<?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-10825254</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:07:57.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>262</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-8006368526526585921</id><published>2007-02-17T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T04:58:09.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MOVED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOVED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOVED.&lt;br /&gt;       !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.xanga.com/whirlybirds&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/10825254-8006368526526585921?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/8006368526526585921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/8006368526526585921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2007/02/moved-moved-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-6279984602666041104</id><published>2007-02-16T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T02:48:05.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm moving to Xanga soon. :D&lt;br /&gt;But now got problem so I shall just post my xanga post here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my official first post! Yes I know I said I'm not going to use Xanga because Adalia said so, but then my sister said Xanga is better so, blood is thicker than water!&lt;br /&gt;It was valentines day like 2 days ago and I got no flowers! Only chocolates and candy. Oh and a cookie from Teresa! Thank you! I LOVE you all.  Today we had drills, "a suspected bomb was found in the D&amp;T block", quoted from Mrs.Loong. And obviously we knew it was just a drill so we talked and laughed   Then we had like some chinese new year celebration which was nice! There were different performances, dance and stuff. Plus the face changing thing, oh man that was so cool! Sindy and almost all the people sitting around me were making me scream when the guy came to us because they were screaming. It was super cool! Like he could change the mask super dee dooper fast! And some other stuff, PCK straight talk thing, dance performances: chinese, malay, indian, some advert-thingys put up by ELDDS, japanese occupation skid (really funny!) and other things. And we had a free orange each (TO JEANNIE: I ate my pet!  ) you can die of laughter sitting with Jeannie and Chandini. Correction: Veenie and Vandini. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;After everything, I went with the friends to SMPS. I'm a traitor, I know. I didn't go back to my own primary school but went to theirs. Tsk me. We took a cab from school because everyone was like ruining the reputation by trying to squeeze themselves into the 174 bus which was practically a vacuum already. They even went by the back door! We went to Plaza Singapura and had lunch at the food court place, I shared with YanRu lunch. I laughed at Anna's short story/joke? ahaha.Then we walked around. Charisse says I like bimbo songs.   Then we went to SMPS. We took a cab and Charisse had to crouch super low so the driver won't see her because only 4 people can be in the cab at one time and we had 5. He saw her later anyway but we buttered up to him plus had to be super ignorant.  It was super fun playing in the basketball court, the stupid game. Played with Laura, Charmaine, Simin, Belinda, Jessie, Shini and Charisse. Haha so fun. And since it was Ms.Low's (sp?) birthday, they bought a cake from secret recipe and DASH balloon! And since Shini and I weren't from SMPS we asked her if she remembered us and she said Shini looked totally unfamiliar but I looked quite familiar. Ahaha. And then we told her that we don't even know her and she said "That is called lame". The cake was good. Then some stupid person took Laura, Darsh, Charmaine and this other girl's things and hid them into the toilet cubicles and went through their things! It was quite exciting. Played some more and I keep bumping into Tricia and Trina (see I didn't group them into TWINS) They had pizza laa! But then they said it was only for SPECIAL people = netball people.&lt;br /&gt;Then Darsh went home with me cos she loves me and not cos I don't know how to go home. We talked a lot so the journey wasn't that long. And we were GOOD people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.comhttp//www.xanga.com/Amazon/Click.aspx?asin=0330400967&amp;user=30746345" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.comhttp//www.xanga.com/Amazon/Click.aspx?asin=0330400967&amp;amp;user=30746345" target="_blank"&gt;Exodus&lt;/a&gt;By Julie Bertangna, Julie Bertagna&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.comhttp//www.xanga.com/Amazon/Click.aspx?asin=0330400967&amp;user=30746345&amp;amp;related=1" target="_blank"&gt;see related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok its not nice on blogger. read it on xanga next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-6279984602666041104?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/6279984602666041104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/6279984602666041104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-moving-to-xanga-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-117120865458876628</id><published>2007-02-11T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T07:44:14.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELP! :)&lt;br /&gt;Need to do a lot of stuff by tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't been updating! I'm getting really stupid in school so ya..&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;I need tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Been writing a lot for ____. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Please shut up if you know k?&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping and bought shiny flats. :D&lt;br /&gt;Thanks mummy.&lt;br /&gt;I will update another day. It;s late!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-117120865458876628?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/117120865458876628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/117120865458876628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2007/02/help-need-to-do-lot-of-stuff-by.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-117047803341531215</id><published>2007-02-02T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T20:47:13.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's saturday! (Oh Thank God!)&lt;br /&gt;I've been selected by SHUM to do storytelling? I'm the reluctant-totally-not-excited party. Yesterday, there was the worship thing. It was really really Godly. Like the atmosphere was so quiet and I really felt God's presence.  Then Jac, Sindy and I went upstairs to study.&lt;br /&gt;I ate a lot! Like packets of MAMEE and Hello Panda and the occasional candy boost! Then Rina came  up and talked to us. Then we went back to study. No, I was the only one studying and kept getting distracted by them :/ By the kiddy slides and the giraffe rocking thing and the music keyboard with only 2 octaves. Next week I'm not going to be distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thursday was CF welcome Party. To tell you the truth I thought there were less than expected number of people and the CATGIRL was there. She is so mean ok.  Should I go out to study? My sister made me crave for the coffee chocolate drink from Coffee Bean. Which is quite expensive. I got a lot of homework! I need to finish them today. I want to go to F.O.S tomorrow! The one at HollandV cos I've never been there and apparently it's nice. I want PaulFrank shirts! NICOLETEE! I spent the whole hour looking for blogskins and was tempted to start using Xanga and ditch blogger ok. But the ADALIA told me that xanga is badd so I shouldn't use it. But seriously, Xanga skins are a lot nicer than blogger. Plus they're easier to find. And its cuter. And better. Teresa, don't worry so much cos we'll help you! I want to go to Char's church! I'll ask my mum. Did I tell you that on thursday, I ran all the way to serene to get her a lemon cupcake with pretty icing just to apologise? Haha cos I felt so bad. Arella bought the chocolate cupcake with so much chocolate its sinful.&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm going to start on my homework. And devotion thing. I have to send it to Miss Wang later. &gt;:( Ending my blog post with an angry face doesn't seem appropriate so :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-117047803341531215?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/117047803341531215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/117047803341531215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-saturday-oh-thank-god-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-117025242046359389</id><published>2007-01-31T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T06:07:00.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;dove: campaign for real beauty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/RADYaTvTGts"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/RADYaTvTGts" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;Don't you just love these ads? Couldn't find their recent one. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-117025242046359389?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/117025242046359389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/117025242046359389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2007/01/dove-campaign-for-real-beauty-dont-you.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-117025255260441479</id><published>2007-01-31T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T06:09:12.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Really busy these days so I'll blog on friday k?&lt;br /&gt;I wish my curly hair curled the right way. D:&lt;br /&gt;My hair is always so unmanagable with a mind on its own, if only they curled properly then I wouldn't get scolded so much. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Lim was really unreasonable today, about my HAIR and my shirt. Ah it's getting late so I;m going to sleep but I shall try to be nice to all the people I don't really like tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-117025255260441479?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/117025255260441479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/117025255260441479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2007/01/really-busy-these-days-so-ill-blog-on.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116987958027592699</id><published>2007-01-26T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T22:33:00.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was  fun. :) Kezia's 'party'. We wanted to eat at sushi TEH but then the one at Raffles City was more expensive so we decided to go to Esplanade to have sushi but we went by the underpass and saw Sakae. Since we were practically starving, we went to have the students buffet thing. We ate A LOT. And overspent. $107. And I was playing with my teabag and spilled tea on my uniform, the green skirt part which was super absorbent. :D And we went walking around in the citylink mall thing. And I saw a lot of nice clothes! I saw a dress at a shop (surfer girl I thik) but it was 87 i think. And we walked and walked and shopped. :) Went to TOPSHOP and TOPMAN (haha Teresa :D) and Teresa and Kezia tried on the super high heels with socks la! They looked super retarded. Haha. And we ate Hokkaido ice cream! It was really good. But expensive. Thank you Teresa for the treat. :) Then I went home. No IKEA. And had a chicken wing and a meatball for dinner because I couldn't stomach any more food after the sushi.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU JESSIE TAN FOR FETCHING ME TO THE TAXI STAND AND I'M SORRY I COULDN'T SAY THANKS PROPERLY COS MY DAD WAS UPSET I TOOK SO LONG.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU CHARISSE &amp; ANNA FOR THE ENTERTAINMENT. ;)&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU TREESA FOR WAITING FOR ME TO TIE MY SHOELACE AND THE ICE CREAM ;D&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU KEZIA FOR THE BIGG SUSHI TREAT ;)&lt;br /&gt;i had a really good time. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116987958027592699?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116987958027592699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116987958027592699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2007/01/yesterday-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116962706397360936</id><published>2007-01-24T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T00:24:23.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't been updating. Many things to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;First, it was my mama's birthday yesterday and we had cake from ISLAND CREAMERY! :D It was good. My dad said it was the best cake he had ever tried (not suprising since he eats normal boring cakes all the time so ya) And we went to the Queenstown library. My first time. I don'te really like it because it's so small and the cafe place is expensive!&lt;br /&gt;Erm. A lot of things happened, including getting scolded by Dolly Shum but ah I forgive her. But I'm still huffed up about having to write another 100 phrases for asking Iris for her spare thermometer and not buying my own from a pharmacists out side because the bookshop stopped stocking thermometers. &gt;:( But Iris, thanks for the thermometer k?&lt;br /&gt;It's a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lime green thermometer &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;cool right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 IRIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116962706397360936?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116962706397360936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116962706397360936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2007/01/sorry-i-havent-been-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116917651178249324</id><published>2007-01-18T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T19:15:11.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sick. Seems like climbing out of bed to go to school just for home econs today is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;Well, self-study day. A whole day in asknlearn and a stack of textbooks if I can help it.&lt;br /&gt;To Joan and Charisse: I'm sorry if my mum doesn't allow me to go to your baptisms tomorrow. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116917651178249324?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116917651178249324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116917651178249324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2007/01/sick.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116912467976864546</id><published>2007-01-18T04:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T04:51:19.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm SICK.&lt;br /&gt;CCA fair was fuuun. CF rocked the  whole canteen, literally. :D The band was jamming and the crazy people in yellow were jumping to 'one way' and singing their lungs out. We probably looked like jumping light sticks who are high on drugs. XD&lt;br /&gt;Locked out of my house today cos nobody was at home. So I waited outside then when down to the study area place to read cos it was getting dark then went out for dinner. Now I'm super tired.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE CLIPART! :D They're so cute. I don't think I'll be blogging much only on fridays or saturdays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116912467976864546?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116912467976864546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116912467976864546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116859080389880299</id><published>2007-01-12T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T00:33:24.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's friday! Finally! :D&lt;br /&gt;A whole week of school has passed and I lived through it with a lot of things to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;"How come you and Charisse always have some much to talk about huh? Never-ending see you all talk!" -Joyce LEK.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there has been "never ending" amount of things to talk about. :) Chapel today was super super quiet. I guess its times like these we remember what the school is like without the sec threes. And I'm done with the devotion list. I have to do so many times!  And the notice board is almost done DOLLY SHUM.. we had to introduce ourselves today (?!) Like after a week of school? Not much homework so I guess I can have a good weekend. Except then it'll be gone so fast cos time flies when you're enjoying it. I want to grow up quick quick quick. And then i can work. And everything. I know they all say that being grown-up isn't a good thing and you miss all the fun of being young. But then you also miss out on the un-fun bits of youth.&lt;br /&gt;"You look like a six year old, the way you walk and the way you look when you walk.." - Kezia&lt;br /&gt;And that is also why I want to grow up. I don't want to look like a six year old!&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so short! I'm only 152. And I'm shorter than PEARL. Ohmyy! And I just killed a mosquito looking insect, and black stuff came out. Gross.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to talk about. Except I'm SUPER FULL. Sometimes I can not eat for a whole day and sometimes Ican't stop eating. This is one of the days when I fall just in the middle- being super full but still stuffing myself up because I feel full but hungry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116859080389880299?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116859080389880299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116859080389880299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-friday-finally-d-whole-week-of.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116852142967697040</id><published>2007-01-11T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T05:17:09.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was super busy. Goshh Miss.Wang pissed me off for the first time.   At least I did the devotion list and they're REAL people and I wasn't given any other instructions so I didn't know what to do so you stop shaking that arm of yours cos it makes me laugh which is inappropriate and rude cos you don't laugh when you're disciplined.&lt;br /&gt;Arella joins CF! :D Did the devotion list cos if not Miss.Wang will scold me tomorrow morning again ):  I have to do devotion for like 3-4 times in a year! Because not enough people. And CF was quite fun today. Nothing much because of CCA Fair prep. but it was still fun. Ahaha. And I'm really tired so I'm going to sleep EARLIER.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know, my bedtime is really early already but come on I need my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEAUTY SLEEP&lt;/span&gt;. Wahahah. Joey's dad fetched me home today cos it was super late and raining. Thank you Joey and Joey's dad :D I LOVE YOU! And the cute korean nail clipper :D THANK YOU &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Did the noticeboard stuff. Quite fun. Being proud of myself because I finished learning my chinese except some words are still not in my head but I'll try my best! Charisse is going into labor today. Hahaha. I hope BOZOEY or BOZO will turn out fine Charisse. Except I think it should be a girl. Or if its a BOZO, he shall be a clown and open a circus and we'll have lots of free tickets but he shan't be the average scary type of clown.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116852142967697040?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116852142967697040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116852142967697040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2007/01/today-was-super-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116843328917446428</id><published>2007-01-10T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T04:48:09.