<?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-14202314</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:52:15.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>frownz!feisty?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>328</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14202314.post-882947255104021255</id><published>2007-08-11T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:42:27.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rr29ZJZkFLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/oczlZswiieU/s1600-h/CIMG1312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rr29ZJZkFLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/oczlZswiieU/s320/CIMG1312.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097438592970790066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rr29ZpZkFMI/AAAAAAAAAIE/gf1ih9JFPZQ/s1600-h/CIMG1316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rr29ZpZkFMI/AAAAAAAAAIE/gf1ih9JFPZQ/s320/CIMG1316.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097438601560724674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rr29Z5ZkFNI/AAAAAAAAAIM/F_5xfCsgwdc/s1600-h/CIMG1319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rr29Z5ZkFNI/AAAAAAAAAIM/F_5xfCsgwdc/s320/CIMG1319.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097438605855691986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rr29aZZkFOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ol2YOcc8WDQ/s1600-h/CIMG1345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rr2yw5ZkFDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/5ODVv2Zb7lA/s320/CIMG1283.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097426906364777522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rr2xqpZkFCI/AAAAAAAAAG0/e3Nh1inf67I/s1600-h/CIMG1280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rr2xqpZkFCI/AAAAAAAAAG0/e3Nh1inf67I/s320/CIMG1280.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097425699478967330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday is such a long one (: hahah. i'm too lazy to type out each day's happenings so pictures will do for now :D i need to study math &gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-882947255104021255?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/882947255104021255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=882947255104021255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/882947255104021255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/882947255104021255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rr29ZJZkFLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/oczlZswiieU/s72-c/CIMG1312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14202314.post-2634472783454267757</id><published>2007-08-05T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:42:31.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RrXf9ZZkFBI/AAAAAAAAAGs/oFFG-Xbn9V8/s1600-h/_MG_9967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RrXf9ZZkFBI/AAAAAAAAAGs/oFFG-Xbn9V8/s320/_MG_9967.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095224799322706962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RrXfPpZkFAI/AAAAAAAAAGk/47nIaaRiCk4/s1600-h/CIMG1264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RrXfPpZkFAI/AAAAAAAAAGk/47nIaaRiCk4/s320/CIMG1264.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095224013343691778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RrXewpZkE_I/AAAAAAAAAGc/ITCWiMArOjc/s1600-h/CIMG1253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RrXewpZkE_I/AAAAAAAAAGc/ITCWiMArOjc/s320/CIMG1253.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095223480767747058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RrXeVZZkE-I/AAAAAAAAAGU/Fgw45t0D1rg/s1600-h/CIMG1259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RrXbZ5ZkE4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/X8DMqbX0KWo/s320/CIMG1211.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095219791390839682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RrXa6JZkE3I/AAAAAAAAAFc/BVn4C7OX8n8/s1600-h/CIMG1203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RrXa6JZkE3I/AAAAAAAAAFc/BVn4C7OX8n8/s320/CIMG1203.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095219245929993074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUTS and mrs noah arc pictures (: finally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-2634472783454267757?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/2634472783454267757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=2634472783454267757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/2634472783454267757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/2634472783454267757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/08/buts-and-mrs-noah-arc-pictures-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RrXf9ZZkFBI/AAAAAAAAAGs/oFFG-Xbn9V8/s72-c/_MG_9967.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14202314.post-6065859755296479284</id><published>2007-07-30T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T05:32:05.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The interview is over. Well, it wasn't too bad since mine barely lasted for 3 minutes. This is the best part, Ms Tang didn't even talk and Mrs Chew basically asked all the questions which were pretty simple to answer and I just answered them. Except that i started laughing to myself when i saw sarah's huge face peering in through the back door, scared the living daylights out of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that day I was gloating that I didn't have any more major presentations to do. What a wrong statement to make. &lt;br /&gt;1) Jap oral presentation! [ I have to memorise my script! and.. ACT IT OUT] &lt;br /&gt;2) philo presentation [which isn't considered major but it still IS a presentation] &lt;br /&gt;3) Geog rivers presentation [this would be quite rubbish but yes, i still regard it as a presentation] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just blogged three days consecutively. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm still ill. with a nasty cough and a fever? haha, i haven't checked my temperature yet which quite clearly means that I'm well but yes, i shall go dig my thermometer out from some dingy corner on my cluttered table (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-6065859755296479284?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/6065859755296479284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=6065859755296479284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/6065859755296479284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/6065859755296479284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/07/interview-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-2861567448863077707</id><published>2007-07-29T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:42:32.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RqycVZZkE2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/AXgTIijeWnA/s1600-h/lg-ku800-front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RqycVZZkE2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/AXgTIijeWnA/s320/lg-ku800-front.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092617170058482530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hottest new thing. haha, i'm obsessed with it (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LG CHOCOLATE :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahwell, i wanted a nokia 5300 but well, i'll settle for this. i like slidey phones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-2861567448863077707?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/2861567448863077707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=2861567448863077707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/2861567448863077707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/2861567448863077707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-hottest-new-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RqycVZZkE2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/AXgTIijeWnA/s72-c/lg-ku800-front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14202314.post-5507017789792212904</id><published>2007-07-28T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T05:26:07.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This blog has been so stagnant. Quite often, i enter blogger and i wonder what i'm going to blog about so i just exit the window since there's absolutely nothing to blog about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now i have something to blog about or rather, there's nothing else for me to do since my mind can't focus on anything right now and basically, i've finished all my homework (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm horridly sick. The sickest i've been in a long while. I guess the effects of late nights are kicking in now. The feeling of just being so vulnerable and weak makes me want to stab myself. I walk around the house feeling like a floating ghost, walking on air. I've done all that i can to recover; pray, eat medicine, drink lots of water, rest a lot (trust me, i've slept A LOT), eat all my meals. Sigh, but my temperature is still on the high side and my throat still hurts after drinking 12 cups of active manuka honey water. ):&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing school on monday has it's plus and minuses. PLUS: i can skip that student-leader interview thing. I still think it's an awful waste of time. And, it would be a huge disappointment if i went through so much and not get that badge, maybe it would be better to just skip the interview and not get the badge? hmm. MINUS: i would be missing school AGAIN and that represents a whole lot of work piling up and lessons missed. OH and chinese test. i don't want to stay back to take a test. (and the saddest thing is that chinese is last period so i can't possibly leave school halfway, giving the excuse that i'm sick and skip the student-leader interview thing) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind's all jumbled up now and i can't really think in a coherent manner (not that i ever do) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go and sleep some more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-5507017789792212904?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/5507017789792212904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=5507017789792212904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/5507017789792212904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/5507017789792212904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-blog-has-been-so-stagnant.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-3375538659215921279</id><published>2007-07-15T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T04:56:48.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY! &lt;3! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. HAHA. YOU ARE THE BEST MUMMY IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD! AND YOU ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO READ THIS. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JONG! &lt;br /&gt;YAY. THE PERSON SITTING IN FRONT OF ME! (: MY CRAZY FRIEND. HAHA, YOU ROCK. I LOVE YOU TOO (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS A PRETTY BIRTHDAY POST WHICH WILL BE IN CAPS SINCE IT'S IMPORTANT. YAYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-3375538659215921279?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/3375538659215921279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=3375538659215921279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/3375538659215921279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/3375538659215921279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birthday-mummy-3-i-love-you-so.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-5649983906241308381</id><published>2007-07-01T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T08:03:34.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so sore and numb now. Somehow, the time and effort that i invested into a friendship has just gone down the drain. I knew right from the start that this friendship was wrong, incorrect but i still went ahead and forged it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that everybody's so busy with work and school, i just feel cheated, angry that i put in so much for this to work out even though i had already expected it to fail. Why did i even begin it, why did i even put in all my emotions, why did i even commit myself? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everything goes wrong, i'm hurting even more than ever. I don't know how long it would take for me to recover but somehow i trusted so much, told so much, talked so much, shared so much but it still didn't succeed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we're just on 2 completely different levels and nothing i do now will salvage anything. It's just so hard to sustain it and I don't think i have the energy to try anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just so draining to put in so much and yet get nothing back in return, not that i even wanted anything in return. I'm just so frustrated and annoyed now. Why am i even getting so agitated about it. My emotions are going out of control now. A million things are crossing my mind now and i really can't express myself properly in words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those feelings of bitterness and guilt and anger are just so prevalent that i was so close to breaking down so many times that maybe it's good that all these is just coming to an end. It's been an emotionally draining period and all these expectations that i have to live up to is not helping at all. It's completely taken over my life and i just want to get rid of it. now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could just hurt me over and over again until i feel no pain at all. It's so painful to be just left like this. I know you probably wouldn't be reading this but it's my fault too to even have shared everything about myself with you despite knowing that it wouldn't work out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head's exploding, thinking so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do i need to regret my every move. WHY WHY WHY. I'm just questioning everything right now and I don't know what to do. Now's probably the time to trust that God has a plan and draw strength from the Lord each day as He renews us when we choose to seek Him and wait upon Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-5649983906241308381?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/5649983906241308381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=5649983906241308381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/5649983906241308381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/5649983906241308381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-feel-so-sore-and-numb-now.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-4552859372125305139</id><published>2007-06-30T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T02:17:46.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know i haven't been updating much so here i am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a piece of wonderful news for everyone (: after a long wait, i kinda forgot that i even took my theory exam at all. But i'm very proud to say that the completely unmusically-inclined liana chek got a good score of 92. haha, i'm pretty amused, seeing how i cannot remember what was tested. Oh well, i still want to stop learning piano, takes up too much time. I've shared my joy now, time for the tears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for lovemg yesterday and it was my first time. I just wanted to go despite being so tired, exhausted, smelly, sticky. It was as though God was calling me to go so i went and i enjoyed myself immensely. pastor jeremy was there with his son and his son was so cute! haha, that's beside the point. anyway, his message was about chairs and i wonder sometimes whether i belong to the category of gray chairs although i very much want to be in the green and red chairs. worship was quite good, standing amongst God's people and just worshipping Him. I want to be a living testimony for God and show everyone how God has worked in my life to transform me. In my school uniform from 6-11 was a nasty experience, i never ever want to be in my uniform for that long! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for now. So many things to do. PFFT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-4552859372125305139?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/4552859372125305139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=4552859372125305139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/4552859372125305139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/4552859372125305139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-know-i-havent-been-updating-much-so.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-816802456156918991</id><published>2007-06-19T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T17:38:44.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh, my life is a downward spiral now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of all the events for school nationals, why on earth did i choose 100 Back! Now everything's screwed. I was so tired last night but i just couldn't sleep, tossing and turning wondering how everything's going to turn out but now i commit this into my Lord's hands and I trust that He would carry me out of this mess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose YEAH is now almost as important as school nationals now that i've put in so much effort into it, i just want to see it happen right before my eyes, making sure that all the planning has not gone to waste. Always, i had thought that i would put swimming first, above RYC but now, i'm really wondering if i should skip 100 back. Anyway, i'm not even confident of entering the finals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i really thank God that my event is the first one. So i'll leave school at 12 (and miss all the registration stuff!) and then rush to the pool, have a bite, warm up a bit, swim 100 back and dash back to school! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, if i go for 100 back, then i'll need to change the duty roster, find another emcee (i'm kinda relieved for an excuse) but it's so weird because maisie needs to be in the audi briefing the participants then i kinda need to oversee registration? Argh, solve my problems please&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-816802456156918991?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/816802456156918991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=816802456156918991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/816802456156918991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/816802456156918991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/06/sigh-my-life-is-downward-spiral-now.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-5782249695915767255</id><published>2007-06-16T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T09:04:20.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"when you're down to nothing, God is up to something" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just leaned back on the chair and re-read this line over and over again. How true this is, when you're stripped bare of everything, God will always have a plan for you and through faith, we know that God will always be by our sides helping us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I've realised that i cannot handle everything on my own, He has come into my heart and turned my life around, Lord, You're the one that i adore :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-5782249695915767255?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/5782249695915767255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=5782249695915767255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/5782249695915767255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/5782249695915767255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-youre-down-to-nothing-god-is-up-to.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-8893599673528462428</id><published>2007-06-13T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T22:29:16.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone's just missing in action. And the worst thing is, i can't use msn! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I'm back from vietnam. I'm so bored but too lazy to type in detail what I did there. While i was there, i read the tenth circle by jodi picoult and I was quite taken aback. There, here's an abstract. It was page-turning so on the 7.5 hour train ride to a small town, It was a story about parental vigilance gone haywire, inner demons and the emotional risks of relationships. This story of a flawed family on the brink of destruction grips from start to end. Somehow, i wanted my mum to read it, so she read it on the train ride back. haha, she didnt like the previous 2 jodi picoult novels so she was pretty hesitant about reading this one, she thinks it was quite good :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;But she wasn’t in her bedroom, and when he&lt;br /&gt;reached the bathroom, the door was locked.  Daniel rattled&lt;br /&gt;it, but there was no response.  He threw his entire weight&lt;br /&gt;against the jamb until the door burst free.  &lt;br /&gt;      Trixie was shivering, huddled in the crease made by&lt;br /&gt;the wall and the shower stall.  “Baby,” he said,&lt;br /&gt;coming down on one knee.  “Are you sick?”  But&lt;br /&gt;then Trixie turned in slow-motion, as if he was the last&lt;br /&gt;person she’d ever expected to see.  Her eyes were&lt;br /&gt;empty; ringed with mascara.  She was wearing something black&lt;br /&gt;and sheer that was ripped at the shoulder. &lt;br /&gt;“Daddy,” she said, and she started to cry.&lt;br /&gt;      “Did something happen at Zephyr’s?” &lt;br /&gt;      Trixie nodded.  She opened her mouth to speak, but&lt;br /&gt;then pressed her lips together; shaking her head.  &lt;br /&gt;      “You can tell me,” Daniel said, gathering&lt;br /&gt;her into his arms as if she were small again.&lt;br /&gt;      Her hands were knotted together between them, like a&lt;br /&gt;heart that had broken its bounds.  “Daddy,” she&lt;br /&gt;whispered.  “He raped me.” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Let us draw near to God with a sincere heart in full assurance of faith, having our hearts sprinkled to cleanse us from a guilty conscience and having our bodies washed with pure water." Hebrews 10:22&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday was a close shave, the traffic there is really scary, I was so freaked out everytime i cross the roads, motorcycles and cars and taxis just zooming by in all directions and i really thank God that i'm still alive :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for training yesterday evening, pretty fun because i swam very little. I was late by an hour anyway. Almost all the girls went; yongjia, selene, jasmine, alicia, claire and me! HAHA, and the slacker kenneth actually went, I was marking attendance then because his name is above mine, i was like stunned that he actually bothered to go :) maybe people do change. Yesterday's program involved alot of fly and 20x100 free pull. We did a few sprints and i sprinted with nicholas :D haha, i like to sprint with him. Then alicia was having a whale of a time teasing kenneth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept really early last night, about 1230, one of my earliest in singapore. When i'm overseas, i sleep really really early every night and I don't even wake up that early, approximately 8.30? This morning, i woke up at 7 to have a nice steaming croissant waiting for me, felt so bloated as i went for training. As I was still stoning in the car, i see a familiar maroon-coloured car in front and as i reached to the back to get my net bag, i turn around and see kenneth stepping out of the car. lol, i thought i was dreaming [oops, this is jasmine's line] haha, people change overnight x) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning training is restful :D Liu jiaolian was mainly training the small kids so we did 800 warmup, 400 freekick, 400flykick, 500 breaststrokepull, 900 dragonfly(?), 10 x 50 fly with fins. I think i missed out something but that should be it. Only nicole, victoria, kenneth, isaac and japher went so we had a lane to ourselves. And i had to keep the lane ropes, i have no idea what their obsession about laneropes is. It's so annoying! Then some idiot called japher went to twist the lane ropes up and i had to untangle them. ANNOYING PERSON.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored! This computer can't watch youtube and can't access msn. I'm so bored that i think i'm going to read heymath lessons. haha, maybe not. I'll go play with gmail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow I have to go to school. I refuse to take public transport, that's a nono. So my mummy has to send me to school at 8.15! BOO. Waking up early is better than taking public transport, nevermind :D I have gracefong to accompany me! yay. Then the "meeting" will probably take 3 hours again. How draining ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone entertain me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPLY TO TAGS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nehneh&lt;/strong&gt;: I havent decided yet! ahh, i'm so busy this holidays ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gabby&lt;/strong&gt;: haha, me too, haven't seen you for so long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lauren&lt;/strong&gt;: Go j8 after school holidays over lah. My june holidays are crazy! Or else december holidays? That's such a long way more and I want my birthday present! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt;: you're also away okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheryl&lt;/strong&gt;: haha, what beans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt;: huh? what newspapers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sze&lt;/strong&gt;: i'm back already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-8893599673528462428?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/8893599673528462428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=8893599673528462428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/8893599673528462428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/8893599673528462428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/06/everyones-just-missing-in-action.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-3812799132812894391</id><published>2007-06-05T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T09:06:22.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'M FINALLY BACK! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back with an aching body and arms that could crash any moment. i have no idea where to start, i have so much i want to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip really broadened my perspective ALOT. I cannot emphasise it more. Where we went, was sort of like an athletes' village where athletes from different parts of the world merge and train like crazy. The reason behind training at kunming is because of the high altitude, see, if you can swim your best timing at a place with high altitude, when you come back to singapore, it would be a breeze to swim. But sometimes, you really can't breathe, it's like you just feel like crashing but you have to keep going and going non-stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was full of FIRSTS. But to all things there always must be a first right? &lt;br /&gt;FIRST. airplane ride all by myself back to singapore, it was one of the best plane rides i had, i had 3 seats all to myself. one seat for my hugeee bag, one seat for all my newspapers (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST. Trip away from my parents for more than 8 days. 10 whole days. Imagine that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST. Time seeing basketballers who are so freaking tall. Yes, jiaolian went to ask one of them how tall he was. 2.10m. everytime i stand with them in the lift, i feel like a dwarf, i should have taken pictures of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST. Seeing groups of handicapped people train even harder than us, wanting to get the best and knowing that they have to work hard for it, i guess it spurred me on and encouraged me, knowing that God has given me so much and i shouldn't take it for granted. There were deaf/mute basketballers, wheelchaired fencers and some others. I really admire them for their courage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many more which i can't list here, too personal (: yesyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, we ran, swam, ate, slept, gymmed, swam, ate,homeworked, slept. Normally I hate china food but I was so drained after training that i gobbled my food down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys were pretty good company. 10 days together would foster closer relationships definitely. Shopping, playing. AHWELL. Let's just say i got to know them better. HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to vietnam till 13june. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have piles of uncompleted homework. &lt;br /&gt;Physics TYS (tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;Physics ws (tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;Non-existent heymath assignment&lt;br /&gt;Study for chinese test&lt;br /&gt;Jap e-learning&lt;br /&gt;study for Jap test&lt;br /&gt;amath SA2 paper (tomorrow) &lt;br /&gt;xiaolaoshi thingy&lt;br /&gt;hist diary entry (tomorrow?) &lt;br /&gt;study for chem moleconcept test&lt;br /&gt;Chinese oral practice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE&lt;br /&gt;emath SA2 paper. &lt;br /&gt;ss ws&lt;br /&gt;english file&lt;br /&gt;chinese shenti ws&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohdarn. I've done so little?! FREAKOUT. I have a long long way to go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-3812799132812894391?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/3812799132812894391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=3812799132812894391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/3812799132812894391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/3812799132812894391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-finally-back-back-with-aching-body.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-4617076539435609181</id><published>2007-05-26T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:42:32.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RlgC0c0VqWI/AAAAAAAAAFM/JjlBL6aNzAc/s1600-h/CIMG0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RlgC0c0VqWI/AAAAAAAAAFM/JjlBL6aNzAc/s320/CIMG0090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068804480717662562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;onegreenadnme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RlgBa80VqVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/McopcEY5gBA/s1600-h/CIMG0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RlgBa80VqVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/McopcEY5gBA/s320/CIMG0093.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068802943119370578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;meandnehneh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2blogger.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RlgAj80VqUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/WXrgDfwmiiI/s1600-h/CIMG0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RlgAj80VqUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/WXrgDfwmiiI/s320/CIMG0081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068801998226565442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nehnehandme.&lt;br /&gt;I'M BACK FROM OBS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really feel like giving a detailed explanation of what happened there except it wasn't as exciting as i had expected. In other words, it was below expectations but i still enjoyed myself! &lt;br /&gt;Kayaking was such a good experience! With char and la (: They kept scolding me how little energy i was using and it made me push myself harder! I'm really looking forward to another kayaking session sometime soon! I wish that we could have had a longer time to kayak ): I'm using so many exclamation signs today, shows that I'm high. I ate tank-orange to give myself sugar rush &lt;br /&gt;and in the middle of the night i would be laughing and "vibrating" quotesarah like a mobile phone. And, that's how i get my ABS! Laugh more people, get abs! Sarah is such a paranoid freak, she keeps worrying that the tent would collapse on us!&gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARMSTRONG! WE'RE SO STRONG! