barbeque at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aunty Helen's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;place. OHMYGOSH. Her renovated house is so classy can. Super impressive la. I WANT ONE LIKE THAT TOO! Okay enough. Then &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kept refilling our plates with food. Until I got so sick of it i just sat there and stared at it. Sheesh. FAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sister&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had a BRILLIANT plan and wanted the family to go KBOX! And we were like, okay.. Had to wait for my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to get done with all her gossiping and we finally left the house. Headed to Tampines first. Searched high and low like idiots for a damned KBOX. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Valerie&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kept insisting there was one at Tampines. And mind you, it was 11-plus then. It was more of sleep walking than of, um, shop searching. So ohwell we got pissed and left. Went to Hougang then. They had a room for us but it was rather squeezy. So we went mad and started selecting the songs. &lt;u&gt;Sing sang sung&lt;/u&gt;. We blasted the whole stereo can. Then suddenly in the midst of SINGING, the selected songs deleted itself one by one. And we were like WTH?! So many songs deleted can. Had to re-select, which was BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayy. And Im starting to like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Nicholas Tse's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Cantonese song more and more. Although I forgot the title and I cant pronounce the words for nuts. HOW LOSER. We left KBOX! at like 0330hrs and the moment I reached home I plonked on my bed. If there's such a word in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye. I really love shopping. I JUST NEED $$$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh have I mentioned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;s&gt;WANT&lt;/s&gt; NEED THE NOKIA 6111!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hazel's&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;brother &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has it which is totally unfair! Bleagh. Just dont let me see him with it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Christmas is the time for giving,&lt;br /&gt;because at Christmas one should tell the truth,&lt;br /&gt;because at Christmas you should tell your loved ones how much you appreciate them,&lt;br /&gt;because at Christmas you should turn hate into love,&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT'S NOT CHRISTMAS ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Reason will not lead to solution. I will end up lost in confusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113561717524266409?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113561717524266409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113561717524266409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113561717524266409' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113534462813895899</id><published>2005-12-23T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T21:32:16.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cant believe I accompanied Xinxuan to shop for a SHOE for two hours. But I bought a bag. So nevermind. Hehheh. Christmas Eve's tmr, ah, too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM BROKE, people. I cant really go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, Stacey, sometimes you'll really think that it'll come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im waiting for you to update your blog, bitch. So what d'you have to say about me eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the right track, even though I was on the wrong train.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113534462813895899?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113534462813895899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113534462813895899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113534462813895899' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113507112296641948</id><published>2005-12-20T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T17:32:02.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>They say life is like a film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be your film's main lead, or may be other's co-lead. You might even be playing the supporting role in your own film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what you wouldn't know, is that your scene in the film may be editted out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Perhaps Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113507112296641948?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113507112296641948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113507112296641948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113507112296641948' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113474498074916674</id><published>2005-12-16T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T22:56:20.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just typed a super long post and my com screwed up. Dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training today was a killer. Dont wish to elaborate. If not I'll rant and rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going home was uh. Okay. Had to wait for the next shuttle cos &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Seetoh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I missed the earlier one. She took FOREVER in the bathroom la. Then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tracey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; offered us a ride out. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tong Ray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was there too. So we waited and wait for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s car. Before he arrived, the next shuttle was already gone and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tong Ray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; went with it. So we waited a while more for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jason &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;cos Marine Parade was much more accessible for us. We had to sit in the back, somewhat like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cordelia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s car. We explored all the stuffs in his car. &lt;strong&gt;Lifejackets, fishing equipments, diving suits&lt;/strong&gt; and all. It was &lt;u&gt;UTTER COOLNESS&lt;/u&gt;. All the time &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tracey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was irritating &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Giving VERY funny ideas like dropping us off at some ulu places and abandon us there. POOR &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;JASON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I wonder how he can bear with her after their marriage. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took bus home and realised that it was POURING at Punggol. Ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fabian &lt;u&gt;Bean&lt;/u&gt; Koh Weixuan. HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113474498074916674?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113474498074916674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113474498074916674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113474498074916674' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113455290107079043</id><published>2005-12-14T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T17:35:01.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know I really hate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113455290107079043?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113455290107079043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113455290107079043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113455290107079043' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113453931337198358</id><published>2005-12-14T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T13:52:02.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi to all who came and tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent got any mood to blog. Even &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yaya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s deleted her posts. Haha. Was seriously thinking of doing that and pondering over it during my stay at Bangkok. But aye. Dunno la. I'll probably delete the blog by late this month or I'll just post lesser. But, what's the use right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I had lots of fun at Thailand, especially Pattaya. We took a boat ride to Coral Island, and hell. It was super fun. First my sisters and I went on&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Para Sailing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We were hooked on to a parachute and was driven round the area by a powerboat. Aye. So fun. When you feel yourself being lifted into the air, you'll just go, 'WAHHHH.' Heh. Then i went on a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;jet-ski&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ride. And I drove it! Was screaming as I saw the speed rising. Hehheh. The next time I get to drive it will probably be.. Two years later when I can officially get my license?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so for the moment I forgot what else happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had trng ytd. Saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fangyi'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;s prom pics and it got me really excited for mine. Like two years later! &lt;strong&gt;TWO YEARS&lt;/strong&gt;. How can?! But ohwells. Two years will come by fast. Like for example, I've already spent two years in TK and it seem less than a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then we took a shuttle to Changi and did gym there. Did biceps training and all. Havent &lt;u&gt;visited&lt;/u&gt; and gym since eons ago. But we only did one set yesterday, felt it wasnt enough for the gym deprived me. But nvm! We're planning to do gym before every traning at Changi then head down to Tanah Merah, right? RIGHT? right. After gym had to tow &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Weekee's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Soap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Jared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s boat back. I sat at the front of the powerboat, FOR THE FIRST TIME! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that Soap's Daddy drove us out to Tanah Merah station. It was really nice of him to drop &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Weekee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Sergin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; back to their home. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And left me with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tohtoh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;suaning&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;zheng dui&lt;/span&gt;-ing each other. Haha. Tohtoh, watch out for more. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Stacey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and crapped with her. Spent ONE HOUR AND SIX minutes of craps and bitching. And I used MY phone to call her. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Stacey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, you better pay my bills. I dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it's time for me to reply my tags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Huiru:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hellos! C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alex:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Nah, nvm. Just try to make it the next time. You're coming back on the 19th, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yaya + Lyn:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Sorry, code error. And Lyn, Sorry to make u excited! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hazel:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ya, Im back. And now &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; better hurry. And I also wanna see ur hair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nadia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks eh. C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kee:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yepp you know alr right? Its on the 18th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sabrina:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Heyys! C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wenny:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Heyy girl, missed you too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Zan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Heyy girl! C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kapoor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Um. Idol? Haha okays. C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i feel a bit stupid repling tags like&lt;em&gt; that&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isnt it ironic why ure complaining so much abt someone doing something but yet ure doing it as well?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113453931337198358?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113453931337198358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113453931337198358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113453931337198358' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113377879602498680</id><published>2005-12-05T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T22:09:30.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Doesnt it bother when u have a relation and you two match in terms of generation, but differ greatly in attitude? The difference in characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt imagine &lt;u&gt;someone&lt;/u&gt; differ so much from me. She's a year older, supposedly more matured, but is in reality so immature and what, &lt;em&gt;lianish&lt;/em&gt;. The utter disppointment in every party, her parents, my parents, myself, doesnt seem to matter to her. It is tragic to watch as a relation wastes her life away, living life as a wastrel. I feel a sense of disgust towards her. What the hell is she doing to herself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back in retrospect, I used to admire her for standing tall and strong in whatever obstacles she had to overcome. I respected her with every bit of my admiration. Of cos, ppl do change. Some changes into a better person, but how would one define &lt;u&gt;a better person&lt;/u&gt; in the first place? Others changed to worse. For this particular person, she changed into a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within a matter of years, she sort of morphed into someone everyone in the family barely knew. As kids we were compared between each other. Family speculated that she was who 'was better'. Straight in my face. Yes, it did hurt. But I didnt care. Cos my admiration of her was strong enough to overwhelm any bit of jealousy whatsoever in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she was the one who's supposed to be better. But now, look where she is heading to. Nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didnt keep in touch. I always look at my friends and go, 'Whoa, they're only cousins but yet they're so close knitted.' Avril and Hazel are examples. I have plenty of cousins. Many. But those close to me are few. She was one of those whose age gap is the closest to mine. One year apart, what can i ask for? But of cos, we didnt keep in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, as i watch her getting from bad to worse, I told myself never to learn from her. The friends she mixes arnd in school are, to put it franky, like shit. So i guess, she got influenced la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She lost all respect for her parents, aunts and uncles, all her elders. She indulged only in herself and her friends, or boyfriends, in this case. I cant understand why we're related by blood but yet we all avoid each other as much as possible. We distance ourselves from each other. I tried speaking to her, but i totally gave up cos of her attitude. How bad can things get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally feel sorry for her. I want her to change, but nothing we can do, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am strong when I am on your shoulders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113377879602498680?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113377879602498680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113377879602498680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113377879602498680' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113362621266978626</id><published>2005-12-04T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T00:10:12.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;WEEKEE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah. this post's dedicated to &lt;strong&gt;YOU &lt;/strong&gt;las.