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess many people are starting to hate school. I feel tempted to just do so but I look back and remember how I got a chance to get into St.Margs and its opportunities created, the friends the school has brought me and I think again. School can be a erm &lt;strong&gt;baloney&lt;/strong&gt; so far but lets just live with what we have and be thankful i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Today, Dim SHUM dolly came in school wth black and white as her theme colours. Apparently somebody wrote that people complained about the class funds and she made us all write our 'suspects'  on half a foolscap paper (talk about a waste of paper) and she went on through the whole english lesson about the female sex and the opposite gender. Goshh. Don't be suprised if I can't get my As this year ok. D:Seems like I'm goign to need more self-study and maybe even a tutor. Ok I shall stop talking about hte depressing topics of life.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun playing with ALL OF YOU= Anna, Charisse, Dharsh, Pearl, Jessie :) Except the part when I kept losing and my hand was all read and then &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;lucky rubberband &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;saves the day&lt;/span&gt; :) &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But the magic worn out after a few rounds. D: But as it lasted, thank you. And I had to stay in school till 7 plus cos my dad was doing work. I think I was the only student left in school. And I wrote the CHICK LIT :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jesus for friends who make me HAPPY &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116843328917446428?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116843328917446428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116843328917446428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-guess-many-people-are-starting-to.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116834965988159802</id><published>2007-01-09T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T05:34:19.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need to get Romeo and Juliet really soon. I'm starting to be intersted in Shakespeare. :) Nerd? Nah. He really is quite cool cos he invented so many of the phrases we use today and his vocabulary bank is really really a lot of words. I want to be like Shakespeare. :D But I still find Romeao and Juliet dumb anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in Odyssey of the Mind. I was like WT?! At first but now it seems quite fun. Rather exclusive compared to the new zealand goegraphy thing. I'm watching The Arena now and it is super funny. As in the way they argued. :) Haha. They're quite good. And I need to learn the &lt;em&gt;skill of memorising chinese characters&lt;/em&gt;. Adding photos to my friendster. From the CHARISSE-TER. Nothing much to write about except, um made some new friends :D And went to the chapel and had a fun fun fun time playing Taboo-Singaporean version, eating Macs and at the same time trying to convert 2km. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116834965988159802?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116834965988159802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116834965988159802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-need-to-get-romeo-and-juliet-really.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116816622573524419</id><published>2007-01-07T02:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T02:37:05.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was ok. Went to SJC for their welcome party thing for LJOY, to HELP. To Charisse- Stop saying that I'm a kid so I go for a kid party. Anyway on the bus, my phone rang and it was one of those weird ringtones ok and it was super loud so can you imagine how embarrased I felt! And we also thought of the cf flyer//cf shirt. Really busy these days and every day I go back to school, like yesterday and today. I'm not prepared to be a CPL! Singing on stage.. evn as a backup singer at first I'll still feel weird but Gloria assured me that it'll be like singing to yourself cos you can't hear yourself on stage. Ah well. Need to get to work on the cf flyer again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jesus for helping me find my library book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116816622573524419?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116816622573524419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116816622573524419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2007/01/today-was-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116804821455502889</id><published>2007-01-05T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T17:50:14.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who uses the computer at 9:24 in the morning? Me. Haha I have to go down to school in about an hours time. Anyway I was talking to Charisse last night and she reminded me of some fun things we did last year which was a really really good year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;things I remember about 2006(SMSS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The interview.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;meeting Jia Han and Charisse when I said the song sounded like a jingle, which Jia Han thought was weird and we didn't know we'll be really good friends. I couldn't remember how we eventually started talking and stuff. :) But meeting you guys were one of the best things ever and you made last year really nice. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;meeting Kezia outside the science lab and I was the only one who could pronounce her name right cos I had  a friend named Kezia last time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LAP and we had to do the introduction thing and we all crapped our way through and I remember some people standing there with nothing to say. Haha. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;First conversation with &lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt;. Oh man that was real scary laa. ;) (to the people sitting together with me during recess, you know who I'm talking about)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ngyuen Thi Hamy. Haha I could pronounce her surname and everyone else couldn't. WAHAHA. DnT partner and all. I had a memorable time :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CF welcome party thing, Kezia almost pulled down my zip (RAPE!) Haha. And I remember Siyi trying to shake my hand and Eve telling me not to mix around with her and I thought Siyi was scary. Haha but turns out Eve was joking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laughing fit during the play (LAP) The king one remember?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chinese lesson! Ahaha lots of memories there. And Natasha tricked me that her name was Mooon. So it stuck. Ah well Natasha sometimes its best to stay serious.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Posing like gangsters outside the general office, the first floor staircase and then Major Yum came out and scolded us to go back to class. That was super funny la!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;THE MUSICAL-CLASH OF THE ELEMENTS. That was the best mann! All the rehearsals every single day was worth it when the curtains close and you see all the audience cheering and enjoying the show. It just feels so so so good up there on stage. And presenting the flowers to Ms.Loretta. :) It's fun too. And the costume, mine was like the most revealing of all the Windies la. But the Windies had the best costumes I must admit. :) And the V.T changing room drama. Haha! SO many things I can write about the musical and the &lt;strong&gt;backstage drama..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;THE MUSICAL-The sun will rise again (?! I forgot the title. D:) But practicing, being the group leader, the DRAMA, the many days of coming to my house to paint the set which we never used and all. It was great ok. And to all my fellow FOWAPS (Fridges of wolves and popcorn -it doesn't make sense but Evange and I combined the names and made a nice acronym. :)) And Shangrilla's mushroom soup and all! I LOVE IT &lt;3.&gt;&lt;li&gt;Charisse, Yan Ru, Mavis and I at Macs with the Mapple Mipple happy meal toy. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Charisse and I trying our very best to study at Macs but always end up talking. :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1E4.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes. And many other things. :) I LOVE 2006. :D But 2007 even though it isn't as good as 2006, I got to know Xin Feng and Beatrice and Ariela more. :) Ok, 9:49. BYE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116804821455502889?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116804821455502889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116804821455502889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2007/01/who-uses-computer-at-924-in-morning-me.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116799098800062388</id><published>2007-01-05T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T01:56:28.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally the first week of school is OVER. It has been a hectic, tiring, gossipy week. Today before assembly I was appointed monitress and after assembly I was stripped off my post ;) Because I think Shum talked to Maggie Tan and you know Maggie hates me ya. And so she told me about my forgetful nature and blah for quite long and then Kizzy said she wanted to be monitress so she nagged only a little more and then we were allowed to leave (thank God!). We had home econs and overall it seems quite fun. I already have little illusions of the practical exam :D Hui Ling's my partner. :) She says it's good cos we got a little "chemistry" already. Wahaha. As in not the love chemistry, the friend chemistry. Anyway its good to touch the key board after a week of computer-less days. Saw the sec ones, they look different, as  in they don't all look the same now. :) Which is a good. com meeting tomorrow. School again! And I have to return the library books later. I haven't finished them la. Cos its so hectic. No time to read. I think the 500 books goal is getting more and more unrealistic. I think being in different classes hasn't affected the friendship between Charisse, Jia Han , Sherri-Anne and I. WE'RE HAVING MORE FUN THAN EVERR! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cream kills him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116799098800062388?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116799098800062388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116799098800062388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2007/01/finally-first-week-of-school-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116781550375807485</id><published>2007-01-03T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T01:11:43.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heres to cheer TREESA up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;teresa even though you're sick we'll still love you because..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;YOU'RE THE TWIT, SISTERZXZX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;YOU PROVIDE THE BEST JUDGEMENT FOR TEACHERS (I TRUST YOUR JUDGEMENT :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;YOU CELEBRATED MY BIRTHDAY WITH ME :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;YOU'RE THE REBELIOUS CHICK ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YOU PROVIDE US WITH LAUGHTER ON YOUR MISS.WANG STORIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;YOUR PENGUIN//BEAR FACE MAKES US SMILE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;YOU GAVE US IDEAS ON THE KOREA TRIP (EVEN THOUGH WE DIDN'T GO IN THE END) :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;YOU COMPLAINED WITH THE OTHER "DANCERS" OVER HOW YOU GUYS SHOULDN'T BE JUST "DANCERS" WHICH WAS REALLY AMUSING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;YOU'RE ONE OF THE NICEST PEOPLE IN MODERN DANCE (THE OTHERS ARE: YUN HI, KIZZY, AMANDA.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;YOU'RE MY JiEmEiXzX! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hope this cheers you up! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116781550375807485?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116781550375807485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116781550375807485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2007/01/heres-to-cheer-treesa-up.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116781441872829470</id><published>2007-01-03T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T00:53:38.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M A SENIOR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the first day of school for 2007 today and I must say it has been great. Two oh oh seven hasn't disspointed me yet. Well it has only been 3 days. Today, I went to school and walked up the flight of stairs to the sec one level and had to walk down again, there was hardly anyone (save me the embarrassment!) so not many saw :D It is funny being in 2/5. I don't know the whole class and there are new students. Plus we had to sit in a single file. Like exam format you know. Makes my "being a good student" a lot easier I guess. And I think this girl in my class, one of the new students, is WENXI. My primary 3 classmate? She is the splitting image of HER. I'm going to ask her. :) I'm done with most of the work! :D Charisse says I don't look like a senior (hmphh!) She looks really like a senior! Teresa also. They both have the Seniorish look. The sec ones this  year are like super stoneface! And they look the same. Like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;*P.S I don't like chocolate &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SO MUCH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for musicals because they draw people together.&lt;br /&gt;e.g: TREEESA, YUN HI and KIZZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116781441872829470?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116781441872829470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116781441872829470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-senior.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116765368179275957</id><published>2007-01-01T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T04:23:01.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! It's 2007. Yea and guess what I did to welcome 2007. Party all night. Right? Wrong. Attended church service, well my parents and my sister and my brother did but not me. Watched the count down thingy on channel 5. Wrong. So what did I do? I fell asleep. Yes, I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fell asleep&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;reading my book- Sons from Afar by Cynthia Voigt. I love love love her books. Anyway what a way to spend my first moments of 2007. Oh well. 1/4's birthday is today? I didn't even know we have a class birthday. But an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yway happy birthday 1/4. Today. Got ready for school, packing bags and all. Today was a horrible day actually, cos we had to do chores and everything and everyone was cranky. Today is also my parent's anniversary. My younger siblings had to tag along for dinner and spoil the whole atmosphere. Eeuk. Especially my YOUNGER sister (haha Kizzy this time I stated which sister), she is already 12, what a greedy pig. Have to start doing the newsletter stuff soon. 2 more days before school starts and I'm pretty much excited except for the fact that I got an apparently naggy and not nice form teacher. Miss.Brenda Shum. I don't even know who she is! Anyway I'm really BORED now.. don't feel like watching crayon shinchan or reading now. I'll read later. I don't know where I put my library book! Arghh. So I need to find it . But not n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ow. See, you're supposed to do one thing at a time and not keep saying "I'll do it later" but you just keep doing it right? Ok, I can do new years resolution even though I don't really stick to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'll be a good student, meaning I'll listen in class and do my homework and take notes and stuff oh and talk less in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Read a thousand books by 2008. Some calculations. That means I'll read about 2.7 books a day. No thats an unrealistic with school and all. Ok I'll try 600 books. Or 500, anyone will be good enough :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Try to be fluent in Japanese ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Be nice to my family (this is a tough one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I think thats like a lot. Some are rather ambitious! Haha a reply to Kizzy's tag cos I can't be bothered to wait for cBox to upload.&lt;br /&gt;KIZZY: What?! I'm not a bimbo ok! Haha but that'll be quite ermm interesting to imagine. :D But bimbos don't study and read and bimbos aren't nice, they're mean. So I'm not a bimbo ok. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya I had a dream last night, well I have dreams every night but I dreamt that St.Margs changed their uniform! It was a 2 piece, a white blouse, without polka dots, a curved collar, the same tie and a green skirt. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116765368179275957?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116765368179275957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116765368179275957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-its-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116756264692526327</id><published>2006-12-31T02:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T02:57:26.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO! It's new year's eve. :)&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went to Div's house and we watched the hindi movie "No Entry" . Oh man it was super funny! Then I got yellow and pink nails! Haha. Then we talked and prank called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somebody&lt;/span&gt;. It was super funny! We were from SWENSENS and we're british so we got a funny accent and that person fell for it! Whoohoo! Haha. And we told that person, he/she won in a contest and had to answer a question, what was his/her primary school and name everyone in his/her class, he/she was answering when Div's phone ran out of credit. D: But it was really funny alright. Then I met DANIELLE. She is really nice. :) Nice meeting you Danielle! And your surname sounds really cool. :D And we played 20 questions. At first, when Divya wasn't there to teach us the game, we read all the clues out ok. So we felt really dumb when Divya told us what we're supposed to do. Haha. Then met Divya's cousin, looked at the pictures when they were  in Australia and then I had to go. But it was a fun day. Except for the MAJOR TIFF. Sibling stuff I'd rather not elaborate. But it was MAJOR.&lt;br /&gt;The day before. Went out with ALLISON and CHARISSE. We went to watch The Holiday. Some of it was funny. :) And sweet. And then we went to play in Toys'r'us. (sp?) It was fun. Oh before that we went to eat at Macs. The burger was like super mayonnaise-y and the fries had too much salt. Eurk. Oh we went to Vivo. Then to play! Haha so fun. I got home really late. D:&lt;br /&gt;Today, nothing much. Just went to church.. sorry Jeraldine! I thought you guys went home!Sorry sorry sorry! I felt really bad to keep you guys waiting for me. Sorry! Then we went to see the old new house. IT's not very nice ok. But after renovation.. hm should have hope. Like the book I read a few days ago "Elsewhere". READ it! It's super cool. It's kinda about hope too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116756264692526327?