<?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-15743365</id><updated>2011-06-05T06:55:45.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ALESIA GIAN!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>178</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-75193627441074366</id><published>2007-12-13T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:23:18.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ever ever after</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/R2IknqLIgpI/AAAAAAAAAEY/FjWRgrFZvnU/s1600-h/smile..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143713988165010066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/R2IknqLIgpI/AAAAAAAAAEY/FjWRgrFZvnU/s400/smile..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It makes me so happy when you smile or say hi to me,&lt;br /&gt;because I know that for just a moment,&lt;br /&gt;I've crossed your mind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't have the words to make you feel better,&lt;br /&gt;but I do have the arms to give you a hug, ears to listen to whatever you want to talk about,&lt;br /&gt;and I have a heart;&lt;br /&gt;a heart that's aching to see you smile again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-75193627441074366?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/75193627441074366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/75193627441074366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/12/ever-ever-after.html' title='ever ever after'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/R2IknqLIgpI/AAAAAAAAAEY/FjWRgrFZvnU/s72-c/smile..jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-1605239110742155067</id><published>2007-12-11T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:23:19.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so close</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/R2IN46LIglI/AAAAAAAAAD4/NjdGuila2-w/s1600-h/PC110707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/R2IN46LIglI/AAAAAAAAAD4/NjdGuila2-w/s400/PC110707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143688995750314578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/R2IN5aLIgmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/wsw_dWudhSo/s1600-h/PC110709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/R2IN5aLIgmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/wsw_dWudhSo/s400/PC110709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143689004340249186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/R2IN5qLIgnI/AAAAAAAAAEI/z0KnutO-4xk/s1600-h/PC110718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/R2IN5qLIgnI/AAAAAAAAAEI/z0KnutO-4xk/s400/PC110718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143689008635216498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/R2IN6KLIgoI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/N-V8m0BZch8/s1600-h/PC110721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/R2IN6KLIgoI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/N-V8m0BZch8/s400/PC110721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143689017225151106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was ODAC's Secondary 4 &amp;amp; Mr Jiow's farewell. Before meeting Andrea, Daphlyn &amp;amp; Kellyn, I went to school to buy books. Then met them and went Bugis to supposedly shop for Andrea's dress. But went to Taka instead and found a dress for her at Forever21.&lt;br /&gt;So we were late but oh well. Seoul Garden &lt;3 Charlotte and I went to the counter so many times regarding the bill. Boy it was embarassing. But I had fun (: Joshua is cute &amp;amp; adorable! The ultimate pedophile would have to be Vanessa.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to watch Enchanted. (Again.) We laughed so much as though we haven't seen the movie before. Get this, 16 ODAC-ians in the same cinema. Ultimate man! Another ODAC outing soon? &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-1605239110742155067?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/1605239110742155067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/1605239110742155067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-close.html' title='so close'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/R2IN46LIglI/AAAAAAAAAD4/NjdGuila2-w/s72-c/PC110707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-1362495923226054492</id><published>2007-12-04T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:23:20.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/R1ui-oPfu4I/AAAAAAAAADo/0h4tdFm6vOs/s1600-h/one_big_happy_ball___by_poop_art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/R1ui-oPfu4I/AAAAAAAAADo/0h4tdFm6vOs/s400/one_big_happy_ball___by_poop_art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141882596411554690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I went back to school for peer support leader training. It was really funny. I laughed a lot&lt;br /&gt;Two truths &amp;amp; 1 Lie:&lt;br /&gt;- I am gay. I am lesbian. I am bisexual.&lt;div&gt;- I have long hair. I have short hair. I have no hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go figure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We played games like "Mani See" and the trust game. Then we had to plan our own games then roleplayed to try out. I promise we were the "best" class. Sorry Meldee for calling you "ugly". I think my roleplay was damn good! But we will never get a class like that so it's fine. Haha! I guess being a PSL isn't that bad (: Jocelyn! Let's hope we get a good class. Subset!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-1362495923226054492?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/1362495923226054492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/1362495923226054492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-dream.html' title='just a dream'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/R1ui-oPfu4I/AAAAAAAAADo/0h4tdFm6vOs/s72-c/one_big_happy_ball___by_poop_art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-5641512484841750058</id><published>2007-12-03T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T05:46:28.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why do i love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Saturday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparation for the fun fair. Loads of rolling of newspaper balls and usage of masking tape. Had fun after that making the star wars movie. It was really funny with all the stupid actions. You guys make me laugh, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUNFAIR&lt;3 Went for 945am mass with Guan, Teresa and Sly. Then went to the canteen to help in the stalls. The games were really nice but were shit easy. Gerald came and played too. He's so cute. Cedric came and did the "Pharaoh" dance for me too. Kids are really adorable. Had a lot of fun running from "Save Baby Moses" to "Jonah and the Whale" to "Promised Land". Then I had painting on my hand by Teresa (: Sorry Lim for kicking your chair. Not like the soya bean your were holding spilled and it got all over your head or anything.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we went to Hub to eat. After that Mike &amp;amp; I cabbed. Not like after I left the cab I told him "Don't fall asleep" but he still did and the driver drove past his house or anything. Thank you LDM-ers for today.&lt;br /&gt;Mindi! You missed out on the fun :D But you're back now (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-5641512484841750058?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/5641512484841750058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/5641512484841750058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/12/why-do-i-love-you.html' title='why do i love you'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-2472558217550398083</id><published>2007-11-28T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T09:06:20.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell me baby</title><content type='html'>I just came back from my chalet and I want to go back. Though it was not exciting whatsoever, I still loved it because of my cousins (:&lt;br /&gt;We went to Escape, went cycling, watch shows, played the laptop and many more things. The late nights and talks were funny and entertaining. With my younger cousin crying because she fell into a puddle of water and because her younger brother punching her tooth out, there were lots of laughter. Though we slept anyhow we liked, we still enjoyed it. I know I enjoyed sleeping on the floor and even on the bed that would split anytime. I really want to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can only think of the whole pile of homework I have - E maths, A maths, Chinese, History, etc. I really don't want to do them. Oh, but I'm looking forward to getting my new phone and the Taiwan trip at the end of the year. Then it would be mugging mugging and more mugging next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-2472558217550398083?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/2472558217550398083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/2472558217550398083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/11/tell-me-baby.html' title='tell me baby'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-591592527947565645</id><published>2007-11-24T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:23:20.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>billy brown</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136422628733338498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/R0g9Krntw4I/AAAAAAAAADU/2pThfh8Su7Y/s400/teach_me_how_by_super_glue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My holidays are like so wasted. I haven't started on any holiday homework and apparently I have a lot of homework. But it's okay. Not like I do homework all the time so if I "forget" some homework, it's fine.&lt;br /&gt;I am super tired now after coming back from council camp. Thank you "Dharlynnie" - Wing Lam, Sarah Ho, Petrina, Hanisah and Jessica. We had a lot of fun in the train on our way to Changi Airport that is for sure with Jessica's slow reaction to all the games and her ignorance to who "died" in the game. I had a lot of fun in the train despite all the staring that we got because of Petrina. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Meldee. I hate you for whacking me in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm going to chalet tomorrow for 4 days. Then when I come back, Justina would be back in Singapore :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-591592527947565645?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/591592527947565645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/591592527947565645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-holidays-are-like-so-wasted.html' title='billy brown'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/R0g9Krntw4I/AAAAAAAAADU/2pThfh8Su7Y/s72-c/teach_me_how_by_super_glue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-3007676020287083288</id><published>2007-11-13T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T04:31:13.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>all i need is you</title><content type='html'>I MISS CHIANGMAI!&lt;br /&gt;I MISS EVERYONE THERE - CHILDREN, GATEWAY GIRLS, PII PII, PEACE!&lt;br /&gt;I MISS EVERYTHING THERE - THE SCHOOL, THE CHURCH, THE VILLAGE!&lt;br /&gt;I MISS EVERY SINGLE MOMENT THAT I WAS THERE!&lt;br /&gt;I MISS CHIANGMAI SOOOOOOOO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;I MISS HOW WE CANNOT COMMUNICATE PROPERLY WITH THE CHILDREN &amp;amp; THEN LAUGH ABOUT IT LATER!&lt;br /&gt;I MISS CALLING EVERYONE PIIs AND NONGs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT AFTER ALL, IT WAS A FUN AND ENRICHING TRIP. IF ONLY IT DIDN'T HAVE TO END SO EARLY. BUT I'M HAPPY AND THOSE MEMORIES ARE GOING TO LAST FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-3007676020287083288?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/3007676020287083288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/3007676020287083288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/11/all-i-need-is-you.html' title='all i need is you'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-1000790052288760069</id><published>2007-10-28T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T06:25:35.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Church was the same. More laughing and giggling.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dinner at the Club. The birthday cake was just funny. It was super frozen. And so the mango cake became ice cream cake.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I packed my Chiangmai things already. I can't believe whatever I packed is for 11 days. It seem too little.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have no intention of passing Chinese 'O's so I am not bothered to study it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;:DD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-1000790052288760069?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/1000790052288760069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/1000790052288760069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/10/angel.html' title='angel'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-7932811478459200397</id><published>2007-10-27T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T07:23:02.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Z</title><content type='html'>So school has been ultimately boring. Sneaking around playing card games, running over to 3/3's classroom to talk and doing Mathematics holiday homework in class. It really is damn shitty. But there was the roller blading activity. Still, boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Chiangmai trip has made me one busy girl with all the packing, briefings and meetings. I went for CIP on 2 days too. And I really want to go back there. Although on Thursday I did nothing but photocopy assessment books and then got bullied, I still want to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Chinese 'O' is on Wednesday and I did nothing to prepare myself for it. I'm leaving for Chiangmai on Friday and I haven't found all my things, not even a bag to contain the things. And I haven't finished &lt;u&gt;YOUR&lt;/u&gt; present. I should be panicking now and running off to study. But I can't be bothered. I'm really too tired to care about all these things anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's briefing for parents was fun. Valerie and I ate a lot. Until I didn't eat lunch.&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I CUT MY HAIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not like anyone will notice when I go back to school. It always happens. Even like this time I cut 3 inches, nobody is going to see it. I promise. But I'm still happy about my hair. It feels so much lighter so it's easier to manage it in Chiangmai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should go and &lt;s&gt;study&lt;/s&gt; sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-7932811478459200397?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/7932811478459200397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/7932811478459200397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/10/mr-z.html' title='Mr Z'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-5515568358893061639</id><published>2007-10-20T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T07:03:29.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baby i'm yours</title><content type='html'>Thursday, October 18, 2007&lt;br /&gt;I went to the science centre to sleep. I sat next to Lianne Pok during the movie. I promise the penguin was adorable. It's freaking cute. Penguins are nice animals and really cute. So, tried to stay awake for the movie but I failed. Then we had to listen to a lecture. I really tried my best, but I just had to sleep. After that, it was our breaktime.&lt;br /&gt;Sam, Aly, Lianne &amp;amp; I were refugees. We bought some finger food to eat and then headed back to school where I once again slept in the bus. I slept too much (: But it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, October 19, 2007&lt;br /&gt;I got back all my results already.&lt;br /&gt;2As, 2Bs and 4cs.&lt;br /&gt;Not that bad, considering that I didn't really study much for all the examinations. Anne &amp;amp; I passed all subjects (: So anyway, I only became happy after Chemistry lesson about my A Maths marks. A bit slow.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Alyssa, I'll always remember that you ran away and left me alone. Hmph! I hate you forever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Sam, thanks for the treat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-5515568358893061639?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/5515568358893061639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/5515568358893061639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/10/baby-im-yours.html' title='baby i&apos;m yours'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-852539279539733764</id><published>2007-10-13T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:23:20.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/RxCWHzTaykI/AAAAAAAAADM/ZkorWxGf6pY/s1600-h/P1000476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120757837095160386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/RxCWHzTaykI/AAAAAAAAADM/ZkorWxGf6pY/s400/P1000476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/RxCVkDTayjI/AAAAAAAAADE/EwfVYn09j0o/s1600-h/P1000360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120757222914837042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/RxCVkDTayjI/AAAAAAAAADE/EwfVYn09j0o/s400/P1000360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;East Coast Park yesterday :D&lt;br /&gt;Cycling &amp;amp; Cards &amp;amp; more cards &amp;amp; eating &amp;amp; cards.&lt;br /&gt;We were waiting in the shelter for the rain to come but in the end it didn't.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after cycling, while some went to play in the sea and tan, Anne Sam &amp;amp; I played cards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learnt how to play 2 people taiti, &amp;amp; Anne sucks at that game like mad. I won at Deng also. Anne sucks at card games man. Even at the hawker centre, she had to shuffle the cards so many times because she kept losing. The one time she won was because I was her partner :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After East Coast, night movie with Val, her sisters, Jing Wei, Amelia, Regi, Jing Fei &amp;amp; Bryan. Mr Woodcock is a super super funny, hilarious and awesome movie. I laughed like mad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before the movie, I made Nicole &amp;amp; Val say "Pretty please with a cherry on top" so that they can get popcorn when the popcorn didn't even belong to me. But the movie was really really funny that I laughed a lot. Hahaha! I still love the burgler part. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"John's a very common name. It could be a burgler named John."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-852539279539733764?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/852539279539733764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/852539279539733764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-miss-you.html' title='i miss you'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/RxCWHzTaykI/AAAAAAAAADM/ZkorWxGf6pY/s72-c/P1000476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-5570769906902594844</id><published>2007-10-10T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T06:02:20.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's hard to say</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EXAMS ARE OVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very tired. I don't wish to relive the days ever again. It's horrible. None of the papers were well done but I'm happy it's over. Though it might not be well done and I might see more of the Red Sea, it's fine. I'm really over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO LIANNE KOH &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-5570769906902594844?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/5570769906902594844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/5570769906902594844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-hard-to-say.html' title='it&apos;s hard to say'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-8362579263394500964</id><published>2007-09-26T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:23:21.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard To Say</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114466302712007202" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/Rvo8ATTayiI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Y2UMkmO7t0A/s400/Have+Lost.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/Rvo75zTayhI/AAAAAAAAAC0/dFKJYYpTZMY/s1600-h/004_tv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114466191042857490" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/Rvo75zTayhI/AAAAAAAAAC0/dFKJYYpTZMY/s400/004_tv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/Rvo7jTTaygI/AAAAAAAAACs/XpNrYAEIwFw/s1600-h/kkkkkkkkkererds.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114465804495800834" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/Rvo7jTTaygI/AAAAAAAAACs/XpNrYAEIwFw/s400/kkkkkkkkkererds.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's studying was productive :D Thank You Alyssa, Anne &amp;amp; Amanda :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm not very sure if I'm gonna finish my studying by examination date, but &lt;u&gt;I'll try.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; Beating ___________ would be my goal :D So would the present I would get - iPod Touch :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-8362579263394500964?