<?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-4532245378174873873</id><updated>2011-07-28T23:07:41.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My memories</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-3201759408492953948</id><published>2009-06-17T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T07:34:24.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OMG! My 400th post! Can't believe it's so fast! By the way, I now blogging caz my mother just went out. At this time of the day, can you believe it?! It's already 10.30pm and my eyebags are all droopy. So tired...*Yawnz*....My mother said she's gonna be back abit late. T_T Worried for her man. My father and my brother went to Aaron's house and I'm at home with my sister. By the way, Regine called and asked me if I could go jogging with her and Yao Man. Lols. Then they two went to bathe at the same time. =D Regine said I'm dirty. Alamak! I long ago bathed already ok! Not long ago la...Long ago can mean 10 years back...0_0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-3201759408492953948?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/3201759408492953948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg-my-400th-post-cant-believe-its-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3201759408492953948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3201759408492953948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg-my-400th-post-cant-believe-its-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-4760767085191224044</id><published>2009-06-17T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T07:09:49.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Of course, that doesn't mean I'll forget Jiro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348276405549295554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mez2anAfSFw/SjjlDfFeZ8I/AAAAAAAAAK0/KihQjXNW0tM/s320/Jiro+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And Calvin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348295185285104722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mez2anAfSFw/Sjj2InDZxFI/AAAAAAAAAK8/j3tAlsdLTDI/s320/Calvin+23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And of course, Wu Chun. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348296599908882674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mez2anAfSFw/Sjj3a87_mPI/AAAAAAAAALE/WJ0NGkFaTEE/s320/Wu+Chun+54.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fahrenheit ROX forever! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348297226295378626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mez2anAfSFw/Sjj3_aaLAsI/AAAAAAAAALM/ZP4x1a50OTA/s320/Fahrenheit+97.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-4760767085191224044?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/4760767085191224044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/of-course-that-doesnt-mean-ill-forget.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/4760767085191224044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/4760767085191224044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/of-course-that-doesnt-mean-ill-forget.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mez2anAfSFw/SjjlDfFeZ8I/AAAAAAAAAK0/KihQjXNW0tM/s72-c/Jiro+105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-4329425867434416884</id><published>2009-06-17T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:45:52.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mez2anAfSFw/SjjWApXTpWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/y-Wu7ibh2x8/s1600-h/Arron+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348259864094418274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mez2anAfSFw/SjjWApXTpWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/y-Wu7ibh2x8/s320/Arron+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Introducing....."007" of Pi Li MIT! Son of Dr James. (Or is it Mr James? Aiya, whoever he is, he's my uncle.) Lols. Anyway, doesn't he look SMART?! ^^ And shuai. Have the feeling of calm and mysterious aura surrounding him. And of course, his smarty pal. SMARTIES! In that yellow container. =D I have it too! But mine have the M &amp;amp; M wrapper around it. XD It comes in all colours. Each store sold separately. Okok, nvm. =D Just remember he is Arron. ^^ See ya~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&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/4532245378174873873-4329425867434416884?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/4329425867434416884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/introducing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/4329425867434416884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/4329425867434416884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/introducing.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mez2anAfSFw/SjjWApXTpWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/y-Wu7ibh2x8/s72-c/Arron+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-4904708876135490903</id><published>2009-06-17T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:37:42.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Monday I went out with my mother, sister and brother RELUCTANTLY. I'd rather stay at home and watch Pi Li MIT. But of course, that was the reason why I decided to go out with them. Caz I was too afraid of staying home by myself and watching Pi Li MIT. I knew what my father had meant when he said “鬼不怕人，人才怕人” after watching the show. Humans are the ones behind those ghastly cases. *Ahem*...Anyway, we went to Marine Parade caz my sister asked my mother to bring us there. It seems like her favourite shopping place but it seems that she only likes the book shop "BORDERS". -_-" Like my mother said, "Come all the way here just to read books." Thats why I told you she was a bookworm already! Lols. After walking round and round the shopping mall and not buying anything at all, we went to eat dinner. Then we took the bus home and TADA! Back! Okay, so thats all. Byes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-4904708876135490903?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/4904708876135490903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/monday-i-went-out-with-my-mother-sister.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/4904708876135490903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/4904708876135490903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/monday-i-went-out-with-my-mother-sister.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-9031898935741076991</id><published>2009-06-17T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:27:51.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I started watching Pi Li MIT just recently. Today just nice finished watching. That explains why I have the precious time to post. Haven't even practiced the clarinet YET. I think I'll practice tomorrow. By the way, speaking of Pi Li MIT... Arron Yan is soo clever!!! ^^ Plus cute! And shuai! And bubbly! And funny! And alot more! And to speak the truth, its kinda spine chilling. Quite frightening and "kong bu". And they played so many games...My prediction matched with a few of the games. But I totally didn't know that Li Xiao Xing is actually the mastermind. But as expected, that Lu Ke Ying is really fishy. Nowonder the cat also scared. AHH...I just love seeing Arron break the case! ^^ So cool! That Angel Teacher is too devilish. Nowonder alot of students don't like her. Anyway, the game has just begun so if you may, please excuse me. =) TEEHEE!~ XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-9031898935741076991?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/9031898935741076991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-started-watching-pi-li-mit-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/9031898935741076991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/9031898935741076991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-started-watching-pi-li-mit-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-3222343330823649052</id><published>2009-06-16T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:27:32.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last Sunday I went for abacus as usual. But my father took really long to fetch us home. He came one hour later from the time I called him when he only needed about 5 minutes to drive there. Then we went to East Coast to eat lunch. Next, we went to fly kite until it began to drizzle. Actually only a few droplets. While walking past the East Coast Beach to the car park, I suddenly remembered that our band was having a BBQ at Changi beach at about that time. Luckily not at East Coast or else maybe will meet until them. PHEW! Tomorrow theres also a class BBQ. Will not be going. That means I'll be skipping the class BBQ and have already skipped the band BBQ. How anti-social! XD Lols...But I'm very worried about the Chinese project. Hope we can complete it by the deadline. I HATE the idea of going back to school. T_T I wished we didn't have to forever and ever. Haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-3222343330823649052?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/3222343330823649052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-sunday-i-went-for-abacus-as-usual.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3222343330823649052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3222343330823649052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-sunday-i-went-for-abacus-as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-6314277992067338371</id><published>2009-06-16T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T09:26:15.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I remembered last Saturday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Once again, we went to our grandmother's house. My sister went out before that and she told me to bring Michelle's gameboy along with me when I went to my grandmother's house so I thought that she would be going there straight away by herself. She said she might or might not be going so who knows if shes going or not?! Anyway, when we reached there, she wasn't there and later, she called my mother and told her that she was at the house door but she didn't bring the door key which means that she was stuck outside. So my mother told her to come here caz she'll have to be stuck outside for a really long time. Then my mother scolded me caz I told her that my sister will be coming here on her own with confirming it first. T_T Not that it was my fault...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After dinner, we went downstairs to play basketball and once again, the boys kept on making fun of Michelle and calling her names like "AlbertEinSWINE". (Which they meant that she was fat...) I actually feel very sad for her. Caz she always bully people or be rude to the adults and sometimes, when you treat her good, she can treat you bad if she wants to. But sometimes, I feel that she's a really kind person, just abit too mischievious. She especially HATES Melvin and my Ah Ma caz she said that they are very irritating. She always shouts back to my grandmother. But I kinda know that kinda feeling. They're so mean! And Melvin always talk back to her like she talks back to him so they end up fighting in the end. But in the end, it just shows that they're the same kind of people. Haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ANYWAY, they made her angry so she walked away from the basketball there and then again, leaving me there with the others. Sometimes I really don't see why I must treat her so good but when they tease her, she looks like she doesn't care (but actually she does..) and I actually feel angry and sad for her. But, sometimes, I laugh too caz I feel that they're only joking and having fun. Although I feel that the one laughing is being the REAL meanie (which is me) but I can't help it. In the end, I feel sad for her. Can't help it, really. After she stormed of away angrily, I asked them to help me look for her. We found that she was finding stray cats at the void deck. Then later Bryce asked her to don't disturb the cat with that big branch and she went off angrily. They said she was too "bad-tempered". (Although I feel that I was even more bad tempered that she was.) Then she really went up this time. =( I went finding her but couldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We went to the play ground next. The boys played until like mad and I just stood there, waiting for them so we could go up together. Melvin seemed to have become the cats' mother caz he kept on going to them while the rest of the guys played the playground the "dangerous way". Then I saw someone waving from my grandmother's kitchen window. Must be an adult, I thought. She or he was asking us to go up and I asked them once again whether they wanted to go up but they were playing too madly. After awhile, Michelle came down again. This time with my sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To think I was so worried about my sister but she was real nasty when I took the ball with me. She was like "Oi! You just now play very long already leh!" Haiz...This is called "好心没好报". Actually I believed that "Kindness begets kindness" one. But it was SHE who let me believed that there wasn't such a word. Well, sometimes there was. Anyway, we went back to the basketball to play again and Melvin and Michelle started arguing and fighting again. Finally, the person came and asked us to leave caz the CC was closing. We all dashed into the lift like there was a competition. It wasn't fun man, it was DANGEROUS! XP We went up and watched "Boys Over / Before Flowers". Haiz...Well then, see you~ ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-6314277992067338371?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/6314277992067338371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-remembered-last-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/6314277992067338371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/6314277992067338371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-remembered-last-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-3204117966855454344</id><published>2009-06-12T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T08:55:26.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yay! My 4th post of the day! Before it gets to midnight...Its already 11.48pm. Usually, when theres school, I'll sleep at 10pm plus. Luckily don't have. Holidays ROX! Just can't believe that its already going to be the 3rd week soon. I remembered last time when I was younger, holidays don't seemed to fly past so fast. Maybe I enjoyed going to school more when I was younger. Ya know, sometimes things are always not going the way you want it to go. Just like how time flies...Haiz...Poor me. =D (At least thats what I think...) Anyway, I just cut my hair just now. My fringe looks shorter, but still okay to me. And behind, is so SHORT! T_T Regret letting my mother cut. Adults always do this...HAIZZ..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-3204117966855454344?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/3204117966855454344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/yay-my-4th-post-of-day-before-it-gets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3204117966855454344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3204117966855454344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/yay-my-4th-post-of-day-before-it-gets.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-8598072544297703668</id><published>2009-06-12T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T08:46:19.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I was walking to the bus stop with Xin Hui, I saw the band senior (my sister's friend) and Shilpa. (Another one of my sister's friend) Then I saw Erika across the road. Just as she turned around, the bus drove in and stopped right in front of my very eyes. Then I think Erika could sort of see me so I waved at her. I think Xin Hui thought I was mad caz I looked like I was waving at the bus. Awhile later, our bus came too. It was cramped like mad. Both my sister's friends went up first but the bus driver called Shilpa to stop caz of some reasons so we went further in the bus first. Then the band senior kept on talking to Shilpa. Then Shilpa asked me to buy some things from her for her POA project but I didn't. =D Then the band senior kept on asking about the price and all and he kept on joking. The 4 of us kept on laughing like what man! The bus so cramped liao still make us laugh. Later we fall down is his fault. Then the 3 of them went down at the next stop and I went down at the next next stop. So did he. Then later he asked me "You have train?" Then I said "Huh? Train what?" Then he said something like "Oh. Good good. So hardworking. Jy" And I was like ?! Train what?! Lols. But nvm lah. Don't bother to ask. What a weird person. 0_0 Okay then. I'll end my post here. Byes!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-8598072544297703668?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/8598072544297703668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-i-was-walking-to-bus-stop-with-xin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/8598072544297703668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/8598072544297703668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-i-was-walking-to-bus-stop-with-xin.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-424275926194122853</id><published>2009-06-12T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T08:07:20.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today my father drove me to school for band. When I reached there, the school was quite empty. Once I walked out of the car, my glasses was all cloudy with tiny water droplets which made me unable to see for awhile. But I could hear someone calling me though so I walked towards them. I figured out that they were asking me to take my temperature so I took it. Lols. When I finished taking it, I wrote it down on a piece of paper. Then, I sat in a corner waiting for the rest to come. Joey came next and I asked her to take her temperature. Then she gave it to the senior and we waited for Xin Hui to come. Xin Hui came and took her temperature. She said that it was very troublesome and she don't like to take temperature. (Or something like that.) Me too! But it was worst then sars. At least Sars don't need to take temperature until like that. Or maybe Secondary School was more "kan chiong". Lols. We waited for awhile but Jia Qing never came. Then the DM (Drum Major, not Discipline Master.) called us to go up to the band room, put our bags, take out our instruments and be at the carpark in 10 minutes. We rushed like mad but in the end, the 3 of us were the last few to go down. Along with the DM and a band senior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We did the DRILLS. Changed into construction outfits and DRILL down the school until it was dust. (AS IF LA! XD) So the DRILLS was marching. We had to learn how to march and the DM was really strict. He kept on asking us to repeat and repeat. T_T We just learned leh, of course must get used to it first lah! Then do not good must do pumping. I then realised that this was REAL torture. But it was only the beginning of our torture! There are more to come! XP Anyway, girls can use the knees to do pushups but the floor was very rough and my knees and palms were hurting! Plus, I got some bites from the stupid ants on the floor. Oi! Be grateful you're not me hor! LOOK WHERE YOU'RE BITING! &gt;=( Then very itchy and painful and I feel like scratching it but I scared later I land the band in trouble so I "ren" until I going crazy. Jia Qing came late. She came in the middle of the marching and the DM looked at her like very fierce like that. But luckily never scold her. After all that marching, they give us a few seconds to go up and the DM shouted like mad. He must be really angry with us. He kept on shouting "RUN! Run!" As if a monster was chasing us. Be thankful if he doesn't lose his voice! (Lol, don't mean to curse him. No offence. =D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When we went up, we started practicing and luckily Mr Ng never scold us today. I don't know when his scoldings will come back. Anytime one man! After band, we were the last to put away our stands and all those and the DM look at us like he very angry. It seems that Mr Ng went into his body. 0_0 Lol, just joking. He kept on rushing us. Ps lah...We already trying our best okay! ^^ Then we rushed to fall in. After falling in, the senior lent me the score and I decided to bring home my clarinet. Just hope I won't forget to bring it back when the school reopens. Its the first time I've ever brought home my clarinet! But I scared get scolded so just bring home practice lor...HOPEFULLY I WILL REMEMBER TO BRING IT BACK ON WED OR TUES! ^^" Actually I don't want to bring one caz Wednesday the bag very heavy man! Later my arm break ah! Now I'm getting scared. Must write down somewhere to remind me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-424275926194122853?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/424275926194122853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-my-father-drove-me-to-school-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/424275926194122853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/424275926194122853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-my-father-drove-me-to-school-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-3523602059383717741</id><published>2009-06-12T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T07:42:47.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HOLAAAAA!!!~ XD Its my 390th post. Just 10 more posts to 400. You don't know how anxious I am! ='D But actually, I'm not anxious at all...Yeah anyway, yesterday night I didn't really type well about the story caz I was in a hurry to sleep. Lols! I forgot to type one post about how anxious I am for today's band practice! Well I'll tell you how! Yesterday I kept on thinking about whether or not I should go for band. I was scared that I couldn't blow. I was scared that I was scared that I will get scolded again. I was SCARED to be EMBARRASSED. Actually more of an embarrass. (But I couldn't say I was embarrassed to be embarrassed, could I? 0_o) It sounds kinda weird. But in all case, I just went. =D YAY! For the rest of the 2 weeks, I'm FREE!~ And liberated. XD (No difference.) Well, see you in the next post. You'd better be there to see my next post if you wanna find out exciting adventures! (Like real.) Okay then, mateys. BYE! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-3523602059383717741?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/3523602059383717741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/holaaaaa-xd-its-my-190th-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3523602059383717741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3523602059383717741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/holaaaaa-xd-its-my-190th-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-7020887050570851849</id><published>2009-06-11T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T09:01:28.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;With that, I managed to get my book review done this morning. Anyway, about the story...A girl named Megan had a friend named Annabel. But people call her Annie for short. (Lols. Why does all the stories I read these days have the main characters name as Annabel?) Such a coincidence. Anyway, the main character, "I" is Megan. Megan is kinda like a bookworm too. However, she admires an author named Harriet Chance. Megan's birthday is coming up and she yearns for one of Harriet's new book, Scarlet Feather. However, Annie promises Megan that she'll have something even MORE exciting for her birthday. Annie then found this new site on the web but Megan is not allowed to visit chatrooms. Annie says that the site is a site for bookworms. People can chat all about books. Its like a "Bookroom" instead of a chatroom. Annie told Megan that she has been speaking to Harriet's daughter, Lori recently about Megan. Megan was envious of Annie caz she gets to visit chatrooms. Annie then planned with Lori to give Megan a huge surprise. Lori asks her mom if she could meet up with Megan caz Megan was her Number 1 fan and its her wish to meet Harriet. Megan's birthday is on Saturday but they meet up on Thursday. Megan was nervous as she can't believe she was actually going to meet Harriet Chance in real life. However, they told no one about it. Harriet then drives them to a small cottage near the place where her grandmother lives. It was deserted. Harriet told Megan and Annie that she oftens go there to write her books caz its quiet and peaceful and she can get more ideas. Megan and Annie believed her. However, Megans starts suspecting that that woman isn't Harriet as she answered differently from how Megan heard about her. However, Annie doesn't suspect a thing caz she doesn't know Harriet as well as Annie does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In the end, it turned out that Harriet was a fake. But, she let the both of them go (caz she abit crazy) and they went to get help. It turned out that the fake Harriet was abit "boing" (crazy) caz of her daughter's death. She let the both of them go because she felt guilty. (Thats why I tell you she was abit guilty...) In the end, they were both saved but they said that they made a grave mistake. How could they not thought of her being a fake? The author describe until very real like that. When I was reading it, at first I also thought is ok. Then I suddenly also starts suspecting like Megan did. Why didn't I think of that? Why didn't SHE think of that too? Like very real like that. So fun reading! But also very scary la..I read finish le like abit scared like that... But I know we won't fall for that type of trick la...Unless is somebody...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-7020887050570851849?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/7020887050570851849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/with-that-i-managed-to-get-my-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7020887050570851849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7020887050570851849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/with-that-i-managed-to-get-my-book.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-1788356583826445735</id><published>2009-06-11T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T08:07:36.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Regine left for Malaysia today. =( Sad caz I couldn't get to play with her. I woke up quite late today caz I turned off my alarm when it rung this morning. Too early. That time was supposed to be for tomorrow. T_T AHHH!!! I don't feel like going to band again tomorrow. We'll just get scolded. This is a torture, man. Anyway, I spent my time playing Runescape. Now? Well, I've just finished reading a book Rui Ling introduced to me. She said the author writes good books. Guess she knows really well. Abit of a bookworm like my sister. Nowonder her English so pro. *Envy*...