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116756264692526327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116756264692526327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-its-new-years-eve.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116739667671812020</id><published>2006-12-29T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T04:51:16.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey! Sorry to ADALIA and JACLYN. I'll re-linked you guys today.  :) I wanted to have ice cream for dinner. But it wasn't filling at all. So I cooked pasta. Lesson learnt, don't try to eat ice cream for dinner cos you'll end up eating a lot in total. :D I'm officially ready for school in the homework side. I can't wait! :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116739667671812020?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116739667671812020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116739667671812020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-sorry-to-adalia-and-jaclyn.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116730707883558917</id><published>2006-12-28T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T03:57:58.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey! Today is chinese day ok? Then I'm done with my homework. I'm home alone. D: Well actually its not bad. I like it. Peace and quiet, nobody to fight for the remote, nobody to nag, nobody to anything. :) The only down side is I have to wash up for dinner. My maid went home yesterday. D: Oh well, save her the misery of washing and doing our chores everyday but she said she wants to stay but her family wants her back. Now we have to do chores. Last night, I had a very scary dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like first day in school, I got up and everything and went to school. Then we were in the classroom and the teacher gave us all a long sheet of paper, some were short. I had this really looooong piece of paper like a bride's train thingy and on it were all the people I talked to before since I was born. There were EVERYONE since I talk to almost everyone who looks nice enough. There was the girl in the bus, I didn't know her name but I talked to her anyway and there was the toilet aunty and the nice old lady next door and everyone! And next to the names were some words. It was either "booked" or a slash across the name like this: &lt;s&gt;name&lt;/s&gt; And so I asked the teacher what it meant, she called out all the names of the people in class like attendance taking, and all the "booked" ones were to come to the front. I remember seeing Joyce Lek's name. And we all went up. Then the teacher said we were the ones who had a place in heaven, the rest didn't. So I saw them all being thrown into a door which I assume is hell.. I was really scared and sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think this is a sign? But its really upsetting to see my friends be thrown into that door while I stood there and watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.savewolves.com"&gt;www.savewolves.com&lt;/a&gt; help these wolves. Thank me Evangeline. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116730707883558917?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116730707883558917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116730707883558917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-today-is-chinese-day-ok-then-im.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116723365186502149</id><published>2006-12-27T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T07:34:11.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! :) Just changed my skin. And I kept to my word ok, I re-linked almost everyone I could remember. Well I cheated, I took them from Jia Han and the Cf's blogs. :D So if I don't know you and linked you on accident I'm sorry. And Kezia.. forgot your link. Sorry I'm a bad best friend. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116723365186502149?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116723365186502149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116723365186502149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-just-changed-my-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116714873452507568</id><published>2006-12-26T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T07:58:54.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finished my science! Well almost. Cos today is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;homework day. &lt;/span&gt;I went to Charisse's house to do homework. Wrote a story. ;D  And then we ate a lot of M&amp;amp;Ms, the giant pack one. :D  Haha. Just left with CHINESE and a mindmap which I'm trying to finish by today. And Sindy so kindly helped us check our classes. I'm in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2/5&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. :) I think its 3rd class or something. But I'm with Kezia! YAY! :D I'm going to find paper for the mindmap. And Gloria, I found one nametag! So I'll have a nametag when school reopens! Maybe I won't get expelled then! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;LOVEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116714873452507568?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116714873452507568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116714873452507568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-finished-my-science-well-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116685858260126700</id><published>2006-12-22T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T23:23:02.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CCIS is finally over! And none of us fell off the stage even though Eunice did promise that she'll catch me if I ever did thank God I didn't! Anyway, I finished reading another book! It's called bridesmaid or something. And its HIlarious. Haha. Wanted to go to Char's church for service tonight actually but couldn't cos of some family dinner thing. I've been slacking on my Japaneses these few days but its pretty much pointless for me to learn cos there isn't anyone to practice to which sort of spoils the fun cos the only person I'm practicing to is my ____(insert any object here) Yes. So its pointless. Bought a lot of food with mama last night, at Carrefour. Can't be compared to Chien Nie's grocery shopping ;) but it was fun except for the splitting ache in my stomach which has pretty much cleared off. :D Yay! Things to finish by the hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;chinese homework. Done: 0%&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;school supplies Done: 2%&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find my nametag! Ohh not again. D:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;transfer all the english work I typed out to paper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get paper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;How nice, a perfect 5 things! Lets all look on the bright side of life. But seriously, I've been saying I need to work work work but haven't done a thing. D: I promise I'll ask someone to lend me the chinese paper by next week. I PROMISE. And I mean it when I promise. :)&lt;br /&gt;*P.S Do you thinkGod has this programme which is tonnes more sophisticated than Sims which he uses to make what we look like? It's quite an interesting thought to think about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116685858260126700?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116685858260126700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116685858260126700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/12/ccis-is-finally-over-and-none-of-us.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116676750951249076</id><published>2006-12-21T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T22:05:09.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I actually finished up a skin but accidently closed it. Ok? Not my fault. Super tired. And I was sick which explains why I haven't been blogging. Hmm. Anyway, I finished another book. Hattie Big Sky by Kirby..someone. It's quite cool but read it only if you got patience. The artsy fartsy book will be reserved for next time. Today is CCIS dance! I hope I don't dance then suddenly fall off the stage, imagine! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116676750951249076?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116676750951249076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116676750951249076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-actually-finished-up-skin-but.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116651797727548522</id><published>2006-12-19T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T00:46:17.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have decided to finally update my links. So you wait and see. And I'll show you a new blogskin too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116651797727548522?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116651797727548522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116651797727548522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-have-decided-to-finally-update-my.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116635161326571631</id><published>2006-12-17T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T02:33:33.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Crazy Man by Pamela Porter.  This book is really good.. super touching! It's about this 12-year old girl who loses one of her legs saving her dog. Her father was the one who drove over her leg accidentally by a tractor (they own a farm, again!) And then he shot the dog to take out his anger and left the family. This man from a mental hospital came to help them handle the farm, he is a really good farmer and things start to thrive. However, many people complain about having a mad person living like a normal person cos they're afraid anything might happen to them. With a lot more things in this book, this is extremely easy to read written in those poem format. I rate it 3.8 stars ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today wasn't a fantastic day. Went to SJC for service instead of BPMC cos there was gna be a full dress rehearsal. The day started out with me missing the bus even though I was at the bus stop and I flagged the bus but it drove off to quickly. That is the problem with 961 buses, even when I'm on the bus, I always see the drivers driving pass stops without stopping! Ok then I reached there LATE. Then it started to rain so we had to eat in school. Talked to Eunice and played silly games till it was time for rehearsal. Finally met the Wei Wei Lao Shi, a chinese dance teacher and she helped us to do formations. I'm like one of the 'stars' which is completely scary! Like I'm right in the middle, right in front and there is nobody to look at when I forget my steps plus it was our first time practicing with formations so you can imagine how the full-dress went. It went like this D:&lt; Ok maybe not so bad. We screwed up only at the part when everyone did ;) And had no energy. How bad can that get? As bad as having your head chopped off the old-fashioned way. Without the energy we looked like, quote, zombies, end of quote. Quoted from Eunice. :D And then I took a bus back and my dad picked me up from the bus sto pcos it was pouring. End of story.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE! (P&gt;S Book I'm currently reading is quite boring cos its so deep and artsy fartsy!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116635161326571631?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116635161326571631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116635161326571631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/12/crazy-man-by-pamela-porter.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116627209937301907</id><published>2006-12-16T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T04:28:19.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Book of the day: Dairy Queen by Catherine Gilbert Murdock&lt;br /&gt;I went to the library to grab some books last night. Ok a lot of books. ! got ten. :D Cos I borrowed my sister's 2 books. Dairy Queen is super funny. Not going to explain the book la. Just go borrow it. The picture is a cow in a crown. The book has a lot of cows cos her family lives on a farm..she doesn't want to be a cow in a sense, because cows do everything their owners make them do,in this case they get milked. Anyway, she realizes that she shouldn't be like a cow just doing what her family tells her to even when she doesn't want to do it but she should do what she wants (in a good way) and she decides to join the football team (not soccer) and blah blah.. This book has a lot more than cows. I'll rate it 3.5 :)&lt;br /&gt;Went to help cask for donations for the Christian outreach for the disabled. It was really depressing to see how stingy Singaporeans can get. And how the only people who donate are&lt;br /&gt;A. with kids&lt;br /&gt;B. elderly&lt;br /&gt;C. tourists (some can get really rude but some are really nice)&lt;br /&gt;And occasionally some teenagers and middle-aged people. But I got quite a lot of people to donate :D And we slacked for 1/2 hour (shh..) Esther, Rina and I. We went to the food centre and I bought char kway tiao! And a bowl of longan jelly thing. Before going back to work. We were at Bugis. The human traffic was quite heavy. :D Thats all I did today. Collected donations, read my book and here I am. SJC tomorrow. Haven't really gotten all the steps! :/ And the sucky costume.. BLAHH. And its like superdeedoper (influenced by Kezia) expensive for such an ugly piece of clothing. $20.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116627209937301907?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116627209937301907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116627209937301907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/12/book-of-day-dairy-queen-by-catherine.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116617756721055044</id><published>2006-12-15T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T02:13:13.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY!&lt;br /&gt;We got the costumes. Well.. I don't like it. :/ Its a jumper thingy! Sorry to those who like the costume but I can't like it! I mean how are we supposed to dance in that thing?! Anyway, tomorrow is flag day, not sure if I'll be able to go down to help out. It seems quite fun. :D So Rina I'll try my best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #98fb98" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Chinese Food&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cafbca"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindoffoodareyouquiz/chinese-food.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Exotic yet ordinary.People think they've had enough of you, but they're back for more in an hour.&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; Kind of Food Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are An ENFP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Inspirer&lt;br /&gt;You love being around people, and you are deeply committed to your friends.You are also unconventional, irreverant, and unimpressed by authority and rules.Incredibly perceptive, you can usually sense if someone has hidden motives.You use lots of colorful language and expressions. You're qutie the storyteller!&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent entrepreneur, politician, or journalist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's" Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eee9e9" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Kogyaru!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourjapanesesubculturequiz/kogyaru.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;If it's cute, you'll wear it. Fake and bake, hair bleach, and bright makeup line your bathroom cabinet.As for clothes - anything that's short and cute ("kawaii!").You are the prize object of all sorts of men - but you are really looking for a rich foreign guy.He'll find you out hanging out in Shibuya shopping at the 109, text messaging and sending photos over your cellphone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourjapanesesubculturequiz/"&gt;What's" Your Japanese Subculture?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ON EARTH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eee5de" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Sleeping Position Says&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#fff5ee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are calm and rational.You are also giving and kind - a great friend.You are easy going and trusting.However, you are too sensible to fall for mind games.&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; Does Your Sleeping Position Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #b6b6c2" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Outrageous Name is:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d7d6de"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/outrageousnamegenerator/shocked.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anita Bath&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&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;Outrageous&lt;/a&gt; Name Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT"S THAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 8% Shy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howshyareyouquiz/shy-1.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You aren't shy at all, in fact, you're probably quite outgoing.You are comfortable in almost any social situation, no matter how difficult.&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;How&lt;/a&gt; Shy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'll stop floodin my blog with ridiculously fun to do tests anymore. Ok I know I got a lot of people to relink.&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas&lt;br /&gt;Kezia&lt;br /&gt;Jacky&lt;br /&gt;Jockay.. plus plus plus.&lt;br /&gt;EHH. Can I relink you guys when I change my blogskin. Yay. :DD Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116617756721055044?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116617756721055044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116617756721055044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-we-got-costumes.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116601204516160230</id><published>2006-12-13T03:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T04:14:05.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watching some christmas card which is blocking the screen. It's this santa blocking the whole screen.. he is feeding his reindeer something and here comes a nnother reindeer. Goshh I don't like santas. They're not the meaning of christmas the way people think santaqs are part of christmas but actually they're  just another made believe character which made it over the years and becomes a tradition. Poof! Santa is gone! :) Been super busy. With the ccis dance. There is a full dress rehearsal on Sunday. We got our costumes today.. from this fashion. How cool is that? Not cool. It's the first time I stepped into that shop la!  Ok the clothes, some were ok. I'm so going to practice minesweeper ok. I'm really horrible at it. So the next time I play with someone I'm gna win! Tomorrow is my brother's birthday :D Tell me if you wanna wish my brother happy birthday :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116601204516160230?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116601204516160230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116601204516160230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/12/watching-some-christmas-card-which-is.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116593623903824866</id><published>2006-12-12T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T07:10:39.