&lt;br /&gt;mightnt be the first to wish you,&lt;br /&gt;but i bet im the first to &lt;u&gt;BLOG&lt;/u&gt; abt it!&lt;br /&gt;hehheh. &lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy 14th!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113362621266978626?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113362621266978626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113362621266978626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113362621266978626' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113361630016499882</id><published>2005-12-03T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T21:25:00.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have i told you i cant wait for christmas?&lt;br /&gt;hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;stacey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; flew off today.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;she's &lt;u&gt;MY MAN.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was sailing and looking up at the sky at the same time,&lt;br /&gt;cos she promised to wave at us from the plane.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH.&lt;br /&gt;and today's &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NICE SONGS DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/u&gt;first when i was rigging,&lt;br /&gt;i heard &lt;strong&gt;COME ALL YE FAITHFUL&lt;/strong&gt; (the rnb version)&lt;br /&gt;and when we were having our theory,&lt;br /&gt;we heard &lt;strong&gt;SUGAR, WE'RE GOING DOWN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;then it was &lt;strong&gt;BELIEVE ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;strong&gt; STICK WIT YOU&lt;/strong&gt; was played!&lt;br /&gt;hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;then when having our de-brief,&lt;br /&gt;we heard &lt;strong&gt;TRUE&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;and all the time i was telling &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hazel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;'eh, i like this song!'&lt;br /&gt;hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya!&lt;br /&gt;i discovered something while sailing today.&lt;br /&gt;the earth's really round.&lt;br /&gt;C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;stick wit you -  the pcd.  &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So I'm telling you, exactly what is on my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;See the way we ride, in our private lives &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ain't nobody gettin' in between &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I want you to know that, you're the only one for me (one for me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;(What I'm sayin' is)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nobody gonna love me better, I must stick wit u forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nobody gonna take me higher, I must stick wit u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;You know how to appreciate me, I must stick wit u, my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nobody ever made me feel this way, I must stick wit u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she hates time;&lt;br /&gt;make it stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113361630016499882?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113361630016499882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113361630016499882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113361630016499882' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113344458405338263</id><published>2005-12-01T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T21:44:23.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;thanks stacey tay yong xin again. C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to &lt;u&gt;xxx&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: im sorry i cant help it if you piss me off so badly that i cant resist using much force to swing my right hand to your left cheek.&lt;br /&gt;and im sorry if i get too pissed with you.&lt;br /&gt;and im sorry if i dont agree with the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;and im sorry to myself for feeling sorry towards you.&lt;br /&gt;and im sorry to see the sorry state ure in.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wednesday-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weekee's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hse at 2-plus when i was supposed to be there at 2.&lt;br /&gt;got super pissed with my rents cos of that.&lt;br /&gt;aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;its just those times when they piss you off&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you'll just start crying&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hazel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; arrived we went to the park near weekee's place and played &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;water bombs&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super fun.&lt;br /&gt;then we played the PLAYGROUND!&lt;br /&gt;haha wasnt&lt;em&gt; that&lt;/em&gt; fun la.&lt;br /&gt;but still can make it!&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;i was tricked into sitting onto that small chair-like thing and it was super scary!&lt;br /&gt;but fun.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;got so dizzy after that las.&lt;br /&gt;then we had to head back to her hse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ee faye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and i sat on the trolley.&lt;br /&gt;you know those kind of &lt;u&gt;goods &lt;/u&gt;trolley?&lt;br /&gt;ya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THOSE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sort.&lt;br /&gt;it was total &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;F-U-N!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;ya la.&lt;br /&gt;deprived childhood,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cannot arh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back to the house and started bbq-ing.&lt;br /&gt;nicenice. C:&lt;br /&gt;then we FEASTED.&lt;br /&gt;tell you arh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weekee's &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;house is one that you'll never get hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;doreen's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; also.&lt;br /&gt;FULL OF FOOD ARH.&lt;br /&gt;this kind very &lt;em&gt;tok kong&lt;/em&gt; one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayyers.&lt;br /&gt;then later &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;wenny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; came to join us.&lt;br /&gt;and we watched &lt;u&gt;MARCH OF THE PENGUINS.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;stacey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; watched before.&lt;br /&gt;hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt; CONNECTION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i saw my husband. C:&lt;br /&gt;hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JIANYI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;bunked in with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;sergin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hazel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on the big big bed!&lt;br /&gt;lucky i didnt kick any of them and they didnt kick me.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;thursday-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to west coast park after breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;yayy yayy yayy!&lt;br /&gt;played the playgrounds.&lt;br /&gt;but think they arent &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; fun anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i prolly just grew outta it.&lt;br /&gt;aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to ssc!&lt;br /&gt;yayy was looking forward to sail.&lt;br /&gt;but then the storm clouds appeared.&lt;br /&gt;so aye.&lt;br /&gt;we stayed on shore instead.&lt;br /&gt;practised hiking skills.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;I WILL TRAIN MY ABS.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trng tmr again!&lt;br /&gt;to changi clubhouse.&lt;br /&gt;getting quite excited,&lt;br /&gt;just hoping the wind wont kill me.&lt;br /&gt;hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya!&lt;br /&gt;and im meeting &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;stacey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after that.&lt;br /&gt;to sign up for guitar!&lt;br /&gt;C:&lt;br /&gt;coolness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hazel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;weekee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;sergin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;wenny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY ONE-YEAR ANNIVERSARY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C:&lt;br /&gt;our &lt;u&gt;one-year anniversary of meeting each other&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;love you all! C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;whats in ur head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113344458405338263?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113344458405338263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113344458405338263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113344458405338263' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113331775257009422</id><published>2005-11-30T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T10:29:12.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;aye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cant sleep well lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;keep waking up in the wee hours of the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and i had sort of like a nightmare ytd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dreamt that &lt;strong&gt;three&lt;/strong&gt; rather impt ppl &lt;u&gt;died&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ohwells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;im so glad that it was just a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;im so horrified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;just kept crying in my dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and when i woke up i was still crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-_-"'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but it &lt;strong&gt;WAS&lt;/strong&gt; super scary la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- - -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yayy i bought my books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;its all new!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but the chem books looks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;uh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;wrong&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the paper isnt &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; kind of paper,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you know you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;aye its the normal kind la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and the pages &lt;u&gt;arent filled with colours&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;what the.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;- - -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh yayyers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;its weekee's bday celebration later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;BBQ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;yayy yayy yayy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and you know what,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;the bestest part's that we're going to &lt;strong&gt;WEST COAST PARK&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;the oh-so wonderful &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLAYGROUNDS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*note,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;  its playground&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and its a sleepover,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and lots more of fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and then we'll go for trng tgt on thurs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;yayy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;haha. C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;it'll be a blast la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;heh heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;left coincides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113331775257009422?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113331775257009422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113331775257009422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113331775257009422' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113314613626321242</id><published>2005-11-28T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T10:48:56.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aye.&lt;br /&gt;so i havent been blogging.&lt;br /&gt;to the extent that im being BUGGED by ppl to do so.&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind tags.&lt;br /&gt;but sms-es?&lt;br /&gt;calls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JUST TO UPDATE ABOUT NOTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its as if im obliged to blog.&lt;br /&gt;im not compelled to, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean,&lt;br /&gt;what's so interesting?&lt;br /&gt;get a life la.&lt;br /&gt;if there's nothing to blog,&lt;br /&gt;DONT BLOG!&lt;br /&gt;so easy la please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no offence to jan, hazel and wk.&lt;br /&gt;im not implying anything to you all arh.&lt;br /&gt;it just cos of &lt;u&gt;someone's&lt;/u&gt; constant buggings.&lt;br /&gt;aye.&lt;br /&gt;sorry to that person too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa.&lt;br /&gt;so fast.&lt;br /&gt;and its a month of holidays gone.&lt;br /&gt;i still havent done anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;anything&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i agree with you, avril.&lt;br /&gt;being away from internet shuts one out of the world.&lt;br /&gt;you wont even know what ur closest friends talk abt.&lt;br /&gt;you'll miss those conversations ur friends engage in in msn.&lt;br /&gt;aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;why am i getting so upset over nothing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it just pisses one off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;to know that ure not there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am i talking abt eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it digust me to see you acting like that.&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;br /&gt;get some brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SEE, I BLOGGED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113314613626321242?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113314613626321242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113314613626321242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113314613626321242' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113262940632440280</id><published>2005-11-22T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T11:16:46.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>class chalet later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayy yayy yayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113262940632440280?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113262940632440280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113262940632440280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113262940632440280' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113240763789491444</id><published>2005-11-19T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T21:40:37.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had trng today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye.&lt;br /&gt;we met someone &lt;u&gt;really nice&lt;/u&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;so totally not like his relation.&lt;br /&gt;whoa.&lt;br /&gt;didnt hurl &lt;s&gt;vulgarities&lt;/s&gt; remarks or anything.&lt;br /&gt;which &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shocked&lt;/span&gt; us.&lt;br /&gt;cos the&lt;u&gt; other person&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;does.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wonder.&lt;br /&gt;an age gap of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONE YEAR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but yet their charecters are so different.&lt;br /&gt;amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113240763789491444?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113240763789491444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113240763789491444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113240763789491444' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113233306182117915</id><published>2005-11-19T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T01:00:12.