^^ But oddly, Regine rarely reads book but her English also very good. Maybe she talks alot of English at home. Anyway, I read this book by Jean Ure. It has three Friendship stories in one thick book. Its called "The Friends Forever Collection". Nice man! I suggest you reading it...although I've only read the first story. I'll describe about it in my next post. So bye for now!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-1788356583826445735?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/1788356583826445735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/regine-left-for-malaysia-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/1788356583826445735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/1788356583826445735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/regine-left-for-malaysia-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-4585818026334977022</id><published>2009-06-11T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T07:55:11.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi all! =D Yesterday, I went out with Regine, Yao Man and Rui Ling. We agreed to meet at their house void deck at 1pm. I was rushing all the way before that caz I still need to fetch my brother and bathe. Yao Man told me that we will be eating lunch together with Rui Ling so I didn't eat. Then later we met Regine downstairs. Before that, Yao Man was facing another side and she was dancing near the lift at the void deck there. When I noticed it, I looked around to see if have people passing by or what and I saw someone passing by. When I turned back to look at Yao Man, she had already stopped dancing and she opened her eyes big big and smiled an evil smile. Then I laughed. Then she kept on saying "Why never tell me?!" And I kept on laughing. LOL! XD Anyway, after awhile, Rui Ling came from another side and Regine said she walk until like model like that. You know, Regine always like to exaggerate until very funny. Make me laugh until like mad. After that, we walked to the food court to eat together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then Yao Man told us that she ate a bit of lunch liao and she not hungry anymore. Regine said she also ate her lunch already. ALAMAK! Yao Man very naughty leh! She say she will eat with us but she go and eat first. Then she even said that it wasn't her fault caz Yao Hui "seduced" her with Maggie Mee. LOL! XD Rui Ling and I then forced her to eat with us caz she told us she wanted to eat lunch with us one leh. So we went to the Food Court and ordered some desserts! (For stress XD...) Rui Ling and Yao Man treat us one. So happy! ^^ Lols. Then we eat until very happy and Regine said that she will only eat the brown part. Alamak! Then she said that the Chendol which Rui Ling and Yao Man was eating looks like vomit. WHAT THE?! ALAMAK! XD We eating man! But anyway, we ignored her and carried on eating. But the naughty Regine destroyed our happiness by polluting the ice kachang with Chendol and the Chendol with ice kachang. She said that Chendol very nice, and so is ice kachang. Mix liao will become "EVEN MORE NICER". Then the 3 of us kept on laughing and laughing. But she wasted the Chendol man! Caz still have alot and we don't want to eat le caz she go and pollute. But luckily, the ice kachang was only a little bit polluted. =D Yao Man then forced regine to try her "mixture" of Chendol and ice kachang but Regine backed away. -_-" She also know very disgusting then why go and mix?! Aiyo! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After eating, we went to the Library to do our homework. Rui Ling needed to find Chinese books for her Chinese book review and I needed English ones. Rui Ling's English very good, so she helped me find some interesting books. But, my Chinese not so good...^^ So I never help her find any. Psps...Anyway, when we went back to where Regine and Yao Man were, I coincidentally saw my brother and sister! Then I thought my mother was with them so I went up to them and asked. My brother was surprised to see me but my sister looked as if she wasn't. Then I asked her to help me borrow the 3 books which Rui Ling had chosen for me. After that, my brother kept on following me everywhere and banging me with his "fake gun" as if he was in the middle of a battle. Dunno why he stick with me until like that when I'm with my friends but when I'm at home, he's like totally different. Maybe my sister was too busy choosing books that she did not bother to talk to him. You know, shes like a bookworm... Anyway, I was too fed up so I went into the Girls' Toilet. Rui Ling and Yao Man helped me fake to him that I had a stomache so that he would go away but when I went out, he was still there, waiting for me. (As if I'm his dinner...0_0) Then he followed me all the way downstairs but luckily, he never followed us OUT of the Library. Yes, OUT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yao Man asked if we wanted to go to White Sands and Rui Ling immediately agreed while Regine and I were shocked. White Sands?! Now?! But luckily, Regine saved ME caz she didn't bring her ez-link card and we don't have to go. Yay. Lols We went to buy bubbletea after that while we walked to T1. But we had nothing to do at T1 so we went to TM instead as Yao Man wanted to buy her handphone strap for Yao Hui. We went to MIni Toons and Yao Man and Rui Ling went straight right in while I stood at the entrance. Regine suddenly pulled me out and told me not to go in caz there was this promoter promoting something to Rui Ling and Yao Man and they didn't seem to be interested in it. Regine said it was a box. Lol! Whats so interesting about a BOX? =D Anyway, Regine and I chatted about the Spongebob Squarepants show and she said she really loved it. Then we went in again. We looked through the row of keychains. CUTE! ^^ Yao Man told us that she had not enough money to buy the handphone strap. Haiz...Then we looked at some shoelaces with many different patterns and colours. Regine told us what she would DEFINITELY NOT wear and what she may accept. Lols. All in all, I feel that they're okay. But just too fancy for a shoe...Rui Ling bought something and we headed to Century Square next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We walked through the row of small shops outside big shops. You know those small shops selling little things. But somethings were nice! I like the spinning thingy which looked so ~sensational~. Makes it looks like glowing things. NICE! =D Then we went to Montip and I accidentally stepped on someone's feet and I said "Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!" And the person said "Ow! Ow! OW!" And she stopped saying that after I let her feet off. But I was really sorry caz she said so many "OW's". =( Then Yao Man went to a small shop which sold watches at only $5! Cheap man! Those type of watched many people wear. I think its -IN FASHION-. =_=" Anyway, Yao Man had not enough money so she needed to borrow a dollar from Rui Ling. Then she asked who wants to go to her house. Usually, Regine and I will be like "Can ah? OKAY!" But since we were too tired, we turned down her offer. However, Rui Ling wanted to go. And she said she'll go only if I go. But I still don't feel like going caz my legs feel like as if they were going to break soon. We kept on talking about that outside the Montip shop and Yao Man and Regine will quarrel once in a while. In the end, we decided that some other day would be find too. Hahahaha! Then we went home. Originally, Yao Man wanted to take the bus. However, we couldn't leave Regine to walk home all by herself so we walked with her. Along the way, Yao Man kept on blaming Regine and they kept on arguing. Rui Ling was quiet the whole while. Maybe the sun was too glaring until she don't feel like talking. Thats how I felt when I was walking to their house void deck with Yao Man. The HOT HEAT is burning me alive!~ Lols! ^^ Anyway, we split up along the way, Yao Man walked with me and Regine walked with Rui Ling. *Yawnz*...What a tiring day. Ending here for now. Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-4585818026334977022?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/4585818026334977022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-all-d-yesterday-i-went-out-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/4585818026334977022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/4585818026334977022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-all-d-yesterday-i-went-out-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-3124258258366252126</id><published>2009-06-09T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T08:57:48.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HUUUUU.....XIIIIIIIIII.....*Breathes in more air*...Phew! The more I typed, the angrier I got. So, I decided to post a new post. Okay, lets continue and be done with this morning's rubbish. I don't wish to remember it anymore. During our break, my sister's friend kept on harrassing me to buy cookies from her for her group's POA project. I didn't help my sister buy lor! But luckily, I forgot to bring my wallet out from my bag so I didn't buy. =D Lol, very evil eh? MUAHAHAHAHA! ^^ Then after the break, we practiced awhile more before falling in and going home. I'm NEVER EVER going for the band's BBQ. I don't feel like seeing gorillas or hippos on Sunday as well. 2 days already going die liao. 1 more day, sure die one. Jia Qing smart lor! Never go...Go there is not for practicing one. Is for being scolded one. Haiz....poor thing...=( Aiya, nvm lah...Shall stop here now. I need to go and dream nice dreams liao. =D Hopefully can forget about the gorilla who bullies people. &gt;:( See ya!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-3124258258366252126?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/3124258258366252126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/see-ya-wishing-upon-star.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3124258258366252126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3124258258366252126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/see-ya-wishing-upon-star.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-6749815526009671610</id><published>2009-06-09T08:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T08:51:26.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;NOW! I'm gonna start my rants soon. Listen if you want, back off if you don't. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today, I woke up early at 6.30am. =D Then went to band at 7.20 something. Reached there at 7.30 something. At first I want to wait at the foyer one, but have alot of basketball boys and some other girls so I just went up first. Anyway when Xin Hui they all come, they'll be able to see me. I wait and wait until one senior come and sit down at the Mc Donalds table. She called me to sit down too so I sit down and wait. I kept on yawning and yawning man! *Yawnz*...Speaking of yawns, I feel like yawning too. *Yawnz* I just yawned...0_0 Anyway, later Joey came. She saw me upstairs so she came up. Then we waited and waited for Xin Hui and Jia Qing to come. Suprisingly, Xin Hui came first. We thought Jia Qing late for band. Then later Xin Hui said "What if she 9am then come?" Then we remembered that she doesn't have a handphone. We were quite worried for her man. But it turned out that all the girl percusionists didn't come. Maybe they scared Mr Ng shift them to tuba. I mean, which girl in the right mind will want to blow that big, bulky shiny stuff?! So heavy and big man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, we were sitting in the band room and chatting for awhile until Mrs Sng came in with her ferocious look. (Once again...She can be paired up with the gorilla you know...They make a perfect pair...-_-") Then she scolded us for not taking our temperature. The whole band was forced to go outside take temperature. After that, we got our instrument and started practicing until Mr Ng came. He looked very happy, like he was in a good mood. Then we started practicing again. Alot of notes I don't know the fingering. Quite nervous...Then as usual, he scold here, scold there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After awhile, I forgot is before or after the break. He talking to one person mah...Then I never listen to what they talk caz its not anything interesting. Then later, he suddenly throw a "book-like file" at the piano. I was sitting directly beside the piano so the file hit me a little. Then I looked up at him, he still smiling. After that I heard alot of laughter. I ignored the laughter and just pick up the file and put on top of the piano. Then he say "Eh, pass behind la! This one gong gong one leh!" (Gong gong kinda means blur blur..) Then he still smiling man! So I just take the file from the piano and stretch my hand to pass it to the back. Nobody take so I look back then got someone take. I heard many more laughters then I very angry liao. Wa lao eh! Hit people, don't know how to say sorry, nvm. Caz I know you un-civallised person. But still say me blur. You then eat da bian la! If you don't want to put the file on the piano then you aim on the piano for what?! Drop down also I pick up. Your aiming very L.A.N leh! Then when nobody looking, I suddenly dripped a tear but I faster wipped it away caz I scared people see. If you really go over the line, I sure complain to my parents ask them complain to the school. You have limited patience level, I don't have meh?! You go and DYE lah! Gorilla on land, hippo in water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok, calm down. Now feeling much better after ranting. Anyway, after that, I kept on thinking about faster going home and typing this post to rant. Well, now I've done it. Angry like don't know what...You want people to respect you, you respect people first lah! You think just because I Sec 1, I very easy to bully ah?! Like real man! Anyway, must bear with it. Just for a few more YEARS. But I very scared I cannot "ren" liao. Everytime sure will have people get scolded one. He joke although is very funny but when he scold people, he don't know that his words very hurtful meh?! He even say "If want die, can. Die further away from me lah!" I was like WHAT THE?! Even gorilla or hippo better than him lor! At least they warm-blooded. He always insults people with all the : Eat dabian, Jump down the building...And so on...Just because we don't know how to play, also don't need insult us what! You think you play until very perfect meh?! ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-6749815526009671610?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/6749815526009671610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-im-gonna-start-my-rants-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/6749815526009671610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/6749815526009671610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-im-gonna-start-my-rants-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-4568501815715099140</id><published>2009-06-09T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T08:13:15.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Howdy ~ ^^ Talk about yesterday first then talk about today. Yesterday I stayed at home the whole day. Never go out. Although holiday boring, it still rocks. Don't need go school. Can sleep late. Don't need to wake up so early. Most importantly, CAN PLAY! But second week liao leh! Very soon, the Jupiter holidays will be over ~ T_T Say "bye!" NO WAY!!! I WANT 1 MORE YEAR OF HOLIDAY. It'll be good if don't need go school forever. Thats the bestest dream. Second to none. =D *Sighs..* School is damn stressful. Eat desserts also cannot re-stress. (Is there such a word? Well, at least MY dictionary have. =D) Anyway, I play whole day. But of course have do homework lah...Maybe...Just a little. =) But anyway, holiday I everyday 7.30am wake up caz I set alarm. Except for today...6.30am...Caz of stupid band. See ya in the next post! I'll be ranting! &gt;:( Bye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-4568501815715099140?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/4568501815715099140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/bye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/4568501815715099140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/4568501815715099140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/bye.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-7201391552272792245</id><published>2009-06-07T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T08:41:10.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today morning, we went to abacus. My brother never go caz he have rashes. After abacus, my father brought us to the hawker centre nearby to eat then we went home. Later, he brought Melvin to Aaron's house but we didn't go. I stayed at home and played with Regine on the computer. So long never laugh until like that liao. XD Miss the old times....Haiz....*Sighs*...How I wished time will stop at the moment after PSLE, where we all get to play and not worry about anything and everything....T_T Why didn't I cherish the time?! Okay, nvm... Anyway, we play until very SHIOK until my father come back. Then I called Regine and we chatted over the voice mail I got. The person's phone number was "81818831" leh! SO easy to remember! If only mine was like that. Lol! XD Then she got to go so we promised that tomorrow we'll talk again. =D I remember last time when we were in Primary 5, we can talk for hours until both my parents and her parents fed up and our ears pain until can melt off. XD Then she had to go to England and we never talk for a very long time. ^^ Haiz...Now cannot liao. Very busy. So long then! ~ =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-7201391552272792245?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/7201391552272792245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-morning-we-went-to-abacus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7201391552272792245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7201391552272792245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-morning-we-went-to-abacus.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-1637469735386493705</id><published>2009-06-07T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T08:33:27.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday was Saturday. (Baby also can tell. -_-") Lols...Anyway, we went to the hawker centre for dinner. My uncle treat us one. The whole lot of relatives was there. Michelle, Aaron, Amanda, Cecilia, Bryce and Bryan were all there. Including all my aunts and uncles from my father's side. Ate until so full man! T_T Then I feel like going to the toilet but very wet so i never go. Caz my slippers is made of rubber so I scared fall down. I "ren" awhile more until I went to my grandmother's house. Anyway, after eating, we went to the playground. My cousin, Cecilia kept on asking me to take picture for her. Like I've become her PP. Personal Photographer. =D Honourable name! ^^ Lols. But have alot of reflection from the lights caz the playground very dark. After that we went straight to my grandmother's house. So of them walked but I sit my father's car caz I very urgent already. I immediately chiong for the toilet but Michelle kept on saying she first so I let her lor. After that, we went downstairs to play basketball. Michelle, my sister and I. We play until the the 4 boys come back then saw us at the CC playing basketball. So they joined us along with Aaron's sister. After awhile, they suddenly say they want go see cat so we went to join them. Then Dawn and Aaron felt bored so they went up first. Left Michelle, Melvin, the 2 'B's and I. We looked for kittens in the bushes. Very cute man! Small small one! But they don't want to come out so we kept on kicking the bush and making them come out. Then suddenly Bryce and Melvin went off without telling us. We found out that they went up caz they thought we went up so in the end, we also went up. (Lol, confusing...~) Then all the aunts nag nag nag. Say dunno what "Touch cats" all those. We never even get to touch it caz it kept on running from one end of the bush to the other end. Alamak! In the end, we also run here run there until tired. Clever cat! Anyway, we rested for awhile and watched abit of Boys Before Flowers on the TV before going home. *Yawnzz*...It was such a tiring day!~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-1637469735386493705?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/1637469735386493705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/yesterday-was-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/1637469735386493705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/1637469735386493705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/yesterday-was-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-8029759067918358779</id><published>2009-06-07T08:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T08:15:07.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hola Madonna! (I'm a donut!) XD Long time no see. =D Last Thursday, I supposed to meet Ruth they all for the chinese project one. But I don't know how to go White Sands. =P And plus, my mother going to go work and my sister not at home so I need to stay at home with my brother. In the end, I didn't go. =( Feel very guilty. Psps! Sorry! Then the next day went to band. Xin Hui was the last to arrive once again. But she still smiling happily. &gt;:) Lols. Joking...^^ She came with Sheryl they all and the senior. Then we went to practice. Mr Ng was angrier than Wednesday. He kept on asking us to go eat da bian! Da bian is one of my favourite word okay! Don't misuse it la! &gt;:( MUAHAHA! Just jk...But its really my favourite word. =D Anyway, Xin Hui and I missed the bus caz they hold us back for 40 minutes plus. Then we walked home together. So sunny and hot man! T_T Burning! Then I supposed to go with my sister to play basketball with Jaslin they all but very hot then I don't feel like going. Then later I do my homework awhile then my sister call and ask me to go caz not so sunny already. I told her I'll go later but I do until forgot. T_T Sorry! Aiyo, I very evil leh...Keep on making people wait. Haiz...evil....=( So long ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-8029759067918358779?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/8029759067918358779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/muahaha-just-jk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/8029759067918358779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/8029759067918358779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/muahaha-just-jk.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-2574526798256632017</id><published>2009-06-05T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T09:20:19.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi! Its my 380th post! I spent Wednesday watching Dramas. I watched the Japan version of Boys Over Flowers le. Aiya! Don't know is Before or Over la... Very complicated. I just know Korean version nicest to me. Japan second. Taiwan don't even make it look like they're rich. Aiyo... Anyway, today went for band practice again. Xin Hui was the last to arrive among us four once again. She came with one whole group of people and we went up together. After that, we took our instruments and went to practice. Mr Ng seemed angrier than Wednesday. Scary!~ I want to complain him ask us eat shit! Lol, just joking. But he really ask us eat shit. He ownself try first la...Sample first. He don't show us how we know how to eat?! Ok nvm. Then at the end of the band practice, he gave us chocolates. Don't think we'll be taken over by a bar of chocolate! Joking joking... Then I walked home with Xin Hui. Along the way, we chatted about the yesterday 8pm show. Funny man! XD Can't stop laughing. Just now I played IMVU with Regine. Play until very fun. Tomorrow meet!~ Sayonara~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-2574526798256632017?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/2574526798256632017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-its-my-380th-post-i-spent-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/2574526798256632017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/2574526798256632017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-its-my-380th-post-i-spent-wednesday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-3679662239208842046</id><published>2009-06-05T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T09:11:23.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yoyoyo! 大家好！(Big house good. Lols..) Long time no blog already. Aiya...You don't know I am a very busy person meh? Must understand hor! Ok nvm. Holidays are the BEST! Although everyday at home nothing to do. At least better than going to school and listening to boring lessons. Today in quite a good mood. Actually not very good. I everyday also bad mood one...Hate myself...GRRR!!! Anyway, last Tuesday went for band. Xin Hui last one to arrive. At first I thought I going to late man. Then I keep on praying for the bus to faster come caz I scared need do pumping. Luckily I was not the last to reach school. I quickly CHIONG in man! Then I saw Joey. Then later Jia Qing came, then finally Xin Hui came. We went up, got the instruments and started practicing. Once Mr Ng come, do serious business le. He really very scary leh. Our school pay him to scold us. -_-" I shouldn't have chosen it. My father keep on asking me whether I want to change or not. He say until like I will have regrets. Haizz...DUNNO lah! Very stressed la! Studies stressed, CCA also stressed. Last time only studies stressed. Now have CCA, so extra. Add to our stress only. He kept on scolding and joking throughout the whole band practice. Sometimes laugh, sometimes scared. Really hope can change conductor. Haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-3679662239208842046?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/3679662239208842046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/yoyoyo-big-house-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3679662239208842046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3679662239208842046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/yoyoyo-big-house-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-2953448065074452328</id><published>2009-06-02T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:51:24.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last Sunday was a boring day. Firstly, went top abacus class in the morning. Then father come fetch us go to my mother's sister's house for lunch. The cocktail ROX! XD After lunch, we watched abit of TV. That show damn nice man! ^^ Then we watched abit of the Beach Ball show before my sister said she wanted to go out by the cloth for her porject. So the 5 of us went together, me, my brother, my sister, my mother and father. My mother bought for me a purple spoon. 