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 8 this morning, the best time to wake up. I was so alert and revitalised after collapsing in my cushy bed last night! Though i slept for a mere 8 hours, it seemed way longer! So daddy sent me to school and i realise that maisie koh is lying on the concourse floor with bat seated there reading magazines! I was laughing to myself. &lt;br /&gt;So today's meeting was better than most others, we actually accomplished ALOT. Finally. The 3 hour long meeting didnt really seem that draggy and I was quite high and I talked too much. ): Sigh, i hate talking so much but i can't control myself from talking. BOO. &lt;br /&gt;Mrs Chen is a very nice teacher :D We ate and drank so much that I couldn't even eat my lunch! I haven't eaten doritos chips and yakult and ribena for such a long time! probably since i was tiny, i stopped eating these kind of comfort food (: Except maybe vitagen from time to time. Oh well, enough about the food. I'm already starting to sound like a pig.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be free from anything RYC related for more than 2 weeks! YAY! This is so awesome! But poor grace fong has to do all the work now. I can't access my email, so frustrating, i can't be bothered to lug my laptop there and stupid douglas refuses to bring his so now i'm stuck ): I feel like such a slacker for RYC now, i should go do more work now, though there's nothing much that i can do, i think. It's all coming together quite nicely, at least we have the proper plans and stuff now. &lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared that something would go wrong though, like the printing and whatever. BAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND i can't open heymath assignments! It says "there are no active assignments" then why did they spoil my spirits and send me that dumb email, now i can't do the assignment if there is one, till 2 weeks later! I hope it isn't due before that!! If not i'll have alot of explaining to do! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to pack all my homework into my already bursting bag ): I AM HORRIBLE AT PACKING and I NEED TO GO TO THE AIRPORT AT 4+ tomorrow, at least i can sleep on the plane (: YAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-4617076539435609181?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/4617076539435609181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=4617076539435609181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/4617076539435609181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/4617076539435609181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/05/onegreenadnme-meandnehneh.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RlgC0c0VqWI/AAAAAAAAAFM/JjlBL6aNzAc/s72-c/CIMG0090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14202314.post-3387716803384240780</id><published>2007-05-13T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:42:32.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RkcyW1xZHbI/AAAAAAAAAE0/apb1fbUr_2w/s1600-h/DSC02673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RkcyW1xZHbI/AAAAAAAAAE0/apb1fbUr_2w/s320/DSC02673.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064071673974169010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my mummy to bits and pieces. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, mothers' day is going to be over in 15 minutes but anyway, everyday should be mothers' day (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, let me tell you the full details of my awfully disgusting progress report which i feel like ripping into shreds now(not because of the grades okay). Maybe it would be. Thanks to my dearest wonderful mummy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) mummy writes a letter to complain to ms cheong&lt;br /&gt;2) ms cheong tries to call mummy many many times but of course, mummy is too busy to answer her calls&lt;br /&gt;3) the next day, ms cheong talks to me. something along the lines of are you very stressed over your progress report comments and something about not being able to handle stress. &lt;br /&gt;4) Ms cheong calls mummy's office and i was beside the phone so i answered it. lol, shocked ms cheong. &lt;br /&gt;5) ms cheong spends an awfully long time on the phone, talking to my mother, with me hearing one side of the conversation as well as doing RYC stuff. &lt;br /&gt;6) Mummy was really pissed with ms cheong and everything, i love those hot tempered genes mummy passed to me, sometimes. It really works when scolding people, lecturing more like. &lt;br /&gt;7) I shall not reveal the whole phone coversation but yes, Ms cheong should be reprinting my progress report, that whole time management comment, I do not ever want to see it! HOW COMPLETELY embarrassing. &lt;br /&gt;8) I LOVE YOU MUMMY! for always being there for me and standing up for me against my teacher even though she forbid me to have have differing views from her about my report (: YAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote my mummy a long and meaningful card(: &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s i'm stressed out by RYC ): SOB. so many deadlines!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-3387716803384240780?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/3387716803384240780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=3387716803384240780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/3387716803384240780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/3387716803384240780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-mothers-day-i-love-my-mummy-to.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RkcyW1xZHbI/AAAAAAAAAE0/apb1fbUr_2w/s72-c/DSC02673.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14202314.post-4412919081332477460</id><published>2007-05-05T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T02:19:29.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have orders by the wonderful baker grace chan to blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate grace chan's swirled chocolate banana cupcake and it was heavenly. Yes, the best banana thing i've eaten in a long time. You should go sell your "goods". i'll definitely be your first customer, maybe they'll sell out before i can even reserve one (: &lt;br /&gt;This week has been one of the most relaxing one other than my jap test yesterday and the YEAH thing which isnt really that bad afterall, compared to family night. Yes, i shouldn't be complaining because i have a terribly efficient co ic. Yes, i'm going to vote for you as head prefect. WHEE, my robotic expartner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;reply to tags&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sckx: me? fit?&lt;br /&gt;grace: i would say that you're the weirdest creature alive besides the fact that you can bake really well&lt;br /&gt;lauren: i didn't get a leg injury and i'm probably going japan with my parents at the end of the year&lt;br /&gt;cheryl: i'm updating!&lt;br /&gt;lauren: i frown.. only if i see you, which is never. &lt;br /&gt;its me: poor thing. &lt;br /&gt;vanessa: i cant go out on 19th! and i gave advance notice okay!&lt;br /&gt;dear: I dont care. i dont like you (: (: (: go out in june hols okay. &lt;br /&gt;sckx: jap test was okayokay. haha, my listening totally screwed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-4412919081332477460?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/4412919081332477460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=4412919081332477460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/4412919081332477460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/4412919081332477460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-have-orders-by-wonderful-baker-grace.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-8520445861000637633</id><published>2007-04-29T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T07:31:07.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was running and running like there was no tomorrow. Running gives me that sort of freedom that never ends. After the 4th round, which is the normal that i run, I asked myself, should i stop? 5th round- NO. I will NOT stop. 6th round- WOW, i've actually ran 6 rounds? 7th rounds- just one more round and i will double my normal. 8th round- wow, that was awesome. That after-feeling is superb, undescribable. AND i only stopped because it was getting dark and my shoelaces came out -.- i hate it when it comes out even though i tied double knots! I think i ran more than 4km? I hope so, because i ran for about 28 minutes continuosly and my timing got faster and faster each round(how ironic). And, for cross country, i ran 3.7 km in 24 minutes and the terrain was rougher and much more challenging there, so i think i ran more than 4km (: WHEE. So yes, running is a great sport, let's run together! Mummy just told me a very interesting thing that his friend told him. Swimming never ever causes people to have injuries! How wonderful (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made my sabbatical choices already. I am about 99.9999% sure that i would get my first choice, which, by the way is LOCAL JOB ATTACHMENT (: haha, my second choice is sabah. BOO. NOBODY wanted to go with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIGHLIGHT! no tests next week. and i kindof hate the new timetable. BOO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to go and sleep. I shall edit it tomorrow during double free period! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-8520445861000637633?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/8520445861000637633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=8520445861000637633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/8520445861000637633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/8520445861000637633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-was-running-and-running-like-there.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-4135685406336476882</id><published>2007-04-20T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T06:48:30.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't been updating much lately because my life has been so routine and robotic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. The only interesting thing is PFT. HAH, i guess i wasn't in best form during the 2.4 though it was my best timing ever, i didnt even feel tired and my muscles didnt ache after the run. I didn't even collapse nor pale at all!&lt;br /&gt;2.4- 12.52&lt;br /&gt;inclined pull ups- 35&lt;br /&gt;standing broad jump:D : 212&lt;br /&gt;sit ups: 60 (rawr. i hate this)&lt;br /&gt;shuttle run: 10.67 (or something like this, can't really remember, but i was terribly frustrated that the teacher didnt allow me to retake it just because i got an A) &lt;br /&gt;sit and reach: 46(i'm disgustingly stiff) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesh, so i got 30 again. The exhilaration and thrill disappeared though i think i improved in everything except sit and reach and shuttle run. i got 55 and 10.2+ respectively last year?  &lt;br /&gt;But i really thank God that i am physically fit(or so i believe). I think PE is the only subject that i can excel in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm going to Pete's place at hyatt for lunch tomorrow after training. The wonderful yummy food (: and retail therapy after that to work off the fats. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. Training was fun today because we were let off early due to the thunder, my favourite sound during training. So i went to the toilet to bathe, then when i came out, jiaolian was talking to kenneth and his mother quite seriously, scares me. I tried to run away then jiaolian stopped talking to them and asked me to stay. In my heart, i was like DIEDIEDIE. I never expected jiaolian to talk to me about such ISSUES. Yeah, beyond my imagination, was "counselled" for like 20 minutes? I just stood there and she was rambling away, i can still recall her words echoing in my head. Jiaolian threatened me to stop, to give up, to concentrate on my studies. But, i know that God is always first place and my studies will always be second. Nothing will come between me, God and my studies. I don't even dare to sms now, i don't dare to say anything at all, jiaolian just seems to know everything. &lt;br /&gt;I'm so confused now, what should i do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-4135685406336476882?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/4135685406336476882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=4135685406336476882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/4135685406336476882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/4135685406336476882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-havent-been-updating-much-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-2734818090376185142</id><published>2007-04-09T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T19:50:39.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My awfully emotional and angsty post got deleted by accident, when i clicked the "do not wish to save changes if you navigate away from this page" button (: I know i'm awfully smart. But, now that it is all over, I'm quite happy that it's deleted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, only cheryl and the person involved knows about it so i shall not blow it out of proportion since you have already apologised so many times (: HAHA. The crazy load of sms-es yesterday. WHEE. The happiness of not using our own sms-es, stealing mummies' smses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. Do not ask me about my swimming results though i'm relatively appeased that i got 2 bronze and 2 fourths. HMM, my backstroke totally screwed up during competition! If i had swam my best timing, i would have gotten second easily, but i was just so exhausted after 50m free and yeah, leading to a timing which is slower than my PB by 3 whole seconds. SIGH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics gives me the creeps, especially since i failed the first ever "easy" physics test, that confidence totally drops,a mental barrier that i cannot achieve a pass for a test that is harder. ohwell. I just wrote my last letter &lt;3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I skipped jap yesterday! *grin* because of the hk3i project. We have really matured since sec1. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. happy post. off to study physics! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reply to tags&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace:yesyes, i know you can tag. HOW AMAZING. &lt;br /&gt;cheryl: yep! i stole the last phrase from you (: HUH? What spark? HOW! tell me!&lt;br /&gt;nic: hello partner (: DJW was awesome, can't imagine jingning crying. haha, i didnt look at all of you (:&lt;br /&gt;lauren: how could you think that it's cool?!&lt;br /&gt;carmen: okay, if i have the time. &lt;br /&gt;cheryl: who's the one who didnt reply my sms until 1030 at night?&lt;br /&gt;cheryl: I TAGGED ON YOUR BLOG MY REPLY. love you too(:&lt;br /&gt;grace: I thought you had high expectations? ohwell, i'm really really glad that i got through it already(: But when ms cheong did mine, she was really really relaxed and in a good mood basically. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today was an overall bad day.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad thing #1: i failed my chinese test by 3.5 marks. I haven't really told anyone my marks besides nicole :D &lt;br /&gt;Bad thing #2: I wanted to die when i saw my physics file with like a million folds. And only 8 signatures + 2 for prac! &lt;br /&gt;Bad thing #3: 3T got a lecture from ms cheong, standing up &lt;br /&gt;Bad thing #4: I totally screwed up my sakubun test, i had no idea what to write so i just basically wrote rubbish. &lt;br /&gt;Bad thing #5: I'm having a cold and a headache looking at the many folds in my physics file&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH well. I'm feeling relatively relaxed compared to in the afternoon. I was just like thinking of a very very emo blogpost but now, i've forgotten everything :D relax, i was NOT even thinking of suicide(murder). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really hope that i can leave school by 430 tomorrow AND clear all my physics corrections. I desperately need that mark! I was really really boiling mad at Ms Cheong at that point in time when i was just so close to breaking down, such little-lest things really make no difference to me. That has always been my attitude, all along. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i ranted and complained to mummy she just said&lt;br /&gt;"do you have a mad physics teacher or what! Don't be stressed over such small things and i'm not allowing you to stay back till so late, it's ridiculous" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing physics corrections is just part and parcel of our physics journey in a certain sense i guess. I never really thought that a file could actually mean so much. But honestly, Ms cheong really really sacrficed so much of her time to help us to improve, i suppose i was just too annoyed to see how much she has to do in comparison to us. I would never be able to do it, assuming i became a teacher, which would never ever happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah,  the end of my horrible day. Now, i'm waiting for my show to start and i'm feeling so free though my physics file scares me tonnes, i'm going to school early to do it tomorrow morning and recess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-2734818090376185142?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/2734818090376185142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=2734818090376185142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/2734818090376185142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/2734818090376185142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-was-overall-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-890649397281230082</id><published>2007-04-04T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T07:01:59.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Casting crowns- here i go again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Father, hear my prayer &lt;br /&gt;I need the perfect words &lt;/strong&gt;Words that he will hear &lt;br /&gt;And know they're straight from You &lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say &lt;br /&gt;I only know it hurts &lt;br /&gt;To see my only friend slowly fade away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe this time I'll speak the words of life &lt;br /&gt;With Your fire in my eyes &lt;br /&gt;But that old familiar fear is tearing at my words &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What am I so afraid of?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause here I go again &lt;br /&gt;Talkin' bout the rain &lt;br /&gt;And mulling over things that won't live past today &lt;br /&gt;And as I dance around the truth &lt;br /&gt;Time is not his friend &lt;br /&gt;This might be my last chance to tell him that &lt;br /&gt;You love him &lt;br /&gt;But here I go again, &lt;br /&gt;Here I go again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You love him so, You gave Your only Son &lt;br /&gt;If he will just believe; he will never die &lt;br /&gt;But how then will he know what he has never heard &lt;br /&gt;Lord he has never seen mirrored in my life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe this time I'll speak the words of life &lt;br /&gt;With Your fire in my eyes &lt;br /&gt;But that old familiar fear is tearing at my words &lt;br /&gt;What am I so afraid of? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause here I go again &lt;br /&gt;Talkin' bout the rain &lt;br /&gt;And mulling over things that won't live past today &lt;br /&gt;And as I dance around the truth &lt;br /&gt;Time is not his friend &lt;br /&gt;This might be my last chance to tell him that &lt;br /&gt;You love him &lt;br /&gt;But here I go again, &lt;br /&gt;This might be my last chance to tell him that You love him &lt;br /&gt;This might be my last chance to tell him that You love him &lt;br /&gt;You love him, You love him &lt;br /&gt;What am I so afraid &lt;br /&gt;What am I so afraid &lt;br /&gt;What am I so afraid of? &lt;br /&gt;How then will he know &lt;br /&gt;What he has never heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;Discover Jesus Week &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting with worship every morning really does alot to my soul. I just wish that we could start everyday of the week praising God and listening to God's word. It's mindblowing when you think about it, that God, sacrificed His life to die for you on the cross. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was not forced to do it, not obliged but He died for our sins. I never ever thought my life was of that much worth but God is truly amazing and powerful. I rededicated my life to Him today and i really feel that sensation and desire to want to listen to Him. Pastor Jeremy was so passionate about Christ and his love for our Lord and Saviour was so prevalent and i really gained alot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thank God for all those people who dedicated their lives to Jesus that they would grow to love him and understand Him more. Sometimes, we're all so busy and all we think about is school,school and more school. Our lives are definitely not only about school. Without God in our lives, we really can accomplish nothing, nothing at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i had wanted to ask certain people to invite Jesus into their lives, maybe we cannot force religion? I was discussing with sarah, grace and cheryl and i kindof got a little more insights. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, i thank you for all these angels around me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-890649397281230082?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/890649397281230082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=890649397281230082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/890649397281230082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/890649397281230082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/04/discover-jesus-week-starting-with.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-2107012441057823599</id><published>2007-04-01T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T04:07:33.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Teenager Test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Held hands with someone&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Lost someone&lt;br /&gt;[x] Never got a chance to tell someone something important&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cried your heart out&lt;br /&gt;[x] Danced&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Rejected someone&lt;br /&gt;[x] Heard a rumor about yourself (surprisingly, i don't think i have, tell me if you have a rumor. OH WAIT. i just realised i hear many many rumors. AHHEM.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Hurt someone emotionally (how would i know?!) &lt;br /&gt;[x] Hurt someone physically &lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Got involved in a sport&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Got called a dork&lt;br /&gt;[x] Fell in love&lt;br /&gt;[x] Went to a funeral&lt;br /&gt;[x] Know someone who has tried tocommit suicide&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Wrote a love note&lt;br /&gt;[x] Went through a phase&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Got ditched&lt;br /&gt;[x] Know someone really stupid and/or annoying&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Got in a fist fight with family member;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Drank (wine)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Made a mistake&lt;br /&gt;[] Thought you found the one&lt;br /&gt;[] Found out a bf/gf cheated on you&lt;br /&gt;[x] Lied to your parents&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Been lied to&lt;br /&gt;[x] Felt like the happiest person in the world&lt;br /&gt;[x] Felt like dying.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Had a crush&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Prayed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Texted in class&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Smoked a cigarette&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Had more than one crush at a time&lt;br /&gt;[x] Disliked someone&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total in all: 23&lt;br /&gt;Multiply By Three: 69%!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next quiz(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You like to eat chicken feet.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You sing karaoke.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You've worn glasses ever since you were in fifth grade.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You'll haggle over something that is not negotiable.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are a math genius. (I don't care what Mr Yeo says, I think I'm a math genius!)&lt;br /&gt;Total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You sometimes take showers at night.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You avoid the non-free snacks in hotel rooms.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You say "aiyah" and "wah" frequently.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You save grocery bags.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You twirl your pen around your fingers.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have been taught that wasting food is a sin.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your dad thinks he can fix everything himself.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You beat eggs with chopsticks.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You like congee with thousand-year-old eggs.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have eaten moon cakes before.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] If you don't live at home, when your parents call, they ask you if you've eaten, even if it's midnight.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You email/msn your Chinese friends, even though you're only 10 feet apart.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You can read traditional chinese&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your toothpaste tubes are all squeezed paper-thin before they are thrown away.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know what pearl milk teas are.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You bring fruit with you as a gift when you visit people's homes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have acquired a taste for bitter melon.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You eat every last grain of rice in your bowl, but don't eat the last piece of food on the table.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your parents argue with other adults over the dinner bill.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You love to use coupons.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now add the numbers up and multiply it by 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13x4=?? (52?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i was VERY chinese. oh well. proves me wrong! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt anyone would take the time to analyse these weird quizzes so, i'm just doing them to fill my boredom. &lt;br /&gt;i refuse to do my english activity 2 and i have no idea how to study for chinese and what to do for jap homework. yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate the sabbaticals program! it's so boring and i'm going japan with my parents at the end of the year so i cant be going to japan ): ): ): then go to india?!!? to see the Taj Mahal? BOO, i rather stay in singapore for local job attachment :D and i can't wait for OBS though it honestly doesnt sound funner than sec 2 camp. Maybe i'll go for the OBS in sabah, that sounds pretty awesome, like 12 days! for 1050 only (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-2107012441057823599?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/2107012441057823599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=2107012441057823599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/2107012441057823599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/2107012441057823599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/04/teenager-test-x-held-hands-with-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-8012159167453640345</id><published>2007-03-30T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:42:34.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rg0FoRSD-HI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qQQYsKl-Zfs/s1600-h/DSC03204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rg0FoRSD-HI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qQQYsKl-Zfs/s320/DSC03204.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047696946744260722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat.jaime.szew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rg0EiRSD-GI/AAAAAAAAAEk/oJM63xyBpD4/s1600-h/DSC03206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rg0EiRSD-GI/AAAAAAAAAEk/oJM63xyBpD4/s320/DSC03206.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047695744153417826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me.nicolelow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rg0D-BSD-FI/AAAAAAAAAEc/RQ74n-EGmD0/s1600-h/DSC03234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rg0D-BSD-FI/AAAAAAAAAEc/RQ74n-EGmD0/s320/DSC03234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047695121383159890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me.nicole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rg0DSxSD-EI/AAAAAAAAAEU/mW_lQzzGmXY/s1600-h/DSC03228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rg0DSxSD-EI/AAAAAAAAAEU/mW_lQzzGmXY/s320/DSC03228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047694378353817666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me.szew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rg0CeBSD-DI/AAAAAAAAAEM/tJsbb9mQaZI/s1600-h/DSC03210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rg0CeBSD-DI/AAAAAAAAAEM/tJsbb9mQaZI/s320/DSC03210.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047693472115718194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me.jong.gracef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rg0B0xSD-CI/AAAAAAAAAEE/BvQXCHvsnu0/s1600-h/DSC03218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rg0B0xSD-CI/AAAAAAAAAEE/BvQXCHvsnu0/s320/DSC03218.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047692763446114338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me.grace. cheryl's hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rg0BBhSD-BI/AAAAAAAAAD8/mQ-InyC95YY/s1600-h/DSC03221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rg0BBhSD-BI/AAAAAAAAAD8/mQ-InyC95YY/s320/DSC03221.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047691882977818642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me.sze.andrea.grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rgz_9hSD-AI/AAAAAAAAAD0/goIRvF3eFxw/s1600-h/DSC03205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rgz_9hSD-AI/AAAAAAAAAD0/goIRvF3eFxw/s320/DSC03205.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047690714746714114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;avril.sze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rgz9yRSD9_I/AAAAAAAAADs/Y44D3c621q0/s1600-h/DSC03192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rgz9yRSD9_I/AAAAAAAAADs/Y44D3c621q0/s320/DSC03192.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047688322449930226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me.jong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rgz8mBSD9-I/AAAAAAAAADk/Sca27FAi-4g/s1600-h/DSC03188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rgz8mBSD9-I/AAAAAAAAADk/Sca27FAi-4g/s320/DSC03188.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047687012484904930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jong.jaime.nic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the concert was pretty good, especially the encore. (: (: that was the BEST part, so exciting and mindboggling. &lt;br /&gt;I was really really happy today because -gasp- i passed amath, for the first time this year! whee. The best news ever. HAHA. Naturally, my parents were delighted, but, it's quite scary, if this time was a fluke then i fail all my other subsequent tests, it would be so disapppointing. oh well, i shall not be a pessimist (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and seatpartner! don't be sad okay? you'll do better next time and besides, you're already juggling so many projects, it's only normal. If i were you, i would have died long ago (: iloveyou!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese, chem and history test next week? i better study harder! ah. and all my jap homework is piling up ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to cheryl lam, i discovered that msn live messenger is ever so wonderful! it sends songs like *snaps fingers* immediately! WOW. Technology never fails to amaze me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training tomorrow after one entire week of slack! So scary! i'm scared of jiaolian yelling and i'm scared of swimming so slowly, i really think i've lost all ability, if i had any if the first place, to swim. i haven't touched the water since tuesday? ohwell. I should be glad because neither have kenneth nor jasmine and they're both going tomorrow. BUT, they always swam faster than me ): RAWR. and that horrible chongrenjean assures me that she's going tomorrow, i seriously doubt it. she NEVER ever goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy's coming back tomorrow &lt;3! with lots of food and bags?