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! I really have to thank God for finishing all the choreographing today! We just need to brush up and edit here and there but most of it is done! :D Um.. the others went to buy the costumes, wanted to go but after seeing the scorching hot blazing bright shining sun I decided to go straight to mama's office. Besides, the 174 came. So Joyce and I went to eat at my favourite noodle place. It was so good. I had to ask for another bowl of soup. And I learnt more japanese! My dad was like "Don't need to take class laa, just talk to japanese!" As if it would be so easy! Where am I supposed to find a Japanese person to talk to?!  http://freefilistin.blogspot.com/ quite interesting. :) Can't wait for the reunion. Still waiting for shoes for the dress. Cinderella.. but she is so nehneh! Like all world peace plus girl next door plus little miss perfect plus I will never argue-ish. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116593623903824866?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116593623903824866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116593623903824866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-i-really-have-to-thank-god-for.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116580822016420973</id><published>2006-12-10T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T19:37:00.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so sick of trying to change the colour of the skin I want. Maybe I'll go to Kristen's house one day to borrow her photoshop and work on a blogskin! My marathon officially starts in 3 minutes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116580822016420973?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116580822016420973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116580822016420973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-so-sick-of-trying-to-change-colour.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116580488456565606</id><published>2006-12-10T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T18:41:24.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok it's time to get my brain into the mood of studying. I'm still left with the 40 descriptive phrases and the Chinese compositions. And I lost the question paper for it! How many more days till school reopens? Erm if school starts on the 3rd that means I have 22 days. I actually did one of those counter thingys. :D Anyway.. I'm going to tell myself that I will wear that dress Charisse and Nicole so kindly bought for my birthday. :) I'm home alone again! Ah well. Reading another bok. So now I'm like in the middle of 3 books. The one I'm currently reading, the one I was reading last week and the one I started yesterday. This one is the one I have to finish today cos the date due is tomorrow. As for the other 2 I have 3 days. And I need to finish more! :D So I'm going on a reading marathon! Haha the voice of the nerd in me. :) Ok, I'm going ot change my blogskin now. After that my marathon begins. Ever wondered why I still got the perfect eyesight with all that reading? The answer: vision breaks and I don't read lying down ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116580488456565606?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116580488456565606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116580488456565606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/12/ok-its-time-to-get-my-brain-into-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116574195912472359</id><published>2006-12-10T00:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T01:12:39.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back from the SJC combined youth camp and I have so much to say! So I'm gna seperate them into the different days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;day one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;met the group (asher!) and didn't know anyone. realized that Kar Yun was in the camp too! Played games, we played in the school. ok so Joyce and I couldn't sleep and I suggested the exercising and it was hilarious.. so what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;went for amazing race! before the session (just say it). The race was super fun and really tiring. We had to run from the cathedral to the esplanade to Funan and then to Raffles City and back to the cathedral but it was worth it cos we won! Ok then we headed down to the night safari! It was quite late but it was fun. At first I was really tired but after looking at the animals I perked up cos they were so interesting. Then we sat on the tramp.. I've never sat there cos my mama always thought it was a waste of money :D but it was cool. Then we went down to Labrador Park. I was dead tired by then cos I usually sleep early. So I couldn't really wake up but after the balloon questionnaire I was awake again! But the jewel game was horrid! Like we had to protect our balloons- the jewels. And like everyone was super rough and some girls' modesty was violated in some way or another. Ok then went back. the queue for bathing was super long and I was pretty much hyper so I didn't mind the wait. Cos Charisse was there! :D Haha. cos like I took all my stuff to the bathroom then realized I forgot my towel. Char says the magnetic group were laughing at us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;got to wake up at ten. But I er overslept la. Last person to wake up 10:27 or something but I wasn't the latest! and I didn't sleep in sermon.gave marcus a note, he was sitting 2 seats away so it was really funny seeing him trying to figure out who his shepherd was! session. wet games! Wasn't really wet except that Sam ah, he went to pour water on me. And doopy was so tall so I couldn't throw the water balloon on the candle. Erm then we did a group cheer. And we got quite  a high score again. :D Waiting to bathe was fun too. Charisse was asking me the lame questions and I took super long to get it la! But it was fun still. Couldn't sleep again so Sindhya, Dharsh and I went to dance. We taught Sindhya the CCIS dance and then went to sleep. Overslept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;day four (last day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;session. group time. Fun night! I saw Elizabeth and Ethel. (they looked very nice :D) Ate dinner without rice! :) My mama doesn't allow that. Ok then we had fun night. Asher was the last to perform. I was the angel! Haha. The story.. setting- night safari. Grace was supposed to spread the gospel to HanYang who was a Caucasian but she didn't seize the opportunity so when the tramp crashed and they died, Grace went to heaven and met me! Then I told her she was in heaven and blahdiblahblah. And showed her Hanyang, she was really upset. Then later rewind and she got a 2nd chance. Spread gospel and all and the skid ends! We got first! :) And we got the mystery correct.. Thanks to ZhongRen. If he wasn't there, we wouldn't have gotten the answer correct cos he helped to explain everything without revealing the stuff he wasn't supposed to. Finally met my shepherd and Marcus finally found out his shepherd (ME!) It was so funny.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;He was really nice and gave me a lot of things. Seaweed, sour power, pepperidge farm chess crackers. :D Ok then I was really pissed cos I couldn't stay for the prize giving cos my dad was super upset for waiting. And my sister deleted my whole precious inbox! Pissed off la. Ok thats all about the camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today for church there was another skid which was really funny and impromptu cos we never rehearsed before. I was the angel again! With Eve and Ethel. And when the music played Hark the herald angels sing, we were supposed to lip-sync but then we realized it was instrumental! Haha. So funny! And it became a comedy. :) Took bus home from church on my own! Oh before that, there was the Dg little party but then when we arrived I realised it was time to go so I had 2 cups of soda and 2 tim tams and walked back again. Waste time. Ok anyway, that was a long post wasn't it? LOVE, BEVIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116574195912472359?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116574195912472359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116574195912472359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-back-from-sjc-combined-youth-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116531261956819303</id><published>2006-12-05T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T01:56:59.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! Camp tomorrow. Haven't packed. :D Gna get the angel and mortal gift later. Um.. nothing much except, going for thai food later. And i had Thai yesterday. My grandmama is a fan of thai you see! :D Anyway I gtg.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU ALL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116531261956819303?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116531261956819303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116531261956819303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-camp-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116515467464511106</id><published>2006-12-03T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T06:04:36.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;Busy busy busy. Helping out with moving the stuff and all. Actually, compared to my parents and Sri, I did nothing but compared to my siblings.. hmm I did quite a lot. :D Watching the Asian games now. Ok half watching. Anyway, moving seems unreal. Staying here seems unreal. Like its just a long sleepover. Um no dance practice tomorrow so I'm free! I think I'll go and get my swimming costume or something. I want to swim! Take advantage of the 3 pools here. Or go to the gym to work-out. Oh yaa. I need the arm muscles to beat Jeraldine in the next round of arm wrestling! Haah. Anyway &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy day before birthday Nicole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh I met a cool McDonald's guy! He had a cool accent, like a character on Mulan.. Haha and he helped me to shift the box. He was like "doo youu need help?" and I was like its really really heavy so he said somthing like "ooh no probleem. wow, you got a lott of food! Barbequee?" (cos the box was labeled food) Then I said no, moving in and he said "oooh! (after I thanked him) welcome welcome!"&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Thanks McDonald's guy! :D Ok, nothing much happened today so thats all I guess. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116515467464511106?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116515467464511106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116515467464511106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-busy-busy-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116506322169398569</id><published>2006-12-02T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T04:40:21.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back! :D&lt;br /&gt;Another big change. I've shifted! I'm now at Hazel Park. Well.. I'm a bit sad to leave Chuan Par. I mean afterall, its been my home for my whole life! But my cold and unfeeling siblings don't feel sad at all! Talk about unfeeling! I was drowning my sorrows (alone) in fruit cocktail. And I vandalised the walls with little "I'll miss you"s on every room. I need to leave something behind whatt. I mean the owners are probably going to have it re-painted, re0furnished and torn down but while its still there, I can at least mark my prescence ;)  Um and today is Divya's birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;Ok. erm. I need to get a new blogskin! And do you realise how fast the hols are dissapearing? Like "poof" it's gone! I tell you the M.O.H (ministry of holidays) are doing this mind illusion. It's like making it seem so long but actually it is so short. Right? Right. Haha read MOT again. They haven't updated since August! MOT wake up! :D I love MOT. Even though we're discriminating twits. But come on, they're twits!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;Bevin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116506322169398569?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116506322169398569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116506322169398569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-back-d-another-big-change.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116488657278091976</id><published>2006-11-30T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T03:36:12.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry. Frankie foo. Not freddie. I was looking at a freddy frog :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116488657278091976?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116488657278091976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116488657278091976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/11/sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116488649388442231</id><published>2006-11-30T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T03:34:53.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi!&lt;br /&gt;The LJOY camp just ended. We had a lot of fun and I really enjoyed myself. :D It was fun being in logistics but it was so hectic! :D A little indian girl fell sick today so I helped to nurse her! I like taking care of people :) Especially little kids. They're so adorable. And I was entertaining the little kids with blu-tack (sp?). Haha taught them how to make giraffes and snakes. They were so so so cute!  Ok since I have time now.. All the time in the world! I will elaborate on my past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28 nov 06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WOOHOOOO! :D My birthday ok. Birthday partyy. Went to the beach with Teresa aka Treesaa, Nicole Pao the great, Jie Honehh, Jeannie queen of toots, Kezia Hsueh queen of the world! :D We had loads of fun playing in the sand even though it was like rainy. At first. The weather was good after the rain. It was so so so perfect! And we buried Nicole. :D Haha. She didn't enjoy that part. Ok fast forward. We waved to people at the back of my dad's truck. So fun. Some waved back, this policeman even gave us the peace sign (you know the lian one) but he didn't look lian laa. Anyway, we went back to my house to eat eat eat. Yun Hi came, Joan and Charisse too. We watched PCK (Freddiee Fooo!!) Haha. Yep, lots of fun. Oh and I had a nice cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29 nov 06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;jack and the bean sprout. (yes bean sprout not stalk). Super super funny! :D Yun Hi, Teresa, Kezia and I sat together. And Miss.Jane fetched me there from school (THANKS! :D). It was s Singapore and for once I really appreciated singlish. And all the hokkien foul words. Haha. Wabiang. Wakow?. Walao. Sorry. That was rude! But it was part of the song! So funny! Ok anyway, after the musical, it was like what 10pllus? We went for dinner at mos burger. Horrid service! Anyway, I had this prawn rice burger thing. I wasn't even hungry. Shouldn't have bought. Ok, then I went home. Erm. Tomorrow will be going out again. With Kezia! :DD&lt;br /&gt;Ok thats about it guys! SEEYA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116488649388442231?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116488649388442231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116488649388442231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/11/hi-ljoy-camp-just-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116481683961787316</id><published>2006-11-29T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T08:13:59.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Super busy lately. It's getting late and I need to wake up tomorrow morning so I need to go again. Haha. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116481683961787316?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116481683961787316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116481683961787316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/11/super-busy-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116444119843484665</id><published>2006-11-24T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T23:53:18.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I did a super long post yesterday and I forgot to save it. D: Anyway, my birthday is coming.. in a few days! The excitement is still missing. I can't seem to feel the "OOH MY BIRTHDAY" feeling. Um I went to Newton for their family fest thing. A little disappointed at what Newton became. I mean an arcade in the main sanctuary?! But overall it was quite fun. They even had Harley Davidson rides for $5. By those Caucasian daddys . I really wanted to go for it but my grandma didn't allow it. She said I was wearing a skirt so blah blah. Playing flash games again. Seriously I think I'm becoming a flash games addict. Haha. And I read this on a magazine and decided to try it www.secondlife.com It's a bit like Habbo except the characters look like Sims. My brain decided to think about Perth last night in a dream. I remembered in the dream that I hated the trip. Even though it was with my friends. I remembered a lot of bitching and back-stabbing. Ugghh. Makes me not like the trip. But I really didn't enjoy it SO much like everyone else. It was fun but oh the  issues. Ok secondlife doesn't work on my computer. And I really dont miss RGPS. How come? What is wrong with me? So unpatriotic to my primary school. I guess I didn't have super good memories there that makes me want to go back there. I think it was because in RGPS I wasn't really me. Getting so super eeky emo. So I'll talk about something else. I hate being emo even though there will be occasional emo outbreaks about once every 2 months? Haha. Stupid reality show showing. So dumbb. Ha playing trapped games again. I was working on Nicole's present. Nicole Pao. :DD It's almost almost ready! Charisse you are not to tell. :D&lt;br /&gt;Ok, my game is starting noww..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116444119843484665?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116444119843484665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116444119843484665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-did-super-long-post-yesterday-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116411941569633425</id><published>2006-11-21T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T06:30:15.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO! &lt;br /&gt;Ok its a super super hectic week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;kids camp things&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my birthday and stuff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy tickets for ballet recital&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CCIS dance&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;girls night out!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nicole's present&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Allison's date ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;chinese work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Ok I guess thats all for this week. Should I audition for the arts school? Oh I don't know. I want but I don't want. Goshh. Anyone wants to audition?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116411941569633425?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116411941569633425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116411941569633425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-ok-its-super-super-hectic-week.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116393950892386052</id><published>2006-11-19T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T04:31:48.