80 cents only, cheapscape. Lols, just joking. I like that kind of spoon so I ask my mother buy. Then we went back to my aunt's house to have dinner. Watched abit of TV again and went home. *Yawnz..* Quite a boring day, huh? Anyway, everyday is always so boring. *SIghs*...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-2953448065074452328?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/2953448065074452328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-sunday-was-boring-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/2953448065074452328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/2953448065074452328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-sunday-was-boring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-4216638988035435271</id><published>2009-06-02T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:29:59.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yoz peeps! =D Last Saturday, I went to my grandmother's house again. By the time we reached there, it was already 8pm. Very late man! Then we ate our dinner and went downstairs to play basketball with our cousins. My sister didn't play caz she haven't finish her abacus homework. Oh ya! ABACUS HOMEWORK! I also have! 0_0 Almost forgot. Thanks to this post, I remembered. Anyway, Michelle brought along her light stick thingy. The stick which lights up when you crack it. It GLOWS in the dark! ^^ Lols. I chose red. Quite nice....=D Green also very nice. Blue no light one...=( Maybe spoil. Then we all connected the light stick and wore it around our wrist. Then we played basketball. After awhile, Melvin and Aaron played table tennis and the ball we into the drain twice. Bryce had to take out the cover to take out the ball and Melvin and Aaron went to wash it. Lols. Twice in a row man. How unlucky! =( Then we continued playing for awhile before Aaron, Michelle, Bryce and Bryan decided to scare Melvin. They wanted to run away, leaving melvin all alone in the court and see how he'd react. I was against it as I feel that he might get scared and cry. Then we'll be in big trouble if that really happens. Then in the end, we decided to go to the 2nd floor only. When we started running, Michelle and I ran to the CC's second floor but the other 3 went up from the lift. They thought that we meant the building's second floor. (Aiya...I blur liao...Don't know how to explain...) So in the end, we went back to the court and waited for them to come down but they didn't. Then we decided to go back up. When we went back, we found them hiding in the toilet. Aaron acted that he have stomache but in the end, they came out. After awhile, they went back home and we left a few minutes later. It was strange caz we always 11pm plus then go home but on that day, we went home at about 10pm plus. Maybe they're having a Victory celebration. &gt;:( GRRR!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-4216638988035435271?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/4216638988035435271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/grrr-wishing-upon-star.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/4216638988035435271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/4216638988035435271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/grrr-wishing-upon-star.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-6143312208968254066</id><published>2009-06-02T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:06:26.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Every now and then, I keep on thinking about that cute dream. Wished it was real. But of course, if I really saw him, I won't be asking him "What are you doing here." Of course ask him for autograph first la! ^^ Recently I've been watching another drama. Quite nice too. =) I suddenly feel like I miss Fahrenheit so much. =( *Sigh*...........THEY ROCK MAN!!! YEAH! Lols. ^^ And my sister has been really busy this few days for her POA project I think. My mother helping her. By the way, I haven't finish my holiday homework man...Still have the stupid Chinese project. *Yawnz*...Must chiong already. Cya!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-6143312208968254066?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/6143312208968254066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/every-now-and-then-i-keep-on-thinking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/6143312208968254066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/6143312208968254066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/every-now-and-then-i-keep-on-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-7313274177377783757</id><published>2009-06-02T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T18:54:30.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last Friday, I had a dream. It was the best dream I have ever dreamt of man! ALELOOYAAAA!!~ BUT, when I found out that it was a dream, I wished that I won't ever wake up. -.-" But in the end I did. Or else who do you think will be typing this post? 0_o By the way, I very long never post liao, I know. Holiday mah...Busy leh..Lols, like real. Anyway, guess what I dreamt of? =D Bet you can't guess it! =P MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! ^^ (Btw, I'm not evil. &gt;:D) Okay. So whats your guess? A monkey in a bus? WRONG! A bangla in a plane? WRONG! An evil witch? WRONG! Aiya, use your brain la! Of course is.....JIRO lah! XD Joking joking. The use your brain part is joking only...No offence - fullstop -  But I really dreamt of Jiro. And I was shock when I woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I dreamt that I saw him in a place like a farm...Then I spied on his every move. When he was under a tree while talking to somebody else, I suddenly went up to him. I forgot what I asked him liao caz it was a dream ma...But I think it was kinda like "Hi. What are you doing here?" in chinese. (Of course I will feel curious la...Caz he is a star and he's in a farm. I also never see the other Fahrenheit members...) Guess what he replied? "I'm here for my driver's license." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I : Oh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(Then he said something funny. Don't remember what...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I : Hahaahahaa! You very funny leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(Then he smiled. OMG!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The next day, he came to my house. But somehow, it didn't look like my house at all in the dream. He brought alot of things. Weird dream eh?....Then we chat for awhile and I suddenly woke up. LOL! XD He went to a FARM for his DRIVING LICENSE! So cute man! ^^ HAHAHAHAAS!!! I think I must be too silly to dream such a silly dream. But it ROX man! XD Bye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-7313274177377783757?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/7313274177377783757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/d-okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7313274177377783757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7313274177377783757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/06/d-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-2073517051685644649</id><published>2009-05-31T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T08:59:41.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Opps...0_0 Blur me...Heehee..I seemed to have forgotten to blog about what happened last Friday. And plus, theres only 4 more minutes to 12am...Which is the start of a new day. Ok, I'll rush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last Friday, school ended at 9.15am caz we only had to eat breakfast with teacher and do some other stuffs. Ate Sausage McMuffin. Yum! WIth Milo WITHOUT straw. Cannot blame them la...Maybe the need to carry too much stuff until blur. =( But at least still can drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;By the way, I seemed to have remembered typing about Friday leh...ARGH!!! Did I or did I not?! Aiya, don't care la! Type then type again lor! Okay, I gotta rush to post this post liao. Later 12am then wasted. =D (I also don't know why wasted...) Bye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-2073517051685644649?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/2073517051685644649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/opps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/2073517051685644649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/2073517051685644649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/opps.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-3421127667699663912</id><published>2009-05-29T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T08:27:05.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruth's Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ruth's Test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Q1 What do our classmates describes you as? (B)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a) dat emo gal... T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;b) I hardly ever talk to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;c) ENTHU! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;d) Everyone says different things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Q2 How do you describe the amt of frens you hang-out wif? (C)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a) I'm always wif my close frens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;b) None of them are suited for the "high-class" me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;c) Hmm, there's ... and ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;d) Quite big, but quite small...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Q3 What would be your one and only wish? (A)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a) To be myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;b) FAME! MONEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;c) Happiness for everyone. Yeah! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;d) Less trouble in my life. *phew*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Q4 What will you do when you did smth wrong? (C)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a) Start blushing and keep quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;b) Push the blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;c) Apologize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;d) "Psps"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Q5 When someone praises you, you: (D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a) *blush*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;b) Feel proud of yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;c) Thank the person and smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;d) "no larhs, you better lorhs!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Q6 When someone slaps you, you: (B)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a) *sobbs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;b) WTH?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;c) *open mouth*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;d) Huh? Wat happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Q7 HOw do you describe your style? (D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;) T-shirt &amp;amp; shorts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;b) Exaggerating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;c) Cute barhs. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;d) Casual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;RESULTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mostly As - YOu are known to most ppl as th quiet &amp;amp; shy type. Although that might not be who you really wanna be, but your close frens enjoy being with you, as you are understanding and a gr8 listener.OVERALL: Hard to approach, nice to get along with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mostly Bs - YOu are difficult to get along with, but it's bcuz you are not used to opening up to someone. If you start to step out from your world, you will see that there are alot of things you still didnt know.OVERALL: Easy to talk to, but dont really like your replies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mostly Cs -YOu are a happy gal, who cnt be brought down easily. YOur frens enjoy your company, and they think you are a great fren. Although sometimes, they just wish you will calm down for a moment.OVERALL: Enjoy your company, overly excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mostly Ds - YOu are and innocent gal, but trouble just seem to be coming your way. YOu dunno how to speak to others, but they like being with you. They think you are special, and likes your personality.OVERALL: Quite blurr, innocent and special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-3421127667699663912?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/3421127667699663912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/ruths-test.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3421127667699663912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3421127667699663912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/ruths-test.html' title='Ruth&apos;s Test'/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-6515839085622089353</id><published>2009-05-29T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T08:04:33.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Actually, I typed soo much but I just forgot one thing. Just now, that cat appeared again. It kept on "meowing". But it got chased away by my mother. Wonder if it will appear again tomorrow. Sometimes...cats bite... (Okay, now what am I talking about?...) Oh well, nvm...byez -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-6515839085622089353?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/6515839085622089353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/actually-i-typed-soo-much-but-i-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/6515839085622089353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/6515839085622089353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/actually-i-typed-soo-much-but-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-5490333307237944342</id><published>2009-05-29T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T07:57:05.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I'll sleep late today. No matter how tired I am. Actually, I still not quite used to Secondary School life and friends. Still feeling a little weird. Primary School was a blast! I will ALWAYS remember it. I remember last time I LOVE going to school. Some lessons were fun. Recess was fun too. Especially with friends. Now recess is boring. Maybe the atmosphere had changed. After all, we ARE in a different school. I remember last time when I wanted to go back to TNPS with Yao Man, the security guard did not let us in. He said dunno what swine flu or something like that...Haiz. Now, Singapore is one of the countries infected with this disease. Hope everyone I know won't get contacted with this disease. Especially, family, Fahrenheit and Regine, Yao Man, Kai Jun and Wendy they all. =D Healthy forever &lt;3&gt;:D I THINK I DAMAGED MY BRAIN BY CRYING TOO MUCH....I DUNNO IF I'M MAD OR WHAT...BUT THIS LIFE SUCKS! XP I hate using the word "sucks" too. Its so "not polite". =( Okay, nvm...Bye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-5490333307237944342?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/5490333307237944342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-ill-sleep-late-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/5490333307237944342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/5490333307237944342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-ill-sleep-late-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-5573267143919567743</id><published>2009-05-29T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T07:36:55.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember? Oi, answer leh! Remember or not?! Ay, you don't answer is it?! Then don't blame me then! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNSSSSSSWWWWWEEEEEERRRRR!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ANSWER! &gt;:( Wait a minute, I didn't say the question, did I? Opps, sorry! Pspsps! ^^" My bad. Sorry! Sorryy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok, anyway, the question is...Do you remember the post where I said that there were 2 more turns to decide the outcome? In the end, the outcome is NO. It hurts man! I suddenly feel that this world is lame. Why must I make a fool out of myself?! Sometimes, I really feel like stabbing a knief through my heart. But I will always think of questions like "Later the knife can pluck out or not? Heard that if you commit sucide, you will go DEEP DOWN to the place beginning with the letter 'H'." These lame questions keep on flooding in my head. Wish someone could do the job for me. *Yawnz* Actually, I'm not supposed to be thinking all these. Caz the more you wish to die, the more you are not allowed to die. =( Aiya, BAKA la! You don't want to read this, you go away. BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Btw, its my 370th post. Stupid world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-5573267143919567743?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/5573267143919567743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/remember-oi-answer-leh-remember-or-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/5573267143919567743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/5573267143919567743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/remember-oi-answer-leh-remember-or-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-5212764641125443500</id><published>2009-05-29T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T07:14:34.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I WISHED YOU UNDERSTAND THE PAIN. -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sigh*...The new beginning of a new post. Today we had breakfast in the classroom. McDonalds. Yum! ^^ But if the milo was hot, it would be better. Drinking such cold drinks in the morning is not good. But that was a full breakfast. Miss Teacher was rushing through what seemed to be a report. She didn't have breakfast with us. We spent an hour or so doing nothing. Then when school ended, she just went off, leaving us to arrange the tables and chairs by ourselves. Such a teacher....But school ended early for us today caz it was the last day. School ended at 9.15am. The best months - June and December. Caz don't need to go school and see those teachers the "lian se". If they happy, we lucky. If they not happy, we die. Hate school so much. The principal is the WORST. She looks very fierce, even when she smiles. The vice principal never smiles. Maybe only. = Abit only...Haiz. By the way, congrats to Ruth for getting top! ^^ Just now I saw her when I was on the way home fetching my brother. I was quite surprised to see her there. =) Haiz...Now I'm feeling tired. Always feel the same after crying. Feel so tired...~ Same like yesterday. But yesterday I cried worst. In the morning when I woke up, my eyes were abit sore and small. Weird...I must promise myself never to cry unless I want to. *Sigh...* ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-5212764641125443500?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/5212764641125443500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wished-you-understand-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/5212764641125443500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/5212764641125443500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wished-you-understand-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-3413182735840507420</id><published>2009-05-29T06:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T06:49:41.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Haiz all....Here to talk about YESTERDAY again. Alot of things happened...Too tired to talk about it but still talk. Okay, nvm. Yesterday night I cried alot. My mother la! She asked me to lend her staple but mine no bullet so I ask her take from my brother's table. Then she started scolding me, say I selfish or whatever caz I don't want lend her. Then I tell her is not I don't want lend her, is because mine no bullet. Then she say why never tell her?! She have alot. I was starting to get very angry man! How I know she got alot?! The next line was the most hurting thing a mother could say "Nowonder nobody likes you. You always like that one. So selfish!" While saying that, she walked away. I KNOW SHE DOESN'T LIKE ME. SHE ONLY KNOWS HOW TO SCOLD ME EVEN WHEN ITS NOT MY FAULT! T_T When I shout, she scolds me. When my brother went mad, she didn't even speak a single word. When the cordless phone is not in place, she say is I take one. Then when I say "How I know?! I also never take!" And she will reply "Not you take, who take?!" You ask me I ask who?! I'm not the only one she can ask right?! And plus, I always do the MOST house work for her. When she not at home, I help her wash the dishes. When she cannot fetch my irritating brother, I always help her fetch. When she ask me help her fold the clothes, I also help her fold. Everything I do even when I'm not the oldest. And when I ask my sister help me help her fetch that stupid brother of mine, she can only say "Huh..." Always I fetch one! Everything I do...But I do so much she still hates me the most! I can't stand it liao la!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Feel like dying. Shit...I started crying again. Bye -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-3413182735840507420?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/3413182735840507420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/haiz-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3413182735840507420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3413182735840507420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/haiz-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-3306727614205403713</id><published>2009-05-29T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T06:36:51.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yoyoyoyoyo! ^^ Yesterday we watched a few videos on Tables Manners and Eating Right during Home Economics. Quite boring...I almost slept. *zzzZZZZZzzz* Then we watched "Monsters VS Aliens" the movie during Maths. Looks like alot people not interested. The starting part very boring but it started to get better at the middle. Then after recess, we went to the computer lab to type out the essay during English. Tyrone never come and all our drafts are with him! So in the end, we used Sandhya's essay. She kept on asking me to sit with her. When I sat with her, she forced me to read out the passage for her caz its easier for her to type. -.-" I read slow slow she asked me to read faster. I read fast fast she asked me read slower. I read slow slow she asked me read faster. Then later ask me go die. What is wrong with her?! Anyways, Faith Tay and I know that she certainly has a screw loose. Maybe next time I bring hammer and help her nail the screw back. *Yawnz*...After that we needed to clean the classroom for SFL. Clean until very tired. Didn't know our classroom so dirty...EWWWW!!!! Then went home with Xin Hui. Haiz...Tiring day...~ TEEHEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-3306727614205403713?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/3306727614205403713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/yoyoyoyoyo-yesterday-we-watched-few.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3306727614205403713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3306727614205403713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/yoyoyoyoyo-yesterday-we-watched-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-2479403714816118766</id><published>2009-05-29T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T06:28:59.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok, I remember what I need to type. Yesterday very hard to type because there were alot of things on my table. Some very tall and high. Then I need to tilt my head and band my hand until very pain. "Ke lian" right?! =( Lols. At least I remembered to tell you guys this...*Signs*...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh ya, yesterday morning hor, when I was opening the door, I kept on hearing "meow...meow". Then I look at the right. There was a cat there man! OMG!!! On the corridor, outside my house only leh! I very scared it will squeeze itself through my house gate so I faster go back into the house and close the gate and the wooden door. My sister thought I crazy or something. When I opened the door abit to peep out, the cat was lying outside the door of our house. I was like "OMG!!! Please go away fast! Later I late for school! T_T Principal won't accept this type of reason one...=( Go away, shoo!" And lucky for us, the cat walked away. My sister and I quickly came out of the house and closed the door. I was thinking "Should we bring the cat down?" but I was afraid that something may go wrong in the lift and in the end, I don't need go school liao. Go hospital. =D Lols! So we quickly went into the lift, leaving the poor cat there alone by itself. My sister said that maybe it belonged to someone caz there was a collar. Must be a bad owner...Go and anyhow abandon the cat along the corridors of someone else's house. GRR!!! Oh well, meet in the next post. Cya~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-2479403714816118766?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/2479403714816118766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/ok-i-remember-what-i-need-to-type.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/2479403714816118766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/2479403714816118766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/ok-i-remember-what-i-need-to-type.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-7390570040017015161</id><published>2009-05-28T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T07:36:27.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday after school, Xin Hui bought the Guava drink which has the "black seeds thingy" inside. I wanted to try so I bought it too. It tasted quite nice. ^^ Never tried it before. Then, we went for band practice. We all practiced in the Music Room together with our seniors. And Mr Ng conducted the band. Quite angry with him...Just because I say my name he cannot hear, he say I think he's my boyfriend. Like real lor! If he really is I'll have heart attack. Fiercer than my father man! And plus, people even thinks that he uses those credit cards for senior citizens. To speak the truth, he actually looks like one. =D No offence. (But I'm still smiling..lols..) Anyway, the seat I'm sitting on is directly under the air con. Thats why I'm the coolest. Yeah~ Lols, just joking. ^^ I kept on going nearer to the piano caz theres a cloth covering it and it feels just a tiny bit warmer. Lol! Then my senior very kind. She saw that I'm cold so she turned the air con lower and changed seats with me. =D Then her turn liao...0_0 Lols. Sorry sorry. =( Well, I shall stop here now. Very hard for me to type. I'll tell you why tomorrow. (If I remember...) Bye!~ ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-7390570040017015161?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/7390570040017015161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesterday-after-school-xin-hui-bought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7390570040017015161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7390570040017015161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesterday-after-school-xin-hui-bought.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-6180193468193953776</id><published>2009-05-28T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T06:59:18.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WEEEEEZ!!!~ Haiz...Yesterday Mr Sim let us watch a Documentary Show on a man born with no legs and arms. Sad..T_T Actually this whole world may just be a dream for this life ONLY. Maybe the next life we'll be born on Mars as aliens and by then we'll be thinking ''Why are Earthlings so weird and scary?" Never mind. I don't know what I'm talking about, do you? 0_o Ha! You don't know too, EH?! ^^ Lols. Oh ya, come to think of it, I saw Kai Jun in the bus yesterday while GOING to school! RARE man! ^^ But the sad thing is, we cannot talk naturally to each other like we're in Primary School. Its like the surroundings become so "gan ga" and we don't know what and how to say to each other. =( Miss Primary School so much...Haiz...By the way, we watched Spongebob Squarepants for Art lessons. Watched 2 times liao. That was the third. Lol! Quite funny actually. But my father say watch too much will become crazy. (Nowonder you see Regine...) Oh! No, nothing. =D Lol! Okay la...just joking. ^^ BYESiloewinana.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-6180193468193953776?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/6180193468193953776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/weeeeez-haiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/6180193468193953776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/6180193468193953776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/weeeeez-haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-568795375061464646</id><published>2009-05-26T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T07:26:11.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;GRR!!! I HATE THE CHINESE PROJECT!!! Why must teacher choose me to become leader? T_T I'm not responsible at all lor! Haizz.....Hope other subject teachers won't give homework. AHH!!!! Tomorrow have band! XP Hate band...Boring...~ Especially when you have to blow for 4 hours and go home late late. You tell me you go home still have energy or not. Feel like I wanna die. *Yawnz....* I gonna sleep already. No time joke with you all. Cya tmr!~ =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-568795375061464646?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/568795375061464646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/grr-i-hate-chinese-project-why-must.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/568795375061464646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/568795375061464646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/grr-i-hate-chinese-project-why-must.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-7338975629803429336</id><published>2009-05-26T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T06:52:49.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~Just 2 more turns to decide the outcome~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hi all. *Yawnz*....How come I today so tired? And the thought of band makes me wanna sleep. Oh ya, today Miss Ong let us watch a movie titled "Running Boy". Quite a nice show man...=D Quite funny too...^^ Then later we continued watching "Swing Girls" during music period. Don't you think the names "Swing Girls" and "Running Boy" kinda...you know, MATCH? Lols...Just realised it too. 0_0 Cool eh? Maybe..=) During Literature, Joel and Annabel they all discussed with the whole class on what to eat for Friday's "Breakfast with Teachers" thingy. McDonalds man! So cool! ^^ First time eating McDonalds as breakfast. I think I only eat like 1 time before...Don't know...Forget already. Anyway, after that, they discussed about the barbeque during the June holidays. I don't think I'm going caz I don't know if I CAN go and if I WANT to go or not. So I just stand up lor...The whole class got so involved in it and I was getting a little bored. *Yawnz..* Well then, hope your barbeque turns out successful. =D ( Buy more charcoal! ^^) Lols, bye!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-7338975629803429336?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/7338975629803429336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-2-more-turns-to-decide-outcome-hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7338975629803429336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7338975629803429336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-2-more-turns-to-decide-outcome-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-585385045358270774</id><published>2009-05-25T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T06:52:39.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bonjour. Today I felt fine went I went to school. Just that the weather is abit hot. The first two periods we could do anything we wanted caz Mother Tongue teacher never come. =( Liang Lao Shi going to leave le! T_T Haiz....Wonder which teacher will come and teach us. Hopefull is not the fierce fierce type of teacher - &gt;:(  Heee....Anyway, we had 2.4km run for P.E. Actually I don't feel like running de caz of my muscle ache. But I scared some other day need to retake alone so I just ran lor. We did the warming up first and the teachers showed us the way we needed to run. Can't believe theres a secret place behind the school! 0_0 It looks quite peacful and quiet except for the construction taking place. =S Need to run 3 rounds around the school man! Neither did I know that our school is so BIG! I ran the first round without stopping. Actually I was a little worried caz I was the last girl running behind and Jia Qing and Xin Hui were already in front. I ran 1 and a half rounds without stopping until I can't stand it liao. Going to die already. During the last round, I ran awhile and stop then Xin Hui overtook me. Then later she stop then I ran and overtook her and later I stopped. Then when we were reaching the finishing line, we CHIONG together. Sprint ar! Glad to find out that we actually passed. =) Actually quite okay la...the timing. Our first time running 2.4km ma...After running I feel like I'm in an oven. Like going faint like that. Then for the rest of the day at school, I felt uncomfortable. Feel like stomache but I don't think so...ARGH!!! I don't wanna run that crazy run ever again! (If only I could...=[) Well then, bye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WIshing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-585385045358270774?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/585385045358270774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/heee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/585385045358270774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/585385045358270774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/heee.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-2608740867116708118</id><published>2009-05-25T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T04:52:11.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Howdy! This is my 360th post. Haiz...Yesterday I went for abacus class as usual. =( It was boring!~ Then went to eat lunch at McDonalds. My father bought McSpicy and I tried eating it to see if it was really so nice. YUM! ^^ The chicken so spicy man! NICE! =D Lols...Then got the glass cup and whatever. My sister said she wanted it but NO WAY! &gt;:) After that, we went to fetch my mother from work and then to Giant. I saw Shihwei there. Today saw her at school too. =) We went home at about 5pm plus I think. Then my father, sister and brother went to fly kite while my mother and I stayed at home. Of course la! My leg is still hurting from the frog jumps I did on Saturday! T_T Muscle ache. Pain man! Go up the stairs also pain, go down the stairs also pain, walk also sometimes pain, squat also pain! T_T AHHH!!!!!! Anyway, I stayed at home lor. Yeah...thats about it. Ok, byesyesyesyesyesesesee!!!! (What the?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-2608740867116708118?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/2608740867116708118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/after-that-we-went-to-fetch-my-mother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/2608740867116708118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/2608740867116708118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/after-that-we-went-to-fetch-my-mother.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-1045362284335925639</id><published>2009-05-24T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T07:04:20.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mushi mushi~ ^^ Wah...Yesterday was really such a tiring day man! By the time I went to my grandmother's house, it was already very late. ARGGHH!!! Anyway, we ate dinner there. Then Michelle, Aaron, Melvin and I went downstairs to play basketball. The court was packed with people man! So we just played at the other side of the court. Played all sorts of games like passing and stuffs. It was really boring. When there was lesser people, we went to play at the court. We shared court with some other people. There were a few times where I escaped death. The ball almost hit me and I just ran away as fast as I could. Once, the ball almost hit me and I was holding onto a ball too. Then I just threw the ball from my hands and ran away. I think the two balls retaliated (Is there even such a word?...) and bounced off, hitting Aaron. I apologised while laughing. Sometimes, little things can be so amusing. Lols...After that, we went to the playground to hang around. Just bored...Finally, we went back up at 9.50pm. I watched Boys Before Flowers once AGAIN. =D Experienced how the said in Chinese. Understood better but their real voices were much better. Got used to it liao...Frankly speaking, the TV subs better. No offence. =D Thankful to the subbbbers though... (Opps, I seemed to have typed too many 'b's...0_0) K then, bye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-1045362284335925639?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/1045362284335925639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/mushi-mushi-wah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/1045362284335925639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/1045362284335925639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/mushi-mushi-wah.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-6383789497506528291</id><published>2009-05-23T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T02:31:13.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yo people! *&lt;em&gt;Yawnz&lt;/em&gt;* I'm going to my grandmother's house soon. After all, the exams are over. =) And plus, I'm SOOO into watch dramas lately. I've just watch a few episodes of the Japan version of "Boys Over Flowers" and in Japan its titled "Hana &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; Dango"...I think....Forgot liao. You know, Japan and Korean names are not that easy to remember. Especially Japan...They have names like &lt;em&gt;Tsukimio Sujisume&lt;/em&gt;. Or &lt;em&gt;whatever&lt;/em&gt;~ Lols...(Anyhow make up one la..XD) Why is it so complicated?! ^^ Haaahaaaheehee...Crazy~ Ok anyway, I still feel that the Korean one is better. Maybe I've gotten so used to it. = But I totally hope that for the Taiwan version, it could be Fahrenheit. Caz the Taiwan version I watch a few episodes going sleep liao. They don't look rich at all. *&lt;em&gt;Yawnz&lt;/em&gt;* They look like some kind of hooligans or gangsters. 0_0 &lt;em&gt;Haiz&lt;/em&gt;...Fahrenheit is the BEST! ^^ Ok then, I'll stop here for now. Sayonara~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-6383789497506528291?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/6383789497506528291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/yo-people-yawnz-im-going-to-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/6383789497506528291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/6383789497506528291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/yo-people-yawnz-im-going-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-3533543306314705770</id><published>2009-05-22T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T07:54:19.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird things like dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today I'm gonna sleep really late. At least 11pm plus. Hehe....I don't think thats call late. Except for exceptional people who sleep really early like 7. 0_0 Those are people who have no worries. =) Busy listening to the same song again and again. The soundtrack of a violin, piano and maybe, guitar. Sound so....that word I forgot....I'll just use one of my favourite word - Tranquil. ^^ Peace is always the best. But sometimes, too much peace makes you afraid to wake up. I remember vividly all sorts of my dreams. Weird dreams, nice dreams, dreams that are actually nightmares in disguise. Those I consider nice are...I remember last time when I was in Primary 4, 5 or 6. I had these 2 dreams. I've always wanted to fly. That night, I dreamt that I was in a small room. With all 4 walls. With one jump, I could jump over the walls. So in my dream, I kept jumping around from wall to wall. Such a nice feeling. =) Another was that I have "Qi Gong". I can float~ ^^ I was in my Primary School. The side gate there, everytime I go to school, I'll walk in from there. I kept on using my "QiGong" to fly up to the roof and back down gently. That feeling was almost unbelievable. But its not almost actually. Its REALLY unbelievable. Haiz....Ok, enough about my dreams. How about yours? Actually, I have no idea why I suddenly changed the subject. Maybe I'm tired of Geography or History. Maybe I want more...I'm not sure either....=) Bye....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-3533543306314705770?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/3533543306314705770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/weird-things-like-dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3533543306314705770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3533543306314705770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/weird-things-like-dreams.html' title='Weird things like dreams'/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-1622420874977172645</id><published>2009-05-22T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T07:41:25.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I went for the sectionals today. For a little while...Psps...Guess I really disappointed myself. Anyway, at least can practice for abit. Very long never touch that gun-like thingy already. The clarinet you call it. =) Its nice...Lols, just joking. My favourite instruments - theres alot. The electronic guitar, the percussion, violin, piano, guitar...I guess thats about it. All these produce nice music. the first 2 produce rock style. Third few produce slow, peaceful music. Its like peace to my ears...Hoping it'll be holiday soon. Wishing there will never be school...Wanting to be as free as a bird. Full of hatred, ESSS. -.-" Its like hell...T_T Wishing to get out of it. Where did all the maps go?! Wheres all the direction?! HELP!!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~~.......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-1622420874977172645?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/1622420874977172645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-went-for-sectionals-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/1622420874977172645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/1622420874977172645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-went-for-sectionals-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-892045847477001505</id><published>2009-05-22T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T07:08:37.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOF</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today, I finish watching the whole drama. So sad man...Why didn't Geum Jan Di end up with Yoon Ji Hoo? I mean, he treat her so good lor! Plus the Gu Jun Pyo very scary....Caz he so violent. And the Ji Hoo so quiet...So peaceful...~ Tranquility is peace ~ (= Lols. I've just learnt that Yoon Ji Hoo's real name is Kim Hyun Joong or something...(Forgot le...) And he's a leader of a band SS501. But don't worry. I'll never change my mind...for this only...Fahrenheit is FOREVER THE BEST.~ Cheers! Don't you just agree? =D Guess I'll stop here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I can't force myself to do it...T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WIshing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-892045847477001505?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/892045847477001505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/bof.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/892045847477001505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/892045847477001505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/bof.html' title='BOF'/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-7991414116362936384</id><published>2009-05-22T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T06:55:15.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Friday totally ROX!!! ^^ Yea! Tomorrow no school! *Peace sign* WOOTS!!!!! ARGH! Thinking about it makes me mad. Why didn't I saw that obvious mark error while checking the marks?! Now cannot change le. =( Secondary school is like that one. At least in Primary School they trust us, not like in Secondary school, where they don't trust their students at all. Think we're cheaters. See la! Now my 1 mark gone down the drain. That teacher who marked our paper really very blur man! She ownself give me 3 marks but total she go and put 2. When we check yesterday, we only checked the mark in the circle. Or else have time to check meh? =( And I have alot of careless mistakes man! My Maths really sucks! XP Aiya, say so much also no use...Over already. Oh well, bye then. Cya later. Real fast. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-7991414116362936384?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/7991414116362936384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/friday-totally-rox-yea-tomorrow-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7991414116362936384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7991414116362936384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/friday-totally-rox-yea-tomorrow-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-6348915647107824433</id><published>2009-05-21T06:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T06:57:37.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My eye had been hurting since this morning. It gets really painful when I cry. Ouch. I already reached the last episode of watching "Boys Before Flowers" (花样男子). Left some parts for tomorrow to watch. Wonder what I'm gonna watch after that. ANYWAY, just watched "女王本色" just now. LOL! That show was really funny. "I LOVE SINGAPORE!" Lol! Can't stop laughing at that. I feel like I want to keep smiling and laughing but I can't seem to do it. Can't seem to remember to smile and laugh more. By the way, teacher changed our seating arrangement today. Joined tables and I had to sit with Po Chun. =( Lol, he kept on saying "fight" until "fighter". And Annabel kept correcting him. Lols! ^^ Funny...Well, ok yea bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Plus I'm NOT GOING for band tomorrow! Never! &gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-6348915647107824433?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/6348915647107824433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/6348915647107824433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/6348915647107824433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-stuff.html' title='Random stuff'/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-2020534445601501144</id><published>2009-05-21T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T06:46:41.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today I got back my exam papers. Just for seeing and checking of marks. Some of my results...really satisfied. Thank you so much. At least have no failures and have at least 2 A1s for exams. Anyway, during Maths lesson, we played some games. Quite fun. Teacher really a joker although he tried to deny. =) Lol...Then we had the Science Workshop. Not really that fun and that boring. At first I kept on thinking that I don't want to go. But in the end, I ended up at the lab. Of course I had to, school's arrangement. First we did the experiment on the "Eggs". Made it stronger. Strong enough to withstand heavy weights of 12 Science textbooks and 12 packets of lemon tea. While, at least the other group did it. Ours were crashed by Sandhya before we even get to try to put 12 packets of lemon tea. And plus, the senior was really funny. And the lemon tea...Really wanted to drink it. Hahaz...Next we went to the whatever lab and did some experiment on Invisible Ink. So thats how they made it - Invisible pens. Last but not least, we did the experiment on the vegetables. So now I know...Really happy that tomorrow no band. Yea! Bye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-2020534445601501144?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/2020534445601501144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-i-got-back-my-exam-papers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/2020534445601501144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/2020534445601501144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-i-got-back-my-exam-papers.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-8607508446054933842</id><published>2009-05-20T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T05:48:28.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;NO WAY! Please tell me I'm dreaming. But going to school is not such a dream either. Should be a nightmare. I hate school. It sucks. XP The teachers are like lions and tigers ready to eat you up anytime and the principal and vice principal are like dinosaurs. One T-Rex, the other...just dinosaur. -.- (Actually, I only know one...) How I wish I was a bird. Those kind of yellow or blue bird. (The black ones are too creepy looking...0_0) I've always wished to fly. Being a human is not good at all. All you can do is play, eat, work, sleep. Theres nothing else to do. Ok, for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-8607508446054933842?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/8607508446054933842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-way-please-tell-me-im-dreaming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/8607508446054933842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/8607508446054933842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-way-please-tell-me-im-dreaming.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-8669537554384436387</id><published>2009-05-20T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T05:41:42.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 350th Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My 350th post. I keep on having this strange feeling. Somehow, it feels uneasy. It really does, having a headache. T_T WHY?! I feel like killing myself with one straight shot. But I'd rather die the easy way - Poison. AHH!!! That song is really...Can't stand it...But I like it somehow. It feels like I'm forcing myself...To do something I want although I don't want to do it. But in a way I don't know how. It seems so complicated. Absolutely. I don't know myself either. So who will?...Don't ask me, ask that red thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-8669537554384436387?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/8669537554384436387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-350th-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/8669537554384436387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/8669537554384436387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-350th-post.html' title='My 350th Post'/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-5457159396465131156</id><published>2009-05-19T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T19:06:56.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Haizz all. Just came home from school. YAYYAYYAYYAY!!!! Today's the last day! T_T But sad...tomorrow have school...=( The upper sec can rest for one day and we can't. Not fair Not fair!!!!! My sister now still sleeping you know! 10am liao...Wah seh...It feels soo good to be home so early...Just had a bath too. You know, the weather's really hot...AHH!!! Lets go watch some nice dramas now! Boys Before Flowers! WEE!~~ ^^ Baiaiaiaiaiaiaiaiaiiii, ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-5457159396465131156?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/5457159396465131156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/haizz-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/5457159396465131156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/5457159396465131156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/haizz-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-7854266985211036046</id><published>2009-05-18T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T07:14:42.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy post about crazy stuffs that are actually not that crazy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HIHIHIHIHIHIHIIII!!! =D What am I so happy about anyway?...Crazy me. Who you? Yeah...knew it. &gt;:] Lols. By the way, once I got home from school today, I immediately went to watch Boys VS Flowers. Sooooo NICE!!! ^^ Opps...I meant Boys Before Flowers. I keep on having the instinct to type Boys VS Flowers. Dunno why...=\ Oh, well...Nvm. I know I'm lazy. Hee^^ MUAHAHAHAHAHABAAAHAAHA!!! Lol...Actually I feel very sad for that golden-hair guy in the show. But I don't know why I suddenly become so happy. Maybe to release stress. See I so generous! Giving out desserts to everybody K? Not K also not my problem. =D Anyway, hope to do well for my exams. You people too. ARGH!!!! The show very nice to watch!!! Addicted to it. T_T Actually, I cannot watch finish soo fast or else after exams watch what? 0_0 Must save it for the holidays!!! *Box myself up* Oh ya, by the way, just now I talked to regine on MSN. She said that sunglasses are so in. And I was quite sad...Replied "That means moonglasses are out? =("  No chance le...T_T BOOHOO!!! Lol! Okok, this is just a crazy post about crazy stuffs that are actually not so crazy. Hey, who said it was crazy at the start?! &gt;:[ BAI!!! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-7854266985211036046?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/7854266985211036046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/crazy-post-about-crazy-stuffs-that-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7854266985211036046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7854266985211036046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/crazy-post-about-crazy-stuffs-that-are.html' title='Crazy post about crazy stuffs that are actually not that crazy...'/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-8042265014745628518</id><published>2009-05-18T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T07:04:59.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Holopa! How do you do? Ok, whatever. Anyway, today I had my art exam. Decided to change my mind. Used colour pencils in the end caz I thought that there will not be water provided and everybody seems to be using colour pencils too. It would be really awkward if I were the only one to use paint. But, paint gives a better work in the end. Haiz...Actually I was thinking of taking my paint in but scared Miss Selena won't allow me to go out. So no chioce. Anyway, it is also quite okay la...I just feel that mine quite plain. I see my other classmates their background colour quite dark. Only mine light light. Well, can't blame me. Who ask I don't have robotic hands. *-* At least thats over. Well, tomorrow is Maths Paper 1. Quite nervous...=X Hope to do well...Heee...^^ Ok, I guess it ends here. Haven't? Well, your problem. Okay, bye. (And plus, I didn't mean it when I said your problem. No offence...=S But I know you people have kind souls and hearts and won't mind right? Silence means no. -.-" Bad bad people...) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heehee...^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-8042265014745628518?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/8042265014745628518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/holopa-how-do-you-do-ok-whatever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/8042265014745628518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/8042265014745628518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/holopa-how-do-you-do-ok-whatever.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-7173927870655067919</id><published>2009-05-17T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T07:05:54.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Exam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bonjour. Tomorrow's the day you've all been waiting for. The unleash of NEWTRA! (Whats that?...0_0) Well, don't ask me, ask them. Okay anyway, tomorrow is the Art Exam. My sister told me that we are not allowed to bring our bags in. I was like "WHAT THE?!" That means I must take out all my colour pencils, paint and markers using my hand. If I have not enough hands then how?! Still need the prepatory work. T_T I'm soo worried man! I want to use paint but I scared some parts cannot so I bring in colour pencils as well. But, I also scared colour pencils cannot so I bring markers. But I think that I will not be bringing in the markers caz I have not enough hands so I don't bring. And the prepatory work I put all in an art file which I'm afraid it cannot be brought in. ARGH! Art exam so troublesome. I wish it could end soon. =( Haiz...Hope that it would rain at night so that the floor would still be wet in the morning and that means we can go up on our own. If we can go up on our own, that means that we can bring our bags in first. If we can bring our bags in, it means that it won't be so troublesome to take the whole thing to my table. Aiya, type so much you all also don't understand. Waste my "finger energy". Well, bye then. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-7173927870655067919?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/7173927870655067919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/art-exam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7173927870655067919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7173927870655067919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/art-exam.html' title='Art Exam'/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-1217339545991569366</id><published>2009-05-17T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T06:48:06.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys Before Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think I'm addicted to the addictive show. AHH!!! After the exams, I'm certain that I will watch the Taiwan and Japan version. Korean version is simply too nice to watch!!!!!!! WOOTS!!! Maybe Taiwan and Japan version also as nice as Korean version. Actually, I feel that the girl should be with the golden-hair guy caz he better than the curly hair one. But I also don't know la...F4 should be Fahrenheit!!! Oh well, I'm not sure either...Anyway, I gtg so bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-1217339545991569366?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/1217339545991569366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/boys-before-flowers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/1217339545991569366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/1217339545991569366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/boys-before-flowers.html' title='Boys Before Flowers'/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-700298992500600817</id><published>2009-05-17T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T04:56:06.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HOWDY! ^^ Yesterday I went to my grandmother's house to celebrate cousins' birthday. Actually, I haven't complete my sentence. We went to my grandmother's house BEFORE going to my cousin's house to celebrate their birthday. We also ate dinner there. After eating dinner, we watched Herbie. Then later we watch the new show "Boys Before Flowers". It was sooo nice to watch man! Yao Man said that Korean version is nicer to watch than Taiwan version caz they spend more money on the show. Nowonder so nice to watch! If Taiwan spend the exact amount of money plus the actors are Fahrenheit, it will be nicer to watch. =D I look forward to watching the next episode man! But I watched until episode 3 on the computer already. Heehee...^^ Ok, I gotta go. Sayonara!~ *Winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-700298992500600817?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/700298992500600817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/howdy-yesterday-i-went-to-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/700298992500600817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/700298992500600817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/howdy-yesterday-i-went-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-7945826073056001249</id><published>2009-05-17T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T01:39:05.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last Friday, we had our MT Paper 2. It was quite ok...Just that some questions were too complicated as I didn't really understand the passage. After the exams, I went home and slack. Then Yao Man called me to ask if I could go Tampines Mall with her. She said she asked Regine and Regine said she going T1 with her father and sister. So Yao Man and I met at my house there and we walked to the Tampines Interchange together. We went to T1 first and tried to find Regine. However, we couldn't find her so we called her. Regine said that she was already at home! SO fast! 0_0 Then we asked if she could come T1 and meet us but she said her father didn't allow as the weather was too hot. Then I told her that there very cold then we started laughing. Lolz...After that, Yao Man and I walked to this "Map thingy" that says "You are here". I remembered the joke Mr Sim told us. Then we tried pressing on the screen but nothing happened. After awhile, the screen suddenly changed and we got a little frightened and jumped away and started laughing. XD LOL!!! Very long never fool around with my friends anymore. Too bad Regine was not there. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, we went to Tampines Mall's Mini Toon after that to pick a Belated Mother's Day present. We stayed there for a really long time and did not even bought a thing. So, we went to the store beside it but the things there were too expensive so we went back to Mini Toons. Then later we came out again and went to other stores like Toys R Us and Pop-a-ular. ^^ In the end, we went back to Mini Toons again and finally made up our minds on what to buy. WEEE!~ Great minds think alike. *Winks* Lol! We paid for the present and walked back home. As I did not eat my lunch, I got hungry so we went to buy a piece of cake. Lol, more like bread. Ate it along the way. From the time I went back home from school till the time I went back home from TM, my stomache kept on hurting. Thats why I didn't have any appetite to eat although I was really hungry. =( GRRR!!! So pain man! XP So we didn't play basketball after all...Well, I'll stop here for now..Bye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-7945826073056001249?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/7945826073056001249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-friday-we-had-our-mt-paper-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7945826073056001249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7945826073056001249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-friday-we-had-our-mt-paper-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-3936399047990558725</id><published>2009-05-17T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T02:14:01.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last Monday, I stayed at home. And what did I do?...Hmm...forgot...Okay, nvm...Oh ya! I just remembered that I stayed at home to revise for the Geography exams! Need to memorise alot of things. I kept on flipping through the file. But the truth is, Geography is my most confident subject. Just need to memorise can already. Plus abit of general knowledge la....Not like Maths. T_T Anyway, Tuesday we had our exams. English and Geography. Both also okok...Just that I write until my hand pain. Haiz...when I went home, I went to Yao Man's house to study with her. She helped me print some Science notes. Thank her! ^^ Lol...But I didn't really study much. Kept on talking with her and her sister and they kept on arguing about some things which are better not to be said. Ignorance is bliss~ Ok anyway, when I went home, I chiong my Maths and Science revision. OMG! Science really quite hard...Maths is about average...AHHH!!! How?! Quite scared...But the most frightening subject is HOTIRY! Eh?...I mean *HISTORY....No time to complete man! Need to do 6 ISE's (3 Source-based questions) and 3 short essays! T_T I write until my hand going break liao...Alot of questions also don't know how to do...AHHH!!! Die liao la! =( Haiz...over le...Ok lor...Bb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-3936399047990558725?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/3936399047990558725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-monday-i-stayed-at-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3936399047990558725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3936399047990558725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-monday-i-stayed-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-1589282367884515957</id><published>2009-05-15T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T05:01:19.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yoz peepos! ^^ Long time never blog already. Don't blame me, blame my exams. =D Too busy studying. My exams next week then end...T_T Art, Maths and Home Econs. Anyway, I'll start blogging about last Sunday first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last Saturday, we didn't go to my grandmother's house caz the exams are coming. Last Sunday, Yao Man asked me if I could go and play basketball with her. Regine not at home, I think...So she never go. At first my brother said he wanted to go. Then I waited for him but when I finally ask him "Can go already?!". Then he told me he cannot go. What the! Waste my time waiting for him man! Late liao lar! Then I met Yao Man at the so called "Old man shop". Caz the seller is an old man and I always see him there. Lol! Anyway, when we reached the basketball court, we found out that only half a court was taken. So we took up the other half. No wonder nobody wanted to play there. It was soo hot! Anyway, we just continued playing. 2 people playing is really boring. When we were playing halfway, 3 people anyhow barged in and shared court with us. Then Yao Man and I tried thinking of a plan to chase them away. We planned to keep on shooting so that they won't have a chance to shoot and eventually, they will give up and walk away and VICTORY WILL BE OURS! =D If got so easy I laugh liao. Yao Man like very scared to shoot like that. She wanted to play snatching with me. Play snatching not fun la! Anyway, one time I tried to shoot in but never aim properly so the ball never go in but the ball bounced on the floor. Then when I want to go take our ball, their ball also bounce near ours. When I stretched out my hand to take the ball, the ball suddenly bounced of and their ball bounced into my grip. Then I was standing there blur blur and like "Eh?". When I realised that our ball had bounced off, I suddenly started laughing while giving them back their ball. XD It was HILARIOUS man! Can't stop laughing! LOLOLOLOL!!! Such a coincidence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, later Yao Man tried to shoot and the other group shoot at the same time. Yao Man's ball went in while theirs did not. Then Yao Man said she heard them say bad words. I only heard the girl say "disgusting". But we did not let that bother us. The ball almost hit us many times. Like that time at my grandmother's house. This pair of siblings, they suddenly snatched our court and they kept on throwing hard hard. Then when the ball hit us they never say sorry. Feel like punching them. Give people that kind of look. ARGH!!! &gt;:( Okay, anyway, that incident was really funny. Thinking of it now makes me laugh too. ^^ Bye!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-1589282367884515957?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/1589282367884515957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/yoz-peepos-long-time-never-blog-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/1589282367884515957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/1589282367884515957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/yoz-peepos-long-time-never-blog-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-3384357015595319400</id><published>2009-05-11T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T02:05:05.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ESMB Group Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WEE!~ The ESMB photo! ^^ This was taken from the ESMB blog. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334489284734771602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mez2anAfSFw/Sgfpvbq-YZI/AAAAAAAAAKk/cJV9g5uUt9I/s320/ESMB+-+Speech+Day" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-3384357015595319400?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/3384357015595319400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/esmb-group-photo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3384357015595319400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3384357015595319400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/esmb-group-photo.html' title='ESMB Group Photo'/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mez2anAfSFw/Sgfpvbq-YZI/AAAAAAAAAKk/cJV9g5uUt9I/s72-c/ESMB+-+Speech+Day' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-1740638459239950443</id><published>2009-05-11T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T02:01:15.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~Speech Day~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yoz! ^^ Gonna post about Friday. It was certainly a very memorable day. =) In the morning, I reached school and blah all the way until 10.25am. Art lesson was really very chaotic. Many classmates crowded around the teacher and a student caz they were wrestling with each other. In the end, the teacher lost. -.-" Lols. We went home at 10.25am caz it was Speech Day! But, the performing arts people still need to go back caz we'll be performing. So I went home. When i reached home, I got everything ready and started to wait till 1.15pm. Then I went down to the bus - stop. Fortunately, just as I reached the bus-stop, the bus came. So I boarded it. (Or else? -.-") At the third bus-stop, I saw Shilpa boarding the bus. But she didn't see me. Anyway, when I reached the school, I immediately went up to the second level outside the band room and waited for Xin Hui they all. Soon, I saw many people coming. But still, I didn't see Xin Hui. I waited for about 30 minutes plus until I finally saw Xin Hui and Joey. Then I kept on waving to them from above and they saw me. Xin Hui was very "zun" man! She said she was coming at 1.55pm and she really did! I thought she only joking caz band 2.00pm start. Anyway, we waited awhile more before Jia Qing and Christina came. However, we didn't see Sheryl they all. =( Haiz...We sat on the stairs and chatted with our senior for awhile. Really must thank her. She practiced soo hard with us for Speech Day. Such a good senior! ^^ After that, we went to change into our costume. We split up into different groups and went to different toilets caz we wanted to change faster. But when we went back to look for them, we couldn't find them anywhere so we thought that they've already left. We ended up looking for them all over the school. The both of us were sweating profusely and I was about to give up looking for them when I saw Joey on the second floor. Then our senior told us to come up. EWWW!!! She forced us to but eye liner! Silvery silvery one. =X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Next, the whole band went up to the new Sports Hall. OMG! So nice man! All the sports had little "presentations" for Mr Mah Bo Seng. We went there to cheer for them. While waiting for Mr Mah to come, we realised that Joey was not there. So we told our teacher and she said that only 2 of us could go find her together with our senior. So Jia Qing and I went. We found out that she went to the toilet. Scare me man! But one of the Discipline Masters kept on calling us to go back. He said "You all cannot go up with the guest you know. Hurry up hurry up. the guest is coming soon. Never mind la, lost is lost already." Then I was like "WHAT THE?!" WHAT DO YOU MEAN ''LOST ALREADY IS LOST ALREADY"?! WHAT KIND OF DM ARE YOU?! THIS SCHOOL SUCKS! XP The guest is human then Joey is not human ah?! You treat us students like what? SHIT ah?! If he were to say this to our parents, the school's reputation would blow! Ok, back to the story. When Jia Qing and I heard that, we turned to look at each other and we thought of the same thing. Three words - WHAT THE HE?! Anyway, we ran off after that to continue looking for Joey. He kept on calling us but we ignored him. In the end, we found Joey and we chiong back to the Sports Hall. Feel like fainting man! The jeans is soooo hot! We were sweating like mad. Jia Qing even dirtied her shoes. Luckily for us, we reached in time. Mr Mah walked one whole round around the Sports Hall while the sports team presented their "presentations".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After that, the whole group of us went to a classroom at the ground floor and practiced our dance. I was soo beat when we were done with practicing. So our senior gave us a 5 minutes break. At about 5pm plus, we had to move to the foyer. The band even took a picture while waiting! (I'll upload it later ^^) I kept on laughing when they were taking the picture. Hilarious man! XD Our seniors made all sorts of funny poses that made me laugh so hard. Anyway, after all the photo-taking, we got settled down. Many parents came to the school. Our Speech Day ceremony will be starting! The uniformed groups were the first to present. Then came band. Finally, it was the dancing part. I think I danced like shit but luckily it was all over. We were free!~ ^^ Our band played a few songs but nobody clapped. So we ended up cheering for the band. Band cheer band. T_T So embarrassing! Eh, our band did very well okay?! Is the audience lazy to clap. All the parents only know how to enjoy and eat. So sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After that, we packed up and went up the the band room. Jia Qing and Joey went home and they looked angry. Then our seniors called us to go down to the AVA room to eat. OMG! It was like we were at a high classed restaurant! On the tables were candles and petals of roses. Looked so high-classed! But inside only have principal, VP and DM. Aiyo...So high-classed for what? Anyway, we stood one side while the seniors ate then we went to take some food. Too bad Jia Qing and Joey went home. Haiz...After eating, we went back to the music room at 7.15pm to settle down. When every band member had reached, we watched some heart-breaking videos. About seniors stepping down and things like that. T_T Sooo sad! I heard some seniors crying in the dark. Its expected. Then Miss Tan announced the people who had to take over their places. By then, it was going to be 8pm soon. We falled in and all and it was 8pm plus. Xin Hui and I were soo scared caz it was too dark to go home. It was the latest I've stayed at a school man! 8pm plus! Spooky! But I remembered Graduation Night was even later and even spookier. ^^ After that, our clarinet senior told us to meet her in the foyer and she handed us a piece of paper. On it were her caring words. Xin Hui and I felt happy and glad. ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After that, we hurriedly rushed to the bus-stop when we saw two 28 buses coming. We hopped on and went home. On the bus, we chatted about things and ESMB all those. It was indeed a memorable day. When I reached my bus-stop, I ran all the way home caz I was a little worried. Haiz...But it was quite a sad day for the seniors. I'm starting to feel that I don't really hate band that much...I just don't enjoy playing the clarinet for such long hours, thats all. Seems to me like my seniors are all friendly people. =) Bye for now!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-1740638459239950443?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/1740638459239950443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/speech-day-yoz-gonna-post-about-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/1740638459239950443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/1740638459239950443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/speech-day-yoz-gonna-post-about-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-5684092961587077032</id><published>2009-05-07T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T02:38:52.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comment about the previous "tired" post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Howdy people. About the previous post, some of it were in my words, some I took from the show "Table of Glory". Luckily I could still remember some lines. And some from the music I'm listening to now. So sad man...~ Feel like crying out. But I no more tears already. Regret wearing spectacles. Need to keep taking out to wipe whenever I cry. Haiz...Regretting is too late le. I don't know why today I feel so lifeless...So tired...Feel like flying all of a sudden. The sky's just too great. Especially when the sun's gonna set. Being a human is too stressful. If only I could be as free as a bird. How great would that be! Next life maybe...Haiz...Bye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;why is she so proud?! T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-5684092961587077032?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/5684092961587077032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/comment-about-previous-tired-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/5684092961587077032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/5684092961587077032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/comment-about-previous-tired-post.html' title='Comment about the previous &quot;tired&quot; post'/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-5688918297461227540</id><published>2009-05-07T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T02:31:49.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese - 华文，听懂了吗？</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;我很累了。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;哟！大家好！我现在很想打华文字，但我华文不是很好。如果打错的话，非常抱歉。=D 我觉得我没精神，觉得自己有点怪怪的。这几天来，我一直有个不详的感觉。很伤心，很悲哀。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;就像他跟我说过，当一个人有了胜利知心，有了战力知心，就不会觉得快乐了。但不管我开不开心，我一定会继续打下去的。妈，我很累了。。。我不想再打乒乓了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;你一定不知道我有多累，但我可以告诉你，我真的很累。也许你不赞成，但我还是会往那个方向望前走。一直走到最后。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;叹息沉默加泪水和疲倦，这么会爱只剩这一些。是不是时间，把人变了傻了点，明明有过快乐却忘了怀念。如果我可以不再迷恋，迷恋你在怀中幸福的香味。也许就能够不再有期待，期待你回来约好的未来。谁能告诉我哪里有出口，能让我逃出这个我快沉默的旋涡。笑容只为此几秒就变酸了。哪里才会有离开你的出口，就算只找到出口，能望哪里走。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-5688918297461227540?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/5688918297461227540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/chinese.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/5688918297461227540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/5688918297461227540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/chinese.html' title='Chinese - 华文，听懂了吗？'/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-7881891586508013472</id><published>2009-05-07T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T02:01:16.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stupidest word - "EMO"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That post was just a random one...Don't take it too seriously. But theres something lingering in my mind. Why do Secondary School people like to us the profound word "EMO"? I mean...Why? All you people could do from day to night is to say people "EMO". "EMO" then "EMO" lah! At least better than you people, no emotions at all. Why?! Cannot cry ah?! Cannot be sad ah?! Just cry only then say people "EMO". Just don't talk also say people "EMO". Quiet also say "EMO". Very irritating leh! I HATE the word "EMO"! Don't use it can?! At least don't say me "EMO" lah! Very mean leh. Cry only say people "EMO". Don't talk also call "EMO". "EMO" here, "EMO" there, I'm sick of it! I HATE PEOPLE SAYING ME "EMO", CAZ I'M NOT!!!!! &gt;:( If people cry only, then called "EMO", then babies are really "EMO". Caz they whole day cry what! Wa loa man! "EMO" your head! Just caz people are weaker and they cry easier, doesn't mean they're "EMO". Just can't control their tears. If you cry I call you "EMO", you like meh?! I feel sooooo sorry for her lor! You all either call her "Crybaby" or "EMO". You all don't know you all very mean meh?! Stupid word "EMO"! &gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-7881891586508013472?