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FABIAN WANTS YOU ALL TO READ HIS NOV 18 POST IF YOU WANT THE FULL STORY ON&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;JIANXIU&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/u&gt; haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he wanted me to post this.&lt;br /&gt;said its free publicity for his blog.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;u owe me my swensons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113233306182117915?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113233306182117915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113233306182117915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113233306182117915' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113233110072128736</id><published>2005-11-19T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T00:25:00.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>avril and inky forced me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RULES OF THE GAME:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. post five weird/random stuffs about yourself&lt;br /&gt;2. at the end of your post, list the names of 5 people who you want next to do this&lt;br /&gt;3. leave a comment "you are tagged" in their blog and tell them to read your blog for rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i like the word 'hitherto'.&lt;br /&gt;2. i enjoy watching crappy taiwanese variety shows.&lt;br /&gt;3. i like to laugh at stupid comments.&lt;br /&gt;4. i cannot stand talking to ppl who are taller than me.&lt;br /&gt;5. i keep on yearning to go ESCAPE! everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;stacey, doreen, xinxuan, fabian, cordelia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113233110072128736?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113233110072128736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113233110072128736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113233110072128736' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113214603602212408</id><published>2005-11-16T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T21:00:36.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aye.&lt;br /&gt;guess i have to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday-&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to meet &lt;strong&gt;doreen, angeline, fabian, jianfan, tengwee, hilmi and matthew&lt;/strong&gt; at pasir ris.&lt;br /&gt;but i was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LATE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;as usual.&lt;br /&gt;so met them at macs.&lt;br /&gt;just as we were walking down the stairs,&lt;br /&gt;i knocked a girl's tray off.&lt;br /&gt;actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;SHE&lt;/u&gt; knocked into &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but yes i did offer to pay.&lt;br /&gt;but aye.&lt;br /&gt;the girl refused.&lt;br /&gt;of cos i felt bad abt it.&lt;br /&gt;but what can i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to ESCAPE!&lt;br /&gt;only to realise tht ESCAPE! was closed.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;me and my smart ideas.&lt;br /&gt;met&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;zan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;natasha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; there though.&lt;br /&gt;heh. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we decided to be lame and took whatever bus that came by.&lt;br /&gt;in the end we took like AN HOUR to decide where to go and what to do.&lt;br /&gt;went to PS and me, dor and angeline watched CELLO&lt;br /&gt;while the guys watched FLIGHTPLAN.&lt;br /&gt;cos they were scared of horror flicks.&lt;br /&gt;EH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepps.&lt;br /&gt;went back to yishun after that.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya!&lt;br /&gt;bought something that was ultra cute.&lt;br /&gt;C:&lt;br /&gt;it was like 5 plus and we decided to watch the exorcism of emily rose.&lt;br /&gt;[which was, URG.]&lt;br /&gt;another horror flick for the girls.&lt;br /&gt;aye.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt decide on the timings cos of YINXIU.&lt;br /&gt;sort of resulted in some conflicts.&lt;br /&gt;so in the end we watched the 6-plus one instead of the 9-plus one.&lt;br /&gt;sorry fatiha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt dumb after the movie cos it was only doreen fabian and i that kept screaming.&lt;br /&gt;but it was funny though.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then something happened between jianfan and yinxiu which im lazy to type.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;okay la.&lt;br /&gt;jianfan took his step.&lt;br /&gt;GET IT?&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then met fatiha after that.&lt;br /&gt;was like 9 plus alr.&lt;br /&gt;yepp.&lt;br /&gt;hung arnd then had to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tuesday was super fun.&lt;br /&gt;though ESCAPE! wasnt open.&lt;br /&gt;but the jokes and all.&lt;br /&gt;CRAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday-&lt;br /&gt;had to pon trng today cos of dang dang.&lt;br /&gt;so met up with the mafias and DOREEN XIAOYING and FABIAN again.&lt;br /&gt;aye.&lt;br /&gt;was so full of shit again.&lt;br /&gt;chatted and laughed here and there.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to yishun park for fun.&lt;br /&gt;we screamed in purpose while walking thru the park,&lt;br /&gt;wanting to scare fabian&lt;br /&gt;and it scared the hell out of him.&lt;br /&gt;jumped up damn high la.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked to huamin then.&lt;br /&gt;decided to lie that we're gonna get tickets for the musical.&lt;br /&gt;and said that we're gonna BE QUICK.&lt;br /&gt;in the end we took like an hour.&lt;br /&gt;cos we stayed inside and chatted with the teachers and all.&lt;br /&gt;yepps.&lt;br /&gt;and the security guard sort of scolded us.&lt;br /&gt;like wth?&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt REALLY our fault mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they accompanied me to safyc to register for the camp.&lt;br /&gt;saw john there and kachiao-ed him a bit.&lt;br /&gt;there's bsc for the ocs &lt;s&gt;gays&lt;/s&gt; guys!&lt;br /&gt;found out that fabian sailed the optimist in gka um THREE YEARS AGO!!&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;and dor seemed interested to join.&lt;br /&gt;yayyers.&lt;br /&gt;suggested that fab and dor take it up tgt.&lt;br /&gt;and fab thought that he would be too pro for them.&lt;br /&gt;*rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to have chendol with dor after that.&lt;br /&gt;ate at the pond there.&lt;br /&gt;HEH.&lt;br /&gt;then went to her house to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;aye.&lt;br /&gt;the joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH.&lt;br /&gt;i havent had enough of huamin yet.&lt;br /&gt;going for the musical this friday.&lt;br /&gt;C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113214603602212408?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113214603602212408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113214603602212408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113214603602212408' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113187264740487210</id><published>2005-11-13T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T17:04:07.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aye.&lt;br /&gt;class today was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why didnt you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113187264740487210?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113187264740487210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113187264740487210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113187264740487210' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113171727716575996</id><published>2005-11-11T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T21:54:37.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;screwing up takes practice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im well rehearsed&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113171727716575996?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113171727716575996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113171727716575996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113171727716575996' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113154015655233923</id><published>2005-11-09T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T15:35:23.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a poem by &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edha boni&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love it many many. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;the day i stepped into this class,&lt;br /&gt;i thought our friendships may not last,&lt;br /&gt;i never knew how much you all really meant to me,&lt;br /&gt;until the day we had to leave,&lt;br /&gt;i thought of the times we spent together,&lt;br /&gt;some of them good, some of them bad,&lt;br /&gt;some of them happy and some of them sad,&lt;br /&gt;i never will forget &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cassie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the lassie,&lt;br /&gt;nor &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amanda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the panda,&lt;br /&gt;then comes &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beau&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, like her there are few&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wan ying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who is as pretty as beads in a string,&lt;br /&gt;follwed by &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;avril&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she is no less than a devil,&lt;br /&gt;then comes &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chermy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the little wormy,&lt;br /&gt;after her is &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chrissy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; poo that name makes me turn blue,&lt;br /&gt;next is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;divya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she smells like nevia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ewwnice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is just behind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;faiza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can scream i hope she does not come in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;make way for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tofu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; if not she will box you&lt;br /&gt;then the sweet demure &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;gita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, drinking a glass of margarita&lt;br /&gt;in her studies she does really well, you guessed its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;GCL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;sashaying in is our very own &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;lyn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around the world she sails, its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;qingyuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; our very own whale,&lt;br /&gt;she is as sweet as jam, its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;jamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with in all her glory and glam,&lt;br /&gt;she is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;dana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the model and can assure u she cannot yodel,&lt;br /&gt;she is the funniest among all of you, she is the sweet little &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wan shu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;you all like to call her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;val&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, she is also a wonderful pal,&lt;br /&gt;what can i say about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sam lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, she is full of love right to the brim,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;julia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is next i call her juice, watch out she is on the loose,&lt;br /&gt;she wants to go to MIT, give it up for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xinyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;she made us cry on the last day of school, she is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;reika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and she is cool,&lt;br /&gt;watch out for&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;sab&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she is fab,&lt;br /&gt;then comes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;booyah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; she is clever sia,&lt;br /&gt;followed by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;jia xin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;she is pretty tall, not to mention great at basketball,&lt;br /&gt;then comes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;priyanka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the harry potter fan and she has a great tan,&lt;br /&gt;she calls herself &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;cheesy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pooty me, she is the fair chelsea,&lt;br /&gt;here's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sam loh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the basket ball pro,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wei jia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hardly makes any noise with her sexy husky voice,&lt;br /&gt;her hair is so long and silky it can only be little &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;siti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;she likes papaya, she is better known as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;now comes lovely &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;he bei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, she is sure to blow up every day&lt;br /&gt;she shouts, she screams,she is known as chilli padi , she is the hot &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;siew chi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;i do not know if of harry potter she is a fan ,but nonetheless she is&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;zan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;that was my class i love it to the core&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing in the world i will ever miss more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;thanks edha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;vallyand sheer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113154015655233923?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113154015655233923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113154015655233923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113154015655233923' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113137140877317329</id><published>2005-11-07T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T21:50:09.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ohmygosh why are they like &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;qns:&lt;/strong&gt; why are there so many tk girls going crazy over &lt;u&gt;mr yong&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ans: &lt;/strong&gt;because he's the only male young teacher in tk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, HELLO?&lt;br /&gt;get some life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113137140877317329?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113137140877317329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113137140877317329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113137140877317329' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113119393912274504</id><published>2005-11-05T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T20:32:19.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;inky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wanted me to blog about today.&lt;br /&gt;so here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached ssc damn early cos &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;daddy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had his conversion.&lt;br /&gt;so i waited.&lt;br /&gt;and waited.&lt;br /&gt;lucky &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cherly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was also there to pei me.&lt;br /&gt;if not I'LL DIE ROTTING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; inky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; came.&lt;br /&gt;she was supposed to be late,&lt;br /&gt;but lucky she was wise and decided to come early. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time was then occupied with many of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;cherly's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; jokes.&lt;br /&gt;one of them including she tricking&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; issac&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; into buying food for himself.&lt;br /&gt;and she can save her $$ if she waited and ate with her dad.