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! :D Today I went to SJC for the childrens camp breifing thing! Then we ate the food they made. And they put sugar in pasta. SUGAR. Like for what? And heres what.. I played with the sugar with my fingers. I didn't know!! Ahaha. All of you who ate the pasta might be contaminated! Muahhaha! :DD And I got 3 super big bag of weird clothes for SJC mission trip! And today I discovered something.. the secret route! It's behind the chapel, near the pond. It's not like super big secret but its so cool! Haha. I learnt something today. :D Ok, my time for using the computer is up up and away!! SO bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116393950892386052?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116393950892386052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116393950892386052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-d-today-i-went-to-sjc-for.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116382852410299917</id><published>2006-11-17T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T21:42:04.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boring boring day without dates. D: But then days with nothing allows me to have a reason to be lazy. :D I couldn't sleep last night so I was reading, cos there was nothing good on Tv. On channel U or something, there was this Korean movie, the first second of it was so gross I just switched it off. K-dramas/movies are always either super cute and nice, or super freaky and yuck. I think I prefer the first option. One day, I might just watch a horror movie (Scary movie isn't counted), I just might. Take up the challenge! I can't understand why my sister isn't like intimidated by horror movies, she just laughs it off. If I watch one, I don't think I'll dare to go to the loo at night. I think I'll be busy from tomorrow onwards so I must seize the opportunity to blog blog and blog even more! And so I'll do more quizzes! They're a fun waste of time. :D Wahhaa I'm poluting my blog with stupid things. I'm taking :&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which Simpson Character are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUCK! I'm Marge Simpson!! ?! haha&lt;br /&gt;Next. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How white and nerdy are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbspot.com/News/2006/09/white-and-nerdy-quiz.php"&gt;&lt;img&lt;br /&gt;src="http://www.bbspot.com/Images/News_Features/2006/09/nerdy/10.jpg" width="150" height="150"&lt;br /&gt;border="0" alt="You are 10% white and nerdy."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How White and Nerdy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! Yess.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Next up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Which website are you? &lt;/span&gt;(I'm doing all the nerd quizzes!)&lt;br /&gt;aiya something wrong with the website. So I guess thats all for today! See you tomorrow! :D (I sound like someone on tv!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116382852410299917?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116382852410299917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116382852410299917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/11/boring-boring-day-without-dates.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116376742371922564</id><published>2006-11-17T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T04:43:43.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Drums felt super short today. Played with the ride cymbal. Bahh. Anyway Nicole and I are going to have a girls night out exclusively for the november girls! :D Aka me and her. Haha. Um.. I finally finished my Wrinkle In Time book summary! Whee! Ok, really nothing to blog about! So I guess I'll go play games! P.S I'm getting tired of maggiemarket, I'm trying "trapped in a room" games. Aha! BYE!&lt;br /&gt;11 days or something to my birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116376742371922564?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116376742371922564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116376742371922564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/11/drums-felt-super-short-today.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116349455739688365</id><published>2006-11-14T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:55:57.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Can you name 11 people whom you can think of the top of your head?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Kristen&lt;br /&gt;2.Esther&lt;br /&gt;3.Estelle&lt;br /&gt;4.Joyce&lt;br /&gt;5.Kezia&lt;br /&gt;6.Jaclyn&lt;br /&gt;7.Jia Han&lt;br /&gt;8.Charisse&lt;br /&gt;9.Adalia&lt;br /&gt;10.Ariella&lt;br /&gt;11.Joan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How did you meet the 10th?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would you do if you never meet 6?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be very sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever seen 4 crying?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Joyce is the joker! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would you do if 6 and 2 dated?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUCK! They don't even know each other and they're totally straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you think 1 is pretty?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, everyone is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Describe 11.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fun fun drum partner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you know 8?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classmate. Charisse rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you ever go on a date with 5?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. Girls day out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whats 7 favourite colour?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purple, pink, baby blue. Should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would you do if 2 confessed to you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confess about what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fact about 9.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARIS HILTON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is 6 going out with?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, nobody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is number 5 to you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my best friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you ever live with 11?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um maybe? In camp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is 2 single?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How much does 3 mean to you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot. Estelle is the lamest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you think about 1?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a great great friend :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the best thing about 8?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is my bus buddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you dislike about 10?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um..nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 people i want to do this.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people i thought of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.What is your full name?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ng Jie Wei Bevin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.What is your chinese name?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huang Jie Wei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.Name 5 Weird facts about yourself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I like sausage with jam! :D&lt;br /&gt;2.um.&lt;br /&gt;3.dunno!&lt;br /&gt;4.dunno!&lt;br /&gt;5.I'm not weird!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.Name any 5 people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Charisse&lt;br /&gt;2.Kezia&lt;br /&gt;3.Jia Han&lt;br /&gt;4.Joan&lt;br /&gt;5.Sherri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.Out of the 5 people.Choose 1 of the same sex and give a reason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charisse cos I just saw her just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.Choose another 1 of them of the opposite sex and give a reason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.Are you crushing,dating or available?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ER.. thats my personal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.How many times have you been married?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Thats crazy. I'm single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.How many ex do you have?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.Have you had sex before?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. I've decided to be a virgin until my wedding day ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.Have you kissed anyone before?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.Parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13.What is the most embarrassing thing you did?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm...&lt;br /&gt;its probably when i started shouting the word "Groin" in the canteen last year.when i was P6.cuz estelle and kris refuse to tell me what it meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14.Are you home or straight?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight!! Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15.Lastly, are you mad?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Choose 5 people to do this quiz&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Anything la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116349455739688365?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116349455739688365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116349455739688365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/11/can-you-name-11-people-whom-you-can.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116349272224574549</id><published>2006-11-13T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:25:22.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BIRTHDAY &lt;s&gt;WISH&lt;/s&gt;DREAM LIST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;another purse (I LOVE PURSES!! :D)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;puma bag&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;drumsticks!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Puma sweat jacket (i really love Puma)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I LOVE PUMA" pencil case, from Taka :D (and I really do)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shoes (so typical)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kipling bag, I know kipling is a nehh brand but I like it still :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lesportsac tokidoki duffle bag (it's expensive but...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;iPod nano!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;beads beads and more beads!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;art supplies (markers, paint, blah blah)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;books mann!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the cute cute sundae mug!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ballet shoe (for fun:D)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;clothes I guess&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok I shall stop here. Must not be greedy. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dance was really fun but tiring, I couldn't remember the steps but you sort of get the hang of it when the music plays. Must practice more though. Ok, second post of the day, I must be really bored!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SEE YA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116349272224574549?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116349272224574549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116349272224574549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/11/birthday-wishdream-list-another-purse.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116346808954929320</id><published>2006-11-13T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:34:50.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! A quick post before I leave for dance CCIS. Ok, so the Duolos was great fun. You guys should go on the ship, it's huge and can you believe that it's only two years younger than the Titanic? And it looks so new. :D And the ice cream is really good. Not as good as those expensive ice cream, but it's only 2dollars. Anyway, I'm going to start a birthday wish.list :D . HAHA. My birthday is in 19 days!! And I keep thinking about my dream presents when I go out so I'll just do a dream post here, so don't think it's unrealistic because it is. But of course, everyone has their little unrealistic moments, ya?&lt;br /&gt;Ok, gtg or I'll be late. :D SEEYA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116346808954929320?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116346808954929320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116346808954929320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-quick-post-before-i-leave-for.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116317353928952135</id><published>2006-11-10T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T07:45:39.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is my brother's graduation ceremony. Yes, graduation, no he's not so old, it's a kindergarten one. Haha. It was wayy cute even though I cannot possible compare PAP's graduation with Newton Life's graduation considering the price differences in the school fees I guess his ceremony won't be so extravagant this time. Not extravagant at all with red plastic "funeral" chairs in the nearby er... community club? No, I don't know what it's called, quite a big place. And there was naturally, not enough seats so the whole thing was pretty much blocked but because of my kiasu mother we managed to get quite good seats (Thanks mummy!) Anyway, my brother performed, he was so super cute! With his hair all gelled up into a crown-ish shape like the statue of liberty except much cooler and this beng-ish looking out-fit which looked not-beng on him. However, my favourite performance wasn't his. In fact I didn't think it was THAT good but  I love love love the rainbow fish story, a mini mini musical which was so cute! Ahh.. Tomorrow will be Dulous (sp?) and MAYBE to Div's house... she hasn't confirmed with me the detials and I sms-ed her but she hasn't replied so I'm not too sure. Oh well. And I went for drums today. Not very productive today cos it was a bit more challenging and we took a longer time to get the beats right. Well, it's kinda late and to benefit your eyes when you read my blog, I'm going to change my blogskin. Yes, tonight. :D Is that being too ambitious? You know how long it takes for me to find the &lt;em&gt;perfect &lt;/em&gt;skin. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116317353928952135?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116317353928952135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116317353928952135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-is-my-brothers-graduation.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116296538823544009</id><published>2006-11-07T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T21:56:28.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YO! :D&lt;br /&gt; I've been job hunting and I've sort of given up because for one, I'm under-aged so I guess I'll have to live through my hols without holiday money. We -Kasey, Evange, Cheryl, Ethel, Liz and I, went for some conference with the principal. Nothing much except for 'how to improve the musical' stuff. Evangeline didn't speak! As in she pratically just sat there and listened and occasionally replied to a question and I had to stay back for further questioning because she said i didn't say much. D:&lt; style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suspicious look&lt;/span&gt;. :D Anyway, it was quite interesting, really.&lt;br /&gt;I'm super bored. Just pretending I can buy whatever I want on eBay. You know what I just realized? I haven't been like talking to my primary school friends, except, surprisingly, Divya! And we weren't even as close in the last year of school. On the contrary, my "we-will-keep-in-touch-forever-and-ever-till-we-die" friends seem like "almost-strangers-now" friends. Oh well. Maybe some get togethers sometime in christmas but I don't feel like going back to RGPS, I mean there isn't a point. With almost all the teachers who taught me gone and I shouldn't keep hanging on to the past right? Anyway why am I doing all this crapping? ANSWER: I'm bored. When I'm bored, all my rubbishy thoughts pop up into my head and to all the bored people in the world... I present you a list of things you should do when you're bored. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try to make your tongue touch your elbow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Repeat a word again and again until it sounds funny and meaningless&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to "www.Bored.com"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Google yourself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Listen to bands you've never heard of&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try counting to ten in french&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Decorate your ice cream, then eat it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do quizzes, lots and lots of quizzes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speak in a funny accent and practice it by prank calling your friends, of course, tell them who you are at the end&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sing a sad/love song using the word 'la' and try not to laugh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;There, my top 10 list for when I have absolutely nothing better to do! :D Hope it's helpful. Till the next post, I will do my quizzes. SEEYA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116296538823544009?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116296538823544009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116296538823544009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/11/yo-d-ive-been-job-hunting-and-ive-sort.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116287966761417646</id><published>2006-11-06T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T22:07:47.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New theory. Cold air conditioned rooms make you hairy because you need more hair to cover your body to keep you warm. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116287966761417646?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116287966761417646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116287966761417646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-theory.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116264365323025177</id><published>2006-11-04T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T04:34:13.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I SPENT 45 MINUTES FIGURING OUT IF I SHOULD CHANGE MY BLOGSKIN AND GOT ALL THE HTML CODES BUT IT DIDN'T LOOK NICE SO I WASTED MY TIME. I COULD HAVE SPENT THE TIME PLAYING MAGGIEMARKET!! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116264365323025177?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116264365323025177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116264365323025177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-spent-45-minutes-figuring-out-if-i.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116261053962597979</id><published>2006-11-03T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T19:22:19.