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/8362579263394500964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/8362579263394500964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/09/todays-studying-was-productive-d-thank.html' title='Hard To Say'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/Rvo8ATTayiI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Y2UMkmO7t0A/s72-c/Have+Lost.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-278992972600049750</id><published>2007-09-16T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:23:21.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>slipped away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/Ruz0YRvrT8I/AAAAAAAAACM/NaYh2Sw3FYY/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110728375076081602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/Ruz0YRvrT8I/AAAAAAAAACM/NaYh2Sw3FYY/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO PANDA IS GOOD FOR YOU! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO PANDA MAKES YOU HAPPY! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-278992972600049750?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/278992972600049750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/278992972600049750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/09/slipped-away.html' title='slipped away'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/Ruz0YRvrT8I/AAAAAAAAACM/NaYh2Sw3FYY/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-6421080521758916065</id><published>2007-09-15T05:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T05:49:33.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i've gotta go my own way</title><content type='html'>INVEST WAS DA BOMBZXZXZX. But I still don't like the uniform. Hosting STC was nice, they were very very nice people. Amanda Goh was laughing at anything &amp;amp; everything. After that at around 10 plus, we went to the canteen. And then, *roll eyes*. After that Amanda Goh &amp;amp; I went to help Nerine. At 11, we went to stand at the gate and said "Thank you for coming."&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in the perorming arts room isn't exactly very nice because some people were snoring like mad and at 6.30am, all alarms started ringing - I heard "Good Morning Baltimore". So we wanted to order Macs but then they said they're gonna take 1 hour to come so Meldee &amp;amp; Kit Yee when to walk to the Macs and buy for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Maths lesson was horrible, I felt like sleeping every minute of the class.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I must study study &amp;amp; study.&lt;br /&gt;I must try and do well for End of Years although it's quite impossible. I'll still try :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-6421080521758916065?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/6421080521758916065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/6421080521758916065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/09/ive-gotta-go-my-own-way.html' title='i&apos;ve gotta go my own way'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-5391346657775952026</id><published>2007-09-08T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:23:21.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/RuKp4mXrkHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/AkFScvIE0Ww/s1600-h/Confirmation%252B009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107831717229203570" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/RuKp4mXrkHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/AkFScvIE0Ww/s320/Confirmation%252B009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/RuKp42XrkII/AAAAAAAAACE/D-qDHQqHugs/s1600-h/Confirmation%252B010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107831721524170882" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/RuKp42XrkII/AAAAAAAAACE/D-qDHQqHugs/s320/Confirmation%252B010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Confirmation Lianne Evangeline Koh Ming Yi.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Confirmation Amanda Christine Thian Wen Ling.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Confirmation Catherine May Tang.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Clarissa Denise Chan Li Ying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the confirmation girls looked pretty and great. Sitting with Clare and Anne in mass was just super funny. Talking about "zebra", sushi, the ceiling and much more. Becky&amp;amp;Val&amp;amp;Aly were super late because they got off at the wrong stop and got lost. After the whole thing, Thian's dad treated us to ice cream. Yum Yum &lt;3 We spent so long choosing a game that in the end, we didn't even play a single proper one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-5391346657775952026?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/5391346657775952026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/5391346657775952026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-confirmation-lianne-evangeline.html' title='Sunshine'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/RuKp4mXrkHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/AkFScvIE0Ww/s72-c/Confirmation%252B009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-3181874381273186672</id><published>2007-08-31T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:23:22.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you can't stop the beat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY TEACHERS' DAY ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This years' teachers' day was so much better than last year. From the concert with TwoOne 06 to the fashion parade with the skits and the video of the teachers. The teachers were really sporting with their costumes and all. Mr Armstrong and his Bollywood costume (He looked like a Taliban terrorist. No offence), Mrs Tan and her cowboy costume, and the cute Flintstones Family, the Kung Fu mathematics teachers and the Casino Royale Humanities Teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/RtgHMGXrkGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/dBr67TNIjUY/s1600-h/IMG_0365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104838082074218594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/RtgHMGXrkGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/dBr67TNIjUY/s320/IMG_0365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole thing, Anne, Sam and I went to watch HairSpray after walking to 3 places. Sorry Eliza, Becky, Thian &amp;amp; Lianne for walking around with us. Before the show started, we were sitting and staring at the scenery of a wall because we were freaking poor. The show was totally worth watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Edna Turnblad: And you just can't stop my knife and fork when I see a Christmas ham!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Penny Pingleton: (After Tracy got rejected) I think they secretly liked you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Velma Von Tussle: They're just kids, that's why we have to steer them in the white direction.&lt;br /&gt;Corny Collins: [pause] RIGHT direction?&lt;br /&gt;Velma Von Tussle: Isn't that what I said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Corny Collins: Who cares about sleep when you can snooze in school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Teacher: Oh, and Mr. Larkin, perhaps you'd like to share with the rest of the class, Patrick Henry's immortal last words?&lt;br /&gt;Link Larkin: Kiss my ass?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-3181874381273186672?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/3181874381273186672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/3181874381273186672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-cant-stop-beat.html' title='you can&apos;t stop the beat'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/RtgHMGXrkGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/dBr67TNIjUY/s72-c/IMG_0365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-8572920670630720497</id><published>2007-08-30T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T07:27:14.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bet on it</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Wednesday 29th August 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The HCL girls were on "Zao An Ni Hao". Anne, Alyssa &amp; I were pretty pissed &amp;amp; I shall not elaborate further. But it was fun because we get free aircon and skip lessons (although I'm upset that it was maths!)&lt;br /&gt;After school, Alyssa &amp;amp; I were pretty pissed at Becky because she made us go back to school and make Alyssa worry because she thought she lost her pencil case, ipod and wallet at the same&lt;br /&gt;time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday 30th August 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my role in the skit though, I'm never gonna lift my head in CHIJ ever ever again. It's too embarassing.&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsals for Teachers' Day these few days is going to pay off tomorrow, I promise. The dance although simple is damn cute and it is the work of 2/1 2006 :D We are the BEST class, at least to me (: Although we were split up into the 4 classes, it doesn't change the fact that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I LOVE TWO ONE 2006 &lt;3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-8572920670630720497?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/8572920670630720497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/8572920670630720497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/08/bet-on-it.html' title='bet on it'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-3149218841283846758</id><published>2007-08-23T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T07:35:33.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can't buy me love</title><content type='html'>Reharsal today:D&lt;br /&gt;Fun fun fun &amp; more fun! It's a &lt;u&gt;TOP SECRET&lt;/u&gt; though. Hahaha! But it's really fun fun fun! Cool and amazing, wonderful and awesome too. But I'm really glad that we are actually doing it once again as a class. The feeling is oh-so-beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;That day studying with Anne &amp;amp; Alyssa was damn funny. Hoho! Card &amp; Pandan Bread. Chem, Bio &amp;amp; Lit. It was so not productive I tell you. I just merely sat there and distracted them. I still like pandan bread. It is your best buddy to study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-3149218841283846758?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/3149218841283846758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/3149218841283846758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/08/cant-buy-me-love.html' title='can&apos;t buy me love'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-2988794133041000459</id><published>2007-08-21T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T07:27:29.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grown Up Christmas List</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ALESIA GIAN CHIA YEE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-is screwed for tomorrow's history test&lt;br /&gt;-should not be on the computer now&lt;br /&gt;-studied, well did, mathematics in school today&lt;br /&gt;-went home with 7 stalks of flowers and cookies&lt;br /&gt;-thinks &lt;b&gt;Hitler&lt;/b&gt; is the bomb.&lt;br /&gt;-thinks that &lt;b&gt;Hitler&lt;/b&gt; should not die&lt;br /&gt;-thinks Anne Xue is "childish"&lt;br /&gt;-have to go now :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-2988794133041000459?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/2988794133041000459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/2988794133041000459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/08/grown-up-christmas-list.html' title='Grown Up Christmas List'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-7101692248195810359</id><published>2007-08-18T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T07:28:47.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time after time</title><content type='html'>PromenadePreview&lt;br /&gt;Nice&amp;Excitingg. Andrea&amp;amp;Arianna. Cowbelles, Dumbbells. The view on the second level is so much nicer please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ODAC-RaftBuilding&lt;br /&gt;Super fun! Our raft survived the longest. Took us a while to build it though, but worth it. Then had some event with the bus driver. In the end, we sat on the floor of the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PromenadePreview2&lt;br /&gt;Fun&amp;MuchBetter. We made Valerie laugh because she was performing in front of us for the second act. Gave flowers and then went to eat supper with Anne&amp;amp;Julienne. The talk we had made me laugh &amp;amp; promise not to whine :D&lt;br /&gt;Andrea Andrea, don't be angry :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-7101692248195810359?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/7101692248195810359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/7101692248195810359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/08/time-after-time.html' title='time after time'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-47430479992722402</id><published>2007-08-12T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T04:04:08.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colourblind</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Feeling blue&lt;br /&gt;When I'm trying to forget the feeling&lt;br /&gt;That I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling green&lt;br /&gt;When the jealousy swells and it won't&lt;br /&gt;Go away in dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling yellow&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused inside&lt;br /&gt;A little hazy but mellow&lt;br /&gt;When I feel your eyes on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling fine, sublime&lt;br /&gt;When that smile of yours creeps into my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody told me it feels so good&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said you'd be so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Nobody warned me about your smile&lt;br /&gt;You're the light&lt;br /&gt;You're the light&lt;br /&gt;When I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'm colourblind&lt;br /&gt;You make me colourblind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling red&lt;br /&gt;When you spend all your time with your friends&lt;br /&gt;And not me instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling black&lt;br /&gt;When I think about all of the things that&lt;br /&gt;I feel I lack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling jaded&lt;br /&gt;When it's not gone right&lt;br /&gt;All the colours have faded&lt;br /&gt;Then I feel your eyes on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling fine, sublime&lt;br /&gt;When that smile of yours creeps into my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody told me it feels so good&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said you'd be so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Nobody warned me about your smile&lt;br /&gt;You're the light&lt;br /&gt;You're the light&lt;br /&gt;When I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'm colourblind&lt;br /&gt;You make me colourblind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by the light you shine&lt;br /&gt;The colours fade completely&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by you everytime&lt;br /&gt;I feel your smile defeat me&lt;br /&gt;I'm colourblind&lt;br /&gt;I just can't deny this feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody told me it feels so good&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said you'd be so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Nobody warned me about your smile&lt;br /&gt;You're the light&lt;br /&gt;You're the light&lt;br /&gt;When I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'm colourblind&lt;br /&gt;Nobody told me it feels so good&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said you'd be so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Nobody warned me about your smile&lt;br /&gt;You're the light&lt;br /&gt;You're the light&lt;br /&gt;When I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'm colourblind&lt;br /&gt;You make me colourblind&lt;br /&gt;You make me colourblind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Colourblind" - Darius Danesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your time has already come and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;The last thing that I had heard&lt;br /&gt;You were doing just fine&lt;br /&gt;It seems like just yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I was laughing with you&lt;br /&gt;Playing games at Grandma's house&lt;br /&gt;Well you taught me well, didn't you?&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'm just like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Do they have radios in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;I hope they do&lt;br /&gt;Cause they're playing my song on the radio&lt;br /&gt;And I'm singing it to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left before I had a chance to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But that's the way life usually is&lt;br /&gt;It just passes you by&lt;br /&gt;But you can't hold on to regrets&lt;br /&gt;And you can't look back&lt;br /&gt;So I'll just be thankful for the&lt;br /&gt;Times that I had with you&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'm just like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(repeat chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they don't have radios in heaven&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I'll do&lt;br /&gt;I can bring my guitar when my time is up&lt;br /&gt;And I'll play it for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me can you hear me now&lt;br /&gt;If not, then I can try to sing real loud&lt;br /&gt;What's it like up on the other side of the clouds?&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'm just like you&lt;br /&gt;I hope I turn out to be as good as you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Radios In Heaven" - Plain White T's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-47430479992722402?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/47430479992722402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/47430479992722402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/08/colourblind.html' title='Colourblind'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-5926715128549855622</id><published>2007-08-11T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T06:18:13.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M BACK FROM CAMP :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The camp was quite fun and the kids were damn cute and adorable. I made my very very best friend - Gerald. The walk through MacRitchie wasn't that fun. It was too mosquito-ish. But walking with the children was so much more fun. Our lunch in MacRitchie was eventful too, with the can-opener &amp; monkeys. I didn't eat anything because I was busy trying to work the can-opener and then when we finally figured it out, we had to leave because of the monkeys. Gerald just came praising every facilitator on the way. "Smart, genius, amazing, wonderful, fantastic, awesome and loads more."&lt;br /&gt;We then went to our campsite - Changi Beach. The aeroplanes came passing by. Then I always looked to see if it was "SIA". Then after dinner, we sung songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pharaoh, Pharaoh, whoa baby, let my people go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Aha aha. Yeah Yeah Yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then at night, after we bathed at 1, we played cards and talked. I later went back to the tent. I had the biggest tent because the girls in my tent were super bimbotic, so they complained about the small tent. The next day was pratically nothing, loads of packing up though. Yupe, so that was the camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-5926715128549855622?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/5926715128549855622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/5926715128549855622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/08/beautiful-girl.html' title='Beautiful Girl'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-1154689163558184021</id><published>2007-08-09T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T07:18:17.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 in the morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NATIONAL DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke up early to go to Auntie Donna's school to discuss about the camp. The whole thing was just quite funny and rubbish (: The kids works were damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Naughty List.&lt;br /&gt;If I could be naughty for one day...&lt;br /&gt;"I would go under my mummy's skirt."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is seriously naughty man! Then after that lunch at AMK Hub. Macs. Oh then we asked Michael to ask Kim to watch fireworks with him. &amp;amp; he did. After that he took the phone and went somewhere to secretly talk to Kim. Tsk tsk Michael.&lt;br /&gt;After that, I rushed home to see my cousins. Hahaha! This year NDP was so not-interesting. It's too not-nice.&lt;br /&gt;I have to go now. I need to prepare for my camp tomorrow. I haven't packed ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-1154689163558184021?