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;everything she said was just so funny la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had to rig.&lt;br /&gt;helped &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;weekee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;sergin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sopida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;cherly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; were NOISY.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;being the bimbos that they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we still had loads of time.&lt;br /&gt;went to the sand there to DRAW our tee shirt design.&lt;br /&gt;haha nice. C:&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;cherly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; kept throwing stones into the water.&lt;br /&gt;that part was funny.&lt;br /&gt;C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; tj&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;prakash&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; asked us where the class was,&lt;br /&gt;we kept insisting it was only the few of us.&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the guys were DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;so funny las.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had to launch.&lt;br /&gt;nothing nice.&lt;br /&gt;just had drills.&lt;br /&gt;loads of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had to race.&lt;br /&gt;was so scary during the 3-min count.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was screaming at each other.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;weekee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hit my head.&lt;br /&gt;hmph.&lt;br /&gt;but nah.&lt;br /&gt;wasnt her fault.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;inky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lost her burgee cos of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;jason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;she got so pissed with him la.&lt;br /&gt;first time see her like that.&lt;br /&gt;[cool it eh, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;inky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?]&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;i lost my burgee too.&lt;br /&gt;cos of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;weiming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont really know who's fault was it la.&lt;br /&gt;so then i was fine about it.&lt;br /&gt;BUT HE STILL RETURNED ME A BURGEE.&lt;br /&gt;like WHY?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;free.&lt;br /&gt;C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then while unrigging,&lt;br /&gt;i saw&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; john&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;LONG SLEEVED WHITE SHIRT,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;LONG BLACK PANTS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like going for wedding like that.&lt;br /&gt;and i stared at him.&lt;br /&gt;then he screamed,&lt;br /&gt;DONT OPEN YOUR EYES SO BIG LA!!&lt;br /&gt;haha i tell you it was damn funny la!!!&lt;br /&gt;he looked so weird.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;the best part was,&lt;br /&gt;he was wearing his &lt;strong&gt;ORANGE&lt;/strong&gt; shoes with the funny suit.&lt;br /&gt;like,&lt;br /&gt;HUH?&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;too bad the others didnt see la.&lt;br /&gt;they'll LAUGH.&lt;br /&gt;C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes today was damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;i know my vocab's limited,&lt;br /&gt;everything's either funny or,&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;pardon me.&lt;br /&gt;C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113119393912274504?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113119393912274504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113119393912274504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113119393912274504' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113109213130814819</id><published>2005-11-04T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T22:06:20.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed my skin!!&lt;br /&gt;who created it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haha like real. &lt;br /&gt;i editted the pic and some other stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;but on the whole can be considered &lt;strong&gt;my first skin&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;C:&lt;br /&gt;haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113109213130814819?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113109213130814819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113109213130814819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113109213130814819' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113107147810395442</id><published>2005-11-04T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T22:05:28.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay.&lt;br /&gt;im blogging.&lt;br /&gt;urg.&lt;br /&gt;can u like that the BUSY sign off?&lt;br /&gt;cos im trying to talk but ure BUSY.&lt;br /&gt;hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then friendster is making me &lt;strong&gt;REALLY pissed&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my blog is making me &lt;strong&gt;super pissed&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;cos it takes super long to load.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;avril?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah.&lt;br /&gt;sorry la.&lt;br /&gt;just not in the mood to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113107147810395442?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113107147810395442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113107147810395442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113107147810395442' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113076618299654219</id><published>2005-10-31T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T21:43:03.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha everyone read this!!&lt;br /&gt;quoted from jiaxin's blog.&lt;br /&gt;cant stop laughing after reading it la.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(with permission from jiaxin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;it was jus a particular saturday, had home utd trg and as usual went to haf dinner wif e mates aft dat la. those stupid ppl :p cldnt make up their mind whr to eat and as we were standing outside e BURGER KING at novena sq, SY decided to eat dere. and so i ordered a cup of ICE MILO and SPICY CHICKEN SAUSAGE CHEESEBUGER. so aft ordering we had our dinner, talked COCK and joked ard. and so i finished e burger and e ice milo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;THEN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i wanted to take out some ice cubes frm e cup to eat/suck/chew WHATEVER.THEN.i saw a lizard. YES, A LIZARD. initially i tot it was UNDERNEATH my cup. and so i quickly put down my cup and told everyone. den dat SY went to take up my cup and "observed". then she told me e lizard was IN e cup. WTF MAN! i almost fainted laaaaaaaa! so all e while i was drinking e ice milo WITH a lizard in it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;so SY immediately went to complain abt e lizard to e manager. seriously speaking ive nvr seen her so AUNTIE in my whole life before. heh. all of them went to complain leaving me alone sitting at e table, still in a state of shock. biang i cldnt think properly la! den they told me to go over and so i went. KNS they nvr compensate me la! nvr even return me one cup of ice milo! URG all they asked was "u wan a cup of WARM WATER?" KNN i also haf water in my bottle la! i wan ur water for wad! ARGGGGGG. wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and stephanie who was sitting beside me, and also drinking ice milo didnt dare to drink her ice milo anymore. HAHA. but den in e end she drank la -.- THEN THEN. she saw dis brown small soggy little thing in her drink. she took it out and tot dat it was e lizard's tail -.- but it was actually a MUSHROOM. haha. she almost cried can! DAMN FUNNY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and dat YEO SZE YING better gen wo ji zhu. frm e time i realised e lizard till e time we left bk she was LAUGHING all e way. FUNNY MEH. somemore laugh until she TEARED. ya la ya la laugh somemore. i curse her nxt time eat KFC or MACS of LJS kena COCKROACH or WORM. den i laugh until i land up in hospital. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;end of story. it NON-FICTION ok. in case u dono e meaning, it means its REAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p align&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA SO FUNNY RIGHT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113076618299654219?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113076618299654219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113076618299654219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113076618299654219' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113076169052562665</id><published>2005-10-31T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T20:28:11.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;im seriously scared for next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;you see, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;there's a total new class,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;total new environment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;new friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;new subjects,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;new &lt;u&gt;everything&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and then there's OBS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;yes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;im definitely looking forward to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but im the sort who wont enjoy anything if i dont like my company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and the OBS groupings next year would be according to our new sec3 class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;oh crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;what if i dont like them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh dang it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;what if the many what-ifs i have turns into reality?&lt;/p align&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;I WANT MY 2E1'05.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i missed my shoutouts to friends last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i mustmustmust type it out this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;sometimes things wont wait for you.&lt;/p align&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i hope my premonition misses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;someone&lt;/u&gt; told me on sunday that i have many cases of moodswings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i can be super moody at times;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;and i'll be snapping off at you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;pissing one off with the piss-ed off tone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;yet i can be ultra high;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;irritating everyone off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;and laughing like some mental hyena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;and the moodswings come and go suddenly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;um, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;oh really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;i meant what i said to &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;oh &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;, dont bother.&lt;br /&gt;you wont care anw.&lt;br /&gt;would you?&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;imitation is the best form of flattery?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;get some originality please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113076169052562665?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113076169052562665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113076169052562665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113076169052562665' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113059316048797708</id><published>2005-10-29T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T21:45:51.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;2e1'05.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;did you hear that we are the one-rs&lt;br /&gt;one and only&lt;br /&gt;mighty forever&lt;br /&gt;we are a team&lt;br /&gt;always united&lt;br /&gt;together we say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;2/1 ichibang, ichibang 2/1!! (x2)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[clap] 12, 123, 12121&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T. E. A. M., team is what we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T, together one and forever&lt;br /&gt;E, everyone striving together&lt;br /&gt;A, achieving always believing&lt;br /&gt;M, more power to cheer one each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[stomp]&lt;br /&gt;we try, we try, we try and we achieve&lt;br /&gt;we fight, we strive, and never will say die&lt;br /&gt;we work towards a common goal&lt;br /&gt;and strive to be the best&lt;br /&gt;2-e-1 will stay as one&lt;br /&gt;and put you to the test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;2/1 ichibang, ichibang 2/1!! (x2)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on let's keep the beat hot&lt;br /&gt;and give it our very best shot&lt;br /&gt;we'll do no wrong and show no fear&lt;br /&gt;by finishing off with a TK cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TK PHILOSOPHY.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hey everybody we're from TKG&lt;br /&gt;and this is our philosophy&lt;br /&gt;it ain't no matter who we fight&lt;br /&gt;we dont shiver and we dont fear&lt;br /&gt;with the TK spirit we'll do no wrong&lt;br /&gt;we'll show our courage and beat them all&lt;br /&gt;so we dare you to come and fight&lt;br /&gt;cos TK will never lose our pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo TK, let's do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna BOOM, shake shake shake the floor&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna BOOM, shake shake shake the walls&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna BOOM, shake shake shake this place&lt;br /&gt;come on everybody let's shake it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna get, get, get on down&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna get get get on down, you bet&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna get, get, get on down&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna get get get on down, ALL RIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling so patriotic right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:15;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:15;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2e1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; rocks my &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;tkgs&lt;/span&gt; socks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113059316048797708?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113059316048797708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113059316048797708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113059316048797708' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113033255247772664</id><published>2005-10-26T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T22:04:34.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today in school was,&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;kinda boring.&lt;br /&gt;we had the maths enrichment.&lt;br /&gt;called &lt;strong&gt;ALGEFUN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;as in,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ALGEBRA&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;FUN&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hello?&lt;br /&gt;algebra?&lt;br /&gt;fun?&lt;br /&gt;but then.&lt;br /&gt;there were still some fun parts. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;superman,&lt;br /&gt;superman,&lt;br /&gt;cant you see his underpants.&lt;br /&gt;not too big,&lt;br /&gt;not too small.&lt;br /&gt;just the size of&lt;br /&gt;tampines mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;spiderman,&lt;br /&gt;spiderman,&lt;br /&gt;came between divya and ken.&lt;br /&gt;ken's heart&lt;br /&gt;will always be in two.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;because of naughty spiderman!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LYN THOUGHT OF IT. C:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2386/338/1600/Img_09302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2386/338/320/Img_09302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;class com!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;urg.&lt;br /&gt;cant bear to return the badge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2386/338/1600/Img_09322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2386/338/320/Img_09322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the sailing board!