(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-8012159167453640345?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/8012159167453640345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=8012159167453640345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/8012159167453640345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/8012159167453640345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_fnZbcuQBdqk/Rg0FoRSD-HI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qQQYsKl-Zfs/s72-c/DSC03204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14202314.post-1827076601240624299</id><published>2007-03-24T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:42:38.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYas4a_-FI/AAAAAAAAADM/x1FXX2ucvOQ/s1600-h/DSC03154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045749790877415506" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 343px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px" height="256" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYYnoa_-CI/AAAAAAAAAC0/EvCXEPDd2Uk/s320/DSC03148.JPG" width="351" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYYIYa_-BI/AAAAAAAAACs/W_yjGe993fM/s1600-h/DSC03139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045746964788934674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 342px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" height="247" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYYIYa_-BI/AAAAAAAAACs/W_yjGe993fM/s320/DSC03139.JPG" width="352" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYXoIa_-AI/AAAAAAAAACk/-klXN5Fr2oI/s1600-h/DSC03132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045746410738153474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 339px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" height="254" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYXoIa_-AI/AAAAAAAAACk/-klXN5Fr2oI/s320/DSC03132.JPG" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYXNYa_9_I/AAAAAAAAACc/rXzDn2w7IhU/s1600-h/DSC03128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045745951176652786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="236" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYXNYa_9_I/AAAAAAAAACc/rXzDn2w7IhU/s320/DSC03128.JPG" width="314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i like this picture, can you see all the photographers? these models must have so much courage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYW04a_9-I/AAAAAAAAACU/WC5At75M8Xc/s1600-h/DSC03127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045745530269857762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px" height="256" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYW04a_9-I/AAAAAAAAACU/WC5At75M8Xc/s320/DSC03127.JPG" width="346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYWSIa_99I/AAAAAAAAACM/GxTT2VP9E8o/s1600-h/DSC03116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045744933269403602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" height="249" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYWSIa_99I/AAAAAAAAACM/GxTT2VP9E8o/s320/DSC03116.JPG" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYVfYa_98I/AAAAAAAAACE/qcoH72A0yZQ/s1600-h/DSC03104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045744061391042498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 339px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px" height="258" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYVfYa_98I/AAAAAAAAACE/qcoH72A0yZQ/s320/DSC03104.JPG" width="354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYU4oa_97I/AAAAAAAAAB8/S_IWj-_ykYE/s1600-h/DSC03100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045743395671111602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 356px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px" height="262" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYU4oa_97I/AAAAAAAAAB8/S_IWj-_ykYE/s320/DSC03100.JPG" width="369" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYUdoa_96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/y_gbRoLiSk8/s1600-h/DSC03095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045742931814643618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 349px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" height="248" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYUdoa_96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/y_gbRoLiSk8/s320/DSC03095.JPG" width="364" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYUBIa_95I/AAAAAAAAABs/0dRyBuBIXZE/s1600-h/DSC03091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045742442188371858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 342px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" height="243" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYUBIa_95I/AAAAAAAAABs/0dRyBuBIXZE/s320/DSC03091.JPG" width="358" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYTloa_94I/AAAAAAAAABk/CoKyk0JaTa0/s1600-h/DSC03089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045741969741969282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 342px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" height="245" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYTloa_94I/AAAAAAAAABk/CoKyk0JaTa0/s320/DSC03089.JPG" width="355" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYS-oa_93I/AAAAAAAAABc/LGtXw11_JlU/s1600-h/DSC03087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045741299727071090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px" height="265" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYS-oa_93I/AAAAAAAAABc/LGtXw11_JlU/s320/DSC03087.JPG" width="358" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYShYa_92I/AAAAAAAAABU/DDV2JBIYSQE/s1600-h/DSC03084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045740797215897442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" height="247" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYShYa_92I/AAAAAAAAABU/DDV2JBIYSQE/s320/DSC03084.JPG" width="357" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYSEoa_91I/AAAAAAAAABM/j1bcYDgvLMo/s1600-h/DSC03078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045740303294658386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 339px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" height="242" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYSEoa_91I/AAAAAAAAABM/j1bcYDgvLMo/s320/DSC03078.JPG" width="338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;their hair looks really really cool XD &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYRpoa_90I/AAAAAAAAABE/krApNG7wsLM/s1600-h/DSC03069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045739839438190402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 349px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" height="246" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYRpoa_90I/AAAAAAAAABE/krApNG7wsLM/s320/DSC03069.JPG" width="366" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYRKYa_9zI/AAAAAAAAAA8/v-7BF_3z7x0/s1600-h/DSC03052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045739302567278386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="247" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYRKYa_9zI/AAAAAAAAAA8/v-7BF_3z7x0/s320/DSC03052.JPG" width="370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we're rocking the runway (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYQbYa_9yI/AAAAAAAAAA0/BMmlI3R6HFA/s1600-h/DSC03045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045738495113426722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 349px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" height="258" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYQbYa_9yI/AAAAAAAAAA0/BMmlI3R6HFA/s320/DSC03045.JPG" width="370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the ever so pretty andrea cheah with her mascara-ed eyelashes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYP5oa_9xI/AAAAAAAAAAs/51fjKFHQPH4/s1600-h/DSC03029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045737915292841746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" height="241" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYP5oa_9xI/AAAAAAAAAAs/51fjKFHQPH4/s320/DSC03029.JPG" width="361" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sze's funny funny shoes and that pink thing is her topshop shirt. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohmy. picture overload! all credits go to szew.  ohwell. thank you andreacheah for the tickets! iloveyou! hahaha. but still, you should not get the goody bag because I took it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm feeling so free now! (: finished all my homework after SFF and nobody's at home now and i don't understand amath quadratic alphabeta crap ): sigh, i feel like sleeping and reading and watching tv and eating my yummy hazelnut icecream! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-1827076601240624299?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/1827076601240624299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=1827076601240624299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/1827076601240624299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/1827076601240624299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-like-this-picture-can-you-see-all.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgYas4a_-FI/AAAAAAAAADM/x1FXX2ucvOQ/s72-c/DSC03154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14202314.post-7091117196815388485</id><published>2007-03-23T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:42:39.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgVDvoa_9wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/tDUwQKwb798/s1600-h/just+look+at+that+mess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045513443122083586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="248" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgVDvoa_9wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/tDUwQKwb798/s320/just%2Blook%2Bat%2Bthat%2Bmess.jpg" width="345" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgVC8oa_9uI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nr-55Zq4aXg/s1600-h/liana,jiaolian,+est.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045512566948755170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="268" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgVC8oa_9uI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Nr-55Zq4aXg/s320/liana,jiaolian,+est.jpg" width="346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgVCVoa_9tI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRodcxBU8aE/s1600-h/elite!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045511896933856978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="249" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgVCVoa_9tI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FRodcxBU8aE/s320/elite!.jpg" width="341" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;long overdue picture at nick's party and my promised photo of jiaolian(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;river island pictures later! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;reply to tags&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hoonster: i will never never ever try 50 fly! much less, 5x200 fly. Fly is crazy!&lt;br /&gt;cheryl: thanks for keeping my tagboard alive (:&lt;br /&gt;~lorry: i've kindof got many coaches, like some come in the afternoon, some come in the evening that kind lah(:&lt;br /&gt;cheryl: lend me cds please! (: i never dao people, i dao you because you hit my head! andandand, you havent even updated yet and i'm kindof updating now.&lt;br /&gt;sze: that person was sucking up. &gt;.&lt; ~lorry: what on earth is SA?! stop using acronyms that i can't understand! andrea: yesyes, thankyou so much! i lovelovelove you! it was really awesome. hahah, my daddy was like, your friends think that your skirt's long? but, it's so short! -----------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this weekend is pretty relaxed, as in, little homework *wide grin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) math worksheet assignment &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) jap homework &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) finish philo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) english argumentative (corrected) RAWR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 5) english newsweek assignment &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) study amath &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;7) HK PROJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SFF tomorrow. i'm wearing a new skirt (: (: hahaha. it looks pretty weird though, but who cares! hahah. and i decided not to go for club party, since all the girls aren't going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a sadder note, mummy's going to vietnam till next saturday ): &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'll miss you mummy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;we swam relay during training today&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; HMMM, suddenly can't recall who were in my group, oh yes, isaac, daniel, edwin(he's really freaky, he is always calling my name and i have no idea how he knows my name, awfully scary, the way he stares at me reminds me of evan. the resemblance between the brothers!)&lt;br /&gt;i'm dreading next tuesday. can't actually believe that i have to swim 100 back and 100 free! i need to see the program like NOW. how embarrassing when i swim 100 back ever so slowly! ): ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We painted the swimming banner today! crazy en and michelle were running around painting each other. the joys of painting banners. (: i love mg swim team. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i give all my praises to You, Lord. &lt;/em&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/14202314-7091117196815388485?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/7091117196815388485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=7091117196815388485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/7091117196815388485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/7091117196815388485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-weekend-is-pretty-relaxed-as-in.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_fnZbcuQBdqk/RgVDvoa_9wI/AAAAAAAAAAk/tDUwQKwb798/s72-c/just%2Blook%2Bat%2Bthat%2Bmess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14202314.post-3384370897030733577</id><published>2007-03-22T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T07:24:22.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;50m free (: my pet event (: (: (: (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.07s (: MY PB OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm going to die for 100m back! so horrid-ly. it's going to be an extremely embarrassing sight. i hope nobody is going to be watching me &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;next&lt;/span&gt; week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New seating plans. i love my new partners, wanqi and nicole chan (: hahah. wanqi entertains me during chem, pointing out ms sim's mistakes. haha, and nicole chan helps me to pack my pencil case and scold me about handing IN and handing UP. oh, i think she said that more than 10 times this week. JUST SHOWS HOW LOUSY MY ENGLISH IS. \&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horrible math test + upcoming social studies test= bad mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nice conversations with cheryl and _______ make me happy (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-3384370897030733577?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/3384370897030733577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=3384370897030733577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/3384370897030733577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/3384370897030733577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/03/50m-free-my-pet-event-32.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-4528498435743401827</id><published>2007-03-17T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T02:40:06.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i am super dee duper happy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ahhhha. i was smiling and smiling that liujiaolian thought i went nuts. hahahah. i love love love love zhangjiaolian (: i would put her picture up here if i could but blogger's not allowing me to post pictures. apparently. she makes me so happy. so happy that i could train the whole day and do back turns the whole day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so very happy. i did &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;6 back turns correctly and consecutively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and jiaolian was grinning like a chesire cat and to think, just a few days back, she was yelling/hollering/screaming/shouting at me because i was so "stubborn" and "she didnt want to teach me". that really made me think think think that i couldnt give up though i really wanted to. i simply wanted to get out of swimming 100 Back so that i didnt need to do back turn!&lt;br /&gt;but, my last turn was "wrong" because i hit the lane rope but i was so exhausted of turning that i didnt care anymore (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, and i plunged really really nicely, according to jiaolian because of her stupid blue styrofoam thing and now she's forever going to use that to hit me ): haha, but it really works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you Lord for helping me overcome my fear of the wall, i wouldn't have persevered without You. You are such an awesome God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i went to eat ice-cream today&lt;/em&gt; because mummy said that i needed to become fatter?! and then, i saw chinese daily bread! it has a much nicer name than daily bread. it's the first time that i saw it so i took it. and the verses in chinese leave a much deeper impression on me. and i also took a special edition of daily bread. (: i must try to do my daily devotions in chinese! i loveeee chinese. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have pictures of nick's party now but i cant post them! ): hahah. retarded pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;went towning with grace,andrea and shuyi yesterday&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;hahah, talked alot of rubbish while sitting in burger king. hahah, i ate icecream 4 days in a row! ):&lt;br /&gt;then kenneth lim made me call him because his talktime and sms both exceeded?! waste my talk time too! then still never going training. at least esther was there, but she left early ): so all the boys were mean, as usual. NO SURPRISE. jiaolian made them play a weird waterpolo game with a bucket. something like basketball and i refused to play because they're too violent, they'd probably kill me. so, i was the gamemaster? hahah. it was freezing cold though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy thinks that i'm becoming anorexic because i'm losing weight quite fast. (: (: (: (: (: (: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my diet's working. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in some weird restaurant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiter(to mummy): "your daughter ah? so pretty, her mole is at a very good place(blah blah) but she's too skinny" all in chinese. (i was rolling my eyes)&lt;br /&gt;after she walks away&lt;br /&gt;mummy: pretty meh? haha, alot of people said that your mole's good, who should you be thanking? i think you should get fatter.&lt;br /&gt;and i wasn't allowed to skip breakfast this morning. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm rushing homework now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;---------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-4528498435743401827?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/4528498435743401827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=4528498435743401827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/4528498435743401827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/4528498435743401827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-super-dee-duper-happy-now.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-4272423989254616212</id><published>2007-03-15T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T11:09:52.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 20th birthday mr nicholas cheong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah, take care in guards! i know it's the second most dangerous post but singapore's a really safe country! we won't get attacked! yay. you better save all the elite people before everyone else. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nick's party was fun! quite many people went (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. start from the beginning. i took a bus to farrer court to look for se and esther at the playground (?!) then i was standing there looking like a huge gigantic monster with all the teeny weeny kids running around. bewildering experience, i was nearly tempted to run to the slides when i heard selene's booming voice: " lianaaaa, why aren't you wearing black?!" sigh, i forgot anyway. but, nevermind. like hardly any one was wearing black, besides andy, esther and selene and nick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then me, se, esther went to buy paint for the banner at farrer. the paint uncle cheat us of our money! ): oh well. we probably overspent and mrs chan is going to be very angry. we even bought paintbrushes (: HAH. so we ran in the rain to se's house. the fortunate thing was that, we missed the heaviest downpour! okay, we took the lift up to se's house when we started writing nick's birthday card. and the ever so smart selene bay, sealed up the envelope without thinking that andy hadn't written in it. oh yes, we got nick a hugeeee box of famous amos cookies &lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we were writing, victoria and rj called esther and se and i think they seriously switched souls. rj-the-ever-thrifty offered to pay for our cab ride and victing-the-rich-girl was like: "whoa, you all got so much money to take cab!" hahaha. confusion! and we saved the cab fare because since it was raining so heavily, selene's daddy decided to send us there. (: the condo is so far! like in.. siglap?! then we started camwhoring but we gave up since the taxi behind was destroying our picture BOOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finally reached there. we were the first to arrive! although nick said that it started at 530 and we reached there at 6+? we just sat around and waited for victing and andy to arrive. haha! they got lost and we didn't, but they were just at the tennis courts which was around the corner. oh well. we went up together to get the bbq stuff down and nick's dog was having HER period. i never knew that dogs had periods until nick said:" don't you know that all female mammals have periods?" i was laughing to myself, imagine a boy, saying that in a tiny lift. URGHHH. but he said it in such a matter-of-fact way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i carried the salad down (: without knowing what was inside. hahah. and i nearly brought it to be barbequed. go ahead and laugh at me, it was cold okay. cold things are always meant to be barbequed-- liana's theory. then at last, chong ren jean came, taking a bus and mrt, claiming that she only had 2 bucks in her wallet. and chong renjean! you still owe me 2 dollars since last year's school nationals! yeah, i know you're going to run away again. you always do. i'm never ever going to lend you money. forever. HMPH. watch out for chongrenjean because she never returns moneyyyyy. my 2 dollars. my money! speaking of which, i'm broke (: hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we nearly got murdered by zhang jiaolian because there were no girls at training *grin. and that gerard just had to go for training, before coming for a party?! so, all the coaches started streaming in, aunty michelle, zhang jiaolian, liu jiaolian, aunty gerry, uncle cheng kiat and blah blah. cant remember all the coaches' name. oh yeah! uncle peng wee and his huge kampong. ): which meant that wanloong HAD to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, we got really high and we went to the playground to play. all of us squished into the tiny weeny playground structure and we started taking pictures. HAHAHA. let me think who was there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yongjia, renjean, selene, esther, victoria, me, alex, gerard, melvin, andy, wanloong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's alot of people. okay, wait. andy was kindof standing of the rooftop? so, that's not counted and melvin refused to get up so he's out too. 9 people (: that's alot! hahah. the cats in nick's house are seriously scary! they freak me out. and renjean and esther were arguing about patches and spots. sigh, throughout dinner i was sandwiched between them and their random conversations about C-A-T-S. how interesting, i must admit. they were kindof screaming/yelling/hollering because nick-the-birthday-boy insisted that his ipod speakers had to be turned on, to nearly maximum volume?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, birthday cake which i refused to eat, it really looked exceedingly fattening! then it was time to go home. ): oh well, i went back with jiaolian and yongjia. haha. we were messaging kenneth and &lt;em&gt;he didnt reply yongjia&lt;/em&gt;! (: HAHAHA. then i was waiting outside jiaolian's condo,messaging kenneth until my phone battery was nearly flat. you should have gone to entertain me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, club party coming up soon (: i hope i can go if i have no tests and whatever nonsense. uncle pengwee wants to play rugby :0)&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went double training today and i love esther because she was a nice person to accompany me and both of us are dying now. in the morning we did &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10x200m IM and comp&lt;/span&gt;. poor &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;esther had to do 200 fly&lt;/span&gt;! SO COOL. i would never dare to do it. i did 200m back! and with stupid paddles somemore. HMPH. enough complaining about liujiaolian's training.&lt;br /&gt;me and kenneth hitched a ride from jiaolian to go to harbourfront. yay jiaolian (: haha, we were lazing around and that boy insisted that he had to eat ice cream and drink coke. how fattening. so i had to wait for him. -_- and he nearly pulled me to watch dreamgirls goldclass. rawrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to orchard to meet mummy. we spent like $2000 plus at the isetan private sale &lt;3! bought many many new nike and adidas shirts. haha, and outfitter shirts which mummy dislikes because of the terrible messages. hahaha. then mummy bought like 5 pairs of shoes. i didnt buy any! (: (: (: i'm saving money! haha. and all her cosmetics. then loewe's sale was pretty good though i couldn't be bothered to look properly. the swimsuit collection was pretty lousy, nothing that i truly liked. then keep buying and buying because the privateee saleee was absolutely superbbbbbbb. (hahahah) i didnt know that it would cost so much. hmmm. i had to carry it. and it made my arms ache tonnes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i bought a new camera!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; at last. it's a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;casio&lt;/span&gt; i think. with a &lt;em&gt;2GB memory card&lt;/em&gt;! haha. i still prefer my pretty blue sony one. maybe i'll give it to mummy when she goes overseas with her friends. haha, mummy still hasn't learnt how to use it. oh yeah. i wanted the bronze-y one but in the end we had to settle for boring old silver. how saddening ): the lcd screen is really wide too! (: 2 inches bigger than my sony ): ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;afternoon trainings are horrid&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; URGHHHHH. jiaolian was picking on me and claire becuase we went to the toilet to slack and talk. ))))): she scolded me about the stretchcord(something she has never said before) and she scolded claire about backstroke pull. i hate claire's height. it gives her so much advantage for backstroke! ): terribly unfair. i wish i had the height too. then i could play basketball, netball and swim faster! rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;allrighty, long enough post, i'm still waiting for esther to send me nick's party pictures though i cant post any pictures on blogger for some weird reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have a whole load of homework. i havent even done philo!!!! and stupid heritage essay. 500 words, what do you expect me to write and it's graded! and i haven't filed all my math and physics stuff. heehee. XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like 2+ in the morning now and i trained for so long. i better go to sleep soon. out with shuyi, andrea, jong and grace tomorrow. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-4272423989254616212?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/4272423989254616212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=4272423989254616212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/4272423989254616212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/4272423989254616212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-20th-birthday-mr-nicholas-cheong.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-6246023658578718240</id><published>2007-03-11T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T21:30:47.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just came back from morning training! it was the best thing in ages! i havent swam quite so peacefully without zhang jiaolian screaming at me every second. jiaolian lost her voice. so sad ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for afternoon training, waterpolo. i hate waterpolo because the boys bully me tonnes. i shall just float around and talk to whoever doesn't want to play. i hope esther goes! yay. then i can slack with her. the boys all know that i will scream when the ball comes flying over and they purposely throw it at me. rawr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-6246023658578718240?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/6246023658578718240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=6246023658578718240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/6246023658578718240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/6246023658578718240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-just-came-back-from-morning-training.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-2626487232017253839</id><published>2007-03-11T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T06:11:53.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey, i am so sorry if i hurt your feelings or something. i'm really sorry that i can't accept you that way. i really can't. maybe we can still be friends? I'm not exactly worthy of you. I'm not bitter or anything, i'm just apologetic. yeah, hopefully our relationship as friends can still continue. sorry i can't settle for anything more than that. i know i already told you but i have more space here. i haven't been replying your messages for a while too. quite a long while then i suddenly talked to you again. sorry if i raised your hopes or something but i just wanted to clarify some stuff that my cousin asked. okay. that's done.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, we can still be friends. don't be too mad at me okay? i know it was a difficult time for you. Have you recovered already?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-2626487232017253839?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/2626487232017253839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=2626487232017253839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/2626487232017253839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/2626487232017253839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/03/hey-i-am-so-sorry-if-i-hurt-your.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-5445628042858559105</id><published>2007-03-11T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T05:28:48.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am quite pleased with my NAG timings. haha, all my Personal Best. i hope for interhouse, i can beat my timings. (: timings are really improving besides for 50 free.  i really thank God for making these few hectic days possible, without His help, i know that i definitely wouldn't be able to get past these few days and doing my best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday- cross country + studying history + worrying about family night&lt;br /&gt;friday- RG invitational relay (first!) + family night (yay. ) + studying theory&lt;br /&gt;saturday- studying theory + theory exam&lt;br /&gt;sunday- NAG! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;His love is far greater than anything in this world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAG was so fun! haha. squishing around on mats and taking pictures as if we were in a mortuary! i want the pictures esther! (: and retarded hormone raging boys discussing about puberty levels and playing cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jevon: hey liana! do you think gerard is hot?&lt;br /&gt;me: (ignores his raging hormones)&lt;br /&gt;(small kids are seriously terribly weird. )&lt;br /&gt;jerryl: hey! yellow cap!&lt;br /&gt;me: huh? what yellow cap?&lt;br /&gt;jerryl: where's your yellow cap?&lt;br /&gt;me: what?!&lt;br /&gt;jerryl: banana!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmy. absolute absolute weirdness. throughout NAG, he was calling me a banana! &gt;.&lt; kenneth got started too. rawr. squishing on gerard's mat with stupid jerryl who kept insisting that i couldn't bend my legs if not the bloodflow will stop or some nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. all the boys were acting gay with kenneth. so disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;first it was gerard with kenneth imitating jevon and isaac(?) or douglas&lt;br /&gt;then it was jerryl with kenneth&lt;br /&gt;then leonard with kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. they are all G-A-Y. me and esther were just exchanging weird looks. and jojo is so superdeeduper cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isaac: playing with kenneth's phone and figuring out the security code (which i know! ) (:&lt;br /&gt;me and kenneth: hahaha, you won't ever guess it&lt;br /&gt;isaac: i give up lah.&lt;br /&gt;kenneth: ohmy. liana, did you change the code?!&lt;br /&gt;liana: what? no. i don't even know how to change the code!&lt;br /&gt;kenneth: it's been frozen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, and it still isn't repaired. (: it's not my fault. poor phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i died swimming my last 15m ! as usual. sigh sigh sigh. and i sprinted too fast for my first 50m free! but i'm still happy happy happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: i shall start on my homework now if i feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;(nice long post about NAG (:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-5445628042858559105?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/5445628042858559105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=5445628042858559105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/5445628042858559105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/5445628042858559105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-quite-pleased-with-my-nag-timings.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-1069317332111640193</id><published>2007-03-10T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T02:24:20.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;FAMILY NIGHT '07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;warning: long long post ahead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;i have a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;huge blister&lt;/span&gt; on my foot now, after running to and fro from the staffroom to the storeroom to the quadrangle to 3M to the canteen and all sorts of weird places. i walk with a limp. ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2G won overall. hahah. so sad that 2T( &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i love 2T 06 and 07 to bits and pieces&lt;/span&gt;)  didn't win but 2G's song was really really the best and most original &lt;3! should i post my reflections here? oh well. i shall. then ahma can read it and help me edit it so that i dont sound so.. criticising?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reflections for mrs chen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Family night was quite a success, in my opinion. Although there were a few glitches here and there, the students and parents seemed to have enjoyed themselves immensely.  It was a huge burden off my shoulders when the event ended on a high note, the dehydration and exhaustion didn’t matter so much anymore.  Although I was rushing from one place to another, family night turned out better than I had expected. The group came and worked together in the end so nothing else really mattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our preparations were very last minute, because not everybody knew what they were supposed to do and where they were supposed to be. This all boils down to one reason, people who never attended meetings never read minutes to keep themselves updated on the happenings but it’s probably not their fault since they had valid reasons to miss meetings. I must admit that there were times when I was bitter that people just skipped meetings that were planned in advance but I suppose it doesn’t really bother me now since family night is finally over and done with. The satisfaction surpasses all anger and resentment. However, it would have been a lot better if the whole group could meet together all the time, then the many jobs would be evenly split.  There are always people in the group doing more work than others, putting more effort in every way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that many of us tried very hard to remember all our duties but sometimes the list overwhelms us and details just slip our minds. Perhaps, some of us lack initiative to ask our group members what we’re supposed to be doing and whether they need help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had many ideas but nobody really bothered to follow through with them so our thoughts were very scattered and disorganized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2T is an amazing class and I loved working with them. Although I was a little upset that they didn’t get the top 3 prizes considering they worked so hard, it was to be expected since there were only 3 top prizes. I’m still very proud of my class, no matter what. Sitting back and enjoying family night together with them made me swell with pride that all of us had planned this event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt a lot from being the organizing committee for such a big-scale event. Teamwork is essential, for without my team mates, I don’t think that we would be able to pull through, the emcees and the various committees all played a big role J&lt;br /&gt;Communication was also necessary and that was something that we lacked in. everyday, someone came to tell me something new that I had to inform the maintenance office of, I went to the maintenance office more than 6 times to make changes to the list of items so it really got on my nerves. I think the maintenance office workers were so sick of seeing my face almost every recess but I must acknowledge that they are indeed efficient people J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed Family Night ’07 more than Family Night ’06, much more. I was so thankful to see that the audience was excited and enthusiastic&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;a teacher just sent my mummy a nice nice message praising me (: yay. now mummy's happy but she's pretending not to be though and i'm drained from family night still, am i glad that it's finally over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAG tomorrow! with a huge big fat blister, sucks big time. i hate hate hate having blisters! i don't feel competition-mode yet. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we won first for RG invitational relay(: i got a medal. then there was a huge mixup which i shan't elaborate because it would only make me very annoyed with a certain someone. i liked the silver one better than the gold medal. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theory exam went fine i think. i have high hopes of passing! yay. liana is a very very happy girl. oh yes. i wanted to copy nicole chan's list of things to do then i shall slowly edit it. i shall adjourn there now (: lalalalala. heymath drives me up the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) english identifying fallacies worksheet&lt;br /&gt;2) physics textbook homework&lt;br /&gt;3) heritage futuristic essay (how on earth am i supposed to write this.)&lt;br /&gt;4) 14 chinese jian bao of yilunwens&lt;br /&gt;5) chinese reflections on the articles&lt;br /&gt;6) heymath test 1&lt;br /&gt;7) heymath test 2&lt;br /&gt;8) file your math!&lt;br /&gt;9) love is a fallacy essay draft 2&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10) philosophy essay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;11) social studies essay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;12) study for ss test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;13) study for jap ca2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;14) math test!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;15) apparently we have a hcl test?i don't recall laoshi talking about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't really seem like alot afterall. oh hang on, i need to add all the tests and assignments that i need to hand in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;p.s. lauren: can you tell me who is the boy who threw an eraser at me! i really have no impression!in sec 2 or sec 1 or sec 3? he's so weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-1069317332111640193?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/1069317332111640193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=1069317332111640193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/1069317332111640193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/1069317332111640193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/03/family-night-07-warning-long-long-post.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-2963252325651632339</id><published>2007-03-07T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T23:10:18.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cross country&lt;/span&gt;! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the only thing that olson is good at is cheering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first time that i ever ran and not walked AT ALL and i felt fit even though i think i could have ran much much faster if i had bothered to train. some people just have the talent. i reached there like at 6:39a.m. and got screamed at by mrs chan to help her, as usual, i carried planks, in the dark. pitch black darkness makes me think.&lt;br /&gt;health awareness week- me and xiao walked 4 busstops today! we walked out from turf city, crossed the road, walked and walked and walked then past guthrie house, manage to get directions to holland village then take a bus, continue walking to the shopping centre then we found the hardware shop and bought the fuel! yay. then we walked another busstop to take the bus and then we parted ways.&lt;br /&gt;i took 156 and walked 2 busstops to my cousin's house for piano. which reminds me, theory exam in 2 days! and history test tomorrow, i'm not even prepared -_- i never am. i cant wait to get home and see whether i lost any more weight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swimming later, i really pray that it doesn't rain, if it does, i may cry. MAY. because i have NAG on sunday and i'm totally not prepared! RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RG relay is so in-the-way. all the way at yiochukang stadium then i have to take a cab all the way back to school to avoid mrs chen screaming at me! and i have to leave values ed earlier? oh, that's a plus point, i just realised (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YIOCHUKANG?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-2963252325651632339?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/2963252325651632339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=2963252325651632339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/2963252325651632339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/2963252325651632339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/03/cross-country-first-time-that-i-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-3172064048999370008</id><published>2007-03-06T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T05:30:00.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was really really scary. i think i was quite affected after seeing jarett break down plus i have full confidence that he would get the qualifying timings! he seems like a strong person and even he was emotionally affected by jiaolian even after training that jiaolian had to call his parents to clarify everything. all the parents were like surrounding him, comforting and consoling him.  i know jiaolian was giving us alot alot of stress, which was supposed to make us nervous and hence, swim really really fast for NAG, which so isn't working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how am i supposed to swim 100m free, first 50 slow-fast then next 50 fast-fast-fast. after swimming slowly, how am i supposed to suddenly pick up speed and sprint! i am like really (short-distance, short-distance) all the way. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my 50m back is terrible, once i crash into the lanerope i think i'm disqualified and i cant do a proper underwater kick because my hips aren't strong enough ): so i have to swim much harder than people who have strong stomachs and hips. BOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so scared that i would get disqualified! after such long long times of training. and and and, i only have one last training before teh actual event and we didnt sprint today because of the rain, i hate it when it rains at the time when i least want it to. i really pray Lord, that it wouldn't rain on thursday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-3172064048999370008?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/3172064048999370008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=3172064048999370008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/3172064048999370008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/3172064048999370008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-was-really-really-scary.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-369711846344846066</id><published>2007-03-04T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T04:50:44.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i absolutely love my cousins &lt;3 pictures coming soon. when i have time (: we had a splendid time today. sparklers are hot. i love them, we only had 55 ): they're kindof antique now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeremy: da jiujiu is blocking our car! da jiujiu is blocking our car&lt;br /&gt;everyone: roars with laughter&lt;br /&gt;jeremy: da jiujiu is blocking our car! da jiujiu is blocking our car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hilarious i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong with my blogskin anyway? qwertyuiopoasdfghjklzxcvbnm&lt;br /&gt;sorry, blogspot cant accept the pictures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-369711846344846066?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/369711846344846066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=369711846344846066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/369711846344846066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/369711846344846066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-absolutely-love-my-cousins-3-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-4368691417372956160</id><published>2007-03-02T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T06:22:53.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am a very very happy and contented girl now. i am proud to proclaim that i got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ONE A1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so far&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may be no big deal for geniuses like nicole chan and claire tan and whoever. mummy was very shocked and happily shocked too. i think i lowered mummy's expectations by leaps and bounds after getting back many many progress reports. in a way that's good. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my theory exam is at peninsula plaza!&lt;/span&gt; 1 more week, 7 more days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiaolian  made poor nicholas cry during training. i hate her weird contortions and pulling. i never got the opportunity to try it, but after seeing her do it so many times. ahha, i would NEVER want to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homework&lt;br /&gt;1) math ws&lt;br /&gt;2) math ws&lt;br /&gt;3) geog table&lt;br /&gt;4) study history&lt;br /&gt;5) chem ws 1&lt;br /&gt;6) chem ws 2&lt;br /&gt;7) philosophy research&lt;br /&gt;8) chemistry research&lt;br /&gt;9) social studies research&lt;br /&gt;10) jap sakubun&lt;br /&gt;11) jap shyokudai&lt;br /&gt;12) social studies worksheet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my life. i so love it.&lt;br /&gt;i shall broadcast the marks that i know for progress report now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A1- chemistry &lt;3!&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A2- social studies, jap! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;B3-chinese, emath and amath? ( don't remind me that scholars got 98.0 for their amath, that seriously demoralises me, maybe i should sit next to some scholar so that i can become smarter! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;B4- amath- i cant remember but who cares, it's a B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;C6- PHYSICS. i suck at physics.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still don't know my history elect and full geog and english marks. i probably screwed up geog even though i studied. mmhmmm. oh well, my marks dont look too bad. for now. if i fail geog then it's a completely different matter. i really thank God that i didn't fail anything, as yet. even if i fail, it's only ONE subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Keep your lives free from the love of money and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;be content with what you have&lt;/span&gt;, because God has said, "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you&lt;/span&gt;." &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=65&amp;chapter=13&amp;amp;verse=5&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse" target="_blank"&gt;Hebrews 13:5&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, help me to take my eyes off of others and fix them instead upon you. May I discover the peace You graciously offer me, no matter the circumstances of my life at this moment. I praise You for the good times and I thank You for what you teach me during the not-so-wonderful times. Use all of them to make me what You want me to be. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.&lt;br /&gt;-- a prayer that i took from my daily devotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contentment means literally “to be satisfied to the point where I am no longer disturbed or disquieted.” This is the calm place God has prepared for us in the midst of life’s storms. He’s waiting for us to lift our eyes off of our circumstances and instead, fix them solely upon Him; to look to our position in Christ for our worth, not our position in society.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-4368691417372956160?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/4368691417372956160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=4368691417372956160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/4368691417372956160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/4368691417372956160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-very-very-happy-and-contented-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-7181198000566035721</id><published>2007-03-01T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T06:50:25.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;happy birthday alicia chiang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you monster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am researching from philo now :D (copying cheryl's smiley and just about everyone's, oh yeah cheryl, that's how i knew it was you who messaged me (: i'm so observant right!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, philo, have you ever come across pages where they give you the first part of the essay which is oh-so-brilliant and then comes the horrific "..." please pay $4.50 to continue reading the essay. part of me is dying to get that juicy bit of information for animal testing and part of me is hesitating, why can't they just show the whole article and not keep me waiting in suspense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training was enjoyable, i beat nicholas for sprints 3 times (: i made him redo the sprint and he was hopping mad. YAY. i love it. and we did sprinting almost throughout training. (: my favourite. and i finally see claire after ages and ages of MIA. and esther came too :D and left early ): oh yes, benedict looks like a monk after shaving his head&lt;br /&gt;benedict: (walks in covering his head)&lt;br /&gt;jiaolian: wah, gan ma, bu yao zuo cao!toufa hen hao kan la, bu yong gai zhu!&lt;br /&gt;benedict: embarrassed to no end&lt;br /&gt;alicia: you look like a monk!&lt;br /&gt;jiaolian: (in chinese) &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;short hair makes you swim faster!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, cheryl's birthday is on the 5th of march. (: i hope i remember.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-7181198000566035721?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/7181198000566035721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=7181198000566035721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/7181198000566035721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/7181198000566035721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-birthday-alicia-chiang-you.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-7258363664056029353</id><published>2007-02-28T06:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T06:30:44.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's going to be march soon. wowwwwww. can you believe it. MARCH- the third month of the year, which means, that we are already 1/4 through the year! (eh? is my math correct? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i was really upset today, it may not have been obvious but you really really hurt my feelings. but oh well, it's your opinion of me, and i dont care anymore. why should i care how you view me? i shall just treat you normally, not that you care, i cant say that i dont care but i wont care as much as i did today. yeah. you probably dont even know that your hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm relaxing alot now, thanks to many many many people who have been counselling(?) me. hahaha, i was really in a state of distress but i'm much much better now, i feel like i know what i want to do next. i prayed and listened to God's voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was disappointed by my physics test, awfully shocked and shaken but i guess it's God telling me not to be so complacent for the future tests and work harder. maybe i had illusions that i worked really hard and studied but i was not accomplishing anything?  i just have to accept that C6 and live with it, there's no other choice, is there?  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thank you AVRIL LEE&lt;/span&gt;, for being so very nice and telling me during lunch that you studied 3 minutes before the test and you got an A, that really boost my already low morale. I'm really really grateful that i passed overall with a C6 even though i got second lowest in class for the test, which IS a fail. i still passed. i passed. and i didnt cry, though i wanted to, i just controlled and controlled, crazy thoughts that were running through my mind, i shall not state. i had no mood to do physics.&lt;br /&gt;I AM OVER MY PHYSICS MARKS. DONT MENTION THE C6 UNTIL THE PROGRESS REPORT ARRIVES. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trytrytrytrytrytrytrytrytrytry. 3 letters. you can do it, liana chek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-7258363664056029353?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/7258363664056029353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=7258363664056029353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/7258363664056029353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/7258363664056029353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-going-to-be-march-soon_28.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-3398960147285388439</id><published>2007-02-28T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T06:29:10.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's going to be march soon. wowwwwww. can you believe it. MARCH- the third month of the year, which means, that we are already 1/4 through the year! (eh? is my math correct? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i was really upset today, it may not have been obvious but you really really hurt my feelings. but oh well, it's your opinion of me, and i dont care anymore. why should i care how you view me? i shall just treat you normally, not that you care, i cant say that i dont care but i wont care as much as i did today. yeah. you probably dont even know that your hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm relaxing alot now, thanks to many many many people who have been counselling(?) me. hahaha, i was really in a state of distress but i'm much much better now, i feel like i know what i want to do next. i prayed and listened to God's voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was disappointed by my physics test, awfully shocked and shaken but i guess it's God telling me not to be so complacent for the future tests and work harder. maybe i had illusions that i worked really hard and studied but i was not accomplishing anything?  i just have to accept that C6 and live with it, there's no other choice, is there?  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thank you AVRIL LEE&lt;/span&gt;, for being so very nice and telling me during lunch that you studied 3 minutes before the test and you got an A, that really boost my already low morale. I'm really really grateful that i passed overall with a C6 even though i got second lowest in class for the test, which IS a fail. i still passed. i passed. and i didnt cry, though i wanted to, i just controlled and controlled, crazy thoughts that were running through my mind, i shall not state. i had no mood to do physics.&lt;br /&gt;I AM OVER MY PHYSICS MARKS. DONT MENTION THE C6 UNTIL THE PROGRESS REPORT ARRIVES. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trytrytrytrytrytrytrytrytrytry. 3 letters. you can do it, liana chek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-3398960147285388439?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/3398960147285388439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=3398960147285388439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/3398960147285388439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/3398960147285388439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-going-to-be-march-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-3901186958581321625</id><published>2007-02-27T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T07:00:08.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LTC meeting was rather productive today. Though we got scolded by Mrs Chen quite badly, yes, we deserve that scolding, i admit. there were so many loose ends in everything. now i need to go back to the maintenance office which is so near yet so far. ): ): ): I need sarongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many people have been feeling emotional and lifeless and depressed. so have i. during training, i was just boiling mad at the whole world, that i just could not train properly and the already angry jiaolian because of some douglas situation, yet again, was screaming away at &lt;strong&gt;US. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she said some very meaningful words, which set me thinking (yes, i do think, FYI)&lt;br /&gt;- why exactly do we train so hard&lt;br /&gt;- who do we train for&lt;br /&gt;jiaolian says this every training but today, it just struck me that God gives me the strength to swim and glorify His name and He is so powerful and wonderful that nobody else can overpower Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i come back and glare at the stacks of assignments and research that i need to do and i'm just putting it off now. so, i go online and talk to cheryl &lt;3! thank you for listening to me and helping me, sorry for venting all my frustrations on you and not lending you a listening ear, but i'm thankful that you prayed and the Lord helped you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried about so many deadlines, tests and my crazy week (THEORY EXAM!) ahead. That i can't understand math for the life of me. Even if you teach me a million times, i won't even understand a single word. Honestly, i passed my math re-test and i was quite happy until i saw my mistake, something that i knew i shouldn't have made.&lt;br /&gt;"quoting" candice, " i spend hours with you, i practice you and yet no matter how hard i try, i can never understand you" on math. how applicable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised that nothing on my blog is ever happy. Am i ever happy?&lt;br /&gt;My best friend is You, Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-3901186958581321625?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/3901186958581321625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=3901186958581321625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/3901186958581321625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/3901186958581321625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/02/ltc-meeting-was-rather-productive-today.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-3523051816869007526</id><published>2007-02-25T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T04:25:31.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>geog testtttt tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why didnt she return us our drawings+workbook+the "handout" that she was supposed to give. oh i'm updating, cheryl &lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math test tomorrow, again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-3523051816869007526?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/3523051816869007526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=3523051816869007526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/3523051816869007526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/3523051816869007526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/02/geog-testtttt-tomorrow-why-didnt-she.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-1102979289989917824</id><published>2007-02-22T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T01:56:05.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my days are so exceedingly boring.&lt;br /&gt; and theory exam's is so soon. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;just look at how busy my march holidays are.&lt;br /&gt;7 march: jap ca2&lt;br /&gt;8 march: cross country&lt;br /&gt;9 march: family night &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;10 march: theory exam&lt;br /&gt;9-11 march: NAG ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus" -- 1 Thessalonians 5:18&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-1102979289989917824?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/1102979289989917824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=1102979289989917824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/1102979289989917824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/1102979289989917824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-days-are-so-exceedingly-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-8179575915174861959</id><published>2007-02-21T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T05:16:51.