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/7881891586508013472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/stupidest-word-emo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7881891586508013472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7881891586508013472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/stupidest-word-emo.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-4266959812764976752</id><published>2009-05-07T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T01:48:43.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Haiz people. *Yawnz*...The exams are coming. I'm so stressed! T_T I keep on having this weird weird feeling...Don't know why...Can somebody tell me what is going on in my heart and brain?! I don't know why I feel sooo tired...Haiz...I don't wish to move anymore...I don't wish to play anymore. I WANT TO QUIT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Suddenly feel so sad...Don't know why...But also feel very tired. Its like the world no longer seems so beautiful. It all seems like a dream and I wish to end it right here, at this very moment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Don't ask me why -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Don't ask me how -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Caz all I will do -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Is to give you a bow -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I suddenly miss TNPS soo much. I hate ES. It does not contain any happy memories I can treasure. You might say that it is only May. So what? May or may not, I'm still not happy here. Miss Primary 6...Miss TNPS...Miss my friend and old buds. T_T...There isn't someone I can trust here. At least last time, I can trust Kai Jun. At least I'm having fun with my Primary 6 best friends. Now I feel so tired. So bored...Feel like sleeping.......Haiz...Once the June holidays come, I'm gonna ROCK out with my old pals! WOOOOOOOOOOO!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-4266959812764976752?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/4266959812764976752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/nothing-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/4266959812764976752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/4266959812764976752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/nothing-to-do.html' title='Nothing to do...'/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-5036125551047795932</id><published>2009-05-07T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T01:22:31.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BOO! ^^ OMG! Just now we got scolded by Maths teacher. Almost half of the class. Caz a few people went to buy drinks after Home Econs and I was like "What the?!" But I went along with them but didn't buy. At first I want to go up one, but I go with Chanel in the end. Wa loa! A few people went up and they got us into trouble. T_T I was accused guilty just like that. During Maths period, I very tired and I feel like I have no more energy. When I think of the drink thingy, I feel like exploding. Don't know why...I just feel soooo angry. Caz some people in there are laughing at us, I know. Stupid! &gt;:( GRRR!!! After recess we had English. We ran all the way up to the classroom like the other time. OMG! Physical workout after recess! I find it very funny when we chiong all the way up the stairs and people cannot catch up. Lol, okok...Just joking. Sandhya must really be enjoying this. XP This one-of-a-kind physical workout for her. I think she's trying to lose weight. XP...LOL! Just joking...Then had boring SFL periods. Feel like sleeping. Kept on doing English homework until sianz...Haiz.......Then went home with Xin Hui and Faith. On the bus, we kept fooling around. Lols! Fun man! Ok, I got to go already. See ya later!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-5036125551047795932?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/5036125551047795932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/grrr-after-recess-we-had-english.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/5036125551047795932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/5036125551047795932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/grrr-after-recess-we-had-english.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-8934351769760451948</id><published>2009-05-06T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T07:20:44.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SDSDS - Super Duper Speech Day SCARE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi all. Today is such a tiring day. Lessons was as usual during class. Art too. ^^ I planned finish already. I planned for 2 questions but I need to choose one. T_T BOOHOO!!! So hard to choose. But actually, to speak the truth, I nothing to do during Art. Just fooling around...The people at the back of the class turned into snowball launcher. Kept on throwing crushed paper everywhere. And I think the boys started it first. Haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, after school, we had band practice. Next week exam this week still have band. GRR!!! All Speech Day's fault. First, we went to the Tampines Mart near our school. Bought some food there. I bought McFlurry! ^^ YUM! (2 r's or 1 r? ...) Then we went back to school. Time passed quickly and it was 2.30pm already. We all went into the Music Room and a percussion senior discussed the details with us for example, what to wear for Speech Day itself. Its on Friday man! I'm so nervous. Hope I won't suddenly have stage fright when I face a whole group of audience. EEEK! Our seniors must be laughing their heads off at that silly pom pom dance. T_T But no can't do. They won't be laughing or else when they blow wrongly, it'll be our turn to laugh at them!~ MUAHAHAHA! ^^ Lol, joking joking...Not so evil one la...Haiz...We kept on getting scolded by him. Dance also scold, don't dance also scold. Feel like slapping him. &gt;:( Why is he so fierce?! I almost cried man! But I "ren". Jiayou! You can do it! OMG!!! We're only Secondary One...I can't imagine how worse it can be as we grow older. So scared...T_T Never mind, I can complain to my parents if he gets too mean. Don't think we're so easy to be bullied. I KNOW WUSHU, okay! HUAHUAHUA! YAAAA!!! *Breaks bricks*...=D *Peace sign* Lols! Joking lah...My cousin knows wushu, not me. I'm a piece of useless dung. T_T Okay, back to the dancing. We danced until out hands and legs going break. But luckily, Miss Tan saved us before he got a chance to kill us. She danced with us and we improved little by little. I hope on that day, we won't forget any steps. I don't want my head to roll! T_T Well, at least if it really rolls, I won't have to take the exam! ^^ That'll be killing 2 birds with 1 stone...Or should be "Gorilla killing the bird". He is the fierce Gorilla and I'm the bird. Come on birdy, FLY!~ XD Okok, enough fooling around. I thought I was really angry and scared just now...Now suddenly become so relaxed and calmed. Well, its only for now....T_T DOOMSDAY'S COMING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In movie theatres. 8th May, Friday. The time I'll be dying: 2pm at the Foyer. XP Dead. Guilty of crime: Mr Gorilla. Lol, okok. I gotta go now. Bye!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-8934351769760451948?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/8934351769760451948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/sdsds-super-duper-speech-day-scare-hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/8934351769760451948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/8934351769760451948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/sdsds-super-duper-speech-day-scare-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-3235435733348420783</id><published>2009-05-05T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T07:21:48.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello all. Today, we had a MINI test for Chinese. It was so MINI until it looked like a real exam paper. Took 2 periods to finish it but I haven't complete it. I anyhow do one caz I know will have no time and I feel that it is sooo difficult. Then we had Science. ZzZzZzzz...Boring...I 100% scared my Science cannot pass. So difficult man! T_T *Sobs...* Anyway, we continued watching SwingGirls again during Music lessons. I laughed until I cannot laugh anymore. XD Nice show man! Next time go net and see. =D Then during Literature, I laughed again caz Erika was so funny!~ Kept on laughing and laughing. Haiz...Sooo funny. You like it? I LOVE IT! *WOOTS! WOOTS!*...Lol! XD Okok, this time I really need to go sleep le. Byez...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-3235435733348420783?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/3235435733348420783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3235435733348420783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3235435733348420783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-7376130981963659069</id><published>2009-05-05T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T07:11:42.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bonjour!~ =D Guess what? I was late for school yesterday! T_T I hate being late ESPECIALLY for school. Caz the teacher is gonna question you like you're a fugitive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1st Question: Why are you late?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Answer: Over-slept &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*(Teacher slaps your face)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2nd Question: Why did you oversleep?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Answer: I can't sleep yesterday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(The teacher is not gonna allow you to sleep tonight. T_T)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3rd Question: Why can't you sleep yesterday night?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Answer: I have ~INSOMNIA~ ah ah ah...*And starts singing the song*...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*(Teacher sings with you)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;YOU DID IT! YOU CONVINCED YOUR TEACHER! =D (Like real...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If only it was this simple. But anyway, singing in front of the class when you're late is not such a good thing either...=X Nothing more to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ANYWAY, that isn't the main idea. Well, this was how it happened...~I woke up it was 7, waited till 11 just to figure out that no one will come...~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OKOK! Enough singing! Be serious will ya?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My father woke me up at 7am and he was anxious. When I heard that, I immediately jumped out of my bed and went to brush my teeth. Always, when I'm late, I will shiver when I'm brushing my teeth. Then my face become pale and my lips become white. ~WooooOOOo!~ Then I anyhow brush my teeth and faster go and wake my sister up. She always take her own sweet time. I told her that we were going to be late already, but she still sit there and waste time. So, I faster got change and went downstairs to prepare our water bottles. My father drove us there but I had to wait awhile for my sister. I was shivering like mad! She put on her socks when we were in the car and I laughed at her for that. She laughed at her own too. ^^ When we reached school, my legs were wobbly from all the shivering. I quickly ran to the nearest staircase and hopped 2 steps at a time. Then, I ran all the way to my classroom. I was panting deeply when I reached the classroom caz everybody looked at me. Then, I calmed myself down. I was late by 2 minutes. GRR!!! All the traffic jam fault. I reached the school at 7.19am man! 1 more pathetic minute! XP But anyway, I wasn't the lastest. Some people were later than me. For that, I felt more relaxed. But thanks to all the shivering, I had a headache. It felt like a year back when I was in Primary 6. I was late too. But I felt worst back then caz it was my very first time being soo late for school. I shivered until I felt like I'm suffering from stroke. When I reached school, I went home after Science lessons caz I had a headache as well as fever. Too dizzy. See la! Shivering makes me sick. T_T Shiver too much le, I think. Oh well, anyway, at least today never late. Well, I gotta go sleep already. See ya tomorrow! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-7376130981963659069?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/7376130981963659069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/bonjour-d-guess-what-i-was-late-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7376130981963659069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7376130981963659069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/bonjour-d-guess-what-i-was-late-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-3575766631787128585</id><published>2009-05-05T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T02:58:50.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yoz peeps! WEE!!!~ Its my 330th post. Aimming for 400. 0_0....Last Sunday I stayed at home caz have no abacus class. Teacher stop for 2 weeks caz of the exams. So happy man! Hate abacus...But I'm very scared of the exams though. Feel so nervous...WOE!...Lols. Last Sunday we went out for dinner. After that went to my mother's mother's house. (Waipo ^^) Wa...She bought 3 sacks of rice for my uncle and his wife caz she just gave birth not long ago. Then we needed to sent the sacks of rice over to them. I love their condo man! The swimming pool so cool. Like very clean like that...But no slide, no nothing. Haiz...Anyway, I was really tired when we got home. But I couldn't sleep. Like have something troubling me like that...Have this really strange and sad feeling...Don't know why........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-3575766631787128585?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/3575766631787128585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/super-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3575766631787128585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3575766631787128585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/super-sunday.html' title='Super Sunday'/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-3686914105252832124</id><published>2009-05-04T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T07:18:41.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The SuperSonic Correction Zipper Tape With Eraser 0.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mushi mushi! ^^ Hola~ I so long never post already. Haiz...Caz busy what...Cannot blame me. =) Anyway, my pencil case going to spoil already. Have one big big hole at the side. I found out during the exams man. 0.0 But nothing serious. At least not everything drop to the floor and all that. By the way, I'm quite happy caz I accidentally dropped my new correction tape refiller on the floor. Okay, that isn't the reason why I'm happy. I'm happy caz I managed to fix it! Of course, I took about 2 hours or so. OMG! So tired man! I wasted my time fixing it caz like I said, its NEW! =D NEW &amp;amp; IMPROVED! Like real. Its only NEW! Not improved. Anyway, save the talking, do the typing. I was really frustrated when I could not roll it back. I thought of just throwing it away into the bin which is 3 - 4 metres away from me. (This is called specific description. =D Or is it?...) But I was filled with concentration and determination after drinking MILO so I decided not to. (LOL! That was rubbish. I haven't drank MILO for months...0.0) Anyway, I didn't throw it away caz my 1 and a half hour would be wasted. So I continued. In the end I fixed it and now I'm using it. It feels normal...And I'm so ELATED! By the way, glad to see you and bye!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(Lols, any idea what I'm talking about? XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-3686914105252832124?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/3686914105252832124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/supersonic-correction-zipper-tape-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3686914105252832124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3686914105252832124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/supersonic-correction-zipper-tape-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-2741099816544808666</id><published>2009-05-03T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T01:29:01.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Howdy people! Woo! Its 3.33pm now. Cool eh? ^^ Anyway, I want to rewind back to last Friday. Labour Day. SHIOK man! No school. I went to my Grandmother's house to stay. At first my mother didn't allow my brother to go caz he had tuition the next day. If he can't go, I couldn't go too caz I needed to bring him home from tuition. But my brother didn't listen to my mother and he told her that he could go another day perhaps. When we reached my Grandmother's house, it was already 8pm plus. My brother called home to ask and confirm about the stay. Finally, my mother allowed. So we went to eat dinner. Michelle, Bryce and Bryan were staying too. Haiz...too bad Aaron didn't. T_T We slept late as usual. The boys kept on playing the computer. Worst still, the same game over and over again. I was bored to the skull. Anyway, we went to eat supper after that. Lol! Michelle and Dawn cooked noodles while the rest of us fried eggs. Actually, I only wanted to fry the egg and not eat it but nobody wanted to eat it so I had to. It was fun frying the egg. While we were doing all that, my aunt was nagging at us the whole time. Haiz...When we were done with all that, we went back to the room and played. We had nothing to do but we wanted to digest out food so we just played. I didn't know what we played but I just know we played. Played something that isn't really called playing but just play. (LOL! Any idea what I'm talking about? XD Nah...Me either.) But one by one, we slowly slept. In the end, Dawn, Michelle and Melvin slept soundly. I wanted to sleep too but Bryan kept on disturbing. He kept on taking away the pillow. GRRR!! In the end, I slept without the pillow. In the middle of the night, I was half awake and half sleeping. I always feel the same when I stayed over at my Grandmother's house. Like cannot sleep like that...Michelle kept on squeezing me. Finally, it was morning and I was the first to wake up. But I kept on lying on the bed, forcing myself to sleep. Then Melvin woke up. He went out so I went out too, to brush my teeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When i was done brushing, Bryan and Michelle was already in the living room. So fast! Then we watched TV and ate breakfast. After that, Michelle needed to go for her swimming lessons and she kept on forcing me to go with her but I didn't bring my swimming costume. She offered to lend me hers but I didn't accept. I still feel safer wearing mine. But mine's getting old too...Hope my mother will buy a new one for me. When Michelle went for her swimming lessons, the boredom suddenly came back. So, I played Ping Pong with the wall. Of course, without the table. Then Bryce came and played against the wall too. We played for an hour or so and Michelle came back. After not long, she needed to go to tuition so we continued playing. Suddenly, we wanted to make a record of hitting the ball against the wall continuously without letting the ball run anyhow. He broke the record first with 16. Then I broke with 21. Then he went to 24 and my sister came and snatched my paddle to break 27. Then he broke with a 29 and went to play the computer. I have the wall all to myself now. I tried and tried until I finally broke the record with a 40. I was overjoyed man! Then I tried and tried again. I didn't even stop for water until I got a 41. Haiz...Then I continued to play and try. My aunt told me to stop by 3pm so I was determined then ever to break the record faster. Finally, I got a 45! I almost jumped with joy man! And I had 5 more minutes till 3pm. After breaking the record, I was sweating like mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Later, Aaron's sister came and she taught my sister how to do her homework. Everybody started getting serious and ready to do their homework. I was the only one slacking caz I had already done my homework. But still, I felt weird. Its like they're all struggling on board and I'm relaxing in the water as if I was the water god. I didn't like that feeling. But it wasn't my fault that I didn't bring any books. My father kept on rushing us until I even forgot to bring my wallet with my bus card along with me. At that moment, I wished Aaron or Michelle would come. Later, Michelle's sister came too. Not long after, Michelle came back too. She went to do her homework with them. Soon, some of them were already finished with their work. At about 5 - 6pm, Aaron finally arrived. I felt so happy. He was the funniest and bubbliest among all my cousins. I kept on asking him why he didn't come the day before. Anyway, a while later, we had dinner and I finished up mine real quickly caz I wanted to play somemore ping pong. This is called "Addiction". =D After resting for awhile, we went downstairs to play basketball, frisbee and ping pong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After playing for not more than an hour, we went back up again. People always snatched the basketball court from us. Eh, we snatched from the CC one leh! Not happy ar? You think very easy to snatch ah?! Lol, just joking! When we went up, my legs were so tired and wobbly. We watched "Chucky" on the computer for awhile. It was a really GROSS and DISGUSTING show. It shows how the serial killer named "Chucky" kills people. He has many methods man! All so cruel. And he thinks its fun. Anyway, after that, we went out of the room to celebrate Mothers' Day. After eating the cake, we went back to watch. Wa loa man! My cousin ask me to close the door caz she wanted to light the candle but the wind was too strong. Then my aunt like deaf like that. She never hear then she ask my open the door, Once I opened, the candle light went off. Then my cousin blamed me and asked me to closed again. My aunt not only never say sorry, she still smile as if she was paiseh. I was the one who got blamed man! And I hate my 2nd aunt most. She always shout and scolds people. I don't like her. So fierce! Always don't want talk nicely, must shout then can. Even if she's Michelle's mother, I also don't like her. &gt;=( Ok, back to "Chucky". We watched for awhile more before it was time for us to go. I was really tired and so were my legs. Today, my legs got muscle pain. T_T Haiz...So tired...Bye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;我真的很累。。。我不想再打乒乓了。。。（才怪！）&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-2741099816544808666?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/2741099816544808666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/howdy-people-woo-its-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/2741099816544808666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/2741099816544808666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/howdy-people-woo-its-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-1637748412746498153</id><published>2009-05-03T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T00:32:22.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After the exams, I went home and waited for Yao Man to call. While waiting, I re-watched the last episode of "Table of Glory". And again, I felt the same feeling I had before. *SOBS...* Finally, Yao Man called and asked me to go her house and meet her. Then we went to NTUC to buy our lunch. After that, we called Regine and waited for her to come to Yao Man's house to meet us. Later, Regine came and we played for awhile. So long never go Yao Man's house and play with them already...I miss the good times. Anyway, Regine and Yao Man accompanied me to my house caz I needed to change out of my uniform. I let them wait outside caz I very scared Regine. She treats other people's house like her own house but when we go her house, its as if everything is made of gold. Cannot even touch. Haiz...When I finished changing, Yao Man and Regine kept on screaming and shouting. They said that they needed to go toilet but I only trusted Yao Man caz she won't anyhow make a mess. But when I opened the door, Regine squeezed in. So I ignored her and went to the toilet again. When I came out, Yao Man haven't come out but Regine was fiddling with my things. Now you know why I don't like her to come my house. She anyhow go and open my drawer and take out my handphone to play. I was soo angry man! If I did that to her, she would surely show this face - =( Very mad lor! She think what? Self - service ah?! When Yao Man came out of the toilet, I quickly told them that it was time for us to go. But the naughty Regine was still there playing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, after that, we went to the jogging thing behind my Primary School. We jogged from one point to the end without stopping. When we finally reached, I was like YESYESYESYES! My sweat kept on dripping and dripping. After that, we went to Sunplaza Park and played there for awhile. I played my favourite swing and and I swung until high high. The wind blew gently and there was a feeling of "SHIOK". (Lol...) Next, we went to dig for the bottle we burried the last time but we forgot which spot it was and we couldn't find it. So, we went to the exercise corner and exercised for a little while. After that we went back to Yao Man's house. We played for awhile. Yao Man and Regine kept on making the balloon and Regine kept on making the balloon burst. LOL! In the end, Yao Man made a doggy and a rabbity for me. At first, I thought of bringing them back home but I suddenly remembered my mother was at home. Later she thought I was playing balloons instead of jogging. So I decided to bring it home next time. (Although next time no more air already...) But Yao Man and Regine thought I didn't want so Regine volunteered to take it back. Haiz...Nvm la...Up to them...I very tired already. When I went out of the lift, I quickly ran as fast as I could back home. Luckily for me, my mother went to bring my brother so she didn't see me going back late. Haiz....What a tired day. Miss my friends...Although I very angry them...