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so nice so nice. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had trng.&lt;br /&gt;cant say it went well.&lt;br /&gt;but ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2386/338/1600/Img_09431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2386/338/320/Img_09431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;look at the sky. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2386/338/1600/Img_09441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2386/338/320/Img_09441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;C: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2386/338/1600/Img_09451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2386/338/320/Img_09451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the sky's the limit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113033255247772664?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113033255247772664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113033255247772664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113033255247772664' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113024060608986907</id><published>2005-10-25T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T19:43:26.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I DIDNT MEAN IT &lt;em&gt;THAT WAY&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ppl will change when they're out at sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;everyone does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;its just the pressure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;im so sorry weekee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p align&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im sick again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ohwells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;tkss bazaar tmr.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you hear that, &lt;strong&gt;yaya&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;the sky's our limit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113024060608986907?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113024060608986907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113024060608986907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113024060608986907' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-113016060502712125</id><published>2005-10-24T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T21:30:38.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so many things happened recently eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday and saturday - - -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;had leadership camp in school which was &lt;strong&gt;REALLY FUN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;except for the discussion part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ohwells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;so glad i was grouped with nicenice ppl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;esp&lt;strong&gt; zulaiha&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;who was damn funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;realised that she wouldnt mind sacrifising for the team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;whoa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;like clapclap?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;so the theme for next year's sec one orientation camp is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IN THE RUN FOR ELAN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(elan is a &lt;u&gt;french word&lt;/u&gt;, pronounced as &lt;strong&gt;ER-LON&lt;/strong&gt;. it means &lt;strong&gt;enthusiastic liveliness and vigor&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;still is has double meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;it also means a &lt;u&gt;male african antelope&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and to think &lt;strong&gt;lubna&lt;/strong&gt; shouted to &lt;strong&gt;mrs loke&lt;/strong&gt; that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;SHE WAS AN ELAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;not knowing that it also means the african antelope part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;but too bad i had to leave early on saturday cos of &lt;strong&gt;TRNG&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ohwells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;can say that it went well las. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;can i afford to add a smiley here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cos it contradicts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;whenever i do badly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i'll start ranting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and when i do well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i get estatic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;and the same goes for you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;but heck it la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sunday - - -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;rushed from church to ssc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;WHOA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;like super rushed cannnnnn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;uncle tonny didnt take us today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;but ohwells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;might as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;congratulations to ian and jared though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday - - -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;school was BORING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;then had trng after school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;rained a little thus sailed light-wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yeah it went well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;cordelia told me of some remarks he said abt me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;thank you &lt;strong&gt;Lord&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;then he said that i so &lt;strong&gt;couldve&lt;/strong&gt; made it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;if only i tried harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and not slack suddenly while trng on saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but ohwells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;chances are still there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-113016060502712125?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113016060502712125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/113016060502712125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#113016060502712125' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112972262339473098</id><published>2005-10-19T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T19:50:23.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*note from &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;congratulations&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; and many thanks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; for givng &lt;strong&gt;yourself&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;s&gt;shitty&lt;/s&gt; mediocre results for eoys'05.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;it is so ironic why pages of &lt;strong&gt;obituaries&lt;/strong&gt; are sandwiched between reports of life at its brimming best - &lt;strong&gt;sports&lt;/strong&gt; on one side, &lt;strong&gt;business&lt;/strong&gt; on the other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;bak kut teh&lt;/u&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;joochiat&lt;/strong&gt; was great. C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112972262339473098?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112972262339473098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112972262339473098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112972262339473098' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112962653699341596</id><published>2005-10-18T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T17:08:57.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's like a so near yet so far kind of thing?&lt;br /&gt;it's like ure there but not there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is cold storage called 'COLD STORAGE'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112962653699341596?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112962653699341596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112962653699341596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112962653699341596' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112955690049338276</id><published>2005-10-17T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T21:57:39.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and have i mentioned that i admire &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;stacey tay yongxin's&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; guts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I ADMIRE &lt;strong&gt;STACEY TAY YONGXIN'S&lt;/strong&gt; GUTS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. this is no bullshitting. who wanna bullshit her anw? HAHA. nah la. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then i cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we got back eng paper today.&lt;br /&gt;ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i begged &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;laoshi&lt;/span&gt; to gimme clues on my hmt paper.&lt;br /&gt;ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;BLEAGH.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*what would you say if i took those words away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112955690049338276?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112955690049338276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112955690049338276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112955690049338276' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112938349474513690</id><published>2005-10-15T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T21:38:59.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hazel&lt;/span&gt; told me today that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIZARDS CAN SWIM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they can actually SWIM.&lt;br /&gt;ohmyprettygosh!!&lt;br /&gt;eww.&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;aiyahs.&lt;br /&gt;anw today's trng was fine.&lt;br /&gt;just that i capped ONCE and it just ruined everything.&lt;br /&gt;bleah.&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;selection for high performance is just next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;somehow i dont feel like attending classes with uncle tonny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;its like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'll be having school trng &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HP trngs with him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;gahhhhhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but of cos i would so wanna be in HP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;like hello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;chances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but i dont think i can get in la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ohwells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;im not fast enough i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and once i cap,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;all momentum,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;speed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ALL GONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;that's how much i fear capsizing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;urg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i contradict myself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but i would really wanna get in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the other part of my dont want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;urg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;jeremy&lt;/span&gt; said that life is a test.&lt;br /&gt;how true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheer up&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; stacey&lt;/span&gt;. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smile,&lt;br /&gt;like you told me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112938349474513690?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112938349474513690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112938349474513690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112938349474513690' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112925449321752394</id><published>2005-10-14T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T09:48:13.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYY EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THANK YOU AVRIL!! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by this time most of you might have known that wednesday there were tkss guys FIGHTING outside tkg at the alleyway there.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;and i was there!!&lt;br /&gt;i mean.&lt;br /&gt;not THERE, but there.&lt;br /&gt;as in, i saw it la!&lt;br /&gt;wah piang it was so action la.&lt;br /&gt;the victim kena stripped somemore.&lt;br /&gt;half naked.&lt;br /&gt;[and no &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;jiaxin&lt;/span&gt;, it wasnt like porn]&lt;br /&gt;then got ppl shouting.&lt;br /&gt;then keep on boxing him.&lt;br /&gt;some act cool not cool guys sitting on the two pillars somemore.&lt;br /&gt;like teevee show like that.&lt;br /&gt;like heartlanders?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;whoops &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;avril&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;then being the kaypo &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me+jiaxin+siewchi&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;we told &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mrs kong+mdm khoo&lt;/span&gt; abt it.&lt;br /&gt;and they seem quite happy abt it.&lt;br /&gt;um?&lt;br /&gt;then they wanted to go check it out.&lt;br /&gt;but too bad we gotta look for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MR YAP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;wasted our time la!!&lt;br /&gt;by the time we reached there,&lt;br /&gt;they all gone alr.&lt;br /&gt;too bad.&lt;br /&gt;too sad.&lt;br /&gt;tragic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went shopping with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dawn&lt;/span&gt; ytd!&lt;br /&gt;and she told me abt her dream.&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGOSH IT WAS SO FUNNY!!!&lt;br /&gt;she dreamt that she was beheaded la.&lt;br /&gt;then she felt her head kena chopped off.&lt;br /&gt;but then she didnt die.&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;cos part of the skin at her neck there not cut yet.&lt;br /&gt;then the ppl cut it off.&lt;br /&gt;and she kept on holding her head.&lt;br /&gt;hoping it wont roll.&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHA i was laughing like mad la.&lt;br /&gt;and when she woke up she was so scared her head's gonna roll.&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then im still rotting at home right now.&lt;br /&gt;gonna do my circuits later.&lt;br /&gt;have been procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;feel so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM GONNA DO CIRCUITS LATER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IamIwillIshouldImust&lt;s&gt;Idontwant.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112925449321752394?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112925449321752394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112925449321752394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112925449321752394' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112911562453436290</id><published>2005-10-12T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T19:14:03.