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/1154689163558184021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/1154689163558184021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/08/4-in-morning.html' title='4 in the morning'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-735604554761723323</id><published>2007-08-08T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T07:05:16.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Than Words Can Say</title><content type='html'>Today was National Day Celebration. I still hate emcee-ing. But it's over so whatever :D After the celebration, Andrea, Arianna, Pearlyn &amp; I went to eat lunch together. We went to Orchard Food Republic &amp;amp; it was pretty amusing seeing Pearlyn &amp;amp; Andrea complaining about their Hokkien Mee because they didn't like Bean Sprouts. Anyway after that, we rushed back to school and luckily we weren't late.&lt;br /&gt;High Ropes was quite scary. The stupid wind was blowing like mad and I was shivering when I was on the thing. But I managed to complete it :D So did everyone in my group. Stella was the most bimbotic one. "Stop talking. Stop laughing. The ships are so big." They we did flying fox and abseiling. It was overall a damn fun experience. The instructors were damn funny too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh my gosh, I think I need a manicure.&lt;br /&gt;The sun, the sweat is messing up my golden hair.&lt;br /&gt;Red, blue, yellow skin.&lt;br /&gt;What's the colour of my skin?&lt;br /&gt;I don't care. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the stupid score.&lt;br /&gt;Go go fight fight.&lt;br /&gt;(Bimbo Sigh) I hope I look alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a B-I&lt;br /&gt;Oh never mind.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bimbo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 above cheers are dedicated to STELLA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-735604554761723323?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/735604554761723323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/735604554761723323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/08/more-than-words-can-say.html' title='More Than Words Can Say'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-398587963518816669</id><published>2007-08-03T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T06:55:40.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>your love is beautiful</title><content type='html'>Andrea House today :D It was damn productive (Yeah right.) We ate noodles, then watched Good Burger. The show was damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Welcome to Good Burger home of the good burgers. May I take your order?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kyle wants the Recipe!&lt;br /&gt;Who's Kyle?&lt;br /&gt;I'm Kyle!&lt;br /&gt;I'm Ed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm aware.&lt;br /&gt;I thought you said you were Kyle?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was a little of mathematics and geography and then, fish, waffles, apple juice time. Hahah! We ate a lot didn't we Andrea? And Andrea was fantasising about this Cat High Guy who came and ask her to donate at her house. "He has nice hair." "Maybe he'll come and ask me again." Tsk tsk Andrea. Haha. Then when we were eating waffles, Andrea went to hit this pin and it hit her head!&lt;br /&gt;I talked to Timothy Tan today! He walked one whole round to show me his purple juice :D Haha! That cute boy. Damn adorable!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-398587963518816669?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/398587963518816669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/398587963518816669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/08/your-love-is-beautiful.html' title='your love is beautiful'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-2665032066864748749</id><published>2007-07-29T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T07:36:09.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>space cowboy (yippie-yi-yay)</title><content type='html'>The whole of last week, I was damn weird - Not going down for recess, listening to PHYSICS, not eating for 25 hours. But I enjoyed the best recess with Lianne, talking about the person whose chair she was sitting on, about a particular teacher screwing her upside down &amp; of course I tortured Lianne with the longest binomial theorem. But she did it in the end (: Yeah for Lianne pok:D&lt;br /&gt;And ODAC Rock Climbing wasn't exactly very fun with the drizzle, the scolding and all. But I guess the climbing part was okay. Nissa; I didn't scream like a bimbo right? &amp; I didn't break my nail :D Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Today's church was okay I guess. I went at around 8.45am(?) to sent up the tents and all that. The first tent was too smelly and dusty! So we changed it. Didn't really do much after that. Then I went to mass. Justina the idiot made me walk out during the gospel and fetch her because she didn't wear her contacts. Cat Class was well, ______ I guess because Melissa didn't come. We were released early so I went home and finished up my "PROJECT AIDS" which I did, well I haven't pieced the brochure together yet. &amp; I haven't studied Additional Mathematics and I have a test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Fuck It!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-2665032066864748749?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/2665032066864748749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/2665032066864748749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/07/space-cowboy-yippie-yi-yay.html' title='space cowboy (yippie-yi-yay)'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-6252132614091927300</id><published>2007-07-27T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:23:22.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haters</title><content type='html'>Andrea's house is super dusty but fun I guess. Though she's a bad student, it's damn fun lah. Hahah! The only thing that was missing was Timothy Tan Jun Jie! He's Andrea's brother :D Adorable Boy! Impossible Quiz after studying. We managed to go to Epic 10 and finished 2 questions :DD&lt;br /&gt;Before I go, Here's a picture of CuteTimothy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/RqnIRrN8KPI/AAAAAAAAABs/FoWk5HuCIog/s1600-h/24733366724754l%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091821059703580914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/RqnIRrN8KPI/AAAAAAAAABs/FoWk5HuCIog/s320/24733366724754l%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-6252132614091927300?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/6252132614091927300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/6252132614091927300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/07/andrea-is-idiot.html' title='Haters'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/RqnIRrN8KPI/AAAAAAAAABs/FoWk5HuCIog/s72-c/24733366724754l%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-1477137026021724938</id><published>2007-07-20T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T03:56:12.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gone</title><content type='html'>Racial Harmony Day was &lt;s&gt;quite&lt;/s&gt; &lt;u&gt;bad&lt;/u&gt;. Our ration cards went down the drain because nobody was actually using it. Oh well, then came the problem about the popiah. Everybody was just taking and making it by themselves. So we had to stop the whole thing and in the end, we were the ones making the popiah :D It's damn nice please (:&lt;br /&gt;After that, the steamer didn't work (Lousy!) So Lianne and I went down to ask the auntie to &lt;i&gt;boil&lt;/i&gt; for us. Then after that oh well, the crowd just came coming. And there was 15 times of "Attention all students, most of the food here are NON-HALAL. The only halal food is the ondeh ondeh. Please ask the student facilitators about the food." After a while, it was damn irritating. So anyway after that was just clearing up and fussing about our lost and thrown away things.&lt;br /&gt;Then from 12.25p.m to 1.40p.m, Anne and I was just in the canteen asking people to eat ondeh ondeh.&lt;br /&gt;I just finished tuition and man it was boring. I fell asleep and even asked to go to the toilet so I can sleep on the sofa :D &amp;amp; like Fuck, I have to go back to school tomorrow to take my books that I've left under the table. Smart me man :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-1477137026021724938?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/1477137026021724938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/1477137026021724938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/07/gone.html' title='gone'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-2162966181213277729</id><published>2007-07-19T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T07:06:44.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i need to be in love</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANNE XUE PEIYING MY NOISY &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty much slack slack and more slack. After school we had Fausta Tan's meeting which was quite rubbish. Then after that lunch at TP interchange. Then I had to go home and help my maid to make the wanton.&lt;br /&gt;Anne Xue had a really BIG and FUNNY(Not funny to some people) problem. Then she was so scared to tell Fausta Tan. But in the end she told him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Racial Harmony Day and YAY, it means skipping class and having more fun with NEagles :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-2162966181213277729?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/2162966181213277729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/2162966181213277729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-need-to-be-in-love.html' title='i need to be in love'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-1806362390268182626</id><published>2007-07-14T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T04:41:27.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>born to make you happy</title><content type='html'>Anne's Birthday Celebration&lt;br /&gt;It started with a movie then dinner at Anne's house.&lt;br /&gt;The movie was eventful I guess. Firstly, this bunch of people came in 1 hour after the whole movie started. Then we found out that we had 1 seat short and the woman next to Valerie was taking Audrey/Mine seat.&lt;br /&gt;Valerie: "Excuse me, it this your seat?"&lt;br /&gt;Woman: "No"&lt;br /&gt;Valerie: "Where is your seat?"&lt;br /&gt;Woman: "J"&lt;br /&gt;Valerie: "Where is that?"&lt;br /&gt;Woman: "A few rows back."&lt;br /&gt;Valerie: "This is my friend's seat."&lt;br /&gt;Woman: "Where is your friend?"&lt;br /&gt;Valerie: *pointing in front "There. Can you move?"&lt;br /&gt;Woman: "The movie started already. I don't want to move."&lt;br /&gt;Valerie: "But my friend really needs the seat."&lt;br /&gt;Woman: *Ignores and continues watching the movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiot people. How can Singaporeans be so unreasonable? Urg. So after that, Audrey and I had to share a seat and sit like on the cup holder that part there. So painful.&lt;br /&gt;At Anne's house, we ate a lot of satay. And we played bridge (Anne, Lianne, Samantha &amp; Amanda. Take turns) While playing, we were watching Aladdin too. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ANNEXUEPEIYING; I'll get your present real soon. I promise.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-1806362390268182626?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/1806362390268182626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/1806362390268182626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/07/born-to-make-you-happy.html' title='born to make you happy'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-4926800782911205978</id><published>2007-07-10T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T06:13:22.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>little girl</title><content type='html'>YEAH ORAL IS SO BLOODY SCREWED&lt;br /&gt;But I'm happy it's over :D&lt;br /&gt;Because I don't have to stress over it anymore :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow there's Additional Mathematics Test.&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, I cannot be bothered (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-4926800782911205978?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/4926800782911205978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/4926800782911205978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/07/little-girl.html' title='little girl'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-8010876818880884863</id><published>2007-07-07T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T05:12:09.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>teenagers</title><content type='html'>Archdiocesan Youth Rally 2007 :D&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go for the first part in church because I went to meet Justina Guan Yingyi, the big fat pig!, then we went to macs to attempt to study but anyway we didn't. After that Mindi &amp; Germaine came to join us. At around 4.10(?), we went to subway to get our dinner. Then we headed to church. We went to get our shirt before eating our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;After that, I found out that we were split into groups and we have to sit in our groups in the bus. Well, my group was the camp group and I was the only girl in my group and no other people was in my bus. So the whole bus ride was super boring besides occasional talking.&lt;br /&gt;By the time we reached the Expo, it was about 6 already. &amp;amp; we were the second last or last church to reach (Talk about being punctual). So we went into the Expo and it was super dark. I went to sit next to Mindi &amp; Ugenie &amp;amp;amp; Annabelle &amp; Jacqualine &amp;amp; Germaine. Justina &amp; Teresa was sitting in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;During praise and worship, I saw: Rebekah &amp;amp; Clarissa &amp; Lianne &amp;amp;amp;amp;amp; Amanda &amp; Anne &amp;amp; Valerie &amp; Catherine &amp;amp; Kathleen &amp; So many more IJ girls. I think the play that they put up was very lame and stupid. I didn't understand a lot so I kept asking who is this, who is that.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I realised that Christ the King is a super super noisy church &amp;amp; a big one too. We had like 6 buses to charter the whole church. On the bus ride home, I was like sleeping because I was super tired. This time, Mindi, Ugenie, Annabelle &amp;amp; Germaine joined my bus too. But I was too tired to talk. When we went back to church, the church was locked! Hahaha! But I just cabbed back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"2/3 of God's name is GO!"&lt;br /&gt;"Get Up, Go..." Jonah 1:2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-8010876818880884863?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/8010876818880884863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/8010876818880884863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/07/when-youre-gone_01.html' title='teenagers'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-3443391816210900467</id><published>2007-07-06T05:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T05:20:44.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when you're gone</title><content type='html'>NE meeting yesterday was quite interesting and fun (well except for one section). Gladys oh Gladys, He made your day didn't he? Anne, Alyssa, Gladys, Samantha &amp; Lianne :D Oh how interesting it was. Hahaha, and a lot of things happened. But I cannot blog so (:&lt;br /&gt;Today was super annoying and irritating! I got scolded for no particular reason and I'm very pissed! &amp;amp; I hate that teacher and now she thinks I'm an irresponsible person who pushes things to people to do. Wth. Stupid VF &gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-3443391816210900467?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/3443391816210900467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/3443391816210900467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/07/when-youre-gone.html' title='when you&apos;re gone'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-574297197085565277</id><published>2007-06-29T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T06:01:28.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shootshagmarry</title><content type='html'>I think school is boring nowadays. It's utter rubbish man. But if not for recess and after school lunch, I think I would have died by now.&lt;br /&gt;Today's Youth Day was -no comments-. The whole thing started with a mass (as usual) and then performance by the Catholic High School's orchestra &amp; wushu. Then there was a cheerleading performance too. The performance was okay but the location just sucks!&lt;br /&gt;Imagine sitting in a hall with the whole school with you (that's still okay) and you have panels of tinted glass at the side that prevents the wind from coming in the hall (Now that sucks!). It sucks to know that your hall would have air-conditioners but they are not switched on.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway lessons was bearable, I guess. Fell asleep in RME &amp;amp; Maths. Then I had lunch with Anne, Lianne, Samantha &amp; Valerie at Pastamania. ShootShagMarry was stupid. So we played 2 rounds having the teachers edition round too. HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Chinese Oral is coming. Fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-574297197085565277?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/574297197085565277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/574297197085565277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/06/shootshagmarry.html' title='shootshagmarry'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-6729895418781723781</id><published>2007-06-23T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:23:22.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a different beat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;B &amp; C DIVISION CHAMPIONS!&lt;br /&gt;Although we lost one race to National Junior College, I know that ODAC has done well (: I will miss all the trainings that took away my June Holiday, but there's always next year (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079949178727054802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/Rn-a3QMQPdI/AAAAAAAAABc/PIPoPw8oeYw/s320/n557930651_667216_4359.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;IJ ODAC CHAMPIONS! &lt;3&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079949178727054786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/Rn-a3QMQPcI/AAAAAAAAABU/6SmqZHZApxg/s320/n557930651_667212_3150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Stupid Ahmad! I was dared to put this up ):&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole event, I went to Anne's house to bathe and prepare for Thian's birthday :D The shower thing fell on me! Then I was so scared but Sam fixed it. So anyway, the dinner was really funny with us having different names like "Pooh Bear, Barbie, Doll, Snow White..." But it was really very fun. Hoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMANDA THIAN :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-6729895418781723781?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/6729895418781723781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/6729895418781723781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/06/different-beat.html' title='a different beat'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/Rn-a3QMQPdI/AAAAAAAAABc/PIPoPw8oeYw/s72-c/n557930651_667216_4359.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-6520966600690090865</id><published>2007-06-21T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T07:11:09.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>testing the strong ones</title><content type='html'>Alesia Asshole Ahmad Ali Anastasia Ang.&lt;br /&gt;Nissa Naughty Nigel Natasha Nathan Ng.&lt;br /&gt;(My name is so much nicer :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho! Today's training was okay. I'm really nervous for Saturday's competition. &amp;&amp;amp; moreover, out jersey is super emo - Red&amp;Black. But oh well, after training, we all had fun waiting for the bus and in the bus. Vanessa was like shouting "Ahmad" into my ear with a very funny face which made Nigel, Pearlyn &amp;amp; Me laugh like mad. Pearlyn was also making me laugh a lot by quarreling. Then in the bus, we all took 2 seats by ourselves &amp;amp; fell asleep in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Nissa Naughty Nigel Natasha Nathan Ng has cordinally invited YOU to our dragonboating competition. It is a one and only chance that you can scream and shout your heads off regardless of what the person next to you thinks of you. So why wouldn't you come down and cheer and jump like a mad retard? Moreover, it's freee :D&lt;br /&gt;Nissa would love you if you come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-6520966600690090865?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/6520966600690090865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/6520966600690090865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/06/testing-strong-ones.html' title='testing the strong ones'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-992711398550461439</id><published>2007-06-19T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T03:15:12.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>be the first to believe</title><content type='html'>Church camp was &lt;s&gt;fun&lt;/s&gt; okay.