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HHEEEELLLLOOO!! Haven't been blogging which seems ironic because I spend so much time on the computer nowadays. :D Anyway, projects for the hols...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;APPLE PIE -if I get the cloves, I don't even know what kind// cooking apples// cinammon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MY ROUND MARBLE MAGNETS - I still need to get silicon glue and flat marbles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ATTEMPT TO DESIGN MARY-JANES -i need EVE!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;GO TO PEOPLE'S PARK AFTER I EARN MY FIRST $50- I'm not an aunty ok.. I just wanna get some beads and cool stuff AAHH!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TRY OUT SOME ER.. SEWING PROJECTS- I got a whole box of cloths and patterns I haven't worked on&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MAKE BEAUTIFUL COOKIES -those with pretty icings and look so picture-iques&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BAKE CAKES FROM &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SCRATCH-&lt;/span&gt; how cool is that?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MAKE JEWELERY -ref. to no.4&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;GET THE PAINT-Y PENS TO DECORATE &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SOMETHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;DO VOLENTEER WORK -so saintly :DD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MANAGE TO COMPLETE MY HOMEWORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Ok. I'll start crossing them out when I'm done. :D I'm quite ahead of others with the holiday homework part, cos I'm almost done with my 100 descriptive phrases for one book... only 20 more to go? YYEEAAA MAANN!! Ok. So, we went to SMPS to do their chapel.. they little girls were like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO SUPER CUTE!! AHH!!&lt;/span&gt; And there was this girl who kept waving at me for no reason, first I waved at her when she waved, then she waved again so I waved again, and she waved again, and so did  I, and again, until we had to go. But the P6es were like super rebellious, and scary. Anyway I made up for my old posts I owe this blog didn't I?&lt;br /&gt;LOVEYOUALL!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116261053962597979?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116261053962597979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116261053962597979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/11/hheeeellllooo-havent-been-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116219732058251355</id><published>2006-10-30T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T00:35:20.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM-ing Beatrice makes me realise how much I miss 1/4...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;THEBEVIN says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;where's my name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ONELOVE SHERRI-ANNE LIM SHI WEN= HONEYFUNNYBUNNY MEEMEE WHERE ARE YOU LAH! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ONELOVE SHERRI-ANNE LIM SHI WEN= HONEYFUNNYBUNNY MEEMEE WHERE ARE YOU LAH! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okok i'll add it in(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;THEBEVIN says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEBEVIN says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what is that anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ONELOVE SHERRI-ANNE LIM SHI WEN= HONEYFUNNYBUNNY MEEMEE WHERE ARE YOU LAH! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;THEBEVIN says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the name thing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONELOVE SHERRI-ANNE LIM SHI WEN= HONEYFUNNYBUNNY MEEMEE WHERE ARE YOU LAH! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;people i miss!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONELOVE SHERRI-ANNE LIM SHI WEN= HONEYFUNNYBUNNY MEEMEE WHERE ARE YOU LAH! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEBEVIN says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ONELOVE SHERRI-ANNE LIM SHI WEN= HONEYFUNNYBUNNY MEEMEE WHERE ARE YOU LAH! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEBEVIN says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok i'll do that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONELOVE SHERRI-ANNE LIM SHI WEN= HONEYFUNNYBUNNY MEEMEE WHERE ARE YOU LAH! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wakakakaka&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEBEVIN says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you must feel so honoured&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONELOVE SHERRI-ANNE LIM SHI WEN= HONEYFUNNYBUNNY MEEMEE WHERE ARE YOU LAH! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAY! I AM HONOURED!(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONELOVE SHERRI-ANNE LIM SHI WEN= HONEYFUNNYBUNNY MEEMEE WHERE ARE YOU LAH! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VERY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEBEVIN says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i really feel a bit school sick..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEBEVIN says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;class sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ONELOVE SHERRI-ANNE LIM SHI WEN= HONEYFUNNYBUNNY MEEMEE WHERE ARE YOU LAH! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YUPS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;THEBEVIN says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but really, we're so not gna be in the same class next year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONELOVE SHERRI-ANNE LIM SHI WEN= HONEYFUNNYBUNNY MEEMEE WHERE ARE YOU LAH! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEBEVIN says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONELOVE SHERRI-ANNE LIM SHI WEN= HONEYFUNNYBUNNY MEEMEE WHERE ARE YOU LAH! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as in class or just we?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEBEVIN says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONELOVE SHERRI-ANNE LIM SHI WEN= HONEYFUNNYBUNNY MEEMEE WHERE ARE YOU LAH! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no lah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONELOVE SHERRI-ANNE LIM SHI WEN= HONEYFUNNYBUNNY MEEMEE WHERE ARE YOU LAH! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we can&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONELOVE SHERRI-ANNE LIM SHI WEN= HONEYFUNNYBUNNY MEEMEE WHERE ARE YOU LAH! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there's still hope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEBEVIN says:&lt;br /&gt;no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this part of the conversation is cut...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;THEBEVIN says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i feel like seeing everyone in class now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONELOVE SHERRI-ANNE LIM SHI WEN= HONEYFUNNYBUNNY MEEMEE WHERE ARE YOU LAH! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;uhuh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONELOVE SHERRI-ANNE LIM SHI WEN= HONEYFUNNYBUNNY MEEMEE WHERE ARE YOU LAH! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sherri's post is so depressing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEBEVIN says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;THEBEVIN says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;give me her link&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEBEVIN says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;shall post one too&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEBEVIN says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm such a big fat copycat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONELOVE SHERRI-ANNE LIM SHI WEN= HONEYFUNNYBUNNY MEEMEE WHERE ARE YOU LAH! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.over-educatedmoron.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;THEBEVIN says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;waaaaaaaah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEBEVIN says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm starting to feel so bad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONELOVE SHERRI-ANNE LIM SHI WEN= HONEYFUNNYBUNNY MEEMEE WHERE ARE YOU LAH! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEBEVIN says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;missing the stupid class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;THEBEVIN says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no, the smart class&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONELOVE SHERRI-ANNE LIM SHI WEN= HONEYFUNNYBUNNY MEEMEE WHERE ARE YOU LAH! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hhahahaa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONELOVE SHERRI-ANNE LIM SHI WEN= HONEYFUNNYBUNNY MEEMEE WHERE ARE YOU LAH! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;funny the way you talk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEBEVIN says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heh..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEBEVIN says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm going to post this convo online..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But seriously, I'm starting to miss sec one. Can you imagine, next year, we won't be sec one anymore? BOOHOO! I mean it's not like I wanna retain but I don't wanna split too!! The whole class, however ununited we are, how no-class-spirit we are, how miserable-bunch-of-nerds class we are... WE'RE STILL US! I just tricked Beatrice that I have a twin sister. HAHA. WAHAHAHAHA. Anyway back to being sad and mopey. Things I miss about one four.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;the changing room, no matter how lao pok it looked -considering it's made of a towel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the uncooperative bunch of people&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;all my different partners- Celeste, Jie Ying, Geraldine, Rie, Meemee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the gossiping behind teacher's backs &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;one anoyying topic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;EVERYTHING!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the clique at the canteen table (:D)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;aaaahh. I'm so emo. EMO. EMO. EMO. D:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116219732058251355?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116219732058251355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116219732058251355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-ing-beatrice-makes-me-realise-how.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116196767960586951</id><published>2006-10-27T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T09:47:59.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No more musical. Evangeline's sick. The hols are here and I'm busier than ever. With li'll jobs and 'dates'. Dates as in with friends. Late night shopping was nice! :D With mum and my brother. I got some really cheap and nice jeans from Guess Kids, 25 bucks! They were on special discount. I finally got my jeans. And Charisse's birthday party, surprise party, went well. I mean if you consider her getting a WEE BIT SUSPICIOUS. I'm super upset about my english results. I cannot help to curse under my breath, A2. Why can't I get a stupid A1?! For all my subjects, 0 A1s. My fate is decided I guess, next year will be bye bye 2/4 and hello 2/2 or something.  Ok I found this random test...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.How old do you wish you were? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 I don't know why. I guess it's cos the Os are over, you're not too old but you're not that young anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.Where were you when 9.11 happened?&lt;/b&gt; I Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.What do you do when vending machines steal your money?&lt;/b&gt; I bang bang bang the machine. Even if it doesn't work it gives me a satisfied feeling. Like it's 'payback time'. Unless of course, there are like scary people behind me (teachers and discipline mistresses, prefects)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.Do you count yourself kind?&lt;/b&gt; YEAA MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.If you had to get a tattoo,where would it be?&lt;/b&gt; I won't. So that's not a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.If you could be fluent in any other language,what would it be?&lt;/b&gt; You really want to know? Japanese cos it's such a pretty language. Thai cos it's exotic. Chinese cos I need to know my roots. Cantonese cos it's funny maannn! Italian cos it's sexeh. French cos it's difficult. Korean cos it's a huga hunga language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.Do you know your neighbours?&lt;/b&gt; Yea. Hey, so I'm a 'girl next door' to them! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.What do you consider a vacation?&lt;/b&gt; A fun time overseas with no worries and cash and abundance of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9.Do you follow your horoscope?&lt;/b&gt; Nuh-uh. Like they so don't work anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10.Would you move for someone you love?&lt;/b&gt; Huh? Move where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11.Are you touchy feely?&lt;/b&gt; eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12.Do you believe opposites attract?&lt;/b&gt;  YES. We did the magnet thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13.Dream job?&lt;/b&gt; Baker/celeb/pilot- or at least air stewardess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Favourite channels?&lt;/b&gt; Don't remind me that I don't have cable, please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15.Favourite place to go on weekends?&lt;/b&gt; HOME. SHOPPING. PARK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16.Showers or baths?&lt;/b&gt; Hot baths, they're so comfortable.. till the water bill comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17.Do you paint your nails?&lt;/b&gt; Only when I'm so bored that moss grows out my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18.Do you trust people easily?&lt;/b&gt; Yes. A girl who believ&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ed &lt;/span&gt;that Gatorade contains saliva?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19.What are your phobias?&lt;/b&gt; Disgusting insects -I like some, creepy things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20.Do you want kids?&lt;/b&gt; Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21.Do you keep a handwritten journal?&lt;/b&gt; Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;22.Where would you rather be right now?&lt;/b&gt; In a nice house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;23.Who makes you feel warm and fuzzy?&lt;/b&gt; my family and my friends.A hot soothing bath would do the job too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;24.Heavy or light sleeper?&lt;/b&gt; definitely heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;25.Are you paranoid?&lt;/b&gt; Nahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;26.Are you impatient?&lt;/b&gt; Depends on what the situation is. Getting exam scripts -NADA. Getting pressies- YEEAA MANN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;27.Who can you relate to?GOD,&lt;/b&gt; my best friends and my diary even though I can't confide too much in case the sneaky things sneaks in and when I die someone will chance upon it and make it into a book (Anne Frank, poor girl I always pitied her).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;28.How do you feel about inter-racial couples? do they love each other, more imptly?&lt;/b&gt; Colours are colours. Who are we to judge others? We wouldn't know anything unless we ourselves were in their positions. Not that there would be any change. Poeple are people. Love is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;29.Have you been burned by love?&lt;/b&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;30.Whats your favourite pick-up line?&lt;/b&gt; Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;31.Whats your main ring tone of your mobile?&lt;/b&gt; Atomic Kitten -See Ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;32.What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;/b&gt; Sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;33.What did the last text of your cellphone say?&lt;/b&gt; As if I'd ever post my messages here. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;34.Whose bed did you sleep in last night?&lt;/b&gt; Er. The couch first then mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;35.What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;/b&gt; White with cookie monster on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;36.Most recent movie you watched? &lt;/b&gt;Daddy Day care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;37.Name 3 things you have on you all the time.&lt;/b&gt; clothes. phone. purse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;38.What colour are your best sheets?&lt;/b&gt; They don't matter, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;39.How much cash do you have on your own now?&lt;/b&gt;Like I'd tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;40.What is your favourite part of the chicken?&lt;/b&gt; Doesn't really matter as long as it's not the head, butt, feet or guts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;41.Whats your favourite town/city?&lt;/b&gt; Umm. Wait till I travel round the world first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;42.I can't wait till....?&lt;/b&gt; I finish school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;43.What did you have for dinner last night?&lt;/b&gt; Tofu egg, chawanmushi-like thing, veg, rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;44.Do you own A GUN?&lt;/b&gt; NO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;45.What do you prefer to drink in the morning?&lt;/b&gt; Milo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;46.Where do you think you'll be in 10 years?&lt;/b&gt; Somewhere not in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;47. Last thing you ate?&lt;/b&gt; Macs- french fries which sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;48.What songs do you sing in the shower?&lt;/b&gt; Depends on my mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;49.Last thing that made you laugh?&lt;/b&gt; Something funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;50.Worse injury you ever have?&lt;/b&gt; Falling down on my chin? I've been a pretty much safe child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Whats your favourite candy?&lt;/b&gt; FRUITELLA. Marks &amp;amp; Spencers sweets and chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;53.What song do want to be played at your funeral?&lt;/b&gt;I don't think I want to think of myself in a coffin. But the coffin has to be anything but brown or black. I think white with yellow will be quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;54.Five random people to do this:&lt;/b&gt; (not considering the people who I think have already been asked to do this quiz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kezia&lt;br /&gt;2. Charisse&lt;br /&gt;3. Jia Han&lt;br /&gt;4. Sherri-Anne&lt;br /&gt;5. Joey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116196767960586951?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116196767960586951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116196767960586951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/10/no-more-musical.