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Tears to shed- -danny elfman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does that wispy little brat have that you don't have double &lt;br /&gt;She can't hold a candle to the beauty of your smile &lt;br /&gt;How about a pulse &lt;br /&gt;Overrated by a mile &lt;br /&gt;Overvalued &lt;br /&gt;Overblown &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he only knew the you that we know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that silly little creature isn't wearing his ring &lt;br /&gt;And she doesn't play piano &lt;br /&gt;Or dance &lt;br /&gt;Or sing &lt;br /&gt;No she doesn't compare &lt;br /&gt;But she still breathes air &lt;br /&gt;Who cares &lt;br /&gt;Unimportant &lt;br /&gt;Overrated &lt;br /&gt;Overblown &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only he could see how special you can be &lt;br /&gt;If he only knew the You that we know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I touch a burning candle &lt;br /&gt;I can feel no pain &lt;br /&gt;If you cut me with a knife &lt;br /&gt;It's still the same &lt;br /&gt;And I know her heart is beating &lt;br /&gt;And I know that I am dead &lt;br /&gt;But the pain here that I feel &lt;br /&gt;Try and tell me it's not real &lt;br /&gt;And it seems that I still have a tear to shed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sure redeeming feature from that little creature, is that she's alive &lt;br /&gt;Overrated &lt;br /&gt;Overblown &lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows that's just a temporary state &lt;br /&gt;Which is cured very quickly when we meet our fate &lt;br /&gt;Who cares &lt;br /&gt;Unimportant &lt;br /&gt;Overrated &lt;br /&gt;Overblown &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only he could see how special you can be &lt;br /&gt;If he only knew the You that we know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I touch a burning candle I can feel no pain &lt;br /&gt;In the ice or in the sun it's all the same &lt;br /&gt;Yet I feel my heart is aching &lt;br /&gt;Though it doesn't beat, it's breaking &lt;br /&gt;And the pain here that I feel &lt;br /&gt;Try and tell me it's not real &lt;br /&gt;I know that I am dead &lt;br /&gt;But it seems that I still have some tears to shed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I BLOGGED. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vally and sheer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112911562453436290?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112911562453436290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112911562453436290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112911562453436290' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112903114840888269</id><published>2005-10-11T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T19:45:48.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohmygosh i havent been here in eons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but. EXAMS OVER.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;the joy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmt paper was total crap.&lt;br /&gt;didnt have time at all.&lt;br /&gt;5 compres in 1 half hr?&lt;br /&gt;DIE.&lt;br /&gt;and sam loh + siewchi + jiaxin were saying its easy.&lt;br /&gt;HUH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still. we went to katong laksa after sch.&lt;br /&gt;then i saw ___. &lt;br /&gt;URGGGGGGGGGGGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went bugis.&lt;br /&gt;shopped here and there.&lt;br /&gt;and watched corpse's bride.&lt;br /&gt;nicenice.&lt;br /&gt;then continued to shop and shop.&lt;br /&gt;got lethargic.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i just lost the interest in blogging.&lt;br /&gt;FOR TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go online la,&lt;br /&gt;please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vallyandsheer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112903114840888269?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112903114840888269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112903114840888269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112903114840888269' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112806638160432421</id><published>2005-09-30T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T15:46:22.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is it me or is both friendster and blogger screwing up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH MY GOSH I KNOW IM SO OUTDATED BUT I &lt;u&gt;HAVE&lt;/u&gt; TO BLOG ABOUT WEDNESDAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wait.&lt;br /&gt;just wanna say,&lt;br /&gt;STACEY!! &lt;br /&gt;nice meeting ya!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the day started off with school. &lt;br /&gt;and i saw someone someone on the bus!!&lt;br /&gt;so i knew it was gonna be a GREAT day.&lt;br /&gt;and ohmygosh it SO was!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. the &lt;strong&gt;1st&lt;/strong&gt; funny thing.&lt;br /&gt;after having the super duper nice 328 katong laksa, &lt;br /&gt;xinxuan, jiaxin and i walked to parkway there to get to mp library.&lt;br /&gt;then we met pat on the way.&lt;br /&gt;haha. she was so cute la.&lt;br /&gt;then as we walked along the bridge thing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xinxuan&lt;/strong&gt; said, "wah lau eh. weather damn hot leh. how am i going to survive walking all the way to mp?"&lt;br /&gt;i said, "yah lor. damn hot la."&lt;br /&gt;THEN IT WAS WHEN I HAD THE BRILLIANT IDEA.&lt;br /&gt;me: "eh, why dont we ACT BRAVE and take a cab?"&lt;br /&gt;when mp libraray was like 5 min walk away. &lt;br /&gt;and they're like, "okay okay!!!"&lt;br /&gt;so then we hailed a cab.&lt;br /&gt;got so pissed cos the &lt;s&gt;lady&lt;/s&gt; woman in front of us snatched our cab.&lt;br /&gt;haha fine la.&lt;br /&gt;she came first la.&lt;br /&gt;then we waited.&lt;br /&gt;then got into one taxi.&lt;br /&gt;then THE DRIVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;driver:&lt;/strong&gt; go where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;us:&lt;/strong&gt; oh, mp library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;driver:&lt;/strong&gt; huh? mp library is behind leh! very near only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jx:&lt;/strong&gt; huh? really? we dunno leh. we sec1 only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; ya, sec1 only. dunno the road well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;driver:&lt;/strong&gt; wah, sec1 only arh? that means the rice u all eat is more ripe la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; uncle, u say we fat huh?&lt;br /&gt;driver: no la! i wont say ppl fat one. cos i myself fat. that's why i dont like the FAT word. anything i will say, but i wont say FAT. imagine the consequence i will get if i call ppl FAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;us:&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; uncle, u very funny leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;us:&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;-then as we passed the mp library, he said.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;driver:&lt;/strong&gt; there, the library here lor. very nice right. got kfc, sell clothes...&lt;br /&gt;-in our minds, we were like, HUH??? WHERE GOT?-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;driver:&lt;/strong&gt; here is pm lee one mah. of cos so grand la. so nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xx:&lt;/strong&gt; uncle, now open the national library, more grand leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;driver: &lt;/strong&gt;ya lor ya lor. very TOK KONG one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;us:&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHHAHHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah piang. &lt;br /&gt;the uncle damn funny la can. (: &lt;br /&gt;that was wednesday's First Funny Thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;strong&gt;2nd &lt;/strong&gt;funny thing.&lt;br /&gt;in the library, &lt;br /&gt;while studying,&lt;br /&gt;someone suddenly came up with a sick joke.&lt;br /&gt;then we all laughed.&lt;br /&gt;then. &lt;br /&gt;we continued with other sick jokes.&lt;br /&gt;and there was loads of HAHAHAs then. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;strong&gt;3rd&lt;/strong&gt; funny thing.&lt;br /&gt;yaya called and said maoqiang was pissed with our teasings. &lt;br /&gt;hahaha who actually cares?&lt;br /&gt;so then we prank called him,&lt;br /&gt;saying we're doing a survey on the puberty development in boys.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then it wraps up the funny things on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;english paper 1 and 2.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vally and sheer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112806638160432421?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112806638160432421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112806638160432421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112806638160432421' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112783701406458184</id><published>2005-09-27T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T00:06:58.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>havent been here for such a long time, and i almost forgot the pw to this acc.&lt;br /&gt;HAII. &lt;br /&gt;how forgetful can i get.&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;we talked about the part when u were there, &lt;br /&gt;irritating the shit out of us, &lt;br /&gt;the prata,&lt;br /&gt;the instant laksa,&lt;br /&gt;and the unbalanced basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THAT WAS A YEAR AGO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our celebration after eoys'04.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align=right&gt;sarah-ann lee jiahui. (:&lt;/p align&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i apologize for not doing what i should.&lt;br /&gt;for not keeping in touch with you.&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;heyy dawn. &lt;br /&gt;no fret okays?&lt;br /&gt;know that u'll have a pillar to lean on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no matter what.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;im sorry i cant trust you as much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;they said that time is a factor.&lt;br /&gt;and hey,&lt;br /&gt;i havent known you for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;the reason for friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now its back to,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vally and sheer. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112783701406458184?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112783701406458184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112783701406458184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112783701406458184' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112721787847517739</id><published>2005-09-20T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T20:10:34.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am positively pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;by the wrong people,&lt;br /&gt;for the wrong reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[next issue]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its weird why im studying so much now.&lt;br /&gt;im studying much,&lt;br /&gt;but not hard.&lt;br /&gt;how ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[next issue]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;avril,&lt;br /&gt;i dont think im up to it.&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[next issue]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll try la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[next issue]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can u say that on your blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[next issue]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*listen to queen's opera version. love of my life.&lt;br /&gt;[im not a opera person, personally.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valenciaannelim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112721787847517739?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112721787847517739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112721787847517739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112721787847517739' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112695804331027304</id><published>2005-09-17T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T19:54:03.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;then she asked me, 'how did it go?'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valenciaannelim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112695804331027304?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112695804331027304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112695804331027304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112695804331027304' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112661385975629478</id><published>2005-09-13T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T20:17:39.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM GOING BACK TO SCHOOL TMR!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font size&gt; *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;its all &lt;strong&gt;YOUR FAULT &lt;/strong&gt;now that im feeling so gay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valenciaannelim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112661385975629478?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112661385975629478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112661385975629478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112661385975629478' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112650352017710340</id><published>2005-09-12T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T13:38:40.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;i am positively &lt;strong&gt;pissed&lt;/strong&gt; with the negative things that happened today.&lt;br /&gt;went to the doctors and the patients there are so inconsiderate can.&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for their turn,&lt;br /&gt;ONE person would occupy TWO seats la.&lt;br /&gt;and hello?&lt;br /&gt;their ass isnt HUGE la.&lt;br /&gt;then.&lt;br /&gt;there was this guy who blasted his phone's mp3.&lt;br /&gt;i think he was trying to show off his phone.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;not a nice phone anw.&lt;br /&gt;and the song he played?&lt;br /&gt;one nursery rhyme/whatever.&lt;br /&gt;excuse me, &lt;br /&gt;i want to LAUGH la.&lt;br /&gt;and then my mum muttered, 'SO SUA KU.'&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;-this is continued by other negative stuff which i refuse to blog about-&lt;br /&gt;but my doctor was damn nice la. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got tuition ltr.&lt;br /&gt;extra class.&lt;br /&gt;i hope to see u there. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valenciaannelim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112650352017710340?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112650352017710340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112650352017710340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112650352017710340' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112635107665962480</id><published>2005-09-10T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T19:19:03.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i didnt sail today.&lt;br /&gt;cos im &lt;strong&gt;SICK&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;so many ppl didnt turn up today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alex&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;hazel&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;seetoh&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;wen&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;why why why?&lt;br /&gt;yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;weekee&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;sergin&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;like i said in my sms, &lt;br /&gt;cheer up.&lt;br /&gt;have confidence.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;yes i had wanted to be SICK. &lt;br /&gt;but somehow.&lt;br /&gt;its overdone.&lt;/font color&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(sorry jx i didnt ask for ur permission.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dont love you no more (im sorry)- craig david.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain outside my window pouring down&lt;br /&gt;what now, you're gone, my fault, I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;feeling like a fool cos I let you down&lt;br /&gt;now it's too late to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the tears I've made you cry&lt;br /&gt;I guess this time it really is goodbye&lt;br /&gt;you made it clear when you said&lt;br /&gt;I just don't love you no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I've made a few mistakes&lt;br /&gt;but never thought things would turn out this way&lt;br /&gt;doesn't make sense to me now that you’re gone (I see it all so clearly)&lt;br /&gt;me at the door with you in a state&lt;br /&gt;giving my reasons but as you look away&lt;br /&gt;I can see a tear roll down your face&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valenciaannelim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112635107665962480?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112635107665962480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112635107665962480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112635107665962480' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112626120152934023</id><published>2005-09-09T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T18:25:06.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GEOGRAPHY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt; is driving me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;i cant find the answer to almost every question la can.&lt;br /&gt;lucky for me, ive got my sister's geog text book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are you taking away all that's mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;why is it another case of deja vu?