&lt;br /&gt;Justina Guan Yingyi, I swear you are the funniest person alive :D Waking me up so early in the morning. And Justinan is super cute. He shoke my hand man! Hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Annabelle, JUSTINA, Lorraine, Mindi, Teresa and Ugenie for making this camp enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd June 2007.&lt;br /&gt;1.50p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Bedok Reservoir.&lt;br /&gt;You are invited to support CHIJ Toa Payoh for our Dragonboat Competition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-992711398550461439?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/992711398550461439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/992711398550461439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/06/be-first-to-believe.html' title='be the first to believe'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-7464041638119938206</id><published>2007-06-15T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T05:40:09.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>remember when it rained</title><content type='html'>CHURCH CAMP TOMORROW UNTIL MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;Training first before going for camp, &lt;s&gt;I think&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be too tired ): But, AHHH!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's &lt;u&gt;BIG PROJECT&lt;/u&gt; was quite okay &amp;amp; messy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-7464041638119938206?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/7464041638119938206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/7464041638119938206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/06/remember-when-it-rained.html' title='remember when it rained'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-4681261126876408654</id><published>2007-06-14T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T07:08:43.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love today</title><content type='html'>Training on &lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt; was slack because of the rain. But after the rain I went to meet AXPY then we went to watch Shrek 3. I was freezing in the cinema please. Stupid AXPY ditched me after that for tuition so I took the Red Line to Marina Bay to get seats before going the other way to Bishan &amp; then HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training on &lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt; is bloody tiring. Sharon put me in front because she wanted me to stretch more. But I think I failed her ): So training on Saturday is super important because we are doing racesets. So I think I'm going for church camp &lt;b&gt;LATE&lt;/b&gt; but it's okay I guess. SORRY JUSTINA GUAN YINGYI! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-4681261126876408654?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/4681261126876408654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/4681261126876408654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/06/love-today.html' title='love today'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-7028645724219031594</id><published>2007-06-07T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T03:00:21.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fixing a broken heart</title><content type='html'>Hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday's Training.&lt;br /&gt;It was okay. Then after that, we went to eat. Me, Stella, Vanessa &amp; Andrea. After that we bought a cake for Pearlyn because it was her BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PEARLYN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, we wanted to surprise her but it was not kinda surprise already because she knew already. So like anyway, Vanessa made this baby cry. Then we sang her a birthday song at Food Junction. Then we headed to town. We made so much noise. Sharon &amp;amp; XueYun were being so funny. "Come on girls, let's go!" Then we ended up at Far East where Sharon &amp; XueYun treated us to Gelare :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Training.&lt;br /&gt;It was painful and tiring. We had to hold there for really really long. But when Sharon went over to the other side, we sort of had "fun". We kept rowing until we were in the shade. So anyway after that, Andrea&amp;amp;Nissa&amp;Stella&amp;amp;I left the rest because they wanted to watch Shrek 3. We went to Suntec to eat PizzaHut. After that, we were like POOR! Poor like anything. We went around and looked at everything below $2 )):&lt;br /&gt;After that we decided to go eat Macs. Then we played "Bom Pi Pi" Because &lt;i&gt;Andrea started it&lt;/i&gt;. In the end Andrea&amp;I won. While walking to the MRT, we were like figuring what our names sounded like because &lt;i&gt;Andrea started it&lt;/i&gt;. Then we sat the MRT to Marina Bay before taking it back so we had seats! In the MRT, we threw our buttseats here and there because &lt;i&gt;Andrea started it&lt;/i&gt;. So anyway some people were smiling at us while some were like... never mind. I kept saying "KC girls don't play childish games" (When I wasn't playing with them yet) So anyway today I am very very tired. &amp;amp; I have to go for tuition now ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa, Lianne, Clarissa, Rebekah, &amp; Everyone going for the UK trip, Have fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Alyssa Lim, You owe me my 2 special presents. &amp;amp; when you listen to the songs, think of me :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-7028645724219031594?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/7028645724219031594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/7028645724219031594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/06/fixing-broken-heart.html' title='fixing a broken heart'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-8188614371783487700</id><published>2007-06-01T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T05:02:47.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>everlong</title><content type='html'>Hoho. Waking up at 7.30am is fucking irritating and fucking fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway went to meet Andrea in the morning and took the fucked up bus to Kallang. Andrea; *** is irritating and annoying right? :D But anyway training was kinda-the-same. Training was... no comment.&lt;br /&gt;After that, I took the bus back to school and sat in the canteen like some funny person with my bag and shoebag and buttseat ): Then Samantha &amp; Valerie came. Then Anne came wearing nothing that shows she's an IJTP girl! Smart girl (I just lied)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the meeting for NEagles was funny, really funny. With Sheng Lin Chicken passing around &amp;amp; Anne's usual lameness. Hahah! But I still hate Pervert Tan! &amp; after the meeting was some -hohoho- talk about HONEYDEW!&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went to "bathe" while Anne &amp;amp; Sam went to get Anne's report book. Alyssa accompanied me. Then we all went to PS. My goodness! The stupid rain got us ALL WET! But nevertheless, we still got our things and the 3 of them are coming to my house on Monday (: YEAH! But the bill was still super high! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-8188614371783487700?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/8188614371783487700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/8188614371783487700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/06/everlong.html' title='everlong'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-3389362663852529440</id><published>2007-05-30T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T04:42:59.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>do i have to say those words</title><content type='html'>IKEA &amp; QUEENSWAY &amp;amp; PLAZA SINGAPURA&lt;br /&gt;with 2 &lt;s&gt;idiot&lt;/s&gt; girls- Anne Xue &amp; Alyssa Lim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUN FUN FUN! IKEA first. I went to get buttseat! &amp;amp; of course, we ate there too. My goodness! I ate Poached Salmon. Anne got the Chicken thing. Alyssa got Curry Noodles. On top of that, we got 15 swedish meatballs, &lt;s&gt;1&lt;/s&gt; 2 cheesecake &amp; 1 free drink. &amp;amp; Everything was served with Potato. Only ALESIA GIAN finished her meal. Hoho. Those two didn't finish &amp; man! We were super full after that.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Queensway Shopping Centre to apparently get my bag. But then I decided I didn't want it anymore. So we went to "Circus Circus" (an arcade) to play Daytona! I hate the machine. My best lap beat both of them and I finished the race faster than Alyssa but I got 3rd! Hm! Anyway I won 1st for the Advanced Lap! :D&lt;br /&gt;Hoho. After that, we went to Plaza Singapura because Anne wanted to go PCBunk. So Alyssa &amp;amp; I went hunting for my slippers! And I found it at Flash &amp; Splash! Then we went to the "Expensive Shop" &amp;amp; SpotLight! :D&lt;br /&gt;We then went to meet Anne. She was trying to level up but was failing so badly. So this guy came to help her and after so long, she leveled up! Hoho. I managed to see what PCBunk looked like.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU ALYSSA &amp; ANNE FOR ACCOMPANYING ME :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Excuse me. I like Tom &amp;amp; Jerry. There's no link with anything whatsoever Alyssa Lim Pei Ning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-3389362663852529440?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/3389362663852529440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/3389362663852529440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/05/do-i-have-to-say-those-words.html' title='do i have to say those words'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-3496816851676268293</id><published>2007-05-29T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T05:05:48.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9 crimes</title><content type='html'>Clarissa Chan has an overdue book :&lt;br /&gt;Girl, 15, Charming but Insane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-3496816851676268293?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/3496816851676268293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/3496816851676268293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/05/9-crimes.html' title='9 crimes'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-5717418819781923849</id><published>2007-05-28T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T04:19:17.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wait for you</title><content type='html'>HELLO ALYSSA AND THANK YOU FOR LENDING ME YOUR IPOD!&lt;br /&gt;I TOOK 20 MINUTES TO RIP ALL 894 SONGS! :DDD THANK YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I woke Alyssa up and we went gymming. That woman is a lousy pokhead who cannot run, do push ups or sit ups. After gymming, we went to Delifrance :) Talked and laughed with her. About the scary guy who talks to himself! HAHA. Alyssa, you still owe me :D&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, we went back to school because of her comm interview. Then I so kindly and nicely followed up to the band room where we talked with Paula, Beatrice &amp; Shalyn. We laughed so much &amp;amp; I kept saying that Alyssa is hopeless. But anyway ALL of them survived the interview.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we all went to Junction 8 where they all ate TakoPachi while I drink Soya Bean :D Then Shalyn left. Alyssa, Paula &amp; I then headed to Macs and eat SHAKER FRIES and coke (: Thanks Alyssa for the fries and coke. Hahaha. I taught Paula to bully Alyssa!&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Paula is a &lt;s&gt;big&lt;/s&gt; Huge bimbo&lt;br /&gt;"DON'T LOOK AT THOSE PEOPLE, THEY WILL MAKE US BUY STUFF!"&lt;br /&gt;Those people were only in school uniform and holding files!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho! Date with Alyssa to IKEA &amp;amp; Queensway on Wednesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-5717418819781923849?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/5717418819781923849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/5717418819781923849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/05/wait-for-you.html' title='wait for you'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-2596231352382684299</id><published>2007-05-27T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:23:23.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/Rlmbsjohb7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/fe03DTisD8g/s1600-h/CIMG0804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069254045363957682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/Rlmbsjohb7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/fe03DTisD8g/s320/CIMG0804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simeon Ammadeus Chew Mor;&lt;br /&gt;I like you because you are cute.&lt;br /&gt;I like you because you are adorable.&lt;br /&gt;I like you because you like me too.&lt;br /&gt;Simeon Chew! I like you &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-2596231352382684299?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/2596231352382684299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/2596231352382684299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/05/tomorrow.html' title='tomorrow'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/Rlmbsjohb7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/fe03DTisD8g/s72-c/CIMG0804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-1401772211818519610</id><published>2007-05-26T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T23:24:15.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>scared</title><content type='html'>CHINESE ORAL :D&lt;br /&gt;I persuaded Alyssa to go for oral and it turned out to be quite fun :D Alyssa kept laughing at me because I couldn't say anything properly. Lao Shi must be quite irritated with us Hahah! We laughed and laughed so much!&lt;br /&gt;Then after lunch, I thought I lost my IC, but I think positive and I found it in my POCKET! Alyssa Lim also thought she lost her phone so she rushed back to subway to get it! Then we went to Junction 8. We went inside Precious Thots and I took all the funny cards and read it to Alyssa, my husband :D &amp; Alyssa was very happy too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ODAC :D&lt;br /&gt;I prank called Alyssa Lim. Hello Alyssa (: Because me and ** couldn't row because of our injuries, we prank sms Alyssa. Then she kept replying I don't know you! Bye! Oh well, and it was really funny! She made us spend 1/2 hour of ODAC. Other than that, me and ** were talking and listening to music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLASS REUNION :D&lt;br /&gt;I met Alyssa Lim and Clarissa Chan at TP interchange (: At the reunion, we played cards cards and more cards. Bridge was fun. I like playing at the poolside. It was so much fun. &amp; of course, we bullied Alyssa! I'm sorry OP for pangsai-ng you. Because the water had too much chlorine so :D Fine, I owe you one. Another day perharps :D We are cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I LOVE TWO ONE '06&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It was a pity Anne Xue Peiying couldn't come : Don't be sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST DAY OF SCHOOL :D &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very happy that I commented about **'s class :D Report book; Lousy! Clique Outing; fun! I had to leave after lunch to go for ODAC. Lunch at pastamania was okay (: Gabriel, Becky's brother came. And Alyssa &amp; Clarissa were like super obsessed with him. So I missed Pirates of the Caribbean, At World's End to go for ODAC. In school, Kimberly were making racist jokes! CHINGAY! That bimbo!Training was not very good. I couldn't row properly because I haven't been rowing. Then I cannot stretch too ): After that, dinner with Pearlyn and Arianna. Those two idiots made me laugh a lot. Pearlyn, the Pundai, who doesn't have a Punani. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;more trainings to come. &amp; more homework to complete. at least i've done E mathematics &amp;amp;A mathematics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-1401772211818519610?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/1401772211818519610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/1401772211818519610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/05/scared.html' title='scared'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-3368552813795884361</id><published>2007-05-21T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T04:40:51.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kids wanna rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;ALESIA GIAN IS OFFICIALLY RED :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The netball carnival made me all red! I have serious sunburn. OH MY GOODNESS! But what can I do ): Anyway 3/2 got Second for Netball and Second Overall ((: Cool! At least I didn't play almost all rounds for nothing :D Kit Yee is a really really good shooter :D Thanks to her we got so many goals! &amp; I survived the whole netball carnival on my waterbottle, 1 cup of milo and coke.&lt;br /&gt;After the carnival, Anne, Samantha &amp;amp; I cabbed to Plaza Singapura to get Anne's Maroon 5 cd. But it wasn't in stock yet when we went. The guy said about 4 to 5 so we went to eat and walk around. SPOTLIGHT! So fun, with all the fabric and towels. Hahaha. &amp; of course ___!&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to see what I can do about my sunburn! &amp;amp; Stupid Anne Xue Peiying! You better come to school tomorrow! Don't be such an idiot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-3368552813795884361?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/3368552813795884361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/3368552813795884361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/05/kids-wanna-rock.html' title='kids wanna rock'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-7409936883268536335</id><published>2007-05-19T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T08:43:32.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saving me</title><content type='html'>Today was just going back for CIP and talking and doing cheers. I swear my class is super screwed for Netball Carnival. Oh &amp;&amp;amp; I wore 3/4 shirt to school today.&lt;br /&gt;"Why is a Three Two Girl wearing a Three Four shirt in Three Three classroom?"&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. I like Anne's shirt. Hello Anne Xue Peiying (: Yah Anyway my class cheers are seriously funny and weird, courtesy of Toh Kit Yee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back my results too. They are horrible and disgusting too. I failed Geography. I only have A1 for my boths Maths and A Maths actually beat E Maths, I'm surprised! I did badly for the rest having mostly Cs for Physics, Chemistry, SS/History, Chinese &amp; English. But I'm not sure whether I should be happy or sad. But I've decided to think positive and be happy :D We all should. But I've decided to work hard and TRY to listen in classes now, especially Geography. Maybe Physics and Chemistry to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than getting results and doing CIP today, nothing much really happened. Oh! 2/1 reunion is coming. Lianne &amp;amp; Anne :) Bridge! Yeah. I want to play all night. I want to go back to East Coast Park again too. Fun fun fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-7409936883268536335?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/7409936883268536335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/7409936883268536335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/05/saving-me.html' title='saving me'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-1032792205037959395</id><published>2007-05-14T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T05:07:52.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, I went to watch Spiderman 3 with Anne, Audrey &amp; Vienna :D&lt;br /&gt;But before that, we had lunch with Gladys, Samantha and Valerie. It was difficult trying to decide which movie to watch I'm telling you. It was between Bridge to Terabithia and Spider Man 3.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in the cinema, it was really funny. Before the movie even started, Vienna started pulling my blouse already and said "I'm scared!" So, along the show, there were funny moments like when this guy shouted "Oh man!" and with Vienna's random stupidness and Peter Parker's flowers. And we all concluded that:&lt;br /&gt;Tobey Maguire (Peter Parker) is Jason Ng &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;James Franco :D (Harry Osborn) is Fausta Tan.&lt;br /&gt;So you can kinda imagine how Vienna was going all "Oooos" &amp;amp; "He's so cute" over Peter Parker. Then we were making so much noise throughout the show that people kept staring at us. Hahaha! But I guess it was a nice show. And Anne said that her second time watching with us was SO MUCH better :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-1032792205037959395?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/1032792205037959395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/1032792205037959395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-i-went-to-watch-spiderman-3-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-1052096996561905574</id><published>2007-05-11T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T23:37:54.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>disorientated</title><content type='html'>EAST COAST PARK OUTING :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cycling and blading with Alyssa Lim, Amanda Thian, Anne Xue, Gladys Seah, Lianne Koh, Samantha Woon, Valerie Lim was the ultimate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne Xue, Lianne Koh &amp; Samantha Woon cycled with ME! We all had butt aches and body pain.