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116133390328401336</id><published>2006-10-20T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T01:45:03.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. We have to perform again. TO PARENTS. How embarrassing can that be? Got back my results today. An improvement from last term. :) But still lowest in class for math but who cares. I got B3 and in my class, A1 is average. Till next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116133390328401336?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116133390328401336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116133390328401336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116081114032468723</id><published>2006-10-14T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T00:32:20.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friendster is closing down soon. Yea right I'll believe that! It seems as if people are getting bored of the 'msn is closing down soon' thing and this new friendster thing is coming up. Heh, today I went back to school at 8 .I woke up at 7 ok?! And to think I was hoping to get 10 hrs of sleep! Anyway, the performance is on monday! Pray pray pray for me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116081114032468723?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116081114032468723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116081114032468723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/10/friendster-is-closing-down-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116074111503596857</id><published>2006-10-13T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T05:05:15.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YEAAH! Is the new skin pretty?&lt;br /&gt; I sort of combined 2 skins. Like I always do and edited it a bit. Comment on my tag ok?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116074111503596857?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116074111503596857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116074111503596857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/10/yeaah-is-new-skin-pretty-i-sort-of.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116073792708141338</id><published>2006-10-13T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T04:12:07.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Remember the post I promised? Well, here it is! The exams are finally over, it was yesterday but anyway, the stress is not out yet. D:&lt;br /&gt;My musical theater group has to perform at Shangri-La hotel on monday to UK people!! And I'm down with a bad throat, how am I supposed to sing? I'm so scared I'll screw up. The best I can do is pretend I'm a big movie star and boost my confidence! :D Today, Katherine, Jia Han, Sherri-Anne, Rachel, Joan, Kezia and I went out o Orchard. We had a hair cut at Kezia's aunt's shop and we went shopping. I bought a shirt, it's very cute. :D But we forgot to take neoprints. On the way home, there was this guy singing on the bus, really loudly. I'm not sure if he knew it since his ears were covered by headphones. Whatever it is, the guy was annoying. Talking about singing, I have to start practicing the dreaded song again. My hols are officially over since I have to go to school tomorrow to practice. Ahh. I'm so tired. Is this post long enough? It's quite long right? I'm thinking of a new blogskin. :D So I'm giving myself an excuse to have a shorter post ok.&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116073792708141338?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116073792708141338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116073792708141338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/10/remember-post-i-promised-well-here-it.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-116046660615519282</id><published>2006-10-10T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T00:50:06.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 more days.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I can't wait. My nerves feel like they're frying, this jumpy feeling. Because &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE EXAMS ARE GOING TO BE OVER!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To freedom, to going out, to art supplies, to computer time, YEAAA! But till then, I'll be slogging in the pool of school work.&lt;br /&gt;LAP and science paper tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Math paper 2 on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Today was math paper 1 and humanities. I'm not commenting on both because apparently it was tough and many people didn't finish it... I did because I speed read. Which is not a plus because I apparently will miss out some points, only SOME. Been revising for science. 4am tomorrow. Again. It's like my 4am routine, sleep at 8 wake at 4 go to school. :) It's more productive for me then. Oh well, better go. I promise after the exams, I'll do a longer post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-116046660615519282?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116046660615519282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/116046660615519282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/10/2-more-days.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115901615089660733</id><published>2006-09-23T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T05:55:50.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Apologies for not blogging for so long! Anyway, it's been really hectic and I'm becoming a nerd. :D Nerds are er cool? Hmm, my english paper is just round the corner. I think I have to get A1 or something since my other subjects are so low. Anyway wish me luck! Been taking out my Enid Blytons and he is definitely my number one favourite authour. All-time. Better than Nicholas Sparks. Enid Blyton captured my imagination in his books and they're so fantastic with all the cool places he creates. It's like all of a sudden, all my friends have taken up reading. Especially Nicholas Sparks. Don't ask why because I'm clueless too. Been too busy to read books. Last time I read was 2 weeks ago. As in solid reading. Unless you count The Faraway Tree I read today! Science test tomorrow. eh, this is going to be like my last few times blogging till after the exams! D: And I'm going to watch some TV now... bye!&lt;br /&gt;(RAINBOW STRIPED HEARTS TO JOAN!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115901615089660733?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115901615089660733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115901615089660733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/09/apologies-for-not-blogging-for-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115839336144870374</id><published>2006-09-16T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T00:56:01.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Really busy studying these days so I've got no time to blog. Well, I'm being a good student again! Anyway, this time it's not totally last minute 'cos my exams are not so near. I mean, if you think 2 weeks is near. 28 Sept will be my first paper. Just to tell you guys that I won't be blogging much till well after the exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115839336144870374?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115839336144870374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115839336144870374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/09/really-busy-studying-these-days-so-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115753836362839524</id><published>2006-09-06T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T03:26:03.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We did well for musical theatre XD&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, gtg help Jie Ying's group tomorrow morning at &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;7 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. D: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what are friends for?&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had another scare... I thoought I lost my phone but turns out I just took the wrong uniform. Ok, gtg. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115753836362839524?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115753836362839524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115753836362839524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/09/we-did-well-for-musical-theatre-xd-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115746324750131136</id><published>2006-09-05T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T06:34:07.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A Celebrity is a person who works hard all his life to become well known, then wear dark glasses to avoid become recognised. - Fried Allen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry about the world coming to an end today. It is already tomorrow in Australia."&lt;br /&gt;-Charles Schultz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never underestimate the value of doing Nothing, of just going along, listening to all the things you can't hear, and not bothering."&lt;br /&gt;-Winnie The Pooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the person you are talking to doesn't appear to be listening, be patient. It may simply be that he has a small piece of fluff in his ear."&lt;br /&gt;-Winnie The Pooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can only be young once. But you can always be immature."&lt;br /&gt;-David Barry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115746324750131136?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115746324750131136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115746324750131136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/09/celebrity-is-person-who-works-hard-all.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115746247881226404</id><published>2006-09-05T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T06:21:18.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In addition to my last post, 2/10 of my million dollars will be given to the church. And to Steve&lt;br /&gt;Irwin's death yesterday, I'll give like 10,000 to his zoo or kids or something. My sister has absolutely no emotions and doesn't feel sad for this crocodile hunter. I mean, I'm not his number one fan and if you ask me anything about him (or crocodiles) I can't rattle on about biography but I do think he is a brave person and my condolenceses to his family. I hope they stay strong, especially his kids 'cos they're cute and young and small and can't manage without a dad if you ask me... I mean tons of other people die everyday but because he made a mark to the animal world I think he should be recognise. Today I stayed back for musical practice. It was quite nice to stay back and hang lut with friends... that is if the homework is slashed out. It's the holidays! I don;t need the extra homework because guess what, we got an exam! I just realised that teachers have a relatively good pay by reading TODAY today, go read. Your eyes will pop out, and I thought teachers were poor or somehting. :D Some cool facts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dolphins sleep with one eye open.&lt;br /&gt;Bulls are color blind.&lt;br /&gt;A cow's only sweat glands are in its nose.&lt;br /&gt;Mosquitoes have 47 teeth.&lt;br /&gt;The Poison Arrow frog has enough poison to kill 2,200 people.&lt;br /&gt;Emus can't walk backwards.&lt;br /&gt;A group of unicorns is called a blessing. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;see unicorns are lucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of kangaroos is called a mob. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a mob?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of owls is called a parliament. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;maybe theres an animal court and the lawyers are owls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of ravens is called a murder. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;totally agree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of bears is called a sleuth. &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;sleuth-sloth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some fleas have split penises like a Y shape &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;?!WTH?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An elephant can be pregnant for up to 2 years &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;wow. maternity leave will be a looong break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chickens can't swallow while they are upside down.&lt;br /&gt;The average garden-variety caterpillar has 248 muscles in its head.&lt;br /&gt;Animal breeders in Russia once claimed to have bred sheep with blue wool.&lt;br /&gt;India has 50 million monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;By some unknown means, an iguana can end its own life.&lt;br /&gt;Americans spend around $3 billion for cat and dog food a year.&lt;br /&gt;Pigs can cover a mile in 7.5 minutes when running at top speed.&lt;br /&gt;The shell constitutes 12 percent of an egg's weight.&lt;br /&gt;A squid has 10 tentacles.&lt;br /&gt;A snail's reproductive organs are in its head.&lt;br /&gt;When a horned toad is angry, it squirts blood from its eyes.&lt;br /&gt;The ostrich has a 46-foot long small intestine.&lt;br /&gt;A scallop has 35 blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;A swan is the only bird with a penis&lt;br /&gt;The left leg of a chicken in more tender than the right one.&lt;br /&gt;The only dog that doesn't have a pink tongue is the chow.&lt;br /&gt;Dogs and humans are the only animals with prostates.&lt;br /&gt;The giraffe has the highest blood pressure of any animal.&lt;br /&gt;Zebras can't see the color orange.&lt;br /&gt;There are more insects in ten square feet of a rain forest than there are people in Manhattan.&lt;br /&gt;It is possible to lead a cow upstairs but not downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;The smartest dogs are the Jack Russell Terrier and Scottish Border collie. Dumbest: Afgan hound.&lt;br /&gt;A rat can go without water longer than a camel can.&lt;br /&gt;The fat molecules in goat milk are 5 times smaller than those found in cow milk. It takes 20 minutes  for the stomach to breakdown as opposed to the hour that it takes to break down cow milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my. I never knew that. :D Well, just to rub in some knowledge as a 'reward' for coming here. Not to forget the credits &lt;a href="http://www.berro.com/entertainment/animals_interesting_facts.htm"&gt;http://www.berro.com/entertainment/animals_interesting_facts.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Ok, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115746247881226404?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115746247881226404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115746247881226404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/09/in-addition-to-my-last-post-210-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115726452724322992</id><published>2006-09-02T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T23:22:07.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just logged on to &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nicole's &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;computer. I'm at her house. She is having tuition so I'm prisoner in her room. Well, I wouldn't have minded to take tuition with her, considering it's chinese and you know I seriously need to improve my mother tongue. We're going back to church for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAWOWIIAN  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;later. :D I was doing my work for the past 5 minutes but I got distracting. Don't remind me about my C6es. I'm improving my vocabulary by blogging. That's just a lame excuse but no excuse is a bad excuse.  In DG just now we were asked what we'll do with a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;million dollars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I Will...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;cash 1/10 of it and roll on it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Organise a fantabulous party&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to disneyland Japan with one of those VIP passes so I don't eed to queue&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give 1/6 of it to charity&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy a horse&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go on a shopping spree&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Treat my friends to dinner at the Fullerton&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TRAVEL&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put the money in the bank to collect interest&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;With the rest of the money, I'll give it to my parents. See, I'm fillial. Shucks. I just saw it. The chinese worksheet. It's a lot! &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;8 pages. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;BUHBYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115726452724322992?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115726452724322992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115726452724322992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/09/heyy-just-logged-on-to-nicoles.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115703396185843675</id><published>2006-08-31T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T07:19:21.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I went back to  &lt;strong&gt;raffles &lt;/strong&gt;with RuiLing. And then I met Esther and we went to find the reast. It wasn't that fun 'cos most of our teachers weren't there anyway so it was more of a saying hi to everyone kind of thing. I'm like so tired now. I don't know what's wrong with me today. When I went home, I slept till HEY ARNOLD! And then I watched tv, talked on the phone for a while and then here I am now. :D GOing back to school tomorrow to practice for the musical. :) It's getting late. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115703396185843675?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115703396185843675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115703396185843675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-i-went-back-to-raffles-with.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115693214992880822</id><published>2006-08-30T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T03:02:29.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM HAPPY TODAY. 'COS I TOPPED THE LEVEL IN ENGLISH!! XD XD XD Am i bragging? No right?  But I did badly for everyhitng else. D: Like 2 C6es, 2 B4s and one B3. We got a new IH teacher, I wish we would stop changing teachers. But I prefer Mdm.Azizah or Ms.Soh! They're better teachers. Seriously. Anyway, Mrs.Ong's teacher's day present is a neatly written out worksheet so I was working on it. I have to go soon. To continue working on it. :D Ah. Going back to RGPS tomorrow!  :D :D I cannot wait. And a class party...  am I allowed to use my camara then? But it's so big! Oh well. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115693214992880822?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115693214992880822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115693214992880822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am-happy-today.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115676106001438700</id><published>2006-08-28T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T03:31:00.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY! My blog is alive! :) Anyway, today was an 'ok' day.  'Cos I screwed up my song! I must learn to appreciate the rehearsal times and not keep caring about the mesopaotamia one. XD Oh well, Ms.Suneeta said we should strive for distinction so we're not bad i guess! And we did MASS DANCE!!  