&lt;/font color&gt; &lt;p align=right&gt;ure taking all the credits away.&lt;/p align&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valenciaannelim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112626120152934023?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112626120152934023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112626120152934023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112626120152934023' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112624620955644516</id><published>2005-09-09T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T14:10:09.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel so mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=right&gt;stacey u know what i mean.&lt;/p align&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;this is the effect of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valenciaannelim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112624620955644516?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112624620955644516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112624620955644516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112624620955644516' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112624150309946762</id><published>2005-09-09T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T12:52:47.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay everyone.&lt;br /&gt;it is so obvious i made changes to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;                                            but somehow i think its quite screwed la.&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;YA.&lt;br /&gt;anyone done the geog online test?&lt;br /&gt;its not that im lazy to do it.&lt;br /&gt;its just that i cant find the link on the e-portal thing.&lt;br /&gt;so yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;somebody tell me what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valenciaannelim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112624150309946762?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112624150309946762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112624150309946762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112624150309946762' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112623498645505302</id><published>2005-09-09T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T11:03:06.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hopes &lt;br /&gt;                                                                  and fears.&lt;br /&gt;valenciaannelim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112623498645505302?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112623498645505302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112623498645505302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112623498645505302' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112616280483136312</id><published>2005-09-08T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T15:00:04.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so when you come back around after painting the town&lt;br /&gt;you'll see im almost over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valenciaannelim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112616280483136312?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112616280483136312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112616280483136312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112616280483136312' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112608769686609809</id><published>2005-09-07T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T18:08:16.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gka was fun today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started off with theory and john kept using the ropes to whack us. so we whacked him back. stacey commented that he look like ELMO. hmm. YEPPS. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;i had wanted to blog about alot of things but suddenly i just cant think of what to blog about. sorry. &lt;/font color&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant beieve its A FEW MORE DAYS to term four. and ive only started on 1/5 of my revision? SHEESH. i shld really consider &lt;strong&gt;STUDYING&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was fun, but somehow its all drained out. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valenciaannelim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112608769686609809?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112608769686609809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112608769686609809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112608769686609809' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112591078373695738</id><published>2005-09-05T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T17:01:42.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAH LAU EH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;i cant stand how ure boasting so much. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know its sad when u realise that &lt;br /&gt;u only care for someone when that someone is in danger? &lt;br /&gt;sometimes such things isnt for us to control, &lt;br /&gt;but still, &lt;br /&gt;shldnt we make an effort to accept things the way they are? &lt;br /&gt;yes i know its hard.&lt;br /&gt;but how hard can it get?&lt;br /&gt;to the extent of losing someone u love?&lt;br /&gt;to the extent of being alienated from the world?&lt;br /&gt;huh? &lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt; its just ur excuses.&lt;/font color&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont be selfish and lead ure life,&lt;br /&gt;in a way as if the whole world owes u a living.&lt;br /&gt;each one of us know that we arent that close as it seems.&lt;br /&gt;our treatment to each other,&lt;br /&gt;is only but a pretence,&lt;br /&gt;only but a facade what.&lt;br /&gt;so why dont u carry on,&lt;br /&gt;feigning innocence&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;like u always do&lt;/font color&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;accept it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont go hollywood la please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so random, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valenciaannelim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112591078373695738?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112591078373695738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112591078373695738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112591078373695738' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112588880063342291</id><published>2005-09-05T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T10:53:20.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay havent blogged in so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trng was fine. cant rmb much about it. then after that me, weekee seetoh and sergin went to wk and sg's food convention thing at suntec. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home really late that day. but heng heng didnt get scolded. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUNDAY-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erica just told me that class was fun ytd. URG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant believe i missed it just cos of the race. and a lousy one at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAII. enough said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYA JUST INTRODUCED ME TO SOMETHING REALLY WRONG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im stoning at home, with nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im turning the &lt;s&gt;wrong way.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what xx resoluted, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I SHALL NOT BE OBSSESSED WITH A CERTAIN SOMEONE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like fountains of wayne. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey julie. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working all day for a mean little man&lt;br /&gt;With a clip-on tie and a rub-on tan&lt;br /&gt;He's got me running around the office&lt;br /&gt;Like a dog around a track&lt;br /&gt;But when I get back home &lt;br /&gt;You're always there to rub my back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Julie &lt;br /&gt;Look what they're doing to me&lt;br /&gt;Trying to trip me up &lt;br /&gt;Trying to wear me down&lt;br /&gt;Julie I swear it's so hard to bear it&lt;br /&gt;And iId never make it through without you around&lt;br /&gt;No I'd never make it through without you around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hours on the phone making pointless calls&lt;br /&gt;I got a desk full of paper that means nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I catch myself staring into space&lt;br /&gt;Countin down the hours till I get to see your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Julie &lt;br /&gt;Look what they're doing to me&lt;br /&gt;Trying to trip me up &lt;br /&gt;Trying to wear me down&lt;br /&gt;Julie I swear it's so hard to bear it&lt;br /&gt;And I'd never make it through without you around&lt;br /&gt;No I'd never make it through without you around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did it come to be&lt;br /&gt;That you and I must be &lt;br /&gt;Far away from each other every day&lt;br /&gt;Why must I spend my time&lt;br /&gt;Filling up my mind&lt;br /&gt;With facts and figures that never add up anyway&lt;br /&gt;They never add up anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working all day for a mean little guy &lt;br /&gt;With a bad toupee and a soup-stained tie&lt;br /&gt;He's got me running around the office &lt;br /&gt;Like a gerbil on a wheel&lt;br /&gt;He can tell me what to do&lt;br /&gt;But he can't tell me what to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Julie &lt;br /&gt;Look what they're doing to me&lt;br /&gt;Trying to trip me up &lt;br /&gt;Trying to wear me down&lt;br /&gt;Julie I swear it's so hard to bear it&lt;br /&gt;And I'd never make it through without you around&lt;br /&gt;No I'd never make it through without you around&lt;br /&gt;No I'd never make it through without you around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valenciaannelim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112588880063342291?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112588880063342291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112588880063342291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112588880063342291' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112566830882900637</id><published>2005-09-02T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T21:40:19.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IAP TODAYY!!! haha. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. yaya wanted me to blog. so here i am. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started out with me freaking out for no reason at all. cos i somehow got scared of iap. what if everything turns out bad? so then. yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everything was great!!!&lt;/strong&gt; yayy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2e1 rocks my tkgs socks!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joel was so cute can!! bah bah fell in love with him. i cant believe it. HE'S MINE!! haha whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i cant really rmb what happened. only that joel kept wanting sweets and i kept giving him. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then. yaya. im done with posting for iap. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO HAPPY. TODAY'S OUR HAPPIEST DAY. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;val-&lt;br /&gt;zeath\\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112566830882900637?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112566830882900637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112566830882900637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112566830882900637' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112557652334849044</id><published>2005-09-01T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T20:08:43.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha woke up late today. was supposed to meet yaya they all at 10 at parkway. then go to pat's house. woke up at 10 instead. heh. was 2hrs late? haha. sorry ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i dropped by parkway to get bubble tea. took 15 and when reached roxy square, guess who i saw coming up? &lt;strong&gt;WINSTON LAYS GUANG YANG.&lt;/strong&gt; pat's brother!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we took the same bus. and i called yaya just to tell her that. and thru the phone, i could hear screams. LOUD SCREAMS. from dana, jiaxin, qingyuan, cassie, gita and everyone else. and the woman beside me stared at me can. cos could hear thru the phone lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we alighted. and i saw yaya they all waving frantically across the road. haha. they wanted to make a good impression to winston. -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to the house and we sort of invaded winston's privacy. went to his room!! and yaya even took pictures of his room la. but at least im not like someone who's crazy over him. haha. u know who u are. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then we played hide and seek with pat's sister, BABY!! hahaha. she's so cute can. then i was using the computer quietly, and everywhere was silent as the others played hide and seek, and nobody was in the room, i suddenly heard BOOM BA CHING CHANG BOOM BA POING!!!! [its actually a sound made by curtains la.] and u know what. it was just yaya coming out from the curtains. she was actually hiding there la. haha. then baby [priscillia] was like, 'WAH U SO FAT STILL CAN HIDE THERE ARH? to yaya. hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh ya. when i was hiding in the toilet with jiaxin, SHE FARTED. like so many times can. and i was behind her la. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to eat after that. had to run in the rain lor. heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is so fun. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try harder, kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;val-&lt;br /&gt;zeath\\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112557652334849044?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112557652334849044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112557652334849044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112557652334849044' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112549623941594446</id><published>2005-08-31T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T21:50:39.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THIS IS FOR YOU.&lt;br /&gt;i know you're really trying hard to be better.&lt;br /&gt;but apparently ure not putting much effort.&lt;br /&gt;cos ure not getting any better.&lt;br /&gt;if u think u can improve by sucking up,&lt;br /&gt;then ure so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;cos u know why? &lt;br /&gt;i can do it better.&lt;br /&gt;so u really think ppl like you by being so act cute?&lt;br /&gt;well, think again.&lt;br /&gt;nope. &lt;br /&gt;reality hurts.&lt;br /&gt;you suck.&lt;br /&gt;if u dont like me cos ure jealous,&lt;br /&gt;guess what.&lt;br /&gt;i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;cos u know why?&lt;br /&gt;im disgusted by you.&lt;br /&gt;ure against me with harsh words?&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;then.&lt;br /&gt;this is for you.&lt;br /&gt;shit your attitude.&lt;br /&gt;shit your attempts.&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;SHIT YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was darn fun can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed to huamin after school and yeah. me, SUN!, cynthia, wenjia, huiru, jas. y, jialing, the two queenies and tengwee were sitting under norlyn's block. had to wait for the huamin gate to open. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we waited like an hour? urg. then i ran here and there, cos i couldnt decide where to go and everything. so yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got inside the school. wanted to eat first lor. then decided to walk arnd first. saw mrs lui and we said hi and everything. yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then saw ms goh. haha talked to her for so long can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepp then went staff room wandered about. but then i was feeling very lethargic. so i kept whining to SUN!. yeahh. then realised that mdm aminah was also from tkgs. mrs marican was from tk too. YAYYS. TK GIRLS. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah then went back to canteen. was slacking can. haha wrote letter to SUN! when she went toilet. hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we decided to loiter behind the school. then changed our minds. loitered in front of school. so then we sat at the void deck and talking can. wenjia and i had a screaming competition. i think i won. HAHAHAHHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then i had the wonderful suggestion to go to safyc!!! the sun the sand the sea. ((: BUT THEY DIDNT WANNA GO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fine. we went northpoint instead. fabian wanted all the 6a1'03 ppl to dao the 6a1'04 ppl while at northpoint. obviously he wanted to impress joanna. but like always, he failed. HE STILL TALKED TO THEM. wth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yeah. went to eat at ljs. the guys were making disgusting beverages? if u even call it a BEVERAGE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we walked and chatted to fatiha's block. halfway we saw SARA KONG. [MY LALA!!] so haha. fabian flirted with her of cos. heh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then we chatted. like ALOT. about.. teenage stuff? yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the block near huamin. saw aloysius [sp??] and talked to him for a while. he was so attitude can. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised that a lot of ppl have changed. tengwee became ultra NICE [and gentleman. really can.], daniel became ultra ARROGANT, dor's so damn SLIM lor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still like you. ALOT. like really. like since p.sch? u blew me off can. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;val-&lt;br /&gt;zeath\\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112549623941594446?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112549623941594446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112549623941594446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112549623941594446' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112523222081187458</id><published>2005-08-28T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T21:27:37.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i didnt get my jet ski ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt get my banana boat ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both physical and mental. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do u try to hide and put on a brave front when in reality it hurts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this old uncle [arnd 60+?] who wanted to go on the keelboat ride with his sons and daughters, wife and all. he waited at the tent for half hour. without anyone to tend to the tent. by the time i came back from waiting for the banana boat ride, he and his family had already waited for 20 mins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i told him to wait somemore. cos the ppl said the last ride would end at 5.30. still got time. then yeah. ltr john came back and said there wont be any more rides, and had to reject them. the uncle said it was alright, but i could sense the disappointment in him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;thinking of this makes me cry. somehow i feel its my fault? i should not have left the tent for the boat ride. i should've stayed there, do my job. at least he wouldnt have to wait so long. i knew he was darn excited for the ride. i knew it. but seeing the expression on his face makes me tear. i feel bad for him to wait so long, with all the anticipation and excitement for the ride. whatsmore he was the most enthusiastic for the ride. i mean, he's like 60+ already. all he wanted was just a keelboat ride. and he didnt mind STANDING while waiting for the ride. oh gosh. u know how bad i felt? i just wanted to cry at that moment. i shouldve just stayed there, at the tent. and not disappoint him and myself. im so sorry uncle. ):&lt;/font color&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if any of you wanna know about what happened during zany parade, u can go to yaya's blog and read about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna clarify &lt;strong&gt;THAT SIEW CHI AND AINT A COUPLE!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NONONO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S SO WRONG CAN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to work at safyc changi on sat and sun. yayy!!! got MY FIRST PAYCHECK. 20 bucks!!!! hahahhahaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was funner. u know why? cos we didnt have to be seperated. urg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i rushed to safyc after church today. reached there at 2 and yeah. did jobbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was total boredom. until i went to wait for the banana boat ride. got pushed down by seetoh. &lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;when i so didnt want to.&lt;/font color&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ltr alex came!! haha was so happy to see her. i dunno why. prolly cos she was the one i could relate to? THANKYOUALEXFORCOMING. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i told tracey it was her fault that i got cut and everything. then she gave the pathetic face and said, 'you mean its my fault?'&lt;br /&gt;then i said, 'yeah, indirectly.'&lt;br /&gt;and she replied, 'im sorry.'&lt;br /&gt;and i went, 'HAHAHAHA.'&lt;br /&gt;she look so weird having that expression on her face. that was just so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;of cos i told her i was joking. then she gave an act cute 'I KNOW!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. then after that passed by jeremy. he thanked us for coming and everything. then i thick skinned said, TREAT US LA!! JACKSPLACE, OUTBACK, SEOUL GARDEN.. then he said something which i couldnt hear cos he was like metres away [but sarcasm obviously] and i replied, 'OKAY FINE!!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. and im starting to miss my honeyed chicken wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just found out that alex's bday was on the 20th of august. that's why she skipped trng. urg. why didnt i find out earlier. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am unhappy with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u can call it disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;val-&lt;br /&gt;zeathh\\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112523222081187458?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112523222081187458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112523222081187458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112523222081187458' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112488646144125454</id><published>2005-08-24T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T20:31:46.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>u know when u realise that someone or some ppl dont like you, its time to refelct on how ure behaving and all that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. this friend of mine thinks im weird and annoying and dislikes me for that. annoying, yes, but weird? um. explain? i have no idea how i am weird in any sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes. for two whole days i was pondering on how i was weird. is it the way i speak? the way i act?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i am informed that that person thinks im weird when im in class, being hyper. like hello? do i ever look like i would bother being hyper in the class? do i ever do anything else except sleep and occasionally paying attention? so most of the time i was just shutting up. in that aspect i find nothing weird, or strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was given the advice that i wasnt anything that person claimed i was and i should just heck about it. for one day i thought over it. and yes. i really wasted my time, my two days, thinking and fretting over things i shouldnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exits. everyone should learn to accept them. of cos there'll be much crying and remorse [am i using the right word?] on both sides, but hey, what really matters is whether u treasured that person, or will u still treasure that person after he/she takes his/her exit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything happens for a reason. God made them, planned them and our only task was to accept them. cos no matter what we do, how hard we try to turn back time, we fail. reality bites. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this anticipation for that person to walk towards you, to open that door and walk in, to enter to your life again. but we just have to consider what if its gone, its really gone? what if everything wont come back? what if everything would turn out negative? are we gonna be hit by it? duh. but it's nobody's fault, really, unless you consider blaming God for everything that happened, which is nothing i wanna do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess we just have to be prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just accept it with open heart, anticipate. and if things dont turn out the way u want it to, just leave it with a smile, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stood in the rain for almost an hour &lt;br /&gt;last sunday after training, &lt;br /&gt;with the single hope in my heart &lt;br /&gt;that i would fall sick. &lt;br /&gt;it wasnt an attempt &lt;br /&gt;for an excuse to skip school,&lt;br /&gt;but what i really wanted,&lt;br /&gt;was to fall sick.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;obviously i failed to get sick.&lt;br /&gt;however hard i try each time,&lt;br /&gt;i.&lt;br /&gt;just.&lt;br /&gt;cant.&lt;br /&gt;get.&lt;br /&gt;sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;i just want someone,anyone to care for me. :(&lt;/font color&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school.. is okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh sheesh. am i turning the wrong way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so strong. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*im almost over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;val-&lt;br /&gt;zeath\\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112488646144125454?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112488646144125454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112488646144125454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112488646144125454' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112462676635395636</id><published>2005-08-21T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T20:19:26.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellos. today's trng was. URG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shant comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant believe i actually skipped church cos of it. but nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;but jeremy was really nice. he encouraged and yeah. insisted that i can manage on my own and not get towed back. (: &lt;strong&gt;and this is no sucking up.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/font color&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh ya. &lt;font size="#medium"&gt;&lt;font color="#0099FF"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEETOH!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font color&gt;&lt;/font size&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesyes. i know ur bday's tmr. but i mightnt have the chance to blog tmr. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. singapore is so small. but i like it this way. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;val-&lt;br /&gt;zeath\\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112462676635395636?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112462676635395636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112462676635395636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112462676635395636' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112455352179733373</id><published>2005-08-20T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T00:00:55.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha i feel compelled to blog about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, thanks &lt;strong&gt;HAZEL&lt;/strong&gt; for the burgee. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up late and then rushed to nsrcc. rigged and everything. was so surprised i wasnt late. then &lt;strong&gt;jeremy&lt;/strong&gt; gave his long lecture about not forgetting to bring stuffs and not being late and all. so yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were given 20 push ups and 32 sit ups. URG. &lt;strong&gt;I WILL TRY NOT TO BE LATE FOR BRIEFING.&lt;/strong&gt; so we all had to do ups on the grass patch. so darn pain la can. whats more i had physical ytd, was aching like mad already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that had hiking on the laser. then it rained. so we had to wait for the clouds to pass and all. meanwhile we went to the toilet. and &lt;strong&gt;wen&lt;/strong&gt; had the brilliant idea to prank call. so we called &lt;strong&gt;STACEY&lt;/strong&gt;. my mei. haha!! she got so freaked la. but im sorry ya. thats what ppl do when they're bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then went to sail after that. light wind. sailed for like an hr? blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went to &lt;strong&gt;avril's&lt;/strong&gt; house to do IAP. crap la only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached there had pizza then haagen das. is that how u spell it? whatever. SHIOK can. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we practised the skit. HAHHAHAHAHA!!! U ALL STOP LAUGHING AT THE MEH-MEH-MEH PART CAN??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to &lt;strong&gt;SYAZANA BTE.YAHYA&lt;/strong&gt;. can u please stop farting??????????????????????? esp when both of us are practising our parts? u just keep farting like there's no tmr la. and it stinks!!!!!! hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we did the aces day dance with UPSIDE DOWN. when it should've been for JUMP. we were dancing so much and screaming so much la. at 8 plus can. in the night. haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i wanted &lt;strong&gt;avril&lt;/strong&gt; to teach us the zany parade dance. I JUST WANNA LIVE. coolness. &lt;strong&gt;qing&lt;/strong&gt; got so enthu about it, she wanted to dance every single minute. so then we danced. danced so much till we sweated. like big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots. today was damn cool. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trng tmr. again. haii. so tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and u know what. im skipping church tmr. cos of trng. dont wanna be late and everything. but i'll pay back. SOMEHOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its starting to get serious. &lt;br /&gt;i think im starting to get serious.&lt;br /&gt;cos in such serious situation,&lt;br /&gt;i seriously have no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesyes. my vocab is lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*put on a smile and u can turn things around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;val-&lt;br /&gt;zeath\\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395497-112455352179733373?l=vivacious-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112455352179733373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395497/posts/default/112455352179733373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivacious-sky.blogspot.com/index.html#112455352179733373' title=''/><author><name>valencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03490677997576975914</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395497.post-112402257574836526</id><published>2005-08-14T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T20:29:35.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha trng today was great!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were like 15 ppl in the class? made new friends!! (: and yeah. shall blog about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached there at like 2 plus? then rigged and everything. tj wanted to test me on cap. so, FINE. hahaha. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went out. and there wasnt wind. then we stoned and rotted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then got drifted and all. then as we were heading back to shore, the wind picked up. was about to storm. so then jeremy called us back lor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had to do sausage. was so hard la. cos the wind was like, damn strong? so yeah. fought. then ya. tj asked us to cap. so, FINE. i capped. and guess what?? &lt;strong&gt;I UPRIGHTED!!&lt;/strong&gt; hahahas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then coming downwind. wind was ultra strong that we couldnt steer. so everyone was either:&lt;br /&gt;1] FLYING.&lt;br /&gt;2] CAPPING.&lt;br /&gt;no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i capped 2 more times. and i could upright!! yesyes!! haha. but i capped both on a run. and the boat went without me. and i was so scared-ed las. then went back. &lt;strong&gt;I WAS SO GRATEFUL.&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then. the tms guy came to help me. and i was looking down. then YOU KNOW WHAT. i looked up, and the boom came flying at me. and yes, it smashed my specs and nose. damn pain las. thanks wk for helping!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to hazel. HEYYS!! no fret eh? its just ONE time. u'll do better. trust me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know what. I REALLY REALLY LOVE MY SAILING FRIENDS. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAZEL, WEEKEE, SERGIN, ALEX, WEN. YOU ALL ROCK. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YAS. the friend i made is from plmgs, and she knows sheree!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one inside you is mightier than the one outside you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think she's pretty. 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