&lt;br /&gt;And I love how we ring the bell instead of saying vulgarities. We cycled super far. From Macs to one end to the lagoon to Bedok Jetty where everyone just sat on the floor because we were too tired. And Alesia Gian can finally climb up breakwaters. It's quite easy I found out. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Lianne said it was because of me that she broke Anne's toenail. Sorry ): Because they tried to chase me so I was cycling faster. Then something got into Lianne's eye and she werved to the side and Anne crashed into her. So we went to Macs to rest and let Anne clean up her wound. Then I went to order 2 cone - 1 for me and 1 for Anne. I was so pissed at the person. I was already in front of the counter and there was this "Ang Mo" behind of me trying to see what to buy. But the person actually went to ask the "Ang Mo" woman behind me "Excuse me, may I take your order." I was so pissed and angry, I hit the counter and went "Excuse me, I came here first!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway after that we cycled all the way to Bedok Jetty. On our way back, Sam wanted to stop to get a drink but I didn't want to so I just sat outside of the store. Then Lianne came out and told me the best thing ever. "We bought cards!" Hahaha. So we were all rushing back to the shelter and we played cards there. Because Sam didn't know how to play, we taught her and she was so much better than Valerie Lim Suann. But..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bidding against Sam because she wanted diamond to be the trump but I didn't have diamond. So it was 1 diamond, 1 spades. 2 diamonds, 2 spades. 3 diamond, 3 spades. 4 diamond, 4 spades. 5 diamond, 5 spades. Sam won the bid with SIX DIAMONDS. So she chose her partner, guess who? 4 of clubs! And that person was ME! I had only 2 clubs. 4 of clubs and 7 of clubs and she had to pick me. So obviously Anne and Lianne won the game. Later she said " I thought is randomly choose our partners."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after Anne and Amanda left, I decided to play Speed with Alyssa. 1; She is super lousy. She has absolutely NO speed at all. 2; She thought the game was Stress and she thought that when the 2 piles have the same number, you have to go STRESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, Alyssa's daddy fetched Me, Samantha and Valerie to Aljunied MRT Station. The conversation in the car was super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa's Daddy: Alyssa, why you stupid? Wear black on such a hot day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that he started the talk on communication on the computer to the house phone and handphone. Then he was like if you could you would send smoke signals and beat the drums or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun fun fun fun. Thank You Alyssa Lim, Amanda Thian, Anne Xue, Gladys Seah, Lianne Koh, Samantha Woon, Valerie Lim! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-1052096996561905574?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/1052096996561905574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/1052096996561905574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/05/disorientated.html' title='disorientated'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-543253030017757427</id><published>2007-05-10T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T05:51:58.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>safest place to hide</title><content type='html'>Today was our last examination (: HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY! Additional Mathematics was okay. I thought we didn't have enough time so I was rushing through the paper. But I finished it in the end, with extra time to scribble on the pieces of paper.&lt;br /&gt;After that the some ex-2/1ers had this meeting with Fausta Tan about promoting NE. We were super noisy and were not listening to him at all. We were irritating the shit out of him. And Lianne though NE-Girls were N-Eagles. LIANNE POK.&lt;br /&gt;And then we went to TP Central and after eating lunch at Pizza Hut, we just stood in the middle of TP Central and just talked and chatted before we decided to go to VivoCity. Halfway in the train, Anne found out that she lost her phone, for real. So we got off at Newton and then I suggested going upstairs to the control station and ask them to make a call to the TP control station to check if the phone is there. But Anne said "No, I don't trust the control people." Anyway me and Lianne went up and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Lianne: Hi.&lt;br /&gt;Control guy: ?&lt;br /&gt;Me and Lianne: *Look at each other* Hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Our friend lost her wallet, can you like er call TP station?&lt;br /&gt;Lianne: To see if it's still there, on the ticketing booth top&lt;br /&gt;Control guy: Who is your friend?&lt;br /&gt;Lianne: Anne lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway she found it. I rock (: ANNE; DON'T TRUST SOMEMORE!&lt;br /&gt;At Vivocity, Valerie, Alyssa &amp;amp; I went to Toys R' Us. I LOVE BARNEY! Barney is too cute. After that we went to join Lianne, Amanda and Samantha at Pacific Coffee Company where we sat down and talk talk talk talk and more talk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-543253030017757427?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/543253030017757427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/543253030017757427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/05/safest-place-to-hide.html' title='safest place to hide'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-1706180412233756296</id><published>2007-05-08T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T06:28:55.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this ain't what love is about</title><content type='html'>Geography paper was super screwed today. It cannot get anymore screwed. I didn't read two questions which add up to a lot a lot of marks. And it's like fucked up la. But the whole paper was super fast (:&lt;br /&gt;After the paper, and after breakfast/lunch, we went to Bishan's Macs where I just stoned. And did some of Sam's and Lianne's Maths questions. After that tried to buy some MEDICINE but I must be above 18 years old so I walked around with Alyssa. She made me laugh so much with the piano and everything. Hahaha. We walked to Royal Sporting House, NTUC and a lot of other places in Junction 8.&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy that examinations are over soon and we are going rollar blading which is no rollar blading. Oh well :D&lt;br /&gt;GO FOR ADDITIONAL MATHEMATICS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-1706180412233756296?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/1706180412233756296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/1706180412233756296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-aint-what-love-is-about.html' title='this ain&apos;t what love is about'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-354052516753092593</id><published>2007-04-30T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T08:32:09.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>minutes to midnight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;I know I'm not supposed to be blogging and all that, but I cannot take the stupid examinations anymore. I didn't go to school today (: And I went to orchard library to study (: Finish the whole 2.1 of history today and finished my notes for geography (: Feel horrible. I still have so much to go. It's good that I got 29/30 for my SS trial test though. She is just too kind.&lt;br /&gt;SS - Not-so-Gone Case&lt;br /&gt;Chinese - SUPER Gone Case&lt;br /&gt;Physics - Gone Case&lt;br /&gt;E Maths- Not-So-Gone Case&lt;br /&gt;History- Gone Case&lt;br /&gt;CHemistry - SUPER Gone Case&lt;br /&gt;Geography - Gone Case&lt;br /&gt;A Maths- Not-So-Gone Case&lt;br /&gt;TELL ME WHY I AM SO STRESSED NOW! AHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-354052516753092593?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/354052516753092593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/354052516753092593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/04/minutes-to-midnight.html' title='minutes to midnight'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-3626896866648062937</id><published>2007-04-21T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T07:39:35.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last night on earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;This is a super overdue post. It's the Perth Geography Educational Trip ((:&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for taking so long.&lt;br /&gt;I was busy with OM and other things like homework and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.numberonepeacemaker.blogspot.com"&gt;www.numberonepeacemaker.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-3626896866648062937?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/3626896866648062937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/3626896866648062937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/04/last-night-on-earth.html' title='last night on earth'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-4164617471761632378</id><published>2007-04-16T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T04:24:47.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>barney</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;OM is finally finished ):&lt;br /&gt;On friday, we went to ACS(I) and sat there for very very long. Then when we were called, only 3 schools were left there. Anyway, ours was a technical problem and I had to participate. So anyway, we managed to hang our stuff but the most piss-ifying thing was that we didn't know we could use the paper. OH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, I woke up late and I reached school at like 7.15am. (: Then we finished everything, like our makeup, costumes, and left for ACS(I), again. There, we proudly held our props and went to the lecture hall 2 and waited for our turn. Thanks to those who turned up to support us (: And Gladys to her idea! Horrible girl. Oh well, we did our skit nicely and finished it within the time limit :D&lt;br /&gt;Overall, Vanessa's group got 3rd and 1st for spontaneous. We got 7th overall. After the prize presentation, we went to have dinner. We went to pizza hut and ate like 3 slices of pizza each :D Then we got high at harvey norman &amp;amp; toys'r'us "Hey Kids!" Hahaha. And in the train too. Oh well, I enjoyed OM a lot and I didn't regret it at all. Now it's back to books, books and more books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Barney is a dinosaur from our imagination&lt;br /&gt;And when he's tall&lt;br /&gt;He's what we call a dinosaur sensation&lt;br /&gt;Barney's friends are big and small&lt;br /&gt;They come from lots of places&lt;br /&gt;After school they meet to play&lt;br /&gt;And sing with happy faces&lt;br /&gt;Barney shows us lots of things&lt;br /&gt;Like how to play pretend&lt;br /&gt;ABC's, and 123's&lt;br /&gt;And how to be a friend&lt;br /&gt;Barney comes to play with us&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we may need him&lt;br /&gt;Barney can be your friend too&lt;br /&gt;If you just make-believe him!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-4164617471761632378?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/4164617471761632378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/4164617471761632378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/04/barney.html' title='barney'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-8873121198745894817</id><published>2007-04-07T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T04:55:26.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'd rather</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Our OM backdrops are finally done (: Exactly one week. We are super good :D And we, the peacekeepers, will try our best to do our long term problem and score. I am very proud of our last minute work.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we came back to school even though it was a public holiday and we finished up everything. Well, everything but the shoes. Then we were all alone in the school and we could just like shout words. Then we bought cup noodles to eat because we were supposed to fast on Good Friday. Yah.&lt;br /&gt;Today, we came back to school, again. But this time, Mrs Tan Aye Leng came to watch us perform. It was pretty successful and we are almost done with time to spare. How good are we? VERY! And we cut down our timing from 10 minutes to 9 minutes to 8 minutes (: Yeah! And after that, we had a talk about 2/1 and about some people and how much they have changed. Then after that Anne and I went to Mos Burger. After which, we left. At the mrt station, I made Anne wait for me just so I didn't have to wait for my train alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GIAN IS WORTH THE WAIT, ANNE :DDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-8873121198745894817?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/8873121198745894817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/8873121198745894817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/04/id-rather.html' title='i&apos;d rather'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-2208473600907580415</id><published>2007-04-02T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T06:10:07.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bittersweet symphony</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;I AM SO SAD! I CANNOT WATCH YOUTUBE! THEY KEEP TELLING ME THAT I DON'T HAVE FLASH PLAYER! BUT, I HAVE! I TRIED DOWNLOADING AND IT WAS SUCCESSFULLY DOWNLOADED! LIKE SO SO SO SO SO SO MANY TIMES! AT LEAST 20 TO 30 TIMES! WHY? I AM SO SAD! I AM GOING TO CRY SOON!&lt;br /&gt;I HATE THE COMPUTER! I DON'T LIKE THE COMPUTER! I AM SO SAD! COMPUTER MADE ME SAD! I HATE COMPUTER BECAUSE COMPUTER MADE ME SAD! COMPUTER MAKE ME HAPPY PLEASE! I WANT TO WATCH YOUTUBE! I AM SO SO SAD NOW BECAUSE OF YOU COMPUTER. I WANT TO WATCH YOUTUBE. LET ME WATCH IT PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;:((((((((((((((((((((((((((&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO SAD NOW. FIX MY PROBLEM FOR ME PLEASE ANYONE?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-2208473600907580415?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/2208473600907580415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/2208473600907580415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/04/bittersweet-symphony.html' title='bittersweet symphony'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-7331582291521652436</id><published>2007-03-31T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T07:34:56.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>million tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Today's OM was super good. I should have taken a photo of the first backdrop and the second backdrop. They are all in my class. So on monday, everybody would be like what is that? Hahah. The side facing the front of the class is the brick wall. Everybody can go bang your head there on Monday. But if you spoil it, You are gonna redo it for us. We made it super wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;But the sad thing is that now, I'm sick. So I'm going to see the doctor tomorrow. Hopefully he doesn't give me a MC that prevents me from doing my 2.4Km run/walk. If he does, I am going to slap his face, seriously. I want my gold so badly I'm telling you. If this year I skip PFT, that means it's not a complete record. And that means I did my 5 items for no reason. So please doctor, don't give me a MC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-7331582291521652436?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/7331582291521652436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/7331582291521652436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/03/million-tears.html' title='million tears'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-131654163594305399</id><published>2007-03-30T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T06:59:51.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>put your records down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Today I did my 5 items for PFT today. Man, I was so nervous about it during English class. I think I "passed" my anxiety to Sharleen. Then in Chinese, I was so nervous too. I was like I'm gonna fail my standing broad jump and my inclined pull ups. So anyway, we went to assemble in the hall and started out PFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Station: Sit &amp; Reach&lt;br /&gt;A; 59cm :D&lt;br /&gt;I improved my sit &amp; reach by 3 cm. Mrs Yushoff asked me if I was in gym or something. I straight away told her "I have a longer body." Every year the teacher would ask me that. ): But anyway, it's an A so heck care about anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Station: Inclined Pull Ups&lt;br /&gt;C; 12&lt;br /&gt;I told you this station was rubbish. I just aimed for the C and yes, I got it. But it was super crappy but OH WELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Station: Shuttle Run&lt;br /&gt;A; 10.50sec&lt;br /&gt;This one was okay. Stupid Rebekah and Clarissa came over to show off about their timing because they won me by less than 0.1 sec. The first time I thought I ran so slowly but it was still a 10 sec thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth Station: Sit-Ups&lt;br /&gt;A; 31 sit ups&lt;br /&gt;I just did 31 to get the A. On my 26th or something, Mrs Kunna made me laugh. Luckily I was finishing. The mat was super smelly I swear. Stinky feets I guess. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth Station: Standing Broad Jump&lt;br /&gt;A; 188cm&lt;br /&gt;I got an A for this station (: I thought I was gonna fail it. But oh well, I didn't even use the momentum thing cause I lost it when I was jumping. But anyway, I passed A by 6 cm. So I'm happy. And on my second try, I nearly fell, luckily I used my hands to support. But the impact was so great I tell you. It sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after PFT, I went for OM meeting. We finished wrapping the backdrop with mahjong paper. Oh and I made Anne, Sam and the rest think I was smsing *. Then after that they found out that in fact, * was Andrea. Gotcha. After our OM meeting, we went to Junction 8. The bus was urg. It was stuck at the same spot for 5 cycle of the traffic light thing. Red Green Red Green. So pissed. So we came down at the next stop, walked to Bradell MRT and then took the train to Bishan. So anyway, we went to Pastamania for dinner after which, Anne left in a hurry. Then we went to Popular to buy paint. Er, then just walked to Seiyu which is now apparently called some 3 letter thing. Then we went home :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-131654163594305399?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/131654163594305399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/131654163594305399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/03/put-your-records-down.html' title='put your records down'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-5813040018543537304</id><published>2007-03-28T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T07:58:34.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing but trouble</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;FUCK THIS. SERIOUSLY FUCK. WHY IS IT ONLY ME DOING THIS FUCKING FUCKED UP WORK? HELLO, IT'S NOT EVEN MY FUCKING RESPONSIBILITY. BUT I FUCKING KNOW THAT ALL YOU BITCHES WOULDN'T DO IT SO I HAVE TO FUCKING ATTEMPT TO DO THE FUCKED UP ASSIGNMENT EVEN THOUGH I DON'T KNOW WHAT I AM EVEN FUCKING SUPPOSED TO DO. YOU CONSIDER THIS A GROUP? I CALL IT INDIVIDUAL WORK. NOBODY FUCKING TRIES TO FUCKING SEND ME ANYTHING. NOTHING AT ALL OKAY. FUCK. IT DOESN'T MATTER. BECAUSE EVEN IF I SAY ALL THESE OUT, WOULD IT HELP? NO I FUCKING DON'T THINK SO. YOU ALL JUST ASSUME THAT SOMEONE IS GONNA DO THE FUCKING WORK AND THAT YOU WOULD JUST SAY THAT THE FUCKING WORK IS DONE BY YOU. FUCK YOURSELF NOW. I'M FUCKING SERIOUS. YOU ALL CAN GO JUMP OFF THE FUCKING BUILDING BECAUSE NOBODY WOULD FUCKING CARE, WELL I FUCKING WOULDN'T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUCK YOU ALL MAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-5813040018543537304?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/5813040018543537304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/5813040018543537304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/03/nothing-but-trouble.html' title='nothing but trouble'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-5120584349551329875</id><published>2007-03-27T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T06:43:11.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>melody fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;I am too bored to post now so I will post maybe after I finish my English Project. Anyway, today's OM in R205 wasn't very productive but very informative (: And people are very very scandalous :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-5120584349551329875?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/5120584349551329875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/5120584349551329875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/03/melody-fair.html' title='melody fair'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-2009150189202111351</id><published>2007-03-25T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:23:24.