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;GROUNDBREAKING NEWSFLASH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i failed my math test, again. The disappointment is getting less and less, judging from the number of tests that i fail, if i were to be let down, time after time, would it be logical? moping around and being depressed would be of no help but i'm starting to feel as though failing is so common that i totally give up on studying. what's the point of revision and revision and revision when i still cant get past that barrier of not passing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which news do you want to hear first the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A2 or the D7&lt;/span&gt;, the question that i asked my mummy. immediately came the reply, " you got D7 for your math? maybe you should go to mr yeo for more help" sometimes we are so quick to point out that someone has done badly, that we forget about the A2. i was exhilarated with my jap marks, plus i passed my sakubun for the first time in a long while, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;HAH, lauren tan, you have a bad influence&lt;/span&gt;. and i passed the sakubun without asking anyone for help. (: (:  i felt so guilty for letting my mum down, that i failed math yet again, but i really honestly tried, i just have the urge to say "well, it's not my fault" but who else's fault can it be. i'm so fast to point fingers but reluctant to admit that it's my fault. i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so anxious during jap, i was completely at a loss of what to do. i didn't know why i felt that way, my head was just spinning non-stop, thinking of the endless list of things that were on my mind. &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Lord, please help me, i have no idea how i am going to continue living my life without Your help, Your voice Father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't have the ability to mope around, whenever i'm depressed, i get even more hyper than ever, i have weird syndromes, and oh well. it's just a fact.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-8179575915174861959?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/8179575915174861959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=8179575915174861959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/8179575915174861959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/8179575915174861959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/02/groundbreaking-newsflash-i-failed-my.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-4298202273301977629</id><published>2007-02-18T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T20:25:33.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha. chinese new year was pretty much the same and ordinary as all the other years (: not that i'm complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my cousin muchhhhh. hahaha, secrets shared at the wonderful seesaw, reading private sms-es. people in mixed schools actually have such complex love lives! hahah. we are all growing so fast, neh neh! must tell me about your love life okay. hahaha. muchhh gossip gossip. hahaha, watching yucky movies, doing homework during chinese new year is a first time. heeeeheeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my aunty is so cool, esprit hongbaos with a voucher. birthday, christmas, chinese new year, everything esprit and makeup, jeans also esprit, how esprit can you get, hmmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and xavier, my nephew has grown so much! he's so chubby and fat now! &gt;.&lt; we were all playing blackjack and loser had to eat new year goodies, we kept rotating the new year goodies, from pineapple tarts to keropok &lt;3, to crispy prawn thingys, to oranges which my cousin detested and hazelnut cookies! i love it when we play blackjack and all the adults were asking: "ehhh, loser eat or winner eat! i also want to play! then the new year goodies got cleared out pretty fast because we ate so much. xavier kept tapping my head because i was holding the container of chips that he loved and he would stretch out his hand and ask for more! and he only knows how to say papapapapa. GEEE. ask him to call me yiyi, he just papapaapa me. ))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won $2.80 when i played blackjack with the adults! (: (: i won my grandma's money. lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;my grandma always cooks too much for CNY dinners ): ): ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nearly finished all my homework except english argumentative (?!) &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;love is a fallacy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i agree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-4298202273301977629?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/4298202273301977629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=4298202273301977629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/4298202273301977629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/4298202273301977629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/02/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-742975363109517472</id><published>2007-02-16T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T22:41:46.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time trials went pretty well today (: except for my 100s which i had absolutely no energy to chiong for. as usual, timing for hundreds were sucky sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got double personal best record &lt;3! my 50 free and 50 back (: (: i feel so pleased with myself even though the timings are pretty lousy as compared to alicia's 30.6 and 34s, it's still an acheivement. HURRAY, now dont dampen my spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached jiaolian's house at 7 sharp and i went upstairs to play with lulu, he's so adorable! he jumped all over me and licked me and have i mentioned? i love dogs which dont bite. we brought him up to the rooftop garden to do his business. then lazy bum alicia couldnt wake up so we had to go and fetch her though it's pretty on the way. conversation in the car was crazy, all because of alicia who told jiaolians stuff that should not been told. TSKTSK. liu jiaolian was very excited and amused by her odd little gossip about me and me and i was sitting right there screaming at her to shut up but she unfortunately refused to listen and now liu jiaolian is going to tease _______. hahaha, so embarrassing -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to BTP to shop for extra stock for CNY and to my surprise, the whole supermarket was like nearly cleared of all stock! the chocolate milk was all gone, fruits were so limited and my favourite beer left so little ): ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-742975363109517472?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/742975363109517472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=742975363109517472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/742975363109517472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/742975363109517472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/02/time-trials-went-pretty-well-today.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-3118091215305382416</id><published>2007-02-16T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T05:47:10.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chinese new year is finally here (: not that i'm VERY VERY VERY happy, just a tiny little bitty pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time trials at ITE simei tomorrow, ): i have to wake up at like 6.30 to go jiaolian's house. time trials time trials time trials. seems so scary and dark and meanacing. today's training started at 7 because Mr Mighty Rain! (: &lt;3 rain! we did tonnes of uncle peng wee's random land training. like natw's stupid game of hitting people. uncle peng wee seems to love that game muchly and it has just became part of our training?! oh, and all the little kids are all corrupted in the brain e.g. daniel, YEEJIA, benedict, japher. URGH, they make me feel like puking, all the things that they do and say. NAG is like less than a month away! (scream!) i am not a money face _______. (just to keep lauren in suspense, you dont even know him! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, total defence day videos were awesome, so entertaining. they must have spent so much time, robin right? aiyah, robin is so united and coordinated compared to kingfishers. oh well, their mentor makes them work really really hard just for today's half and hour presentation, the message came across quite strongly and it was a blast too, loads of laughter, and i was the translator for arvelia and jennifer though not a very good one, my chinese isnt great which shows why i didnt know how to write "jian zhen bu yu" the ZHEN. so annoying, i told laoshi and then she said: "so easy to write, how could you get it wrong" how upsetting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i was quite pleased with my english diagnostic results until ahma said: "thats the average what" WTH. i normally get like 26/50. it's not because my english improved, it's just that we are so used to ms june tan marking so strictly. who actually gets 23/25 for the first part of the compre?! it just doesnt make any sense. i'm pretty frustrated though this is my highest mark ever for comprehension (yeah, i know, my english is really lousy) for my summary, ms ng wrote, quite frustratingly, "please work on your grammar and language" how intriguing, which part of grammar and language must i work on and improve? encouraging words, i must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year celebrations ended on a pretty high note, with that song. hahah, that arvelia and jennifer were trying to sing, with their limited knowledge of chinese, pretty amazing. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-3118091215305382416?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/3118091215305382416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=3118091215305382416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/3118091215305382416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/3118091215305382416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/02/chinese-new-year-is-finally-here-not.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-666199165284648276</id><published>2007-02-14T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T05:15:29.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy valentines day my darlings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the many chocolates sweets and goodies&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i dont really see the meaning of "bosom buddies day" but it's &lt;em&gt;JUST A PHRASE&lt;/em&gt; quoted by joanne loo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really really packed for my march hols and now i'm in distress. i JUST found out that NAG clashes with family night, which one should i sacrifice? Lord, i pray that you'll just give me guidance and help. i'm really at a loss Lord, should i see the final product of family night? success or failure or should i go ahead and miss family night to go for swimming competition? 50 free is like one of my best strokes! Thank you Lord for helping me for physics test today, though i was rather calm, i know i didnt give my best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should i do? swimming or family night? i have to give jiaolian an answer by friday! ): ): ): i hate decisions, especially such important ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, math test tomorrow. i'm being driven nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next decision: should i go kunming for crazy intensive training, i cant believe that the rest of them can go for 3 weeks! crazy people. oh well, i think i'm going for 10 days and then coming back with ______ (: (: sitting on the plane together! yay. oh yeah, alicia chiang if you ever read this, stop spreading rumors about me and my "future boyfriend" , hahaha, isaac too. if the whole ESC knows in like a week,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i kill you alicia chiang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-666199165284648276?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/666199165284648276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=666199165284648276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/666199165284648276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/666199165284648276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-day-my-darlings-thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-5442387351168500386</id><published>2007-02-12T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T23:32:52.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Why does spiritual passion fade so easily? When we first experience God's love, we spend hours thinking about Him, studying His Word and telling others how much He means to us. Then it happens. Our busy schedules slowly dampen our passion. Our longing for Jesus and our study of His character become an occasional glance. Surely the object of our affection hasn't changed!...Have you allowed something to steal your passion?"&lt;br /&gt;-Marvin Williams. Daily bread February 6 2007, Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;(from cheryl's blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever seriously considered this? how much we think we love God, and yet our actions and behaviour dont reflect our trust in God, our passion for Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-5442387351168500386?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/5442387351168500386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=5442387351168500386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/5442387351168500386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/5442387351168500386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/02/why-does-spiritual-passion-fade-so.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-6311184041300520642</id><published>2007-02-11T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T23:30:50.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLLOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent blogged for ages and so much has happened. oh well. this shall be it for today (: i love the new blogger. the skies are really really dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got jap e-learning! (: (: funny how e-learning has turned into such a big hooha, but i dont particularly enjoy it. dah dum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-6311184041300520642?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/6311184041300520642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=6311184041300520642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/6311184041300520642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/6311184041300520642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/02/helllooooooooo-i-havent-blogged-for.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116971528541624542</id><published>2007-01-25T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T00:54:45.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cant get into LEAD and i'm awfully stressed out about the 25 mark chem test. ARRRRGH. chem just happens to be one of my weakest subjects. actually, all my subjects are lousy but WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just happen to be really pissed at lead and i cant do anything. i hate being helpless at times like this when i want to study but i cant get into stupid lead, why are we actually paying money for such a lousy portal. LOUSY. L-O-U-S-Y. do you know how to spell. and let me acutally get in for crying out loud?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swimming soon. i'm so hopping mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope your sister's fine, wanqi. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116971528541624542?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116971528541624542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116971528541624542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116971528541624542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116971528541624542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-cant-get-into-lead-and-im-awfully.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116945199388584930</id><published>2007-01-21T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T23:46:33.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyone's at the paul tan thing now (: and i'm free, well, not really, i'm rushing to go for jap like soon. oh and ms tan saw me at the concourse and i said hi, DUH. then she pointed accusingly at me and said "liana chek.."&lt;br /&gt;and i went, huh? then it suddenly occured to ms tan that i wasn't taking lit (: (: haha, then she just smiled and said hi (:  it feels weird not taking lit and bio, like i have been taking it for 2 entire years!&lt;br /&gt;there are so many tests going on. can &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;full geog&lt;/span&gt; tell me what we are tested on for the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;test on wednesday&lt;/span&gt;! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh blah, ms tham goes really really fast. or maybe i'm slow, dont tell me that, i'll cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was an okay-ish sort of day because i nearly fell asleep during chem because nobody talked to me, laoshi was really nice during chinese and i think she's sick or something because she kept clutching her stomach oh wells and jong had the audacity to ask whether she was PMS-ing. math was okay-ish because mummy and daddy helped me with logarithm and mr yeo was so shocked that i could actually do stupid-confusing logarithm. hohum, i'm so pleased with myself. mummy and daddy explains math so much better than mr yeo but he's really really patient even when i don't know the simplest expansion (: for geog, ms tham completed the whole chapter in about 1 hour 15 mins? it was pretty textbook and i was quite frustrated at how she said that everything was "so easy". it was easy but too many repititions makes me plain annoyed. she's really really nice teacher, very kind and easygoing. dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;gotta rush for jap! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i'm always rushing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116945199388584930?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116945199388584930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116945199388584930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116945199388584930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116945199388584930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/01/everyones-at-paul-tan-thing-now-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116928024886146446</id><published>2007-01-19T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:04:08.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel pretty depressed that so many people think that lOG is simple and easily understood. i feel so frustrated that i have been on the edge, screaming at the math textbook because i have no idea when to add, subtract and expand and blah. i keep asking mummy and daddy and they kindof get frustrated too that i just dont have the math-love and passion that they both have and sometimes when someone tells you, LOG is really easy, dont worry, it makes you even unhappier that you cant even understand how to do something so easy. my math foundation is really weak and all so i am quite hopeless at almost everything related to math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think physics is getting nicer in the sense that ms cheong actually teaches us how to do the experiment instead of letting us do it on our own following the practical worksheet which is pretty ugly and difficult to understand. counting pendulum oscillation is quite cool too, as a matter of fact, it doesnt hypnotise me and i like sarah chua as my bench partner , she's so organised, somehow. BUT, i get scolded all the time for killer-metre-rules. the bench table is so small! then claire's is always so nicely put. ):&lt; i hate my messiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during values ed, i was pretty quiet partially because it was after maths and i didnt feel like talking so i just sat in a corner by myself, i think ms cheong was quite right in scolding us, we were like making a din, i said SHHHH too. though the trainers are really no standard, reading off from powerpoints aint a good public speaker but the content is really strong, strong enough to overcome their weakness in speech. knowing whether you are a kinesthetic (ME!), audio, visual learner is quite important and helpful too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really pissed at myself yesterday during training. i just couldnt do my 41s backstroke timing which jiaolian has now told all the coaches. how totally embarrassing! uncle peng wee was like: " wow, you did 41s for you backstroke? keep it up!" then i continue walking and see uncle cheng kiat (sp?) and he says: "are you the one who did 41s for your backstroke and you never swam backstroke before". i was like so embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;good thing #1: jiaolian wrote my NYAA thing, so now the award diary is done.&lt;br /&gt;bad thing #1: i have NOT done my record diary thingum which i am supposed to write like 4 pages of reflection about swimming?!&lt;br /&gt;(many more bad things coming your way, you can stop reading here if you want to, i just need an outlet to vent my frustrations. urgh.)&lt;br /&gt;bad thing #2: i was the only girl there.&lt;br /&gt;bad thing #3: wan loong was there, he has a really bad attitude.&lt;br /&gt;good thing #2: japher wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;during sprints, i crashed my head against the wall during backstroke, totally embarrassing and humiliating. i could even hear a collective gasp when i hit the wall. i am still very very apprehensive about swimming backstroke, today, i refused to swim backstroke during sprints, so i just did freestyle all the way. ARRRGH. it still hurts really badly, like the top of my head. i was seeing stars and the tears just couldnt stop and i couldnt even complain to anyone so i just beared (SP?) with the pain and continued to doing freestyle sprints. agh. i wanted to improve my backstroke timing. to at least 40s which sounds better than 41s. and i ate my lunch at 330 so my food couldnt digest before training and when i was training, i felt very very uncomfortable and all, during pulls, i wanted to puke really badly. (i;m not bulhemic(SP?) i still feel very lousy, so i refused to eat dinner(i'm not aneroxic okay, many people have said that i am but well, i;m not).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i felt alot better so i went training early in the morning, couldnt get good timings and so many sports school people today ): i hate feeling inferior. WHY ARE THEY SO FAST and why am i so slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, have you ever wondered how you can live a moral life in such an immoral society? i'm reading this book about strengthening our faith and i found this very useful so i shall share it with everyone. we CANT live a moral life, that is, without God's presence, the world is so materialistic and self-centred.&lt;br /&gt;God provides us with so many solutions to this dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;1) He sends us the Holy Spirit. ( trying to live a moral life on our own in this world is futile without the help of the Holy Spirit.) It is His desire to make our lives beautiful and productive by filling them with the fruits of the sprit found in Galatians 5:22-25 if you dont already know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) God wants us to maintain an attitude of joy.&lt;br /&gt;in Nehemiah 8:10 " the joy of the Lord is [our] strength" we must live a moral life according to God's standards but it definitely isn't simple. even when things are tough, like now, we can still experience God's joy and we know that He is aware of every detail in our life and trust that He is powerful enough to change any detail of the situation if He wants to. we know that He loves us so much that He will only do what is the best for us.&lt;br /&gt;first Thessalonians 5;18 "give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus" think about it, how many times have we thanked God in our prayers each morning/night/afternoon? we always ask for things, complain to God about everything and anything but we never ever think about the many many things that God has already blessed us with. learning to trust God in every situation results in joy, the joy gives us teh desire and courage to live according to the standards God has given us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are many more, but that's all i'll write today, for you to ponder on and wonder. God's love for us is so mighty and everlasting that we must always give thanks to Him no matter what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it feels really good after complaining about everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116928024886146446?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116928024886146446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116928024886146446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116928024886146446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116928024886146446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-feel-pretty-depressed-that-so-many.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116877214631370433</id><published>2007-01-14T02:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T02:55:46.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the weather's freezing now and it doesn't help by wearing a tank and too short shorts that make me shiver even with the windows shut and fans and aircons off. ): i'm too lazy to change anyway, much less find a jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cold weather makes me think better. i figured out 3 math questions that i didnt know how to do yesterday. (: wow wow. i just remembered that i had to do some random chinese homework that nicole chan wrote on her blog, it's so nonsensical that i didnt even know that such homework existed. my chinese is so weak, i cant write my zhoujis and someone asked me, who writes zhoujis about shendiao? which is quite true, why are we writing a zhouji about shendiao? shouldnt zhouji be about you life? and why does my life include shendiao? hmm, i havent actually written proper zhoujis so i'm a little mixed up. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea how to do my jap ): someone save me! ): ):&lt;br /&gt;i'm watchign a new korean drama (: lets go to school sang dao (: it's alot of flashbacks, weird weird show with rain in it. HO HUM, my mother's singing some song now. she's getting high i think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116877214631370433?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116877214631370433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116877214631370433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116877214631370433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116877214631370433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/01/weathers-freezing-now-and-it-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116843435640698670</id><published>2007-01-10T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T05:05:56.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;argh. i just read &lt;a href="http://ttmttmttm.blogspot.com"&gt;tammei's blog&lt;/a&gt;. and i sort of agree with what she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i really don't like school. The first thing I want to do when I reach school is to go home. And the only reason I go to school, is so that I can go home. And the first thing I say in school is 'I want to go home'. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting better at focussing during class now. but the first week is really passing ever so slowly. i have no idea how many times i looked at my watch. math is tortorous. i thought i would like indices but i hate fractional indices and i'm having a jap CA like SOON. we just started the year?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of homework. TAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116843435640698670?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116843435640698670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116843435640698670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116843435640698670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116843435640698670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/01/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116806842356423915</id><published>2007-01-05T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T23:27:09.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>training on thursday was really funny, haha, it was raining throughout the entire training so we were doing land training and we swam pathetic 100m. situps and push ups and fly movement is quite fun, i was helping esther and i was flying off and alicia the meanpoke kept laughing, sam and jiaolian too ): benedict was flying off gerard too. aiyer. aunty michelle actually studied psychology so she was trying to hynotise me, gerard, alicia and esther but i kept laughing at her voice, sounds so eerie, then alicia started laughing too and aunty michelle had to stop. what balloons and green meadows and some nonsense. too funny.&lt;br /&gt;after changing, only left me and alicia and gerard and gerard heard nonsense stuff that wasn't meant for his years. ahhem. all alicia's fault. hahaha, greedy pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gayboy looks like a saint in SJI uniform. HAWHAWHAW. i was wondering who it was. hahaha. i forgot for a second that you aren't in acsbr ): /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for training today (: i love going for training, makes me relax. oh well, saturday's training is much better than normal i think. only me and jasmine came, for girls. oh, and alicia, but she was doing stroke correction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swimming makes me feel happier than normal, normal meaning in class, lessons and all. argh. i shall stop lamenting about 3t, moping around won't do me any good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to blog about actually. i just finished decorating a piece of construction paper. i have 20 contacts from 3t (: i don't have the scholar's ones as well as claire tan and my partner and liting's?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116806842356423915?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116806842356423915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116806842356423915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116806842356423915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116806842356423915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/01/training-on-thursday-was-really-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116782826540085531</id><published>2007-01-03T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T04:44:25.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3T'07 isn't quite as exciting as i expected. pretty quiet and all and really noise-less. i hope the silence will disappear with days to come. 1T'05 was very un-enthusiastic at first too right? yup, forging bonds (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't really focus in class and it's so lifeless and BORING. jap was sian. so many rgs girls but they're quite friendly but they make me feel stupid so i feel like transferring classes. and may's quitting jap ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116782826540085531?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116782826540085531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116782826540085531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116782826540085531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116782826540085531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2007/01/3t07-isnt-quite-as-exciting-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116763680397142236</id><published>2006-12-31T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T23:33:23.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so amazing that it's 2007 already but i don't feel any difference. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1T'07: mrs grace poh and mrs raj. (haha, i didnt know that mrs poh was going to be form teacher!)&lt;br /&gt;1G'07: ms ng siew luan (whoever she is) and mrs pandian(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2T'07: mrs Ng M.E and mrs janice gan&lt;br /&gt;2G'07: mrs hor and laoshi! ( who was the previous coform?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they made a mistake in the sec 3 one! both the sbc are 3t (: gave me a shock. nobody noticed it yet, i think (: anyhow, i am in sec 3 now! (: ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know whether i should go for tomorrow's "party". i have no transport, nothing to bring, and i will be late and everything. sheesh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116763680397142236?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116763680397142236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116763680397142236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116763680397142236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116763680397142236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/12/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116757488364801133</id><published>2006-12-31T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T06:21:23.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2007!