=D Hope can play with them again next time. Sayonara~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-1637748412746498153?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/1637748412746498153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/after-exams-i-went-home-and-waited-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/1637748412746498153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/1637748412746498153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/after-exams-i-went-home-and-waited-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-2665196128663152616</id><published>2009-05-02T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T23:55:34.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We had our English Paper 1 and Mother Tongue Paper 1 last Thursday. I brought the big book dictionary to school in case the electronic one could not work. In the end, I never even took it out of my bag. What the! Waste my energy. T_T My bag so heavy man! Anyway, we had our English Paper 1 first. Then we had our break. During the break, I injured my finger while trying to beat Xin Hui to get the tissue first. OMG! Soo painful man! And it was bleeding. But luckily my style of writing does not need my pencil to touch the wound. (Ok, I know you don't know what I'm talking about...) Anyway, the canteen was awfully crowded caz we're cramped with students from Secondary 1 - 5. Oh man! Next, we had our Mother Tongue Paper 1 and after that, we were set free!~ Finally can go home already! Well, I shall continue from my next post. By the way, our Geography teacher told us that we should be glad if we're STRESSED caz we get to eat DESSERTS. (Spelled backwards.) Kinda make sense. Lol, anyway...BYE! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-2665196128663152616?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/2665196128663152616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-had-our-english-paper-1-and-mother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/2665196128663152616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/2665196128663152616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-had-our-english-paper-1-and-mother.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-8105412201353130676</id><published>2009-04-30T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T22:37:43.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The fun thing about last Wednesday was during Art. Our Art teacher did not show up so the teacher next door said we could revise for Thursday's exam. But in the end, the "revision" became not much of a "revision". Instead, alot people were playing. I completed my Geography homework just as the class ended. Ashraf kept on throwing the packet tissue at me and I throwed back at him. Then the boys at the back kept on throwing tissue at Faith and Jia Qing. (I think...) So chaotic man! Anyway, we still need to go for band after school even though the next day is exams. Jia Qing said that she was not going and Joey didn't turned up either. So Xin Hui and I and our band friends went. OMG! XP So embarrassing man! Need to dance in front of band for the parents to see on Speeach Day itself. I feel like covering myself with a cloth. The trumpets changed the dance steps but they made it look as silly as Glen's dance steps. Then we needed to rehearse at the foyer - WITH the principal looking. AHHHH!!!! T_T Then we all stood there like rocks. I kept on laughing! XD So embarrassing! XP After that we went home. Haiz...so tired man! The day before exams still need to go band. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-8105412201353130676?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/8105412201353130676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/fun-thing-about-last-wednesday-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/8105412201353130676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/8105412201353130676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/fun-thing-about-last-wednesday-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-2637883929213881966</id><published>2009-04-28T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T07:21:36.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~Table of Glory~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Haiz all...I just finished watching the LAST episode of "Ping Pang Yuan". (Table of Glory) I'm feeling sooo tired. I feel so sorry for the He Shengwu. Xiao Fen claimed that he was her best friend but yet, she did not trust him and she even doubted him. Looks like Zhang Ziyi is more fit to be He Shengwu's best friend. Xiao Fen only listens to everything He Jiajun says. And he keeps on ruining He Shengwu's image in front of Xiao Fen. And yet, she believed him. T_T Anyway, when they were competing, I was there cheering like a crazy fan. For who? Of course for Ah Wu lah! He's always being bullied by people. I feel so sad for him. Xiao Fen sometimes very good to him, sometimes treat him very bad. In the end, He Shengwu won. I thought they draw man! But even if he did win, he also didn't feel happy. All thanks to Xiao Fen. She keeps on ruining his confidence but at the same time, she helps him gain confidence. Also dunno whether can trust her...Poor Ah Wu. Ma Lian also very poor thing. At least she knows the truth now. Haiz...Shall stop here. Too tired to type anymore. I kept on crying during the show...Its like the feeling is so real...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-2637883929213881966?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/2637883929213881966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/table-of-glory-haiz-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/2637883929213881966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/2637883929213881966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/table-of-glory-haiz-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-529356860769988175</id><published>2009-04-28T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T05:53:13.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Everybody, Somebody, Anybody and Nobody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This is a joke I found on a particular website. I typed everything out caz the website didn't seemed to allow me to copy. They sure have a high level of security. = Anyway, here goes nothing: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This is a story about 4 people named Everybody, Somebody, Anybody and Nobody. There was an important job to be done and Everybody was sure that Somebody would do it. Anybody could have done it, but Nobody did it. Somebody got angry about that, because it was Everybody's job. Everybody thought Anybody could do it, but Nobody realised that Everybody wouldn't do it. It ended up that Everybody blamed Somebody when Nobody did what Anybody could have done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~THE END~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;LOL! Quite hilarious...Although I didn't quite understand the meaning. But I like these kind of jokes. Jokes that make people confused. XD Lol, just JOKING! BYE!~ ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-529356860769988175?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/529356860769988175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/everybody-somebody-anybody-and-nobody.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/529356860769988175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/529356860769988175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/everybody-somebody-anybody-and-nobody.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-7765936736997069430</id><published>2009-04-28T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T05:46:17.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bonjour!~ ^^ Today is REALLY a very boring day. Well, when did boring days become FAKE? Almost everyday is a boring day. I totally miss Primary 6. Can't bear to forget, thats why I'm giving myself so much pain. Can't bear to go on caz I feel so tired. I feel so lifeless. Have a weird feeling in my heart. Anyway, my favourite subject seemed to have became Music. Today, we watched a video during Music period. I wish there were 2 periods. T_T The show is about these group of girls joining BAND! And it was totally funny! XD The title of the show is Swing Girls and its a Japanese movie, I think...Lol, feel so sorry for that guy caz he's the only one left. Must persevere! ^^ Then we had Literature. I almost feel asleep while reading Villa In Venus. Aiya, don't care lah! I forgot the name already. Anyway, its sooo long man! Then I don't understand a word from the passage. I just look through it in case Miss Selena scolds us. *Yawns...* At the start of the day very hot one. Then suddenly after MT classes, it rained like there was a Tsunami or something. Xin Hui and I were worried that we were not able to go home. Oh ya, by the way, tomorrow have sickening band. Don't wish to go for it caz exams are on Thursday. But I still don't feel serious. Instead, I feel kinda weird....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-7765936736997069430?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/7765936736997069430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/bonjour-today-is-really-very-boring-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7765936736997069430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7765936736997069430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/bonjour-today-is-really-very-boring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-3831092618969409838</id><published>2009-04-28T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T05:35:03.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday during MT period, we continued playing the game and teacher gave the winning group some lollipops. Anyway, PE was quite fun too. Sorry Xin Hui, for banging into you. Oh ya, during Science periods, Faith Tay told me some lame but funny jokes. I especially like the Geography and History one. LOL! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Robber: Give me all your money or you'll be Geography!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Man: I thought is History?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Robber: Don't change the subject!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;LOL! XD I kept on laughing and laughing. So creative! ^^ By the way, I ALMOST slept during Assembly. *Yawns* So boring! But I really very scared the exams. Especially the Maths and Science one and the one on Thursday. Only 1 hour 30 minutes to complete Comprehension and Informal Letter writing! T_T I scared I cannot finish. Still need to think. Especially Chinese. I alot of words don't know how to write still need to check dictionary. My electronic dictionary no battery! T_T AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Nervous man! Haiz...nvm......I go put battery. Cya~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-3831092618969409838?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/3831092618969409838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterday-during-mt-period-we-continued.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3831092618969409838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/3831092618969409838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterday-during-mt-period-we-continued.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-7743738863579790959</id><published>2009-04-28T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T02:10:57.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quiz 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My 320th post! ^^ WOO!~ By the way, I just realised that Kai Jun tagged me to do some quizzes in her bloggy. So I will do them! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tagged by: Kai Jun (Da Bian KING)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1) If you were to organise a birthday party, which 10 friends of yours would you invite? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;♥ Kai Jun, Yao Man, Regine, Wendy, Rui Ling, Joanne, Jaslin and many more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2) If you were to choose a venue for your birthday party, where would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;♥ In the sky (No offence to people I invited for my birthday party...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3) Name 10 variety of food you would pick for your birthday celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;♥ Cake, Fries, Ice Cream, Fruits, and something nice. (NOT INCLUDING CHOCOLATE CAKE.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4) Would you want your family to celebrate your birthday with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5) What is the most ideal gift you want as your birthday present?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anything I want. Fahrenheit albums or posters are included. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6) If you were to choose between a shirt and a short, which would you choose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;♥ A short shirt or maybe a shirt short...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;7) If you were to pick between a barbecue and a chalet for your birthday celebration, which would you choose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;♥ A Barbecue Chalet! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;8) What color of the plates, bowls and cutleries do you want for your birthday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;♥ The person who created this quiz must be really bored...Anyway, white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;9) Would you be angry if someone unrelated to you organizes a surprise birthday party for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;♥ I'll just be scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;10) How would you want your birthday party to be like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;♥ Fun and unforgettable! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Name 10 people to do this: Anybody, Nobody and Somebody. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-7743738863579790959?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/7743738863579790959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/quiz-1-my-320th-post-woo-by-way-i-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7743738863579790959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7743738863579790959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/quiz-1-my-320th-post-woo-by-way-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-875491666371016861</id><published>2009-04-28T01:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T01:48:01.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me, Myself and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Did something happen last Sunday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Myself: No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me: Are you sure nothing exciting happened last Sunday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Myself: 100% sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me: Confirm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Myself: Confirmed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me: Really confirmed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Myself: Really confirmeded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me: Okay. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Myself: Alright. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me: Okay, okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Myself: Alright, alright!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me: 0.0....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Myself: +.+...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*I comes into the conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I: Yo everybody! I am I! (am I am I am I...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I: I shall treat myself to a cup of tea. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Myself: Why sure! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I: Sure what?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Myself: I accept your cup of tea. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I: When did I say I'm treating you to a cup of tea? I said I was treating myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Myself: You just said that! I am Myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I: No way! I is I and Myself is Myself! Theres no way I is Myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh my god! I'm confusing myself. Ok, never mind. I shall stop here for now. (Actually, my main point is just to tell you guys that nothing interesting happened on Sunday so I don't need to take note of it. -.-") Well anyway, bye!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-875491666371016861?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/875491666371016861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/me-myself-and-i-me-did-something-happen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/875491666371016861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/875491666371016861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/me-myself-and-i-me-did-something-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-6018184321467136101</id><published>2009-04-28T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T01:34:13.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi guys! Just wanted to post about a small incident two weeks ago. I lent puncher from my sister caz the share one was spoilt. Then when I press it down, it couldn't come up. I kept on trying and trying until my hand pain. I didn't dare approach my sister caz if she found out that I spoilt her puncher, she would not talk to me for the rest of the day. Even until the next day. So I just kept on trying and trying. I panicked until I was sweating incontrollably. I even wanted to asked my dad for help caz he's quite good at fixing things. In the end, I decided not too. I struggled for awhile more until my sister noticed what I was doing. I almost got ready for her scolding when she saw what had happened. But then, she just said "Orh...This ah...". Then she took the puncher, pressed a button and the thing immediately jumped back up. When I saw that, I was relieved and at the same time thinking "WHAT THE HELL??!!!?!" She just took a few seconds while I took about half an hour trying to solve the solution! All she did was to push up the thing and thats it! Done! But I struggled until I was sweating like mad. Then I suddenly cried and shouted at her "You never tell me!" but at the same time, I was also laughing like mad. I laughed and cried at the same time. Tears kept on dripping out from my eyes. Must have been I was too relieved for the fact that I didn't spoil her things and at the same time, I was laughing at my own foolishness. Such a fool I've been to actually think that I'm a JINX. And I wasted my time trying to break free of the stupid puncher. LOL! XD I suddenly feel that I'm mad. Even my sister said so. Haiz...At least next time I know that not all punchers spoil in my hands....[;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing upon a star...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-6018184321467136101?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/6018184321467136101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-guys-just-wanted-to-post-about-small.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/6018184321467136101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/6018184321467136101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-guys-just-wanted-to-post-about-small.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-2977023324454522173</id><published>2009-04-28T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T01:21:49.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I remember last Friday my sister went to my grandmother house late in the night at about 10pm plus. And its all the way at Kallang! She's staying over caz Aaron's sister is gonna help her with her homework. Actually, I wanted to go too. But because it was soo late, I decided not to. Still need to pack bag and all. Haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So the next day, I went to my grandmother's house with my mother and brother. They took such a long time that it was already 8pm plus when we reached there. We were in the bus and I couldn't make out which bus-stop to stop caz it was too dark. I panicked like mad. From the start of the journey, my brother had been talking non-stop. He kept on playing a game he invented with my mother. Ben 10. Lol! ^^ But, my mother don't even know how to play and my brother is doing all the talking and sound effects. It was soo noisy! And for some reasons, my mother didn't even know how she lost the game and my brother won every round caz he said so. I kept on laughing with my mother when we got down from the bus. LOL! XD Crazy kid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, after dinner, we went down to play basketball. WOOTS! ^^ Michelle brought along her Ping Pong rackets and ping pong balls too. Recently, more people are snatching away our court. T_T So we need to share court...which is insane caz theres only one basketball hoop. I wonder why...Is it because while building halfway, the CC went bankrupt? Or the space too small?...Nvm....Maybe is both. =X We only get to play for awhile. So we went on to play Ping Pong - WITHOUT the table. But the game itself is quite fun. If theres the table, I guess it'll be double the fun. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When we went up, my father and my long-time-no-see uncle were done building the exercise thingy. It was said to "make people smarter" caz it tilts to one end where the head is facing down and the blood can flow more "smoothly" into the brain. The feeling was quite nice except that the thing that "kiap" the legs are too tight. Pain man! Then we froze upside-down for a few minutes. When we came back up, our face would be all red like tomato or ketchup. If you would like - chilli. =) Or it can be apple and the worst, blood! Okay, anyway...We all took turns with the thing. I wish there was one at my house caz if I didn't know how to solve an Algebra question, it can help a little. But to speak the truth, its also quite dangerous. Everything has its advantages, but so as its disadvantages. Anyway, we watched a gruelsome show titled "Chucky". (I think...) Its so disgusting! Its about these 3 scary looking dolls. Baby, Mama and Papa. They killed many people with underhand means and they find it fun. But the child of the 2 dolls, did not kill. It just watched its parents kill. (The child is sometimes girl and sometimes guy...Gaygirl is the perfect name I have for it. XD) Then the wife decided to change for the sake of their child but the father gets too addicted and will not stop. He keeps on killing and killing. Theres one part when the mother and father ties a string around the human's neck and pull it tightly at both ends. Instead of the string breaking, the human head pops out and blood splashes everywhere. GROSS!!! XP (Warning! Children under the age of 100 and over the age of 101 are not allowed to watch. In case the child cries or the elder citizens break a bone. 0.0) Theres even a part where it shows the acid spilling on the human and his skin got burnt. EWWW!!!!!!! Can see the flesh man! XP I feel like puking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;By the way, we celebrated our uncle's birthday too. (Bryce and Bryan's father) Lol! It was grand until my aunt bought 2 cakes dunno for what reason. But both the cakes were soooooo lovely! I wished I had taken a picture. One was made of agah-agah. And the other one was made of 100% PURE durian. Lols... For the agah-agah cake, the whole cake was made of agah-agah. Even the fishy that looks like a toy. Its the same for the durian cake. So pretty! Anyway, after watching the show, I felt like vomiting everything out. XP So gross! If you were in the show, your death would not be that simple and fast...Anyway, after that, we went home. (Of course la! Or else go where?! Zoo ah?) Lol, just joking. Well, I shall stop here. Bye!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-2977023324454522173?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/2977023324454522173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-remember-last-friday-my-sister-went.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/2977023324454522173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/2977023324454522173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-remember-last-friday-my-sister-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-6459325860973485992</id><published>2009-04-25T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T03:12:40.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;BANDaged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm gonna go out now! But no! Not yet! I still haven't tell you guys what happened during band. After school, I felt a little moody. Don't tell you guys why. = Then when band started, I started feeling okay...We practiced in the atrem for awhile. Then Mr Ng called us back to the AVA room. He told us that we had to do something for Speech Day too. Then we were told to dance man! XP I going die liao la! The seniors play music and we dance along with them. Eh, not fair lor! They want us to embarrass ourselves in front of the whole school with that silly dance. Band where got like that one?! I want to lodge a complain! T_T At least Xin Hui better than us. She just need to hold the Doraemon thingy and raise it up at the correct time. Don't laugh hor! XP Anyway, I kept on laughing when Glen and another senior did that dance. Look so silly! XD After that, we went back to the atrem to practice. Two of the French Hornists and 3 of the percasionists came and joined us. (I think is like that spell one...) Then later, the NPCC came and they played a very funny game. All of us kept on laughing. Later, we followed them and played the same game too. ^^ But too little people not that fun. So we swept to another game. In the end, we played Truth or Dare. Quite fun but something happened and I don't wish to type it out...Then we went back to the AVA room and I found out that yesterday's band was not the last band practice caz we needed to practice the dance as we are involved in Speech Day. When I heard that, I was sooo disappointed man! My heart sank into the...the coconut milk. T_T NOOO!!!! I hate band!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-6459325860973485992?