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>over it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/RgZ9B-Py8hI/AAAAAAAAAAk/CNJvIca0t5g/s1600-h/breakup(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045857905357812242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/RgZ9B-Py8hI/AAAAAAAAAAk/CNJvIca0t5g/s320/breakup(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/RgZ9a-Py8iI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YNOoJuAPmOw/s1600-h/fat0001gt8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045858334854541858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/RgZ9a-Py8iI/AAAAAAAAAAs/YNOoJuAPmOw/s320/fat0001gt8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/RgZ9luPy8jI/AAAAAAAAAA0/H2YFcvnF9zo/s1600-h/kbeer0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045858519538135602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/RgZ9luPy8jI/AAAAAAAAAA0/H2YFcvnF9zo/s320/kbeer0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;I love all these comic strips. Click to see the full thing. My blogskin is too small :D Hahaha. They are so cute :D Anyway E Learning sucks. I hate E learning. And I'm telling you for OM, we have better costumes this year :D Hahaha. Watch out man! But we are still kinda screwed. And I love ripping musics. Hahaha. Don't you Valerie Lim Suann?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-2009150189202111351?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/2009150189202111351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/2009150189202111351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/03/over-it.html' title='over it'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QWGdujJafHE/RgZ9B-Py8hI/AAAAAAAAAAk/CNJvIca0t5g/s72-c/breakup(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-8582342124671337764</id><published>2007-03-23T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T05:37:34.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>best day of my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Today, Amanda, Clarissa, Samantha and Valerie came over to my house to sew costumes. It was a productive OM session. Told you my house would be productive because there was no television and computer to distract us. We finished some costumes. Hahaha. Then those people keep asking for chocolate. But luckily I have chocolate for them because I have a lot and like no one eats them.&lt;br /&gt;E Learning was quite funny. I didn't even read them. Just open then "Oh no assignment!" Then close. Hahaha. The tests just ask Samantha if not just anyhow do. So I only have A Mathematics and English homework. On Monday, there is E Learning again. But we'll be doing OM again. For Sunday's OM I don't know whether I can go. If I can leave early, then I would go. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-8582342124671337764?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/8582342124671337764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/8582342124671337764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/03/best-day-of-my-life.html' title='best day of my life'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-8467970675807937422</id><published>2007-03-21T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T05:50:05.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>someone who lives in your heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Today for ODAC, we got split up into B' Division and C' Division. So I changed boat. Then I had Kellyn as my partner at first. But then I got moved in front and so now Arianna is my partner. And Sharon was in a good mood today (: She was so funny and not in her scolding mood. But my arm muscles hurt. Oh well, we got our ODAC T-shirt today too. It's quite okay. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am having a very interesting conversation with Anne Xue now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alesia:&lt;br /&gt;It's like fucking no point in fucking doing that fucking fucked up reflection&lt;br /&gt;アン (Anne) ♦:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;アン (Anne) ♦:&lt;br /&gt;stop being vulgar.&lt;br /&gt;Alesia:&lt;br /&gt;FUCK THAT FUCKED UP FUCKING REFLECTION.&lt;br /&gt;アン (Anne) ♦:&lt;br /&gt;fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;アン (Anne) ♦:&lt;br /&gt;WANNA PLAY CHOPSTICKS&lt;br /&gt;Alesia:&lt;br /&gt;FUCKED UP FUCKING NO&lt;br /&gt;アン (Anne) ♦ says:&lt;br /&gt;LO L FUCK YOU YOU FUCKER&lt;br /&gt;アン (Anne) ♦ says:&lt;br /&gt;OH YES&lt;br /&gt;アン (Anne) ♦ says:&lt;br /&gt;OH YES&lt;br /&gt;アン (Anne) ♦ says:&lt;br /&gt;I LEARNT A NEW LANGUAGE FOR VAGINA&lt;br /&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;Alesia says:&lt;br /&gt;Fuck?&lt;br /&gt;アン (Anne) ♦ says:&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;アン (Anne) ♦ says:&lt;br /&gt;pundai&lt;br /&gt;アン (Anne) ♦ says:&lt;br /&gt;pronounced poonday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the things we say. Man we are super vulgar (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-8467970675807937422?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/8467970675807937422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/8467970675807937422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/03/someone-who-lives-in-your-heart.html' title='someone who lives in your heart'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-5403922500664304753</id><published>2007-03-20T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T04:16:38.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>total eclispe of my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;There is officially no more homeroom system and Sharleen is my partner for all the lessons except Chinese. And uh huh. The first day of school was fun I guess. I can finally leave my textbooks under my table. So after school, we stayed back for OM which is no OM because it was super not productive. We are gonna die for OM I tell you. So anyway in the end we talked and did our homework. Anne &amp;amp; Arianna played basketball with Mr Jiow and Mr Chan which is no basketball because Anne keeps thinking it's netball.&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite a fun day. We kept eating in Social Studies Class and then in the end we used the wraper for our poster. Quite funny then the teacher threw away our poster. Aiya! Hahaha. Then after that, after school, we had this Geography Meeting for the compliation of the pictures. I thought it would take super long so me and Stephanie skipped Chem class. But never mind we will be joining 3/3 ((: So after school, Arianna, Anne, Samantha, Valerie and I went to eat lunch. Then we talk and talk. Then Arianna and Anne went to Junction 8 with me to supposedly do homework. Which is no homework because we didn't do it in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-5403922500664304753?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/5403922500664304753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/5403922500664304753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/03/total-eclispe-of-my-heart.html' title='total eclispe of my heart'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-8850886742103092423</id><published>2007-03-01T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T07:48:27.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>these days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Camp. After so long (:&lt;br /&gt;First Day&lt;br /&gt;Dragonboating. I didn't row. But seeing Caroline &amp;amp; Elizabeth row is very very amusing. But all the rain made everybody wet and the rocking of the boat too. Hahaha. Then after that it was the amazing race. We had to team up with 3/1. So we went around trying to find for the clues. And what a time we had. We played on the flying fox and I got it in the end. And thus our paper were like wet and then we did paper transplant. Hahaha. In the end they just rolled our paper into a ball because it was beyond cure. Then at night we had the night walk. It was super super funny. Me and Priscilla Tey were laughing at Priscilla Chow and Stephanie's group. I told the man on the floor this "If you touch me I would shout molest." Hahaha. Then there was this guy playing with his handphone so I saw the light. Then I told him I found him there he still tried to scare us. Oh and another guy tried to creep up on us too. But we heard him. At night was just a lot of talking and yeah in the end we slept&lt;br /&gt;Second Day&lt;br /&gt;We had rope course but I had to go back to the tent for the first part because __________ (Believe me, you don't want to know) And then after that we had more rope course and I managed to go all the way to the top of the Rock Climbing+ Logs+ Tires+ The Square Thing with Andrea ((: YEAH. Then we had our gala night which was quite funny la. Hahaha ((: At night we had to go back to school because it was freaking wet, as in our tents. Then in school we bathed then we slept. We were supposed to go back to our own classes but I covered my face so I slept with 3/3.&lt;br /&gt;Third Day&lt;br /&gt;It was quite normal. The team relay circuit was FUN! Hahaha. But I ran so many times for the matching one. I think about 3 or 4 times. Nerine too. Then Polly Pocket helped us too :D POLLY AND SALLY ARE GAY, er a bit ironic. Hahaha. Never mind. Then after that we break camp :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But this camp would have been better if it was 2/1. I LOVE YOU 2/1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-8850886742103092423?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/8850886742103092423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/8850886742103092423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/03/these-days.html' title='these days'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-3734570257729572604</id><published>2007-02-24T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T06:17:16.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrea the "Great"</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ANDREA TAN JIE RU&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your wonderful card that you have given me on my more wonderful birthday. I liked it because at the back you said ILOVEYOU!:D Hahaha. And I LOVE YOU TOO ANDREA. Thank you for making my day. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-3734570257729572604?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/3734570257729572604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/3734570257729572604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/02/andrea-great.html' title='Andrea the &quot;Great&quot;'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-7903372642201879728</id><published>2007-02-22T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T05:55:31.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Happy Birthday to Me &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank you everyone for the presents and the wishes and maybe, the cake. They are super mean. I love the green banana Kit Yee gave me. I love the bear Anthea gave me. I love the shirt that Valerie and Alyssa bought. I love the shirt that Stephanie, Priscilla, Anne and Jasmine got for me, I think. I love the card Lianne gave me. I love the map Amanda gave me. I love the earrings Clarissa got me. And if I missed out your name, I'm sorry (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They wrote Dumb on my cake and Smart on Sam's cake. I HATE YOU ANNE. and when they brought the cake down, it was so secretive until nobody knew. Anyway, THANK YOU :D Hahaha. And on this special day, I gave everyone chocolate. Well, mostly Priscilla and Stephanie Sim. They stole my whole box of Ferrero Rocher. I'm sorry if it melted. After school, I went to lunch with Anne and Sam. Sam treated me :D And then we were talking about our maids. But overall, Anne's maid is the best. "Sorry Ying, I was cleaning your room when the phone dropped. So no phone calls could come through" (She said something like that) It would have been a very good excuse only that Anne's phone was a cordless phone. Hahaha! Anne your maid rocks, which is no rocks because she sucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-7903372642201879728?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/7903372642201879728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/7903372642201879728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-birthday-to-me-3-and-thank-you.html' title='the gift'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-4047860994294906151</id><published>2007-02-18T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T07:52:35.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>all good things come to an end</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;160207&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had our celebrations in school. It was okay I guess. Then after school, we stayed back&lt;br /&gt;to do some OM which is no OM. Hahaha. After that we cabbed down to cineleisure to watch Epic Movie. After that halfway, I realised I have to go for my reunion dinner at my Grandma's house. So, after the movie, Anne and I walked to PS because she wanted to take bus. Then in the end we took the MRT. I HATE YOU ANNE! Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;So, the reunion dinner was okay. We had abalone and ya I don't like it though. Hard Fishcake. Oh and my cousin fell off the bed and she cried non-stop as if damn pain like that. The sensation will be gone after a while what. Hahaha. TOO pampered la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;170207&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my Auntie's house to have another reunion dinner. But before that my family went to Jumbo Restaurant to have our lunch. Then it was a steamboat with all the noodles, chicken etc. I drank beer (: And ate more abalone. After that we had nothing to do so just hang around and talk talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;180207&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning, my family went to St. Michael's Church. But we were late, &lt;s&gt;as usual&lt;/s&gt;. When we went in, it was already the homily part. Then after church, I met Denise and Samantha Low. ((: Then at my house, everybody came and Ang Baos! Hahaha. Oh then BlackJack! I didn't play the first part. My brothers won like quite okay la, compared to the rest. Then after that I played, then I always peek at my cousin's card, who is the banker. Haha. So I knew his card before he does. So anyway I won money too ((: But my cousins won more like $46 and $48. Stupid Eddie and Joyce! Tomorrow I'm going to my Grandmother's house that means - MORE ANG BAOS! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-4047860994294906151?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/4047860994294906151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/4047860994294906151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/02/all-good-things-come-to-end.html' title='all good things come to an end'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-7867641204576077554</id><published>2007-02-14T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T04:22:48.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>all or nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's two tests were kinda okay. And I have no more tests already :D Except maybe the second Mathematics Test and another English Comprehension Test.&lt;br /&gt;And Today, I received 2 flowers, a lot of notes and sweets and chocolates, I think. But Anne's flower got stolen when I went for the Student Leaders' Investiture. Stupid flower stealer. I hope your ass closes up. Just because you don't have a flower on Valentine's Day doesn't mean you must take other people's flower. Hmm! Anyway, the investiture was quite fun. ODAC screamed so loudly for Li Jin that Mrs Nicholas had to ask us to tone down. Then after that the skit was really very funny. With all the cute music and funny characters. But we were sitting on the floor so we didn't get a clear view. Then after that we sang the "Charitas" song where Charlotte nearly pulled my pinafore up.&lt;br /&gt;After the investiture, Anne, Valerie, Audrey, Amelia and me were stealing food and drinks. The food were not very nice. The chocolate eclair was super disgusting. Haha. And I made it touch all the other food so I only ate a little bit. After the whole thing, we went home and I am super bored now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-7867641204576077554?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/7867641204576077554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/7867641204576077554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/02/all-or-nothing.html' title='all or nothing'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-8763093529204876448</id><published>2007-02-10T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T21:33:12.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;9th February - 10th February&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ODAC ORIENTATION CAMP&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played our first game; SPLAT! We learnt people's name. Some people were really funny. Then after that we played "Honey, if you love me smile" Grace is the BEST! Before you even say the phrase, she would start laughing already. She's amazing! Then I always want to laugh but then I would ask the person to go away before I laugh. Our third game was "Have you ever". It's like the person in the middle would ask a question then if you've did it before, you have to run and find another spot to sit.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to buy our food at TP central. We had pasta with sausages. The cooking part was quite terrible. We either couldn't get fire or the fire would burn out. It's too bad. And after that we cooked a little and ate what we had. It's acceptable. Except, SOME PEOPLE didn't help. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we talked under the stars which are in straight lines (according to Pearlyn) It's so relaxing. Then we had our night walk. It's so funny. I bet I was one of the first few to sit down. And then after that I got led to the basketball court where it was so noisy. Haha. I posed as a ballerina, super man and some other poses. I had a total of 10 poses I think because I refused to do all the poses. Grace had a pose which is pointing the middle finger Haha.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we washed up and went to watch a movie (John Tucker Must Die) at the AVA room. Some of us dozed of halfway through. Some still watched the Step Up! We woke up at 7a.m and that place is DAMN cold!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, after that 4 rounds, breakfast and then more games. We played the "running game" where there is a catcher and a runner. If the runner sits behind a pair, the first girl in front must run. In the end, the circle extended all the way to the track! Then we played this disgusting game where we had to find puzzle pieces in soap covered canvas sheets. EEYER! I just led people around the sheet. The last game was the turning turning one. I only turned 5 rounds and I felt giddy so I just ran after that 5 rounds instead of 10. If it's 10, I think I would fall like last time, even before I run. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;The last few minutes were some cheer where we have to shake our ass. Haha. Then, reflection and then Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the camp, Anne Xue and Gladys saw me. And so I stayed with Anne in school while Gladys left. We could have left at that time but OH WELL! In the end at about 2p.m, we left the school and went to Junction 8 to eat lunch. I looked super clumsy with my bag, shoe bag and sleeping bag.&lt;br /&gt;On my way back, I saw Valerie and Alyssa under Block 207. They were like "GIAN!" Haha. Those two wanted to bomb my house but didn't know where it was. So after I put my bags at home, we went to the playground where some idiots nearly hit us with the soccer ball. And I was laughing and laughing with them. Valerie was seeing the clouds in the sky. But stars are nicer to see. They are so funny and such BIG idiots I tell you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-8763093529204876448?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/8763093529204876448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/8763093529204876448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/02/rose_10.html' title='the rose'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-6436358853496197453</id><published>2007-02-07T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T04:26:16.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're not fully dressed without a smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Tests, tests and more tests. Let's see, English, A Maths, E Maths, Geography &amp;amp; Social Studies. Chemistry, Physics and History left. I like that although 2/1 are not together in the same class, we still interacte with each other. We tell each other _____ so we all can benefit ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, we went to Teresa's house. I nearly got lost in that place. Yah then play talk and I drank beer and white wine. Not bad. Not bad at all. And we played at the playground where the swings are so low. Haha. And see-saws are funny. But we reached home at 12 plus. So late!&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, I got locked out of Physics class because I rushed down to get my file. Then I got back My E Maths Paper :DD.&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, nothing really much happened. I slept in CME class and she don't catch people for sleeping. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Today, ODAC was just running 12 rounds. Assembly was pretty amusing. Mr Chan had to dance. "Dive dive, swim swim, window shopping window shopping" Then during PC period, Mr Ng didn't come so we did the CNY decorations. I kept popping into 3/3's class and talk to Alyssa and the other people. They were so scared that there was gonna be spot check so they all rushed out to put their handphones in their lockers. Geography test was okay. I didn't know how to do some though. Anyway I have Chemistry test this friday. Urg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-6436358853496197453?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/6436358853496197453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/6436358853496197453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/02/youre-not-fully-dressed-without-smile.html' title='you&apos;re not fully dressed without a smile'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-8491429979455501976</id><published>2007-02-02T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T03:52:27.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>say it right</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;There was fire drill that day. It was damn funny. Mrs Chu was like "Wait! Let me see if it's my lab" Then when the annoucement came and it said "Fire in Gaeton Block", Mrs Chu went "My lab!" Hahaha. She's so cute and funny. Anne's story of seeing the OM press the fire drill button was funnier. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Today after school, Anne, Lianne, Valerie, Alyssa, Stephanie &amp;amp; Jasmine and I went for lunch at TP central. Then Me and Lianne decided to be mean to Valerie. But I shall not reveal anything. She will tell me when she wants to (:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today's E Maths' test was fine I guess. I hope I don't make careless mistakes like I did in A Maths test. ((: Next week we have Chem, Geog and Social Studies test. Great, just what I needed.&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/15743365-8491429979455501976?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/8491429979455501976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/8491429979455501976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/02/say-it-right.html' title='say it right'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-117016194818723592</id><published>2007-01-29T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T04:59:08.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heaven knows</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;26th January 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to pizza hut with Doralyn &amp;amp; Alyssa (: Then they started like saying how good Westlife was and blah blah blah. Uh huh. After that, we went to Junction 8 because we didn't want to go home. First we went to popular because I needed my art block. But they happily sat in front of all those paper shelves and refused to move. So, I took one of those coloured things and started waving them around. Hahaha. After that we went to the library. We went to sit downstairs where the kids corner is. Alyssa didn't want to do homework so she was smsing. But because downstairs had no reception, we had to go up. Oh well ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;29th January 2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we stayed back for OM meeting but I guess it was pretty unsuccessful. And Anne had to make up stupid songs. And we went around the school finding for Miss Kuan but couldn't find her. After that we went up to Anne's class to put down her stuff before we went back to R205 ((: The class is so different now. There are no more 3 in a row and no more messy backs of the class. I MISS 2/1 :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-117016194818723592?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/117016194818723592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/117016194818723592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/01/heaven-knows.html' title='heaven knows'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-116903759188050551</id><published>2007-01-17T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T04:39:51.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we are one</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, we had photo-taking :D The guy kept saying "Coser, Coser." So in the end, we were all squashed and all that. When we were all ready, our teacher went missing. Then after that he just came running like some weirdo. Oh well. Anyway the shots were okay I guess. I think I blinked and everything :D&lt;br /&gt;Then after school, we had physical test for the new-comers in ODAC. I helped Petra first with the jumping jacks station. Then when they finish our station, we went down to the second floor in front of the staffroom and talked. Then when Mr Tan walked pass, I told everyone he was Mr Fauster and I was so confident that was his name. So I went "Good afternoon Mr Fauster." Then he turned and looked at me in a very weird way, and replied "Good afternoon." Then after that I found out his name was Mr Tan not Mr Fauster. Hahaha. Then after that they dared me to go to Mr Jiow and say "Good afternoon Mr Timothy." &amp;amp; so I did.&lt;br /&gt;The physical test was fast. Really fast. Denise did it in 6 minutes plus. I did mine in 8 minutes plus. Deanne, don't worry even if you don't get into ODAC :DDD&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/15743365-116903759188050551?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116903759188050551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116903759188050551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/01/we-are-one.html' title='we are one'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-116885916169191089</id><published>2007-01-15T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T03:06:01.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one more try</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Please give me one more try for the sake of our love,&lt;br /&gt;Let's give it one more chance cause I can't give you up.&lt;br /&gt;I can't live one more day without you in my arms,&lt;br /&gt;I could never find another like you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA orientation was fun fun fun (: I went around with Rachel trying to promote our CCA and demote the rest (: Haha. Then went to eat at TP interchange with Valerie, Audrey and Lianne before going to Wisma :D Then I met my mummy there while the rest went somewhere else. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; at the food court in TP, there was this really weird guy. Because Audrey tried to shoot me and missed,&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Is that your rubberband?&lt;br /&gt;Val: (pointing to Audrey) It's hers.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Do you want it back? (then he picks it up and return it back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You are no better yourself. Fuck off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-116885916169191089?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116885916169191089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116885916169191089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-more-try.html' title='one more try'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-116859957861165811</id><published>2007-01-12T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T02:48:28.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>almost doesn't count</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;I've been screaming in Chinese Class. I screamed today again (: Because of ANNE again! ANNE always makes me scream. But today Lao Shi didn't scold me, she just went "SHHHHH" Haha. So Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;During recess, we celebrated Gladys' birthday. Then everybody ate the cake except me because it was chocolate. Anyway, HAPPY BIRTHDAY GLADYS :DDD&lt;br /&gt;Then after school today, ANNE, Alyssa, Samantha &amp;amp; I went to eat Katong Laksa. Then the uncle there was super funny. He kept asking Alyssa's phone battery to put in the clock. After that we went to Macs to do homework. Uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;School is like shit except recess and after school. It's not that I hate my class or something, it's just that 3/2 '07 just doesn't have 2/1 '06 spirit.&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/15743365-116859957861165811?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116859957861165811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116859957861165811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/01/almost-doesnt-count.html' title='almost doesn&apos;t count'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-116825617007610491</id><published>2007-01-08T03:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T03:36:10.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wait a minute</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;I still love recesses and chinese lessons (: Today Tan Poh Geok was a bit cranky. She started scolding the whole class - I forgot why. Anyway, I ate butter roll in her class. It must have been a long time since I've eaten butter roll :D Thank you ANNE. &amp; After school, we had the 'A' outing - Amelia, Anne, Audrey &amp;amp; Alesia. But Valerie had to come so she spoilt everything. We went to eat lunch at Mos before heading to the library to do our work. Man we were noisy. (: Oh &amp; I think 3/4's class comm is a bit FUNNY. Anne's chairperson, Julienne ,Vienna &amp;amp; Amelia are in the class comm. OMG. Hahaha. ANYWAY WE SHOULD HAVE THAT KIND OF OUTING SOON AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Audrey, you're gonna be the next Alyssa. We will steal your wallet and make your ears turn red all the time :DDD Hahaha "Don't be so Au Yong!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I HATE YOU. Stop Acting As Though I'm Your Friend. Fuck Off.&lt;/span&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/15743365-116825617007610491?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116825617007610491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116825617007610491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/01/wait-minute.html' title='wait a minute'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-116800737188973061</id><published>2007-01-05T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T06:29:31.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>girl in your dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was another day of school. It was average. Except for Chinese. It was a blast (: We talked and talked about everything and anything. And of course laughed and laughed. The Lao Shi said "You are talking louder and louder" in Chinese of course. And she also said that if I laughed again, ANNE would have to change place because she thinks that ANNE was the cause of my laughter which is quite true. (: Then the lesson after school, she told me and ANNE that we had only 1 period to complete this worksheet and if we don't finish, we will have to stay back. Then we were like we will prove it to her (: &amp; of course we finished our work and left the class on time. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Bernard Chan scolded us too. Because we didn't stand up and greet him once he stepped into the classroom. &amp;amp; he was like "this is the first lesson....." Uh huh. &amp;amp; I could not understand what Foster is trying to tell me! Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Then after school Alyssa had scandalous things going on (: And we followed her :D Then in the end we ended up in pastamania doing homework and yeah (:&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/15743365-116800737188973061?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116800737188973061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116800737188973061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/01/girl-in-your-dreams.html' title='girl in your dreams'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-116782286826926383</id><published>2007-01-03T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T03:18:56.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>obvious</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;3/2 is not very bad, i guess. Everybody is so quiet except Rachel's group. Let's see. Our form teacher is Mr Ng. He is such an id*ot. (I think Stephanie heard this for the one million time already) He introduce himself using powerpoint slideshow. And then gives us a paper saying student's profile. We have to fill that up.&lt;br /&gt;My timetable is screwed up too. I have 3 periods of chinese on Wednesday. One before recess, one after recess and one after school. WTF! But at least Chinese classes are still with my Secondary 2/1 friends (:&lt;br /&gt;My teachers well are okay, i think. I've got Annabelle Chow for English, Tan Poh Geok for Chinese, May Chong for both Maths, Jason Ng for Physics, Jeniffer Chu for Chemistry, Valentine Fam for Geography and James Foster for Social Studies and History.&lt;br /&gt;After school, alot of people went to Pizza Hut with Valerie Koo((: It was so fun and funny. We talked and talked like we were still in the same class :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ILOVEALLOFYOUGUYS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-116782286826926383?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116782286826926383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116782286826926383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2007/01/obvious.html' title='obvious'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-116703192146266904</id><published>2006-12-24T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T00:36:28.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>picture of you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;Y &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from China (: It was mostly sightseeing &amp; shopping. The places that we saw were of China's history or scenery. The stuffs that they sell there are SUPER cheap. But there was ALOT of imitation which were so fake. In the end I only got 2 pairs of jeans which were about S$15 each &amp;amp; a jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Each hotel I went, the beds kept getting smaller, the pillows too, smaller and thinner. Did I mention that room service at the hotel was cheap too? We ordered 3 plates of spaghetti, 2 plates of french fries &amp;amp; 2 plates of chicken wings for about S$35 with service charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their signs are very funny too. They translate it directly from Chinese to English, so the signs turn out very weird. They spell words wrongly too, like "toliet".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food there are nice too. But we kept eating cabbage for ALL the 5 days until we were sick of it. We also had porridge for every breakfast. We had 11 to 15 course meals for lunch and dinner. But most of the times, there will always be a dish left untouched because it looks disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it :D Here are some pictures. I will upload more once I received pictures from my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5746/1461/1600/537766/IMG_0197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5746/1461/320/446135/IMG_0197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5746/1461/1600/312632/IMG_0207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5746/1461/320/879893/IMG_0207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5746/1461/1600/96259/IMG_0208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5746/1461/320/843853/IMG_0208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5746/1461/1600/331654/IMG_0211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5746/1461/320/22475/IMG_0211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5746/1461/1600/47758/IMG_0243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5746/1461/320/607820/IMG_0243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5746/1461/1600/76414/IMG_0244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5746/1461/320/448789/IMG_0244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5746/1461/1600/375677/IMG_0232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5746/1461/320/187067/IMG_0232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5746/1461/1600/764871/IMG_0248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5746/1461/320/420465/IMG_0248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5746/1461/1600/363507/IMG_0188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5746/1461/320/547351/IMG_0188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5746/1461/1600/277803/IMG_0176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5746/1461/320/848669/IMG_0176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5746/1461/1600/334867/IMG_0309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5746/1461/320/548958/IMG_0309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5746/1461/1600/890114/Unrequited_Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5746/1461/320/80699/Unrequited_Love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5746/1461/1600/419486/IMG_0276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5746/1461/320/549405/IMG_0276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/15743365-116703192146266904?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116703192146266904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116703192146266904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2006/12/picture-of-you.html' title='picture of you'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-116617675249470154</id><published>2006-12-14T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T01:59:12.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>best friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was Primary 6 Lily gathering :D&lt;br /&gt;At first i went to meet Kit Yee because she was bored. So we walked around the school. Then we went to ask Mrs Tan whether she could come. I told Kit Yee once you call her out, I'll talk to her. But when she came out, I ran away. So poor Kit Yee had to ask her, only to be rejected with her dinner appointment. SORRY KIT YEE.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that I went to Eliza's house because I didn't want to follow Kit Yee to buy her shoes. Tiara and me played with Clarice and Daryl. They are so cute. And we played Monopoly &amp; I piggyback them. Daryl laughs alot. Then after that I went to the kitchen to eat apples and other food before we brought them down. But the function room was closed. So Rachel and I went to the guard house to ask him to open the room up.&lt;br /&gt;Then everybody came. PAULINE CAME! Then we talked and ate and yeah. Almost everybody got pushed into the pool. Only me, Rachel, Rebekah, Pauline, Justine &amp;amp; Cheryl didn't get pushed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ILOVE6LILY &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-116617675249470154?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116617675249470154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116617675249470154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2006/12/best-friends.html' title='best friends'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-116522151500516282</id><published>2006-12-04T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T00:38:35.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;1st December&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this day, on the first day of December, Alyssa Lim had to call me out to spend time with her :D But oh well, I did. We talked at Macs over fries and Coke. Then walked up and down. Then decided to watch a movie. We wanted to watch Material Girls but then J8 didn't have. So I wanted to watch a ghost show. But Alyssa didn't want to. Then we went to ask the guy at the counter what Deck The Halls was. As soon as he gave as the thing, and we saw that it wasn't a ghost show, we decided to watch it! The guy was shocked! And Alyssa Lim, I didn't say that Lions were &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yellow &lt;/span&gt;They are not. The movie was okay i guess. Then we sat at bishan library and talked somemore :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;2nd December&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I went to have a movie marathon with Andrea, Daphlyn, Kellyn &amp;amp; Nissa. They first played ping pong and yeah we played played a bit here and there. And I realised that we cannot anyhow pluck flowers or leaves. Oh well then we watch Raise Your Voice :D And Andrea was obsessed with the brother dying and me about the guy looking like Ryan C. Hahaha! OH WELL.&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/15743365-116522151500516282?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116522151500516282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116522151500516282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2006/12/say-goodbye.html' title='Say Goodbye'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-116472359362553540</id><published>2006-11-28T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T06:19:53.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bring it on</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;ODAC Camp&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't as tiring as June camp.&lt;br /&gt;On the first day, we played games like the lipstick game (people draw on your face!! But I only had a mark on my face and my hand), structure game. Oh then we went to pizza hut for lunch. Then at night we had night cycling in the rain. I got pushed into the drain, made to brake suddenly (until my ****** hurts like mad), and I made Daphlyn drop her bike when she already fell off her bike because there was toads. SORRY DAPHLYN :D We slept in classrooms R201 to R203. We pushed the tables together and then slept on top of them.