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;next year! i will definitely write the wrong year on worksheets and all (: usual routine every year! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;reflection time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;2006 has been really great, knowing so many people, having so much fun and all. i hope 2007 would be a great year for everyone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i cant believe that the year has gone past so quickly and we're going to school so fast! i can't remember how everyone looks like and don't tell me that my hair is short okay, i'm really really sad already (: school's reopening already. i hope i can catch up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mixed feelings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it hasn't rained in 2 days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;school! ): (: ): (: &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/14202314-116757488364801133?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116757488364801133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116757488364801133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116757488364801133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116757488364801133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/12/2007-next-year-i-will-definitely-write.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116737994162800467</id><published>2006-12-28T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T00:12:21.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my second post for today! nobody's updating their blogs except me and cheryl. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i was at food republic at vivo one day with joyce eating dinner and hahaha, funny conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(at the drinks stall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;small american(i think) girl in front of me: doyouhaveabottleofwater?&lt;br /&gt;aunty: (frowns) we don't sell bandung here&lt;br /&gt;small girl: are you sure you dont have a bottleofwater?&lt;br /&gt;aunty: no bandung here&lt;br /&gt;small girl: (very puzzled and shocked) okay.. i'll take pepsi then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me giggling to myself. haha, shuyi said i should have helped the tiny girl but i was too busy laughing to myself.&lt;br /&gt;try saying bottleofwater really really quickly many many times, does it sound like bandung! hahaha, very very funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;scary thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after piano i walked to the ulu busstop where an old indian woman was sitting, she saw me coming so she started waving at me, then i turned around since i didnt recognise her to check if there was anyone behind me and there wasnt so i smiled. then i got freaked out because there were no other people, so i hid behind the billboard and read my book while waiting for 156 which took such a long time, i wanted to run to the next busstop because the freaky woman kept staring at me!&lt;br /&gt;she hailed down every bus that passed by then waved to the busdriver that she didnt want to take the bus. i mean, all 6 buses that passed by there passed and she didnt even board, 156 was the 6th bus and thank goodness, she didnt come up, i was scared to death. if she wanted to rob me, i couldnt have ran very far with all my crazy piano books! aggggh. i'm never going back to that busstop. i'll walk slightly further to go to somewhere with more people.&lt;br /&gt;mummy said that she probably couldnt see very well and had no money to buy spectacles so she has to hail every bus to see the numbers more clearly but shouldnt be right, because all 6 buses came and went! or maybe she was really lonely and wanted to talk to me but i "ran" away from her. mummy was pretty freaked out at first but after she heard the whole story, she said that the old lady was probably a nice person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still scared stiff of that busstop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116737994162800467?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116737994162800467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116737994162800467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116737994162800467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116737994162800467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-second-post-for-today-nobodys.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116737180099046248</id><published>2006-12-28T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T21:56:41.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh no. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;msn's screwing up yet again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl's fun to talk to (: i bet her msn's screwing too. why is the taiwan earthquake affecting us? hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me who my form teacher is and what time school ends on wednesday! dont they know how important rest is, so that i can go home and sleep a bit before school officially kicks in full mode. that's way scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coform- mrs ng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if maisie was in 3t, i bet i would be assigned to sit next to her again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116737180099046248?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116737180099046248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116737180099046248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116737180099046248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116737180099046248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-no.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116727059263769405</id><published>2006-12-27T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T17:49:52.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the internet is slowpokey slow because of the taiwan earthquake (:  it feels really weird talking to grace chan on the phone for like 2 hours plus plus plus. i'm gonna miss talking to you next year ): ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for that matter, i'm going to miss talking to many many manyyyy people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was watching tyra banks show yesterday and it's really really funny how fashion/hair disasters can be changed so easily. like snap snap. the before and after is really so awesomely different!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going out to meet shuyi soon soon. not enough money. i'm broke, officially ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116727059263769405?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116727059263769405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116727059263769405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116727059263769405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116727059263769405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/12/internet-is-slowpokey-slow-because-of.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116696813983153860</id><published>2006-12-24T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T05:48:59.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm officially high! i gave away alot of christmas presents and i'm giving 18 people christmas presents from 2T. i don't know why but i just don't feel like giving everyone. oh blah. i'm really biased. but, if we aren't having a christmas party, neh. the njc people miss out on christmas presents. too bad. but i wrapped them all up already. blee bloo blah.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;i want more christmas presents! ):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116696813983153860?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116696813983153860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116696813983153860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116696813983153860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116696813983153860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas-im-officially-high-i.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116669062266360653</id><published>2006-12-21T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T00:48:23.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOU&lt;/div&gt;[Relationship Status] - umm, single and availabale, i guess&lt;br /&gt;[Shoe size] - 7&lt;br /&gt;[Siblings] - none!D:&lt;br /&gt;[Pets] - none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FAVORITES&lt;/div&gt;[Colour] - blue, green&lt;br /&gt;[Number] - 8&lt;br /&gt;[Animal] - anything&lt;br /&gt;[Book] - ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;[Flower] -umm, ixora? rose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DO YOU&lt;/div&gt;[Twirl your hair?] - no.&lt;br /&gt;[Have tattoos?] - no way!&lt;br /&gt;[Cheat during tests?] - that was a long time ago, p3?&lt;br /&gt;[Like roller coasters?] - definitely! ;D&lt;br /&gt;[Wish you could live somewhere else?] - yeah! winter!&lt;br /&gt;[Like cleaning?] - no. i live in a pigsty.&lt;br /&gt;[Write in cursive or print?] - neither. haha.&lt;br /&gt;[Know how to drive?] - i wish!&lt;br /&gt;[Own a cell phone?] - who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;[Ever get off the internet?] - yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;/div&gt;[Been in a fist fight?] - do i look that violent?!&lt;br /&gt;[considered a life of crime?] - why should it be?&lt;br /&gt;[Considered being a hooker?] - ridiculous questions.&lt;br /&gt;[Been in love?] - yeah. i guess.&lt;br /&gt;[Made out with JUST a friend?] - hahaha!NO.&lt;br /&gt;[Kicked someone in the nuts?] - wow, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CURRENT..&lt;/div&gt;[ clothing] - yellow shirt, black nike shorts. slippers.&lt;br /&gt;[Current hair] - erm?layered?&lt;br /&gt;[Current thing I ought to be doing] - changing to go for training?&lt;br /&gt;[Current CD in stereo] - no stereo&lt;br /&gt;[Last movie you saw] - the holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RANDOM THINGS...&lt;/div&gt;[Last thing you ate] - cheese bread&lt;br /&gt;[Believe there is life on other planets?] - sometimes, when my imagination runs wild&lt;br /&gt;[Read the newspaper?] - yes, when i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;[Hate yourself?] - sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;[Collect anything?] - many things&lt;br /&gt;[Like your handwriting?] - when teachers have been complaining about my messy handwriting since p1, it's difficult to like it.&lt;br /&gt;[First crush] - shh. private secret. XD&lt;br /&gt;[You believe in love at first sight?] - yeah.somehow.&lt;br /&gt;[You believe in "the one?"] - yesh.&lt;br /&gt;[Are you a tease?] - huh??&lt;br /&gt;[Too shy to make the first move?] - not really. surprisingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARE YOU A...&lt;/div&gt;[Daydreamer] - i hardly daydream.&lt;br /&gt;[Sarcastic] - oh no no, not at all&lt;br /&gt;[Introvert] - depends on my surroundings. hardly ever though.&lt;br /&gt;[Extrovert] - pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WOULD YOU RATHER...&lt;/div&gt;[Pierce your nose or lip?] - no piercings for me.&lt;br /&gt;[Be serious or funny?] - funny, but not in class. depends on the situation. i'm very very adaptable to change(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARE YOU..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Simple or complicated?] - simple XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ABOUT YOU...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[What time is it] - 1637&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Name] - chek xinwei liana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Nickname(s)] - chekky, liarnee, liang, can't remember anything else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Where do you want to live] - in japan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[how many kids do you want] - 2 or 3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[What kind of job do you want] - something that pays really well. how superficial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[do you want to get married] - yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;UNIQUE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Nervous Habits] - i don't look at the person in the eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Can you roll your tongue] - yep, really nicely too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Can you raise one eyebrow]- yes! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Can you cross your eyes] - easy peasy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Do you make your bed daily] - nah. not me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CLOTHES, ETC...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Which shoe goes on first] - left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Ever thrown one at someone] - hahah, no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[How Much money do you carry in your wallet] - about 20-30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IN THE LAST MONTH HAVE YOU...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Bought something] - ALOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Gotten sick] - nope!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Sang] - yeah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Felt stupid] - yes(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Missed someone] - erm, actually, yes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Gotten drunk] - i can drink alot without getting drunk okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Gotten high] - YEAHHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Danced crazy] - nopeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Gotten your hair cut] - i'm going to, sometime before school reopens (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Watched cartoons] - nooo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Lied] - yes. i have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LAST PERSON THAT...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Slept in your bed] - me(:(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Saw you cry] - nobody!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Made you cry] - umm, can't remember. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Saw a movie with you] - haha, secret lah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Said 'I love you' to you] - secret secret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[Snuck out of your house] - no way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;reply to tags&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;sckx&lt;/span&gt;: linked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; lisa&lt;/span&gt;: hey! you went to nz with the school or with your own family? where did your parents go? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ahma:&lt;/span&gt; don't think i can make it, got my own party to attend. yeah, and since when did my blog become a space to type class messages? i'm not going for tomorrow's meeting by the way, because i cant draw so i can't help. blah, i've got a better reason. enjoy the meeting. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;liana2&lt;/span&gt;: hahaha. finally you linked. lazybum, always so lazy (:. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;nic&lt;/span&gt;: you horrible pig! how could you quit jap and leave me all alone?i was planning on going for jap with you. gah. you ruined all my plans lah. i wore braces since p6! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;ben&lt;/span&gt;: hey. i was back in singapore a long time ago. when are you going to come back? is it really cold there? sorry! didnt talk to you online, my mum was using the comp. yep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116669062266360653?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116669062266360653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116669062266360653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116669062266360653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116669062266360653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/12/yourelationship-status-umm-single-and.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116668888404230973</id><published>2006-12-20T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T00:46:31.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1633/1278/1600/265151/holiday21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1633/1278/320/756941/holiday21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1633/1278/1600/249430/holiday3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1633/1278/320/2929/holiday3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1633/1278/1600/241635/holiday4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1633/1278/320/100286/holiday4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1633/1278/1600/367658/holiday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1633/1278/320/312670/holiday2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1633/1278/1600/736876/theholiday_bigreleaseposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1633/1278/320/662357/theholiday_bigreleaseposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupps, as you can see, i went to watch the holiday, pretty romantic, funny. i went to the arcade yesterday. i love to play that game with the puck, whatever it's called but i lost(: hahaha. saw many many mg girls there. ate lunch at food republic. well, who i went with is pretty much a secret (: between you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's training was.. i was swimming with evan. 4 evans in ESC. new discovery. i only know 3 of the 4 evans. haha, i still can't understand who the last evan is! blah blah. 8 x100 IM was quite fun. 200 backstroke without fins and with paddles was EW. i can't even master doing free pull with paddles! how to do back pull! but breaststroke was okay okay, with paddles mind you. liu jiaolian's nicer (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116668888404230973?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116668888404230973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116668888404230973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116668888404230973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116668888404230973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/12/yupps-as-you-can-see-i-went-to-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116619494153653311</id><published>2006-12-15T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T07:02:21.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>agh. i just got my permanent retainers and i absolutely can't speak properly. i can't pronounce my "y"s. like already sounds like alreadzeee or alreadjee. well, you can get the picture. the metal looks really awful too. like 2 metal wires in my mouth. well, just picture how horrendous i look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i'm back. too lazy to update. no time too. my luggage exceeded the weight limit by like 4 kg but the nice chinese-speaking-person-behind-the-counter &lt;strong&gt;kindly&lt;/strong&gt; told us: "xia ci bu yao mai na me duo" which translates to don't buy so much next time. &gt;.&lt; whatever. i'm going back to china next year. 100%. maybe 99.99999%. yup. it's pretty cool in china because i can speak china. stop gawking. i can OKAY. trust me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my social life is like negative zero. i havent been out since before december started. which was about 15 days ago? i've been a hermit. (crab?) nah, sounds wrong. so many people have told me about their dreams( those kind you have when you are sleeping, not aspiration-dream) and well, thinking back, i think miss june tan mentioned it in one of her lessons too. i have never recalled a single dream that i have, i dont know whether my dreams are black and white or whether i have fallen down(stairs/bed) during my dreams. people blog about their dreams but i can't, because when i wake up in the morning, i can't remember a single thing and the only thing on my mind is breakfast. (: random-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training was okay okay today. today and yesterday only me and claire went for training. well, girls that is. and jarett had to join us today because the lanes weren't enough. i had my own half-a-lane yesterday! ): though i kept crashing into claire for backstroke. haha. after i changed half-a-lane it was fine because i could see the lane rope (: i love to pull lane ropes. and gayboy has been &lt;em&gt;quite&lt;/em&gt; hardworking. haha, training 2 afternoons consecutively. wow wow. doing 4(4x100) backstroke? no way. i wouldn't ever do that. claire did that too. HAH. her backstroke is very nice. ): unfortunately mine looks disastrous. whatever. isaac came for training and he looked dead. oh yes, i just remembered. it's so cool that gabby and chelsea and isaac were in the same tour group (: so coincidental. i mean chelsea told me what date she was going to turkey but there are so many people going to turkey on that day that it would never have occured to me that they would be in the same group. haha. meanwhile, i didn't know anyone in my group but i made new friends (: as usual, it's nice to meet new people coming from all sorts of backgrounds and cultures. yep. went mad shopping. shall not make you people jealous (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've gotta go watch my show! i missed it for like 10 days! ):&lt;br /&gt;merry christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116619494153653311?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116619494153653311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116619494153653311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116619494153653311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116619494153653311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/12/agh.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116524729624053245</id><published>2006-12-04T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T07:48:16.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lalalalalala &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm at changi airport again, everytime i go overseas, free internet kiosks are a must go! (: 10 minutes more! x)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i think i shall buy and buy and buy lots of things from china, not that i actually know what to buy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;liana 2, my clone (: HAHA. so does not look like me&gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116524729624053245?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116524729624053245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116524729624053245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116524729624053245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116524729624053245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/12/lalalalalala-im-at-changi-airport.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116515946381393415</id><published>2006-12-03T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T07:24:23.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;i am going away&lt;/span&gt; from 4th to 14th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;DONT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-send me important emails because my email has automatic deletes every 3 weeks?&lt;br /&gt;-call my house because nobody is going to answer anyway&lt;br /&gt;-call my phone because i'm not going to be bringing it along (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- send me sms-es (: i love to read sms-es when i get back from holiday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tag my blog so it won't be dead&lt;br /&gt;- if you want something from china, tag here before 14th december 11.15&lt;-- i can check my blog at changi airport when i find the internet stations. OR you can sms me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to be missing training alot. i am going to be missing reading shen diao ): can't imagine myself saying this but shen diao is quite fun to read actually, when i am in the mood! hope i can finish it by next year! i will try try try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to miss jiaolian screaming at me to stop talking!! training's pretty fun most of the time with jiaolian losing her temper and screaming "start from zero" (: by far her favourite phrase, yeah &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;gayboy&lt;/span&gt;? my blog is a secret that gayboy hasn't discovered yet. HAH. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINA! here i come! lots of &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;shopping! shopping! shopping! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope there are heated pools there for me to swim in (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;watch asian games!&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/14202314-116515946381393415?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116515946381393415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116515946381393415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116515946381393415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116515946381393415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-going-away-from-4th-to-14th.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116470102990795780</id><published>2006-11-27T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T00:03:49.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my whole body is aching from going double training yesterday.  i hate 1500 pull! i think i was lacking 100m but who cares jiaolian didnt ask me to do more (: unlike poor daniel. HAH. hang on, he isn't poor daniel anymore. he played double waterpolo! it's so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waterpolo=slack time ( gerald sim! don't ever pass me the ball! i can't catch it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoho. tim is really really comical. he can't see without his glasses and neither can i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tim: girl in silver cap(me), are you in my team? (in his slow drawl)&lt;br /&gt;me: yeah. my name is liana, if you forgot&lt;br /&gt;tim: girl in silver cap, are you really in my time&lt;br /&gt;me: yeah!!!!!! stop asking&lt;br /&gt;(swims away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tim: is the girl in silver cap in our team?&lt;br /&gt;isaac(i think): (stare at me) NO! dont pass the ball to her okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(swims back to me)&lt;br /&gt;tim: so you aren't in my team?&lt;br /&gt;me: (ignores him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in p5, did you know all the bad words there were to know and were boys spamming your blogs and giving you all the attention you needed?! small kids are maturing too fast. namely, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Alicia chiang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;another training session in 1 hour. blah blah blah. half dead now after this morning's run. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116470102990795780?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116470102990795780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116470102990795780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116470102990795780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116470102990795780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-whole-body-is-aching-from-going.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116435196636757004</id><published>2006-11-23T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T23:06:06.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>class lists are out. i don't know whether to cry for joy or cry for sorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i am still register number 4! ((:&lt;br /&gt;2) there are 29 people in 3T! (which is alot and it's very difficult to separate into groups for discussions)&lt;br /&gt;3) i hope i will be in 1T, 2T, 3T, 4T ( though i tried convincing grace chan that 3G is cool too because it's high tech but she didnt understand, oh well.)&lt;br /&gt;4) i don't know who my form teacher is yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's quite good that there are scholars but they will be so smart that i will feel so left out. But i still thank God that i know people in my class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;3T'07 &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/14202314-116435196636757004?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116435196636757004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116435196636757004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116435196636757004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116435196636757004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/11/class-lists-are-out.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116369384796591855</id><published>2006-11-16T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T08:26:06.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;SEC 2 LTC-kingfisher!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i dont know where to start and i dont know whether i should be revealing certain stuff, mrs chen didnt say that it is a secret but oh well. just in case. it's identity should just be revealed as "our project!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;our project is very very super! (: (: yay! but it's so near my theory exam! but so far from now, in march? hmm, hope it's going to be a blast! YIPPEE! i love our wonderful ideas! (: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;kingfisher!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;our project is maybe the second largest, after the sec 1 orientation camp, depending on how you view it? oh, our teacher mentor is camp commandant-- mrs chen! HAHA. i dont really know her very well, or rather i don't even know her, besides the fact that she teaches sec 1 SBC history. that was just the random fact of today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we got &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;second&lt;/span&gt;! for 2 days consecutive&lt;/span&gt; and the SFs( i keep calling them SLs still, it sounds better, easier to call! &gt;.&lt;&gt;seagull that got first&lt;/strong&gt;enthusiastic, extremely. julia! how could you gobble down 2 ice cream cones in like 1:27?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh, kingfisher's SFs(SLs sound better) are sheryl (your name is too complicated! HAHAH), yating (: very very chor lor. tsktsk. our rolemodels?? thanks so much for helping us through our tasks! (: sleeping at 3 a.m! no easy task! (: (: (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;coach lionel was quite entertaining, better, ALOT better than mr pringles/mr monopoly/ blah blah. and coach dion(or leon?) just stoned there and gave out B-O-R-I-N-G evaluation forms! funny funny videos!! alot alot of &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;LAME,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;corny&lt;/span&gt; jokes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;note to myself: if i am chosen to be in charge of next year's LTC '07 (or if i am not, i am going to suggest) to play the stupid horrible and terrible food related concentration game! torture them! very very very good! kingfishers must agree. the pictures that ms tang took was like way way funny. HAHAHA. it was so tense! i was going to cry when we finished! i never thought that the concentration game was so extremely difficult! out of beat- restart. slow reaction- restart. clap hand- restart. and the list goes on and on. but we still did it! that was the best best &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;best &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;station i think. the SFs kept scaring me! 1 more minute then i freak out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;must torture next year's sec 2s! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the food was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;really good&lt;/span&gt;. got japanese food, buffet dinner and yummy swiss rolls! (: considering that this is a camp with a budget, about the best food in a camp! ms corrine tay was the I/C right? haha, sheryl was on the food comm but she was so blur. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;first day!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;intensive training! VERY. we slept at around 1? debriefing took a very long time. okay, besides the point. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;games games games!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;our group(kingfisher, in case you have forgotten) was quite impolite to the SFs. especially Faith's station, i liked faith's station because we won because we are "very smart!" but poor faith had to keep running around the board filling in the hang man letters. then we were quite mean to keep screaming at her. celine's number game too. we were so impulsive! ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the mud game was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;cool&lt;/span&gt;! i didn't really dare to do it at first though. don't know what my mummy would have said about my muddy sec 2 camp shirt which i like ALOT. slide slide slide! really fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the flour game on "the island" was awesome too! rubbing flour into our heads and making us look like grandmothers, all the softball juniors were all staring hard, probably wondering what's wrong with all of us! graying hairs at the young age of 14, showing the stress that we experience! i shall just keep writing and writing or should i say, typing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;kingfisher!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sam! overall i/c for project! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;xiaohui- uncontrollable laughter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ahmah- serious and high "c"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;michelle- ice cream eater!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;nicole- fast runner (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;kendra- scribe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;mabel- mrt directory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;mariko- crazy, wacky ideas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;belicia- laugh laugh laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;caroline- quiet sweet girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sandra- motivator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;my group! which i didn't really like at first because i hardly knew anyone but i am very glad that i am working with kingfisher for our upcoming project which is going to be a blast! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;theme verse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isaiah 40:31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;amazing race!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it was better than expected, though we got lost here and there(esplanade and dhoby ghaut), we still made it back to school first! though we didn't win first, it doesn't matter! what really matters is that we stuck together through thick and thin and we didn't get discouraged during wen si's station (food concentration game)--&gt; that's probably the game that left the most lasting memory. it was really really tense! that game was so scary, one mistake and everything goes down the drain! concentration concentration!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;our skit was so impromptu! at delia's station at youth park, sandra was the teacher so here goes the conversation;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sandra(teacher): who wants to learn math!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;all the students(the rest of us): (waves hand frantically) me! me! me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sandra: okay, what's 1+1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;students: me! me! me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;all of us gave such random and retarded answers until our 2 minutes was up! (: it was entertaining for the SFs! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the esplanade station was so far, because we took the wrong mrt train to go to the wrong station and blah blah so that was our first stop and therefore we were always "late" but in the end we were only one minute late! how would we know how tall the merlion is! what is the nearest expressway to the merlion! the forfeit wasn't too bad. 10 star jumps holding hands (: then eunice keep wasting our time! make us sing a song from so far away! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yating's station in bugis was really really &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;!! our tau-huay(looks like taugay) "advertisement" was recorded by ms tang and i think she's going to show it to the rest of the teachers! 2 teachers came up and asked: "are you in kingfisher? i saw your tauhuay advertisement! it's really funny!" so funny to sing &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;life is good&lt;/span&gt; in the rain when we weren't even sure of the lyrics!! *mumble mumble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;dhoby ghaut was funny! michelle gobbling ice cream, dabbing away at her mouth! HAHAHA. i want to watch the video that mrs chen took! i still can't imagine julia taking 2 bites and voila! the ice cream is gone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we didn't get to go clark quay, sadly, but we tried our best! at least we hadn't reached the station 2 seconds after times up. i think one group did. hmm, that's a little unfair i guess? run run run! run run run! i love to run! everyone did a great job! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i hope i can get my&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; SL badge&lt;/span&gt; ! (haha! SFs! you can't get them!) my next year form teacher sure won't approve ): because my grades are really bad or rather, going to be bad. what other criteria is there? it was so noisy, i only heard form teacher blah blah. oh, and participation! i will involve myself in food comm (: i won't break school rules! i will pull my socks up very very high. and there are going to be so many prefects in my class next year! can't afford to breach school rules! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;//meeting tomorrow at 9 for our project (: i love our theme! our games are not "refined" enough ): my longest post ever i think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&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/14202314-116369384796591855?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116369384796591855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116369384796591855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116369384796591855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116369384796591855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/11/sec-2-ltc-kingfisher-i-dont-know-where.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116237746827654351</id><published>2006-11-01T01:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T02:37:48.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/1600/DSC01920.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; 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(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Grace Chan&lt;/span&gt;: wonderful ISO leader though we can’t find our ISO file and mentor evaluation right? Cross your fingers that Mrs Tan will forget by next year. Sell the deodorants to your church friends! Became closer to you this year, oh, because of that weird sentosa math project I think (: and home econs partner! So hardworking and studious. Ah. The good many times. The bad little times (: OH. You are 99.99999% going to be in my class next year! YIPPEE! your randomness (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Clara&lt;/span&gt;: my jap study partner! Yay! You always call me and disturb me!! You study really slowly! Another person leaving for NJC. &gt;.&lt; trust God in everything okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Andrea&lt;/span&gt;: HA. My horrible lab partner who screams at every tiny detail! And my assembly chat mate when announcements get boring and irrelevant like they always do! Sorry for being such a meanie last year! EEK! Sorry! Camera crazy person! Better post up all the pictures on your blog okay! I shall post individual pictures when I am free-er! (:  I think I will be in the same class as you next year! Are you bored of me? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Liana&lt;/span&gt;: yup, that’s my name. oh, I don’t think I can continue writing so much for one shoutout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Tricia&lt;/span&gt;: thanks for everything! Organizing shopping trips and all! Will always remember the times when we bunked together in yunnan and KL (: those were the good times. Discussing Chinese partner. WHEE. Math whiz, dunno what award, I forgot already. Oh! Prudence award. Yeps. Your weird finger waggling actions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(who’s next?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Sze&lt;/span&gt;?: haha, little creature! (: I want to sit at the front! Hope that I am in the same class as you next year! HURRAH. Why you choose normal Chinese! HEH. A very IT savvy person, photoshopping skills and all. One of the smarties gang! What do you want for your birthday! :o) &lt;-- copied from tammei. Your hair is cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Liz&lt;/span&gt;: tennis partner! ANOTHER njc person. You better not forget me or else I shall murder you. I love to murder you. You know something? Almost all of your IT stuff (namely handphone and camera) are all spoilt, so what does that show? That you are a very bad child, irresponsible is the word! (: always breaking school rules yeah? Never keep phone and ipod in locker? Oh, the only IT thing that you have that isn’t ruined is your ipod! You better keep it in good shape (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(WHO!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Grace fong&lt;/span&gt;: third lang partner! Thanks for organizing the class party and being our very mean vice chair who always screams at me, okay, not always but too often for my liking (: mrs ng’s favourite eh? HOHOHO. I want my birthday and christmas present! YIPES! Go out during the holidays! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I am giving up now! I can’t remember the register numbers!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;still waiting for gmail to slowly slowly slowly send the 5 pathetic pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116187645740125575?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116187645740125575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116187645740125575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116187645740125575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116187645740125575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/10/sigh-blogger-is-not-allowing-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116187487327824361</id><published>2006-10-26T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T08:01:13.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/1600/DSC01947.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/320/DSC01947.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/1600/DSC01964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/320/DSC01964.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/1600/DSC01943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/320/DSC01943.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/1600/DSC01939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/320/DSC01939.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/1600/DSC01931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/320/DSC01931.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/1600/DSC01933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/320/DSC01933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/1600/DSC01920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/320/DSC01920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/1600/DSC01918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/320/DSC01918.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116187487327824361?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116187487327824361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116187487327824361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116187487327824361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116187487327824361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116124758493643787</id><published>2006-10-19T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T01:46:24.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/1600/b28696411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/320/b28696411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/1600/wallpaper1024_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/320/wallpaper1024_03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/1600/12_20051129133759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/320/12_20051129133759.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while everybody is so crazy about princess hours, i am rewatching my girl (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subject combinations briefing today was quite weird. i didn't really feel that mrs ng's thing was funny at all, probably because we have heard it so many million times in class but we never ever laughed.&lt;br /&gt;even andrea could predict the exact words mrs ng was going to say, at the same time. passion passion passion. dilligence dilligence and more dilligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that really doesn't make up a person being good at that subject. i like history quite alot and my monthly tests are pretty okay, at least to me. but the exam results came as a real shocker. i love SBQ now because it really doesn't require a person to think much and SBQ doesn't even reflect how capable/high-IQ you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the __ ___ was really really ___, (i applied the skills that we learnt in that blogging talk though me and andrea and grace and shuyi were playing random games) keep talking about ___ (and everyone goes EWWWWWW, YUCKKKK, AHHH) --&gt; predicted mgs girls reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know more about albert einstein from &lt;a href="http://nobelprize.org/nobel_prizes/physics/laureates/1921/einstein-bio.html"&gt;http://nobelprize.org/nobel_prizes/physics/laureates/1921/einstein-bio.html&lt;/a&gt;-- somebody's idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Albert Einstein was born at Ulm, in Württemberg, Germany, on March 14, 1879. Six weeks later the family moved to Munich and he began his schooling there at the Luitpold Gymnasium. Later, they moved to Italy and Albert continued his education at Aarau, Switzerland and in 1896 he entered the Swiss Federal Polytechnic School in Zurich to be trained as a teacher in physics and mathematics. In 1901, the year he gained his diploma, he acquired Swiss citizenship and, as he was unable to find a teaching post, he accepted a position as technical assistant in the Swiss Patent Office. In 1905 he obtained his doctor's degree.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;During his stay at the Patent Office, and in his spare time, he produced much of his remarkable work and in 1908 he was appointed Privatdozent in Berne. In 1909 he became Professor Extraordinary at Zurich, in 1911 Professor of Theoretical Physics at Prague, returning to Zurich in the following year to fill a similar post. In 1914 he was appointed Director of the Kaiser Wilhelm Physical Institute and Professor in the University of Berlin. He became a German citizen in 1914 and remained in Berlin until 1933 when he renounced his citizenship for political reasons and emigrated to America to take the position of Professor of Theoretical Physics at Princeton&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nobelprize.org/nobel_prizes/physics/laureates/1921/einstein-bio.html#footnote"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;. He became a United States citizen in 1940 and retired from his post in 1945.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After World War II, Einstein was a leading figure in the World Government Movement, he was offered the Presidency of the State of Israel, which he declined, and he collaborated with Dr. Chaim Weizmann in establishing the Hebrew University of Jerusalem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Einstein always appeared to have a clear view of the problems of physics and the determination to solve them. He had a strategy of his own and was able to visualize the main stages on the way to his goal. He regarded his major achievements as mere stepping-stones for the next advance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the start of his scientific work, Einstein realized the inadequacies of Newtonian mechanics and his special theory of relativity stemmed from an attempt to reconcile the laws of mechanics with the laws of the electromagnetic field. He dealt with classical problems of statistical mechanics and problems in which they were merged with quantum theory: this led to an explanation of the Brownian movement of molecules. He investigated the thermal properties of light with a low radiation density and his observations laid the foundation of the photon theory of light.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Albert Einstein received honorary doctorate degrees in science, medicine and philosophy from many European and American universities. During the 1920's he lectured in Europe, America and the Far East and he was awarded Fellowships or Memberships of all the leading scientific academies throughout the world. He gained numerous awards in recognition of his work, including the Copley Medal of the Royal Society of London in 1925, and the Franklin Medal of the Franklin Institute in 1935.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Einstein's gifts inevitably resulted in his dwelling much in intellectual solitude and, for relaxation, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;music played an important part in his life.&lt;/span&gt; He married Mileva Maric in 1903 and they had a daughter and two sons; their marriage was dissolved in 1919 and in the same year he married his cousin, Elsa Löwenthal, who died in 1936. He died on April 18, 1955 at Princeton, New Jersey.&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/14202314-116124758493643787?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116124758493643787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116124758493643787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116124758493643787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116124758493643787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/10/predicted-mgs-girls-reaction.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116118606005472092</id><published>2006-10-18T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:41:00.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>results are totally over. if you want to know what i got. scrap that.&lt;br /&gt;i still have to do iso! get 3 slides and time to zzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; starting to sleep at 10 every night after watching 2 episodes of my girl (: watching it again. i skipped so many episodes last time &gt;.&lt; i think it's far better than lovers in paris though the storyline is quite similar like most korean dramas are anyway. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally got down to getting everyone VERY belated and christmas presents and such. lucky people:&lt;br /&gt;nat&lt;br /&gt; maisie&lt;br /&gt;priscilla&lt;br /&gt;grace chan&lt;br /&gt;andrea&lt;br /&gt;shuyi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, that's about it. if you know what you want for your christmas present or birthday present, tell me okay. i will try to get it for you if it is within my budget. about 15 dollars? i guess that would be fine, maybe at the most 20?&lt;br /&gt;i know i haven't bought for some people like LIZ because she is such a fussy pot. and joanne ong and sze wing-- such a long way more, by next year i would have forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reasons why your birthday shouldn't be during the holidays!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine is ON a school holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lisa!&lt;/span&gt; that is so totally NOT me! argh. she is my teacher?!?!!?!?!?!!??!!?!??!?!!?!? age gap?!?!?!?!?!?!?!! my hair is slightly longer than that. and my hair isn't coloured! AHHHHHH! MS TAN?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116118606005472092?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116118606005472092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116118606005472092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116118606005472092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116118606005472092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/10/results-are-totally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116107795468793535</id><published>2006-10-17T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:39:14.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;there's something wrong with the settings! the words are so far apart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;let me tell you about my short short hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i used too much shampoo because i so coincidentally forgot that my hair is so little and i pulled my comb to hard only to realise that my hair ended at my neck. i want my hair to grow back now! &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116107795468793535?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116107795468793535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116107795468793535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116107795468793535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116107795468793535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/10/theres-something-wrong-with-settings.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116107732886833757</id><published>2006-10-17T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T02:36:54.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/1600/Photo%20147.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/320/Photo%20147.0.jpg" width="370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms tan disturbing poor&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/1600/Photo%20143.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/320/Photo%20143.0.jpg" width="375" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/1600/Photo%20135.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/320/Photo%20135.0.jpg" width="374" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms tan, never expected it, did you? after the long long lessons about abortion and moral lessons (: tsk tsk. the powers of the computer! &gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116107732886833757?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116107732886833757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116107732886833757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116107732886833757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116107732886833757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/10/ms-tan-disturbing-poor-grace-guess-who.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116090853680595521</id><published>2006-10-15T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T03:35:36.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my hair is so short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short&lt;br /&gt;short short&lt;br /&gt;short short short&lt;br /&gt;short short short short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my face is fat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fat&lt;br /&gt;fat fat&lt;br /&gt;fat fat fat&lt;br /&gt;fat fat fat fat&lt;br /&gt;fat fat fat fat fat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i just realised that i should have just copied and paste(d) it without wasting my time learning touch typing all over again.  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my face is fat and my hair is short. how can i be more worse off?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116090853680595521?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116090853680595521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116090853680595521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116090853680595521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116090853680595521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-hair-is-so-short.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116083488589366562</id><published>2006-10-14T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T07:08:05.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am seriously bored to tears.&lt;br /&gt;studying is such a big part of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116083488589366562?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116083488589366562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116083488589366562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116083488589366562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116083488589366562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-am-seriously-bored-to-tears.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116029088062926154</id><published>2006-10-07T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T00:01:20.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"why can't you use your brains!"&lt;br /&gt;"can't you use your brains!"&lt;br /&gt;"where are your brains!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard i try to deny that this means nothing to me, how can they! i know you are my parents and all and you do want me to do well in maths since both of you are so blah good in maths but maybe you could try to accept the fact that your daughter, me did not inherit your genes of math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am trying, i really am. but it's not my fault that i can't solve stupid mensuration questions, have no idea what on earth quadratic graphs are and how to find coordinates and doing construction of triangles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i am a good for nothing, can't excel in anything at all. but that's who i am. no matter how hard you push me, scold me, hit me, do anything to me at all. it would NOT change the way that i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is way too much for me. i really cannot stand it anymore. i don't want to be a failure all my life but but but what can i do! i really study, sit down, put in all my effort in trying to understand the craziness of pythagoras' theorem, set notation and other irrelevant chapters, but i still fail all teh same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy, mummy, i am so sorry, but this is all that i can go, i really want to pass my math and do my best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116029088062926154?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14202314.post-116021783652820166</id><published>2006-10-07T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T03:43:56.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/1600/Photo%2014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/320/Photo%2014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/1600/Photo%2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/320/Photo%2010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/1600/Photo%208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/320/Photo%208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/1600/Photo%207-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/320/Photo%207-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and retarded grace (:&lt;br /&gt; this uploads so fast, less than 10 seconds (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116021783652820166?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116021783652820166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116021783652820166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116021783652820166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116021783652820166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/10/me-and-retarded-grace-this-uploads-so.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116014581270909888</id><published>2006-10-06T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T07:43:32.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAWHAWHAW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell you something that is really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: physics was so stupid because mr lim took everything from the physics assessment book!&lt;br /&gt;daddy: aiyo, teachers nowadays getting really lazy. go and complain la! how come you didnt buy that book? why you never tell me that book is good! then i help you buy mah!&lt;br /&gt;me: what basis to complain on?! that i didnt do the assessment book because i wasnt hardworking enough? or that my friends could predict that the questions would come out? and anyway, how i know my teacher will use from that assessment book!&lt;br /&gt;daddy: tsktsk. let me think through first. your friends who didnt do the workbook don't want to complain? ask mummy tell the principal lah! so easy *starts grinning to himself&lt;br /&gt;me: back to the same question! complain about what! sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;after 2 minutes of heated discussion about stupid physics and its teachers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy: oh, math exam on monday right?&lt;br /&gt;me: yeah, going to fail. probably the only person in my class&lt;br /&gt;daddy: (as optimistic as ever) maybe your other term reports will pull it up! *smile smile again&lt;br /&gt;me: umm? it only pulls it down. i bet you that grace chan will get the highest. oh and let me tell you something shocking, she didnt get the top this time&lt;br /&gt;daddy: wah! who beat her! so smart, but i bet only by less than one mark (:&lt;br /&gt;me: yeah, how smart. gracefong and ahma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;daddy: ahma? how come the name so funny one? Malay? i thought your class got no Malay leh. all chinese right? hmmm, you know what ahma means anot! it means grandmother! *laughs to himself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: (thought that he was being sarcastic by copying me) ummmmm&lt;br /&gt;daddy: are you sure her real name is ahma? how come so funny!&lt;br /&gt;me: hahahahahhahaahhahaaha and i couldnt stop laughing non stop at daddy's bewildered face. MWAHAHAHA. (that's probably the bad thing about having nicknames (: i am glad i dont have any, besides &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LIANG&lt;/span&gt;?!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116014581270909888?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116014581270909888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116014581270909888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116014581270909888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116014581270909888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/10/hawhawhaw.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-116003123741661920</id><published>2006-10-04T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T23:53:57.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>history was indeed a torture): glad it's over now. my hand hurt and hurt&lt;em&gt;ed.&lt;/em&gt; just an aspect of horrible english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;torturous time studying life science, i dont understand why people like ahma can enjoy it. there's so much to study and it's not relevant! who cares about DNA replication and mitosis and meiosis or transcription and translation? note: all these are all from the first chapter which means that i am still on the first chapter (: HURRAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-116003123741661920?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/116003123741661920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=116003123741661920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116003123741661920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/116003123741661920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/10/history-was-indeed-torture-glad-its.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-115994318140238511</id><published>2006-10-03T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T23:26:21.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRACIE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall remember to message at 802. i bet tricia chng the bong bong head would forget (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel surprising at ease for tomorrow's history test. (oops exam.) ah yes, that's how relaxed i am. while my history has been around average the whole year, yes, the whole year. besides sbq which pulls my stupid agregate down. everything else is pretty much fine when i have to study for &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;only one chapter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;why must we be tested on 10 chapters?! i know that this to some people must be an easy task but to me?! NO WAY. i prefer one chapter that i can totally focus on and preempt like a million questions and only 4 come out. that's still better than nothing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-115994318140238511?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/115994318140238511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=115994318140238511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115994318140238511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115994318140238511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-birthday-gracie-i-shall-remember.