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/6459325860973485992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/bandaged-im-gonna-go-out-now-but-no-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/6459325860973485992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/6459325860973485992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/bandaged-im-gonna-go-out-now-but-no-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-1353408039724416877</id><published>2009-04-25T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T02:53:34.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;For yesterday, theres only one word to describe school: BORING! The very start of the day, Xin Hui and Jia Qing didn't believe me when I told them that there is Geography Quiz. Luckily I got study. GRRR!!! The Map quiz I almost got 22 out of 22 but because of the stupid word Capricorn, I only got 21. I go and write Capricon instead of Capricorn. Caz my file said so. Haizz...I think I do corrections wrongly. T_T Nvm...Exam matters more. But health matters most so don't you think I should play basketball with my cousins later? =D To keep fit. ^^ Hahaaha! Lol...Anyway, another group acted during Literature. Quite good...Just that I don't understand why Raja suddenly popped out of nowhere. Weird. =\ And MT was quite fun too. We played some games which gave me a heart attack. In the end, our score still remained the same. By the way, I got to go out now. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-1353408039724416877?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/1353408039724416877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-yesterday-theres-only-one-word-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/1353408039724416877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/1353408039724416877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-yesterday-theres-only-one-word-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-7076733593491457266</id><published>2009-04-23T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T07:28:15.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Howdy!~ AHHHHH!!! I'm currently revising for the Geography test tomorrow. I must NOT fail! =X So scared man! Exam even scarier...=\ I very scared the Maths and Science exam. Algebra! Don't "hai" me! T_T Hate algebra...Very worried for the coming Mid Year Exams....I suddenly feel the "stress" I had when I was Primary 6. Before PSLE, I was worried until I might pee in my pants anytime. But of course never la...So disgusting! =S Can't wait for the June holidays to come...By the way, I feel that the Secondary School exam method a bit complicated. After English have Chinese then &lt;em&gt;blablah&lt;/em&gt;.....So messy. ~_~ Whatever it is...I need to be fully prepared. In an exam, concentration and determination are KEY FACTORS in deciding the outcome of the test. And I need the brain juice to boost my performance. =D Lol! XD Just kidding la... MUAHAHAHAHA!!!.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-7076733593491457266?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/7076733593491457266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/howdy-ahhhhh-im-currently-revising-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7076733593491457266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7076733593491457266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/howdy-ahhhhh-im-currently-revising-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-946301710094519795</id><published>2009-04-23T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T03:53:35.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Memorable Phone Talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday night, when I was packing my bag...Guess who called me? Its Regine!!! =D Long time no talk to her on phone already. Scared she busy...I also scared her mother scold...=( But yesterday she called me and we chatted for about 1 hour. Haiz...I remember last time when we were in Primary school. We EVERYDAY call each other even if we don't have anything to say. Sometimes, we just call each other and say HELLO! Then we put the phone to our ears and do our own things. Once in a while, we would say "Hello?" to make sure that we were still there. Then she would say "Uh-huh". Then we continue with our own things again. I also remember the time when we were Primary 5. During the December holidays (I think...), she went to England. I missed her sooooooo much man! Then I almost everyday write letter to her and keep them all in one envelope. When school reopen, I give the whole envelop to her. Inside got alot of letters written by the Spectacular Sylvia. Lol, just joking. =D Many are funny. I like writting on the Diary too. We both write lots of funny things. I will always laugh when I read it. Yesterday she called me because of that and she read to me some funny parts. We talked and laughed together. Cannot forget the BEST times we had together. Of course, with Yao Man also. =D And alot of my other friends like Kai Jun, Wendy....and many more...All give me good memories. =) Miss Primary 6. Secondary School...Haiz..Don't need to say la...Although my class very UNITED, they show favouritism one...Only involve their group with the famous and popular ones...We're on our own. Haiz....Nvm. Well, I love all my Primary School friends. Friends Forever! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-946301710094519795?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/946301710094519795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/memorable-phone-talk-yesterday-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/946301710094519795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/946301710094519795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/memorable-phone-talk-yesterday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-9134909512743190472</id><published>2009-04-23T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T02:54:18.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yoyoyo! Thursday's bag is the lightest! *WOOTS!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~Mary had the lighest bag~ (Little lamb..XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mary had the lightest bag,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lightest bag,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lightest bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mary had the lightest bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And she was sure to slack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lols! Anyway, Home Econs very boring leh! I read the textbook until going sleep liao. *Yawns*...Then next we had Maths. Abit fun. ARGH! Why is Maths getting less funnier nowadays? Lol. English was like usual. Quite boring...For today, we went to the hall for SFL. The hall was so hot and stuffy! XP I feel like lying down. First, they talked about Bullying. Then after that, they talked about drugs. Very scary leh! Actually I feel that they should arrest the jokers who created drugs. And cigarettes. They know that its harmful but they still go and make it. Money faced. They can earn money by other ways for example - Bankers...Do big business...(Outside the toilet =D) And alot more. WHY MUST CREATED DRUGS?! Haiz...Nvm. Well, ok...I very tired liao. See you later!~ Bonjour!...I mean Sayonara...+_+....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-9134909512743190472?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/9134909512743190472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/yoyoyo-thursdays-bag-is-lightest-woots.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/9134909512743190472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/9134909512743190472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/yoyoyo-thursdays-bag-is-lightest-woots.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-2461356730918473205</id><published>2009-04-23T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T02:40:06.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I forgot to mention Band. After school, Xin Hui, Jia Qing, Ruth, Joey and I went to TM. Toilet Market. A very smelly market indeed...Lol, at least it IS in MY dream. Ok, nvm. We went to TM caz we wanted to go to McDonalds to meet Faith. In the end, we really saw Faith. With Tat Hoi! Then we were like "OMG! Faith!" And she looked at us innocently. But anyway, I knew she would buy Mc Spicy! Lols. XD Then we went into the McDonalds and bought Mc Flurry while Xin Hui bought German fries. Or was it England? Oh, well...Nvm...We ate as we walked back to the school. When band started, we practiced like usual. But we slacked when all the seniors were gone. Played Ice-and-water and the tall tall man saw us. Dunno whether he is teacher or not. Then he said,"Playing catching ah?!" Then walked away. We continued playing. After awhile, he passed by again and said,"Still playing catching ah?! You think this is Primary School ah?!" Then he walked away. *Ahem*...We playing Ice-and-water. Not catching. Ice-And-Water even more high-class then catching lor! Caz its COOLING~ =D Lols. Anyway, we went back to the AVA room and sat there for awhile. Jia Qing told us that something bad happened when they were practicing. Don't wish to talk about it. After that, we were forced to freeze at the push-up position. The floor was still quite hot caz the sun setting soon. Then my knees also quite pain. T_T We went at 6.30pm plus. Haiz...so tired. Watched "Table of Glory" at nine. =D Nice show, isn't it? ^^ Cya!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-2461356730918473205?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/2461356730918473205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-forgot-to-mention-band.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/2461356730918473205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/2461356730918473205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-forgot-to-mention-band.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-8861726064897942143</id><published>2009-04-23T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T02:24:06.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WEEE!!!~ *WOOTS* 310th post. =D Hmm...Lets see...Yesterday, during Science, we went to the Science Lab. During Maths, we went to the Maths Lab. During Mother Tongue, we went to the MT Lab. During Geography, we went to the Geography Lab. During Art, we went to the Art Lab. During recess, we went to the Recess La.......b....LIKE REAL! XD Of course la...You think our school filled with labs ah?! Lol! ^^ Okok, just joking. But for Science, we really went to the Science Lab. We did some experiments with acids. 0.0 Dangerous acids! After that was recess. I went to try the noodles stall with Xin Hui. I think its my first or second time. Next, we had TRA lessons. Quite fun man! I love the part when I turned dizzy. Or did I? Lol, NO! Anyway, its Art, not TRA. Those who said TRA, your eyesight is FANTASTIC! ( Yay, my eyesight is fantastic!) Lols. Ok, back to the Art lessons. We drew many patterns. Faith drew some patterns. I also drew some patterns. So did Chanel, and Jia Qing, Ruth, Xin Hui, Joey, Ina...and the other 32 people. We ALL drew patterns. =D Heehee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, I shall stop here for now. Bye!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-8861726064897942143?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/8861726064897942143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/weee-woots-310th-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/8861726064897942143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/8861726064897942143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/weee-woots-310th-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-1483538896674360691</id><published>2009-04-21T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T08:03:05.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;AHHH! I almost forgot! Need to buy the Teenage Magazine Yao Man told me to buy! NOOO!!!! Must faster buy or else later change liao then no more Fahrenheit poster in it le. T_T But tomorrow Wednesday...How to buy?! Hopefully Thursday still have...And plus, theres only 9 more days to exams! T_T Work hard people! =) Jiayous! Cya~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-1483538896674360691?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/1483538896674360691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/ahhh-i-almost-forgot-need-to-buy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/1483538896674360691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/1483538896674360691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/ahhh-i-almost-forgot-need-to-buy.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-1095876385659592260</id><published>2009-04-21T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T08:00:30.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hi all! Now currently typing this post as well as packing my bag. Today school was as usual. So boring. We spent the whole History periods doing filing and all. At least better than listening to powerpoint slides and feeling sleepy. But Science was really sleepy. Not for the first period but the second period. A fierce teacher came in and she wanted us to revise our Science notes. Everybody read the textbook until they going fall asleep including me. Music was okay...Need to think about the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; Acrostic Poem. By the way, today morning when I was about to leave my house, suddenly have lightning then began to rain. Haiz...So my father drove me to school. OMG! Damn serious man! The water kept on splashing in. So wet! We went directly up to class caz the floor too wet to sit on. Anyway, back to Music. After that, we had MT. The chinese composition we had written was soo funny! I kept on laughing non-stop. During Literature, when the other groups needed to act, I also kept on laughing. Act until so nice man! But anyway, I don't wanna re-act. Hope teacher won't let us re-act. =D Well, shall stop here for now. Tomorrow have Boring Band. Haiz...Bye peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-1095876385659592260?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/1095876385659592260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-all-now-currently-typing-this-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/1095876385659592260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/1095876385659592260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-all-now-currently-typing-this-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-7075890076820030137</id><published>2009-04-21T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T07:49:12.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*Yawnz*....Yesterday while doing my homework, I slept awhile on the table. Then later I felt sooo tired so I went to the sofa to sleep. When I woke up, it was already 6.20pm. My father kept on asking me whether I fetched my brother already. Then I thought my sister fetched him. Later when I went up, I found my sister sleeping on the table too! I was so shocked man! Late 20 minutes leh! My brother how?! So I quickly rushed down and fetched him. Along the way, I saw someone across the road that looked quite familiar but I just continued walking caz I was late. Luckily the school haven't close. PHEW!! So I brought him back home. My sister veyr what leh! Come home see me sleeping should help me fetch Melvin what...Ownself also go and sleep. Then my father kept on asking me if my sister have bring or not. How I know?! Go and see lah! Aiyo...Everything also ask me. I also not immortal. Haiz...So sleepy...Tomorrow have band...Hate it! &gt;:( *Yawnz..* Bye guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-7075890076820030137?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/7075890076820030137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/yawnz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7075890076820030137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7075890076820030137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/yawnz.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-5639584176740724480</id><published>2009-04-21T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T07:41:32.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday was like any other random day. I so tired man! And plus, I failed my Science test. T_T GRRR!!! Lots of careless mistakes. So sad. *Sniffs..* Lols, anyway...Yesterday I was sooo tired. Especially during the Assembly. Can they think of something much more fun?! I only like the Simsons video. LOL! XD Faith Tay really sleep leh! At least I think so...0.0 After that we had RISE. Need to keep awake. And plus, Faith kept on playing Ping Pong and imitating the action. I think she's addicted to the nine o'clock show. Lols! Later, Xin Hui and I chiong to the bus stop for the bus but haven't come and Xin Hui's mother came to fetch her. T_T Then Faith dragged me to walk with her so in the end, I did so and she left me there when she reached her block. GRR!!! Then I walk home alone with my heavy bag. Regretted walking with her although she very cute. My shoulders were aching even before I reached home. So pain man! Naughty Faith-fy! XP Lol, just joking. ^^ Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-5639584176740724480?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/5639584176740724480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterday-was-like-any-other-random-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/5639584176740724480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/5639584176740724480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterday-was-like-any-other-random-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-2405561854368743621</id><published>2009-04-21T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T03:10:00.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm...Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmm...Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello people. Sunday...is also a day. =) My Aaron's sister came to my house to teach my sister how to do her homework. She can be tuition teacher already. Her current job is tutoring us - which also includes Michelle, Aaron, Dawn, Bryce and Bryan. To make it easier, her cousins. =D And my aunt pays her although she doesn't want to accept. So pro lor!~ Anyway, we went to Giant and when we went home, she was already waiting for us at the door. Then she taught and taught until at night. After that, we all went out for dinner except for Dawn caz her friend came to our house. When we came back from dinner, Melvin and I played Ping Pong with fake Ping Pong rackets and balls. Quite fun man! I'm starting to like Ping Pong. But just yesterday, Melvin accidentally hit the ball too hard that it went out of the window and was never to be seen again. T_T Lols! Anyway, I've just remembered I need to go find it now. Cya all later!~ ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-2405561854368743621?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/2405561854368743621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/hmmsunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/2405561854368743621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/2405561854368743621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/hmmsunday.html' title='Hmm...Sunday'/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-7285002177901680405</id><published>2009-04-21T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T02:58:56.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Howdy peepsies! Last Saturday I went to my grandmother's house like always. Couldn't get to see my baby cousin. T_T Anyway, Bryce and Bryan weren't there because they went to pray so we went to play basketball without them. We played match for a little while. We shared court with a few people. As there were too many balls, Aaron was confused and the ball hit his face. Suddenly, he couldn't stop tearing like how my sister did last time. Could see that it was very painful....So we went up to drink water and went down again to play ABC. Melvin kept on playing with the so called "Flying Alien" thingy. Lols! Then after awhile, we went back up again. Watched Superstar Express. OMG! Jiro! XD Then later, the 2 guys arrived. We paced up and down my grandmother's house and played the "Flying Alien" thingy as well. Then, need to go home already. *Yawns...* So tiring. I shall stop here for now. Byes!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-7285002177901680405?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/7285002177901680405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7285002177901680405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/7285002177901680405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-saturday.html' title='Last Saturday'/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-6297151401307154351</id><published>2009-04-21T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T02:58:31.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First of all, we had our usual English period. Miss Fardyana kept on teaching us how to write a summary for the last few days or maybe weeks. Then we had Geography lessons. Quite ok...But I don't really remember caz I don't bother to do so. = Lols, no la...Just joking. Anyway, we had Literature before recess and we only had time for Xavier's group to act. It was quite interesting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After recess, we had Maths and History. Friday can go off earlier. WOO! Shiok! XD But the un-shiok thing is that we have band on Fridays. Haiz...Poor me. Rather, poor us. =( That particularly special Friday, we needed to join the seniors for the announcements and march. ARGH...So long man! The teachers have alot things to say. Anyway, we even needed to go earlier for band caz Mr Ng wanted to test us. At first, I was quite nervous. But luckily he didn't scold us. I kept on squeaking too. Then I so scared he scold. =X Actually, he almost wanted to shouted at the French Horners because they don't know their notes but he "ren". I thought he going shout liao so I covered my ears. But luckily, he was more lenient to the Secondary 1. I wonder what will happen when we reach the end of the year or maybe Secondary 2. 0.0 Whatever it is, I don't want to find out. T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, after he let us off section by section, the clarinetists (us) went to the Atrem to "hang out" caz we didn't want to practice with the others. They quite noisy...Hehe..no offence. But, after awhile, we started having fun and chatting instead of practising. Lols! Time seemed to stop when we're playing and I thought that it would be the opposite. Anyway, soon it was 6 and we needed to go back to the band room to keep our clarinets and pack up. Then, I took the bus with Xin Hui and we chat a little along the way. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But when I reached home, I started having a terrible stomachache. Pain man! Then I rested for a while. After that okay already. I think its because I breathe in too much air when playing the clarinet or because I too hungry. Haiz....no choice. BAND IS TORTURING! T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-6297151401307154351?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/6297151401307154351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/6297151401307154351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/6297151401307154351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-friday.html' title='Last Friday'/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-1094479023141943575</id><published>2009-04-17T22:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T02:57:50.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;About Thursday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok, lets move on to Thursday. Surprisingly, we had Home Econs lessons in the D&amp;amp;T room. I thought our teacher wants us to cook the D&amp;amp;T equipment. But then she told us her reason. Anyway, alot of people failed their Home Econs test. But some people who looked like they didn't listen in class happened to be the one that got higher marks. But still failed la...Haiz...Caz we all never study. =P Anyway, during SFL lessons, we had the Drama thingy again. ARGH! But it was quite funny. ^^ Faith kept on saying she have talent for Drama. So cute! XD Plus, I like the part when we had to go to the front for the phone call. Faith needed to say "Don't know. Don't care. Don't bother." =D Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, I guess I'll stop here for now. =) Buy bai (cai)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-1094479023141943575?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/1094479023141943575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-lets-move-on-to-thursday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/1094479023141943575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/1094479023141943575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-lets-move-on-to-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4532245378174873873.post-619830974061901547</id><published>2009-04-17T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T02:56:18.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Start of my 301th post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Start of my 301th post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Howdy! WEEE!!!~ Its my 301th post! Its been long since I last posted. Let's talk about last Wednesday. After band, I went home. Then my mother told me that we're going to my grandmother's house to eat steamboat because Nicholas's mother is going back to Myanmar the next day! She said all my cousins and relatives will be there but in the end, Aaron and his mother didn't go. Haiz...The baby was quite cute and chubby. ^^ But he kept on crying and then stop, then cry again. Lols...Its the very nature of babies to do that, I know. Anyway, long time no see my 4th aunt. Caz she's from Myanmar and its been 5 years since I see her. Kinda miss her. And, 5 years no see, she became prettier! ^^ She talked to my other aunts for quite awhile and we listened. After that, it was time to go home. Haiz...Wonder when we'll be able to see our cousin and aunt again. Maybe another 5 years later. T_T Nicholas went back to Myanmar yesterday when I was having stupid band practice! GRRRR! =( Ok, I guess I'll have to stop here. Buy!~ ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4532245378174873873-619830974061901547?l=angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/feeds/619830974061901547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/howdy-weee-its-my-301th-post-its-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/619830974061901547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4532245378174873873/posts/default/619830974061901547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelfactor-terracotta.blogspot.com/2009/04/howdy-weee-its-my-301th-post-its-been.html' title='The Start of my 301th post'/><author><name>Sylvia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08773543977030726760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