&lt;br /&gt;I got woken up by the 0850 bell. Then played games like frozen tee and er Card Germs I think. Then we watched bring it on all or nothing. Bimbo Show!&lt;br /&gt;My thighs hurt like mad. I can't walk up or down the stairs, can't sit down properly. Oh fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Andrea Tan Jie Ru; don't be sad that you didn't come. We can always camp together again :D So don't be sad okay? I wrote this so you won't be sad :D &amp;amp; we will go out so that your holidays will not suck or stink!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-116472359362553540?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116472359362553540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116472359362553540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2006/11/bring-it-on.html' title='bring it on'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-116428467433925669</id><published>2006-11-23T03:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T04:24:34.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 months, 8 days, 12 hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went Kayaking. And I'm so tanned!! But oh well I had fun. I was with Rachel Foo in the double kayak. Pearlyn and XinPei was the BEST! They entered the water at the same time but.. they always go off track! Haha! But i had loads of fun. ((: After that, I was supposed to meet Alyssa but then I went to eat lunch so in the end I met her in Cine instead. Then we met Rachael, Marie &amp;amp; Jewel! Oh well. After that I dragged Alyssa to my house :DDD&lt;br /&gt;At night, i went to GV at VivoCity to watch HAPPY FEET! It's so cute. I have a goodie bag, well everyone have!! I stole Dharlynnie's one and told her "You either give me the plushie or you like Jiow" And obviously, she snatched it back! *looks at Dharlynnie*&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY I HAD FUN TODAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Secondary 4 farewell today. I met Pearlyn, Nissa, Penny, Yan Ling and Jody at Yishun station. Then we went to buy roses before going to XinPei's house. And we had fun uh huh! With all the food and all that (: The song was funny!!! No one knew what to sing so it was messy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you read this Tarcia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I WILL MISS YOU ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;ODAC WOULD NOT BE THE SAME WITHOUT YOU&lt;br /&gt;AND I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU :DD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Alyssa and Clarissa first at Cine to watch Step up. Then Samantha came then Lianne. Haha and guess what? We found out that Cine didn't have a 3 O'Clock show because well ALYSSA LIM thought that shows were all the same everyday! Smart. So in the end we went to Lido to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;It's a nice show la but PEOPLE were talking and talking. But i enjoyed the show!!&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/15743365-116428467433925669?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116428467433925669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116428467433925669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2006/11/6-months-8-days-12-hours.html' title='6 months, 8 days, 12 hours'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-116383776404111782</id><published>2006-11-18T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:16:04.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in my dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Viva Spiritus V.&lt;br /&gt;Backstage Crew AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;But this time arts fest was in ACS Barker.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't do much though. Just played and played and played ((:&lt;br /&gt;Haha! There was the handbells, dance and the IJ choir and the St Michael's choir.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I had fun fun fun! So I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;I love Arts Fest ALOT :DD&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/15743365-116383776404111782?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116383776404111782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116383776404111782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2006/11/in-my-dreams.html' title='in my dreams'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-116383720338415546</id><published>2006-11-15T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:06:43.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>coward of the country</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;We had odac and I woke up late. Anyway, we just sat in the canteen for 1 hour before SHE comes. Then we did warm ups and we had to do 50 jumping jacks. But SHE said that some of us didn't do it properly so we had to do 100! &lt;u&gt;OH WHAT THE HECK!&lt;/u&gt; Anyway, after school, we ate lunch at Kou Fu before going to Bishan Library! Haha. We had loads of fun there, Andrea, Pearlyn, Vanessa, Daphlyn and Me :DD Then after that we decided to walk around in Junction 8. Then there was this woman who came to us asking us to join some thing at her church. So we were like "Er, okay okay." Then she asked for our particulars to see whether we want to join or not. So then Pearlyn took the thing and was thinking for very long before I came to her rescue and wrote some random e-mail and name ((: Haha! Then we went off laughing. We spent like almost 5 hours after Odac in the library and in Junction 8. Haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-116383720338415546?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116383720338415546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116383720338415546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2006/11/coward-of-country.html' title='coward of the country'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-116307023651039836</id><published>2006-11-09T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T03:03:56.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>take the lead</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;"I am here to love you,&lt;br /&gt;To hold you in my arms,&lt;br /&gt;To protect you.&lt;br /&gt;I am here to learn from you&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; to receive your love in return.&lt;br /&gt;I am here because&lt;br /&gt;There is no other place to be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nicholas Sparks - Message in a Bottle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-116307023651039836?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116307023651039836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116307023651039836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2006/11/take-lead.html' title='take the lead'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-116296649040910660</id><published>2006-11-07T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T22:14:50.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>back at once</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;EAST COAST CYCLING/BLADING &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;AGAIN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time is with Alyssa, Amanda, Lianne, Samantha and Valerie (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I BANG INTO THE POLE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not funny okay? I was holding my phone in my hand so i couldn't grip the handle properly. uh huh. So i had a straight scar on my leg and a small one on my palm. And yeah obviously when you fall with your phone you would check your phone right? So what i did was right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;VALERIE LOST HER SLIPPER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That girl was so funny. She lost one of her slippers, so when we were in Macs, Alyssa and Amanda went to find for her slipper. But they didn't find it. In the end, we all ended up wearing different slippers. I wore Lianne's left slipper and my right slipper (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event #3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I COULDN'T CLIMB THE ROCKS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody could get up and yeah I couldn't. It's not my fault okay, it was so slippery and they all had to say this. "1 Netballer, 2 Dancers, 1 Rhythmic Gymmer, 1 Bander, AND One ODAC-IAN. And the Odac-ian couldn't climb up" But hey, in the end I still got up with the help of the rest. Oh well :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I got into 3/2 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Who's my next year classmate?&lt;/span&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/15743365-116296649040910660?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116296649040910660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116296649040910660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2006/11/back-at-once.html' title='back at once'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-116296459215054101</id><published>2006-11-03T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T21:43:12.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>smack that</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;MARYMOUNT CAMP ROCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm too tired to update :D maybe i will update another time (:&lt;/span&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/15743365-116296459215054101?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116296459215054101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116296459215054101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2006/11/smack-that.html' title='smack that'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-116245034385798265</id><published>2006-11-01T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T22:52:23.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crowded</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;TWO ONE CHALET! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day One&lt;/b&gt; 301006&lt;br /&gt;In the morning i went for church thing thing so only left the house at about 3 plus. Me and Kaizhen went to take a cab down to the chalet (: So anyway that day we just played card games like BLUFF. And i'm telling you, Catherine can really lie. So can I! Haha. Then we played Rummy-O. Haha! PotLuck dinner!&lt;br /&gt;At night, we tried to sleep but Lianne had to go, who's hungry? So in the end we ate and played Rummy-O and yeah only slept at 4 and woke up at 6?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day Two&lt;/b&gt; 311006&lt;br /&gt;Tried cycling but couldn't find enough bikes, so we walked and walked and walked. In the end we walked back because it was just too far. Then we went to the arcade and yeah, played! And I didn't eat lunch because i wasn't hungry. Haha! So we stayed in the chalet and played more Rummy-O! Haha! Oh then we played speed and I won!! HAHAH! And yeah. Aftter that peopel went off to swim but I couldn't swim so I stayed in the chalet. I was so bored that I watch "Princess Hours". Oh well! At night we watched a montage made by Eliza! It was so sad and everybody cried! Oh there was a picture of me copying homework! (: So I slept at 12 and yeah slept all the way until 7? Yeah. Oh this is some things i said in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;"SO HOOOOOT! SO COOOOOOOLD"&lt;br /&gt;When Becky pulled the curtains open and asked if it was bright, I said&lt;br /&gt;"NOOOOOOOO!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day Three&lt;/b&gt; 011106&lt;br /&gt;We just packed up and yeah i went home and sleep for 6 hours. Skipping my lunch and i didn't eat dinner ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE TWO ONE 2006!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&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/15743365-116245034385798265?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116245034385798265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116245034385798265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2006/11/crowded.html' title='crowded'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-116212571065269035</id><published>2006-10-29T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T03:10:43.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't need a man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;tomorrow is class chalet&lt;br /&gt;friday is church camp&lt;br /&gt;27 is odac camp&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/15743365-116212571065269035?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116212571065269035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116212571065269035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-dont-need-man_29.html' title='i don&apos;t need a man'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-116160283228627675</id><published>2006-10-22T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T04:27:12.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That Thing You Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Church today (:&lt;br /&gt;Catechism class was about the shoebox project which well, our school is having too.&lt;br /&gt;Great, all i needed was another thing to help the poor :/&lt;br /&gt;Then mass was funny. I played sudoku and i solved it. I solve 2 puzzles. One very easy and the other difficult. Ugenie couldn't finish :D&lt;br /&gt;Then meeting.&lt;br /&gt;At home, my cousins came and so we played and played.&lt;br /&gt;Then discuss combination and other stuffs :D&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/15743365-116160283228627675?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116160283228627675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116160283228627675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2006/10/that-thing-you-do.html' title='That Thing You Do'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-116160167220541929</id><published>2006-10-20T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T04:07:52.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>showstopper</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today SO MANY PEOPLE ponned school.&lt;br /&gt;But the fun part was after school :D&lt;br /&gt;I went to junction 8 with Amanda, Rebekah and Alyssa where we had Pastamania.&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to Ice Lemon Tee where Alyssa and Rebekah wanted to take picture where the woman said "No using CAA-MAA-RA!"&lt;br /&gt;So we went to the playground to take pictures. Even before we could take a few more shots, the guard chased us away. After that Amanda and Rebekah left.&lt;br /&gt;Since I my camp got cancelled, I went Macs with Alyssa to have a drink and sit down. We sat ourselves next to 4 CAL AMK Sec girls. They were taking really weird pictures of themselves like putting 4 fingers into their mouth and all that. There was this woman who was using tissue to wrap each of her fish dippers to dap off the oil.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the neoprintshop and immitate our BESTFRIENDS. After that we saw our bestfriends again ((:&lt;br /&gt;After that, when we were at the bus stop, Alyssa had a SHOCK!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iloveourBESTFRIENDS :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-116160167220541929?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116160167220541929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116160167220541929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2006/10/showstopper.html' title='showstopper'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-116160108474388155</id><published>2006-10-19T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T04:30:53.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>come fly with me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Frisbee Competition!&lt;br /&gt;Haha! It's rubbish, &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an official, together with Anne, Valerie and Clarissa (:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we played only until break because after the break it was hazy!&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, we won 2nd overall and the Best Supporter Class, &lt;i&gt;i think.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I had to go to church. So i met Ugenie at Junction 8 then we went to church.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we had some talk after which I had to leave early (:&lt;/span&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/15743365-116160108474388155?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116160108474388155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116160108474388155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2006/10/come-fly-with-me.html' title='come fly with me'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-116159966790525940</id><published>2006-10-18T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T03:34:27.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>circles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;I've got back all my results. Let's just say I have all the grades from A1 to C6 for my EOYs. Yeah (: But I don't really care. I only care if I cannot get into my combination choice - physics and chemistry, pure geography and social studies/history (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-116159966790525940?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116159966790525940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116159966790525940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2006/10/circles.html' title='circles'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-116090328299313520</id><published>2006-10-15T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T02:08:03.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Cathechism was weird and funny :D&lt;br /&gt;Mass was boring and we got scolded.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting was Okay and we have loads of camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that was how i spend my sunday morning + afternoon.&lt;/span&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/15743365-116090328299313520?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116090328299313520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116090328299313520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2006/10/welcome-home.html' title='welcome home'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-116073613460984002</id><published>2006-10-13T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T03:42:14.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>living on a prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Today nothing much happened in school :D It was the after school part that was funny :DD&lt;br /&gt;Me and Alyssa decided to go to Junction 8 because we didn't want to go home. It was kinda "fruitful".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We saw &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;HOTNESS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; She was looking hot as usual with her fellow "friends"&lt;br /&gt;2. We saw Alyssa's HOT Raffless guy again. But Alyssa was so upset because he was with his girlfriend and they actually went into kiddy's palace.&lt;br /&gt;3. When we decided to hang around and guess who Alyssa saw? ********! Oh well :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! I shall talk no more :D&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/15743365-116073613460984002?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116073613460984002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116073613460984002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2006/10/living-on-prayer.html' title='living on a prayer'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15743365.post-116057112248670077</id><published>2006-10-10T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T05:52:06.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>maneater</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;Today, I went to East Coast Park with Alyssa, Amanda &amp; Catherine :D We rollarbladed. Well, I didn't know how to so i had to wear all sorts of guards everywhere. I'm a fast learner okay?! But still, i fell down on my ass 4 times! It's painful okay?! But oh well, halfway me and Alyssa decided to take off our blades and WALK. But we took so long to walk. We even met this guy who went passed us and went "Black Bas***d" Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after that we went to the beach and took loads of pictures. Hahaha! I mean alot! From trees to sand to rocks. Haha! Oh we are going wakeboarding one day. Then when we finished out dinner at the Food Village, we saw our principal, MRS LEE! She told us that she was about to meet teachers. So since my daddy wasn't here yet, Catherine and I decided to find for them. But we came up with the conculsion in the end that the teachers are eating at the lagoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5746/1461/1600/CIMG3347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5746/1461/320/CIMG3347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;LOVE :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15743365-116057112248670077?l=sixtytworoses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116057112248670077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15743365/posts/default/116057112248670077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixtytworoses.blogspot.com/2006/10/maneater.html' title='maneater'/><author><name>Gian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