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-115994267127855020</id><published>2006-10-03T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T23:17:51.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAW HAW HAW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 more days to freedom&lt;br /&gt;i feel like posting my post exam activitites. neh. shall talk to ahma about how funny mrs ng is. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BOTH OUR CLASS CHAIRMANS ARE SUPER SMART IN MATH THAT THEY BEAT POOR GRACIE (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BECOMING ROBOTS TOO EH? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-115994267127855020?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/115994267127855020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=115994267127855020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115994267127855020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115994267127855020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/10/haw-haw-haw.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-115968697501533884</id><published>2006-10-01T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T00:17:38.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;HISTORY! RAWRrawr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;choke choke. i am dying! i studied till chapter 9 only to realise that i can't remember what on earth the stupid great depression and the opening of suez canal is. &gt;.&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why does my memory have to be so weak. weak weak weak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so sleepy now. BEh BOH BWEEE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my new language which has no meaning (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHO WATCHED I NOT STUPID YESTERDAy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" ni hao chou!"&lt;/strong&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/14202314-115968697501533884?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/115968697501533884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=115968697501533884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115968697501533884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115968697501533884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/10/history-rawrrawr.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-115953498793413701</id><published>2006-09-29T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T06:03:07.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think that there is a limit to how much teachers can stretch us, just like a rubber band, we are all human beings! not ROBOTS. some people do act like robots, but deep down, they ought to have feelings as well, it isn't actually a compliment when someone calls you a robot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea what i am crapping about again. oh yes. ms tan was in a horrible mood today. terrible, terrible. i accidentally said that i had no mood to do compo which is wrong i guess. but it was a little bit of an overreaction i think? but well, today is the last lesson for english ); and if you say i am prepared, that is out of point. if getting 18/40 for a comprehension right before the exams=ready, then everybody is ready. i am so frustrated with myself! i can't seem to do anything right, i don't seem to be ready for the exams even though i know i studied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the last time, chinese is driving me nuts. if you asked me 2 months ago whether i wanted to write an on-the-spot yilunwen, i would immediately say NO WAY. preparation is way better. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO PREPARE!? i know that laoshi gave us ziliao but it's headed in the wrong direction, the whole yilunwen process, i feel like complaining and ranting on and on but what's the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT IS ALREADY FIXED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still in the process of convincing myself that this paper is only 50 marks and preparation is good, but no matter how hard i prepare and reread the articles, i doubt that i can even get 10, much less a passing mark so i think that studying for history or geog would be more  beneficial. laoshi kept saying that we were headed in the wrong direction, yet she is unwilling to help us anymore. this is fair, definitely fair. {note the sarcasm} extremely fair you know, to let the whole class fail, or maybe just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i am in my totally depressed mode and i feel very violent and i want to kick my labtop and fling myself down 2 levels only to suffer from an arm fracture, hoping to injure my right hand, NO MORE EXAMS FOR ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brilliant idea right? yes, definitely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-115953498793413701?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/115953498793413701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=115953498793413701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115953498793413701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115953498793413701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-think-that-there-is-limit-to-how.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-115935747723422720</id><published>2006-09-27T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T04:44:37.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think tammei is so so so smart &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;how can people like tammei and grace chan get 23 and 20 for their physics test?!&lt;br /&gt;i think tammei is going to be a robot soon because she keeps harping on ROBOTS, she is bound to get influenced one day and when we talk to tammei, she will go: TI TI TI and have her hair cut in MAISIE STYLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am supposed to be studying jap but heck. it's so tiring, i have been yawning about 10 times in the last hour or so. i read and reread the sentence patterns but i still have no idea how to do the horrible worksheets. and i have to write a sakubun in less than half an hour?! normally i take more than an hour to write one, flipping through notes and stuff. half an hour to write a cannot-fail sakubun without my precious notes. NAH NO WAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's kindof sad next year.&lt;br /&gt;mrs poh is becoming nicer and nicer&lt;br /&gt;mr lim is slow and draggy but i didnt mind 3 periods of physics today&lt;br /&gt;mrs lim likes mindmaps&lt;br /&gt;laoshi is funny and weird but NICE&lt;br /&gt;all NOT teaching us next year. BOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my chinese paper 1 is going to be really screwed up! screw up SBQ! HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy and daddy thinks that i will be bottom 5. neh. and i failed life science, like 48.7 or something. hopefully my bio marks will pull it up. (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, the main reason why i am blogging.&lt;br /&gt;i keep asking myself this question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;WHO CHOSE ME FOR LTC??&lt;/span&gt; i know i can't be mrs chan because umm? i know it can't be mrs ng because she had to choose gracef and ahmah her 2 bao beis. hahahah, maisie will be a robot. so enthusiastic about LTC eh somebody. so weird, like jaime, maisie, grace fong and ahmah already knew that they were going to be chosen, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;anyway ahma, i think that it was a surprise that they chose me! i am not LTC material lah. just that people were too shocked to actually realise it? hahhaha, i am just crapping (;&lt;br /&gt;i thought that sarah and melinda would definitely be chosen but i guess i was wrong. HURRAH. jap time (: no much hurrah but anyway (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-115935747723422720?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/115935747723422720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=115935747723422720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115935747723422720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115935747723422720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-think-tammei-is-so-so-so-smart.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-115909225016821737</id><published>2006-09-24T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T03:04:10.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/1600/Jonathan-Leong2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/320/Jonathan-Leong2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/1600/Jonathan-Leong2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST WOKE UP FROM MY 3 HOUR LONG NAP (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAY SAY SAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPORE IDOL TONIGHT&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;JONATHAN IS HOT. TOTALLY&lt;br /&gt;I AM VOTING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i got a very good secret, my parents friends, they actually vote for jonathan (: because he is "super cute!" YUCK. imagine that. so gross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but undeniably, jonathan is cute ((: ((: ((: ((: with that gorgeous winning smile and that humble behaviour and the fencing moves, the smart brains, wow wow wow just the perfect guy! (: and and and he does NOT have a girlfriend YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a heavier note,&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; hady is the better singer and undeniably, the NEXT taufik batisah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin just got the nice nice music score book with&lt;br /&gt;superman- five for fighting&lt;br /&gt;i believe- fantasia&lt;br /&gt;i dream- taufik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many more! I WANT I WANT&lt;br /&gt;mwehehehe like 30 bucks??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadah. my very fulfilling post.&lt;br /&gt;JONATHAN !!! (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/1600/Jonathan-Leong2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1633/1278/1600/Jonathan-Leong2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-115909225016821737?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/115909225016821737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=115909225016821737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115909225016821737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115909225016821737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-just-woke-up-from-my-3-hour-long-nap.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-115883490040390842</id><published>2006-09-21T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T03:35:00.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;MY JAP ORAL WAS A FLOP! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dont ask me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;after don't know how long of chanting under my breath, looking like an idiot who talks to herself while waiting for a bus and all that. it was declared a failure. the teacher was giggling to herself and making me look like an idiot so while i was sitting on the chair sweating and sweating that i could not for the life of me remember what the next sentence was, she said: don't be nervous liana-san. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HOW TOTALLY COMFORTING IS THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;let you go try be a student and i tell you, the effect is reversed. sigh sigh, oral=bad stuff &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i just finished editing my horribly gone wrong yilunwen which sounds like a load of rubbish after deleting 200 words! can you imagine just how much 200 words have on the entire passage!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;and also trying to edit ms-perfect-priscilla's formal letter of recommendation which is word-perfect, i shall ask daddy to help me when he comes home, he would probably stare at it: you write one meh. MWAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;NEH NEH. my mother can't hear the mosquito ring tone! i think thats the best invention as yet.. i didnt even believe that my mother couldn't hear it. apparently people above 25 can't hear it. WHY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conversation:&lt;br /&gt;me: wow, what an amazing invention&lt;br /&gt;mummy: i want to hear the ringtone!&lt;br /&gt;me: it's playing in the background&lt;br /&gt;mummy: no no, don't try to bluff me, there's nothing!(strains ear)&lt;br /&gt;deejay: only people below 25 can hear it&lt;br /&gt;me: HAHAHAHA, i wonder how they do it&lt;br /&gt;mummy: i still can't hear anything!&lt;br /&gt;me: obviously! you are above 25!&lt;br /&gt;mummy: oh yeah, thats right! but i still don't believe that it's so wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WONDERFUL (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;off to study jap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-115883490040390842?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/115883490040390842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=115883490040390842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115883490040390842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115883490040390842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-jap-oral-was-flop-dont-ask-me-why.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-115788559494789991</id><published>2006-09-10T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T03:53:14.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Tag me if you wish and:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. I'll respond with something random about you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. I'll challenge you to try something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. I'll pick a colour that I associate with you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. I'll tell you something I like about you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory about you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. I'll ask you something I've always wanted to ask you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. You must post this on yours.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ELIZABETH GAN: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) you forced me to do this even though you didnt tag me!&lt;br /&gt;2) i want you to run faster than me for next year's 2.4 km (: i will train really really hard! (:&lt;br /&gt;3) brazil colours! since i just read on your blog that you wanted havainas slippers in brazil colours?&lt;br /&gt;4)you lent me zig markers when i had none (: now i can lend you too! HURRAH&lt;br /&gt;5)umm, you helped me design blogskins? really nice ones!&lt;br /&gt;6) you remind me of a cheetah! because you are always leaping around and jumping onto people, oh, shouldn't that be a rabbit? something along those lines&lt;br /&gt;7) HOW DO YOU GROW SO TALL! now, don't tell me you eat long beans or else i shall throttle you because i eat long beans too!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NATALIE WONG:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) you can still swim if you are having your period you know?&lt;br /&gt;2) try to swim faster than me! (: let's swim during our year end class party (: WHEE WHEE&lt;br /&gt;3) purple lah. no question about that because you always do everything in purple? even writing letters also must use purple!&lt;br /&gt;4) you always call me and hang up after 20 seconds. wait. why do i like that. oh yes, and then you give me more time to study because you don't talk to me for like one hour (:&lt;br /&gt;5)AT SEC ONE CAMP! because you refused to do that kick ass cheer. and to think that i thought i would ostracise you because you were so miss-perfect&lt;br /&gt;6) barney! which is a dinosaur, because that's the only animal i can think of that is purple. (:&lt;br /&gt;7) WHY IS YOUR ENGLISH SO GOOD! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;teach me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-115788559494789991?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/115788559494789991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=115788559494789991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115788559494789991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115788559494789991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/09/tag-me-if-you-wish-and1.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-115769232760693216</id><published>2006-09-07T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T22:12:07.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JONATHAN IS IN! i was so so scared for 2 seconds, until gurmit singh announced: " paul, i have something to say to you, your idol journey has ended here? " along those lines!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall vote for jonathan and hady next week. something really surprises me though, how did all the paul twohill fans know that he would be the ousted one this week? they started crying and wailing and breaking down and probably falling into depression before jasmine was declared safe, is it because they didnt vote? can't be! or gurmit singh gave indications? NO. that can't be either, because i didnt see anything. WHO CARES. JONATHAN IS IN! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that jonathan and hady would be final 2 but thats rather unlikely because for some reason, jasmine's fan base is really really strong! jonathan always has the unfortunate honour of being stranded with the ousted one, happened like 3 times? however, gurmit didnt say that jonathan had the 2nd least number of votes right? i think that jasmine has really improved over the past few weeks, given the time and attention, she should. whereas jonathan, hady and paul just maintained their standard, no marked improvement of any sort. but their consistency is better, to me, than jasmine's improvement. jasmine happens to be the only girl left in the competition but i prefer hady and jonathan. if a girl were to be left in the final3, i would definitely prefer gayle or even rahimah. ENOUGH ABOUT IDOLS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up really late this morning! like 8.50?! i skipped morning training and i bet gerard went. it is crazy how he can go for every session without aching muscles or leg cramps. my maximum is only 22 double skips, sigh sigh sigh. some primary 2 or 3 person could do 20! HAHA. but jasmine can't do yet! shan't talk about the crazy gerard who probably can break records, if there are any, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;63&lt;/span&gt; or more double skips?? i only skipped 2 trainings so far which means that i have gone for a total of 7 trainings? doesnt seem like alot but 2 or 2 1/2 hours is tiring! reach home, eat dinner, watch dinner, fall asleep. i don't even have the energy to study, not as though studying is one of my top priorities now. hearing how much people have accomplished over the holidays really make me think back and reflect how much i have slackened and detoriated since my primary school days though it is really not comparable, there is always the feeling of regret that i never put in enough effort for all the things that my parents have done for me all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just finished watching the match between federer and james blake. the crowd was really mean! cheering when federer hit a double fault. but anyhow, federer won, as usual. still can't imagine the biggest upset of nadal the second seed, being &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;OUT. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;the first set that federer lost the entire tournament (:&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 7-6, 6-0, 6-7, 6-4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;then i watched crocodile hunter, steve irwin had a truly dangerous job, i would never, emphasising on never ever take on such a job unless there was absolutely no other way out. his passion is amazing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i was on some kindof tv marathon, sit in front of the tv, eat, drink, nap. the only thing i didnt do in front of the tv, STUDY. heck. no mood now. room raiders is on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEEEEE. JONATHAN IS IN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-115769232760693216?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/115769232760693216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=115769232760693216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115769232760693216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115769232760693216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/09/jonathan-is-in-i-was-so-so-scared-for.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-115737824322474212</id><published>2006-09-04T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T06:57:23.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I WAS NOT THE ONE WHO POSTED THE PICTURE! WHY DOES EVERYONE THINK IT'S ME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how absolutely saddening that i would face the prospect of having no one's blog to visit when i come online in future seeking rest and relaxation ):&lt;br /&gt;natalie- hiatus&lt;br /&gt;sze-hiatus&lt;br /&gt;gabby- hiatus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who else! i can't remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIATUS? NAH. I WON'T BE ABLE TO KEEP TO IT ANYWAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-115737824322474212?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/115737824322474212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=115737824322474212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115737824322474212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115737824322474212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-was-not-one-who-posted-picture-why.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-115734588497733973</id><published>2006-09-03T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T21:58:44.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Will Die at Age 85&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatagewillyoudiequiz/die.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Congratulations! You take good care of yourself.You're poised to live a long, healthy life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Age Will You Die?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;haha, so old, i think 70 would be allright. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-115734588497733973?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/115734588497733973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=115734588497733973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115734588497733973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115734588497733973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-will-die-at-age-85congratulations.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-115727656760328902</id><published>2006-09-03T02:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T02:42:47.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;MGS uniform rated 3rd?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite amazing, i never thought of the mgs uniform as cool before though. The ratings may be rather biased, top 3 uniforms are white and blue? who said that white and blue=cool? temasek's uniform nice? noooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEVIL WEARS PRADA is so wonderful! i want the ost and elizabeth isnt online so i am waiting and waiting for melinda ang who says that only gifted people can download it from limewire i think. she's so slow. i am bored bored bored of waiting for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am the clumsiest.. elephant or any animal that you would use to describe someone who is really really clumsy. i scratched my leg yet AGAIN with the stupid street directory while getting into the car in a hurry. i think i was wearing the exact same shorts too. maybe that pair of shorts are jinxed. now my leg has 2 scratches at almost exactly the same place. i am going to wear long pants that my grandma wears forever and ever or hide in the house and never get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOAKIM GOMEZ is finally out. what a relief. but it's quite sad, just when he was starting to improve a little, he gets booted out. i hope that the top 2 would be johnathan and hady, though i cant really picture hady as someone to be crazy over and go gaga over, his singing is reasonably okay. (: jasmine should be booted out next week, even though she is the only girl left standing ): &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;AWWW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-115727656760328902?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/115727656760328902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=115727656760328902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115727656760328902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115727656760328902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/09/mgs-uniform-rated-3rd-quit_115727656760328902.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-115727551530549695</id><published>2006-09-03T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T02:25:15.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;MGS uniform rated 3rd?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite amazing, i never thought of the mgs uniform as cool before though. The ratings may be rather biased, top 3 uniforms are white and blue? who said that white and blue=cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dsa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-115727551530549695?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/115727551530549695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=115727551530549695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115727551530549695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115727551530549695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/09/mgs-uniform-rated-3rd-quite-amazing-i.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-115700758922160892</id><published>2006-08-30T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T23:59:49.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;HAPPY TEACHERS' DAY to all teachers (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i wrote some teachers long long cards whereas some i just wrote happy teachers' day, nothign much to write actually. not as if any teacher visits my blog, but even then it's sincerity in wishing and thankfulness that counts.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; ANDREA CHEAH&lt;/span&gt;! i want all the pictures! &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NAT WONG&lt;/span&gt; TOO!and and and i forgot to bring my english and chinese homework?! so groggy last night when i was packing my bag that i packed my bag that i chucked my homework into my school bag. PFFT. now i have to go and persuade my father to be late for work and send me to school and home just to send 2 precious pieces of homework into the pigeon hole, where pigeons eat up all my homework. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i still can't believe my LUCK. seeing mrs poh every recess to go through every single topic from the start of the year till now?! totally unbelievable. i won't surviveeee this. doing math for an hour everyday regardless of whether there is homework or not?! how to study for other subjects?! yeah yeah, i shouldn't be complaining and whining and i should start cracking on my math. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no training for me today (: sky's too dark and besides, i caught a cold after running in the rain. poor, sickly me.&lt;br /&gt;on the bright side, i will most likely be watching&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;THE DEVIL WEARS PRADA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; LATER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;my chinese and english oral are on the same day!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's holiday homework?&lt;br /&gt;- many math worksheets (which i can't get help from anyone)&lt;br /&gt;- geog precause/cause/effect/blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;- chinese oral&lt;br /&gt;-english oral&lt;br /&gt;-jap oral.&lt;br /&gt;- no history homework! (: HURRAY FOR MRS NG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't really seem like alot (: but, i don't know how to do geog! i sent my oral to laoshi and she said it's okay. HURRAY. now i can start writing a one-minute long oral! whoever who is asking me questions, don't ask so much okay!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-115700758922160892?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/115700758922160892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=115700758922160892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115700758922160892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115700758922160892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-teachers-day-to-all-teachers-i.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-115664983151731324</id><published>2006-08-26T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T20:46:40.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HI LIANA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry for the times i was mean to u, and when u exaggerated stuff (a little!) and i believed u. hahaha. i love you xoxo to bits and you'll always be my [fake] bestie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;loveeee&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;the girl who sits behind u in class. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-115664983151731324?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/115664983151731324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=115664983151731324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115664983151731324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115664983151731324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/08/hi-liana.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14202314.post-115643173137715009</id><published>2006-08-24T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T09:15:31.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had no idea that our friendship was this shallow, i had always imagined it to be lasting forever and ever and ever, even when you go to njc, the empty promises that you made to promise to ALWAYS keep in touch, i guess will eventually turn out to be nothing. all these months that we have spent together, gossipping, bitching and eating (: all nothing? just because of one silly incident and one silly teacher? &lt;br /&gt;yeah, maybe this is all that our friendship origninally was, except that i was just too naive to have noticed it earlier. just call me brainless for that is really who i am, someone whom i really considered a friend, a true blue friend, has just asked me to "go and die", i have said that a million times without thinking of its consequences, but now when someone has told me to "go and die" straight in my face, that terror, that confusion of WHY WHY WHY am i living on the earth truly exists. these three words "go and die" actually bears so much meaning and importance of how much a person can hate you, and gracie, i am so sorry that i have said those words to you a thousand times when i was frustrated over iso, these words that i had thought had no impact on lifes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no strength and courage and character to overcome this. maybe if you leave, everything will seem clearer and less bleak, i am subconciously counting down the days before you leave. and well, just about everyone else, for the better or the worse? i am not sure at all. UHHUH. so to tell myself not to take any of the words to heart is a difficult task. there are so many things that i have to overcome in life, that i know, this time it's really complicated. ONE TEACHER. why did you make things to be like that! i am not blaming you, i only blame myself for being the way i am, never thinking before saying things, never considering the feelings of others, only thinking of myself all the time, yes, selfish that's what i am. NOTHING BUT SELFISH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14202314-115643173137715009?l=feisty-frown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/feeds/115643173137715009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14202314&amp;postID=115643173137715009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115643173137715009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14202314/posts/default/115643173137715009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feisty-frown.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-had-no-idea-that-our-friendship-was.html' title=''/><author><name>--liana--</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10559910437747448386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