it was so much fun but apparently I was the only one who wants to dance another time even though I think I was the biggest klutz. But it was funnn! And we danced to High School Musical, the terribly overrated disney movie which sucked other than the music. SO it was fun. I heart Mass dance!! :D&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I  need to go now.&lt;br /&gt;LOTSOFLOVE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115676106001438700?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115676106001438700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115676106001438700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/08/yay-my-blog-is-alive-anyway-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115650970609006138</id><published>2006-08-25T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T05:41:46.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Check this out. Cute. &lt;a href="http://www.lulusfashionlounge.com/categories/what" wtid="'83ab9d631028eafcc947e93b41f67b6c"&gt;http://www.lulusfashionlounge.com/categories/what's+new/84.html&amp;amp;wtid=83ab9d631028eafcc947e93b41f67b6c&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115650970609006138?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115650970609006138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115650970609006138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/08/check-this-out.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115650967173721254</id><published>2006-08-25T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T05:41:11.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is just sick, sadistic and horrbile. A cat abuser. Have you read it in the news? This guy torturing a poor kitty, like just because it scratched him?! Please, it's just a cat's playful nature. Plus, he hung it with a wire thing, made it almost dead and revived it again and did the same until the poor thing died then he bashed the body against the wall. And guess what, he got  out with a sentence of only 8 weeeks! It's totally unfair, it's murder! I mean, if he did that to a child, he would have been charged with a death penalty or lifetime imprisonment but for an animal, 2 months in jail! D: He should aat least get 2 years. Or caned. It's sick!&lt;br /&gt;Musical theatre exmas- the latest updates, we've progressed a bit. I wish everyone would learn their lines quick. Mental note to self: Finish memorising notes today. And costume adjustments because our mesopotamian ones are too plain. Whatever. Because the other groups had elaborate ones. But all that matters is our performance! If we have great set and costumes and we can't even get our lines right then what is the point? Anyway, wour exams are coming up on the sixth. Ahh. Oh and I did badly for everything!! D: If you read this post, it makes me sound like a deppressed person. But I'm all stressed up. The only escape I have is my dream bakery, ok maybe  2 more, God and friends.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I want the exams to be over quick. I don't like all this stress.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115650967173721254?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115650967173721254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115650967173721254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-is-just-sick-sadistic-and.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115615180602531467</id><published>2006-08-21T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T02:16:46.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friendship triangle. Heard of it? Or in it? Tell me about it. 'Cos I'm in one big one. Today the Japan exchange students came and they performed this soran dance for us. It's so cute and very tiring I think. I'm going to learn it myself. By youTube. :D It's so cute! Math test today. I'm not sure if I'll fail or pass. Anyway look at the bright side! Watching tv. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115615180602531467?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115615180602531467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115615180602531467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/08/friendship-triangle.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115604243828358344</id><published>2006-08-19T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T19:53:58.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to Jia Han's church last night. It was nice. Before that was not nice because I had a tummyache and felt like throwing up and the air at Farrer road sucks so I was hot and dizzy and feeling horrible. Because of stupid vegetable. D: SO I couldn't go to church today, tired tireed tired. It's my father's birthday today so we're going to have a party or something. That reminds me, I haven;t made him a card. I'm not an unfillial daughter ok, it's because he probably will chuck the card somewhere so I think I'll type an e-mail or something. Anyway, test tomorrow. AHH. Math! Angles and percentage, I can;t rememebr all the obtuse angles and all and the reasons. Help help help. I'm going to Sparknotes now. BYE.&lt;br /&gt;WISH ME LUCK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115604243828358344?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115604243828358344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115604243828358344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-went-to-jia-hans-church-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115590993328417219</id><published>2006-08-18T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T07:05:33.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;I just dropped by to keep this blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115590993328417219?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115590993328417219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115590993328417219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/08/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115546977195903297</id><published>2006-08-13T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T04:49:31.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I went with my family to watch the fireworks last night. At Padang. We drove there and ate KFC at the field :D It was fun. Andthe fireworks were beautiful. :) All nice and colourful. And you know what, I have so much work to do. I didn't bring the class key to the office so tomorrow I'll go to school super early. Ahh gtg. BYEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115546977195903297?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115546977195903297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115546977195903297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-went-with-my-family-to-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115520944688808807</id><published>2006-08-10T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T04:30:46.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it difficult to read my new font? If it is, tell me so I'll change back. :D&lt;br /&gt;Or should I make it &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LARGER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Oh well. So tell me, what is the big deal about having a 3G phone? I mean I have one but I don't even use the feature. I mean, if I really wanted to see your face and talk to you, I might as well see you in person! Anyway, remember the cloth I told you about yesterday, the ones that we dyed? Well, they're starting to stink. Yea, stink. I suspect the POSTER COLOURS. Because you know how weird the paper smells after you paint it? Well, it's quite a nice smell on paper but on fabric... well that's another issue. School tomorrow. N-O! There's so much work. I managed to sneak myself a little time off from the daunting Spilled Water assignments. I cried reading it AGAIN. Well, teared more like. I'm starting to get a bit jumpy thinking that September is coming. It's good and bad. The good thing, I can't wait to go back to RGP for teachers day. The point is, you don't even get to greet your teachers because all the ex pupils who accumulate to er...440 in the p6 level last year, will be going back and crowdind the whole staff room and  you won;t even catch a glimpse of your teachers. Well maybe a glimpse. I remember last year's teachers day, I saw all my seniors crowding over the teachers and I'll go "That'll be the day". It seemed that graduation was further than ever and I couldn't wait to graduate. Now that I think of it, it was nice looking at my seniors crowd over the teachers with all the presents and stuff and sometimes we'll all say to each other how we'll never ever give a certain teacher anything when we leave the school but I think would now. And I can't wait to go back to the green table which holds many memeories. Remember the time I brought longan to school and we threw the seeds into the potted plants and poured water over it, hoping tha it'll grow. :D Maybe there's a little shoot now. Who knows? And the names we used a stick to carve on the trees after PSLE. (insert sigh) I can;t wait to go back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The sad thing, the exams are coming!! (PANIC!) I concentrate ion the class now and I have Geraldine to help me... so what;s there to worry about? Today is SHERRI-ANNE'S birthday! Good 'ol Sherri-Anne! :D Sherri is  a very nice girl. Totally COOL. :D &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I HEART SHERRI-ANNE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I bought her a 'Marie' pencil. :D Oh well, gtg work on the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;6 science worksheets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115520944688808807?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115520944688808807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115520944688808807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/08/is-it-difficult-to-read-my-new-font-if.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115513551885215281</id><published>2006-08-09T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T07:58:39.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE! Today is National Day and Jia Han, Charisse, Sherri-anne and Evangeline came over to my house today. To work on the musical theatre exams. We made half the set and props I guess. We dyed the cloths. It's pretty and cool now! :D We dyed it with&lt;strong&gt;... poster &lt;/strong&gt;colours. How unprofessional. HA. But it was fun rubbing the paint on the cloth, more like scrubbing and getting &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;your hands green, blue and brown. The brown looked like sienna. Anyway, we had dinner of chicken, curry, bee hoon, vegetables and then we watched the NDP. Then half--way through, Jia Han and I decided to go swimming so I gave her my old one which was tight but we went to swim and played the favourite pool game. Then we went to the suana which probably wasn't on because we didn't feel roasted and didn't go running out of the suana screaming FIRE! But I love suanas. They're so comfortable and we planned out our li'll log cabin. We imagined where we'll pput the shower and stuff. It was fun. Then we listened to her iPod NANO (!) for a while before going up. Then jia Han's dad and mine did some catching up with each other. They were old school mates. Anyway, we painted a tree on the cardboard we stuck together. It's officially taller than me. :) Anyway, I changed my blogskin. Is it nice? Oh, the other day, actually, yesterday, I went out with my mum to have lunch at orchard after school which ended at 10:30. anyway, after lunch of some omu rice thingy, I had to go back to crown centre to have tuition and my aunt said that I could take 174 so I waited at the bus stop for 174 for half an hour and it didn't come. Meanwhile, 2 171 buses passed by and I called my mum because I was going to be late. And she asked if I culd take 171 and I checked and said no. Then I was already late and another 171 came, and in a hurry I checked the board again and it turns out that I didn't read the sign right and I was 15 minutes late for tuition. D: Oh well, anyway, I gtg. And wishing everyone out there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;NATIONAL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;DAY! ('NATIONAL' is in white.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;(How patriotic!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115513551885215281?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115513551885215281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115513551885215281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-birthday-singapore-today-is.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115469510858766129</id><published>2006-08-04T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T05:38:28.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, so I am at home watching episode after episode of Host Club. I know, the anime thing, it's back again. And I thought it's over. Anyway, the stage make-up is making some stuff pop out from my face and it's horrible. So FOP tomorrow. XD&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, I got lots of work to do. So I gotta scoot to be a hardworking student, after one more episode of Host Club!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115469510858766129?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115469510858766129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115469510858766129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/08/ok-so-i-am-at-home-watching-episode.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115460803986156222</id><published>2006-08-03T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T05:27:19.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS CLASH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS THE MUSICAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS THE CLASHES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS THE REHEARSALS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS MS.LORETTA, MS.FIONA  AND EVERYONE ELSE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS THE COSY CHANGING ROOM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS THE FREEZING COLD BACKSTAGE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS VT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS THE STAR CHANGING ROOM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS FIXING THE MICS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS THE NOT SO NICE FOOD PACKAGES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS THE DREADED STAGE MAKE-UP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS TAKING PICTURES BY THE FULLERTON HOTEL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS MY COSTUME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS THE VICKS I HAD TO POP IN MY MOUTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS THE TIMES I WANTED TO SLEEP BACKSTAGE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS THE CHEERING AUDIENCE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS LEARNING THE DANCE STEPS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS THE SCAFFOLDING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS THE SUPER FUNNY BAND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS TRYING TO PLAY MY IMAGINARY DRUM SET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS COMING HOME LATE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS PLAYING TRICKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS THE CLASH CLAP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS THE TIMES WE GET TO EAT DONUTS MS.LORETTA BOUGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS ALFEE AND MATISHA'S CAKE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I MISS THE BACKSTAGE PANICS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I MISS EVERYTHING OF CLASH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115460803986156222?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115460803986156222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115460803986156222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-miss-clash.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115456543865145167</id><published>2006-08-02T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T17:37:18.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so the musical is over and I'm stuck at home with a sore throat and a runny nose. It was so much fun yesterday. Everyone applauded and enjoyed our performance and the energy level was great! :D I'm so happy. Thank you Jesus for making this musical a sucess! It was freezing cold in my costume and when we had to run to the audience, I tripped over a table thingy and embarrassed myself but still it was funny. And I GOT TO PRESENT THE FLOWERS TO MS.LORETTA! yay! I was like teary when the curtains closed for the last time. I was so sad... this musical has a lot of drama -backstage ones. I'm planning to write a book about it. :) I'm going to get some revision, there's Chacha today!?! WHAT THE! I need to polish up my steps. Ahhh. D: Oh well. gtg. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115456543865145167?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115456543865145167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115456543865145167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/08/ok-so-musical-is-over-and-im-stuck-at.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115391628348667238</id><published>2006-07-26T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T05:18:03.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE MUSICAL IS IN 3 DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;OH MY&lt;br /&gt;OH MY&lt;br /&gt;OH MY&lt;br /&gt;MY MY MY MY MY MY MY MY !!&lt;br /&gt;I hope it turns out good, not a flop like last years. I want to prove it that we practiced real hard for 3 months and it's good. It's been ages since I last blogged I know. Anywya got the costumes today.... I'm not telling what I'll be wearing but it's gna be SHOCKING! Jia Han's birthday coming soon, on friday. I'll bake her somethin because she likes it when peopel cook for her. Ahh. I better go, it's quite late now. I mean 8:00 but I need to catch some sleep or I'll be dead beat tomorrow with no energy. Ok, bye/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115391628348667238?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115391628348667238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115391628348667238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/07/musical-is-in-3-days.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115322705315504347</id><published>2006-07-18T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T05:50:54.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha. I haven't been updating.  SO BUSY! The showtime show is so dumb. It shames Singaporeans, it's like we got no creativity. The schools are better than the adults. Anyway today was a horrid day. Rehearsals was a mess, at first. Had lunch at the Hub. Shanaz, Chelsey, Millie and I  had the whole space to ourselves :D Then I went to take the key for 1/7. We rehearsed then horrible things happened, I'm not telling... and then I went to the canteen, after returning the key to the offive. Realised I left my thermos in the Hub. Ran to the Hub, doors were locked. Tabitha said I could look for Mr.Chan so I ran to the staffroom and looked for him and he said the keys were at the office. So I ran down. The aunty asked me where I wanted to go so I said : "Aunty I need the keys for the hub, I left something there."    'What class?' "1/4" She handed me the keys and I ran to the fourth floor tried to open the doors and realised she gave me the CLASS keys instead of the keys to Hub. So I had to run down and tell her and then ran up being accompanied, grab my stuff and run down again since it was late. It was so tiring! 20 new messages. UGHH. And musical theatre exam script to do. SO much work I tell you. Dumb chain mails sent by stupid cowardly people. And today is &lt;strong&gt;Angel's birthday! &lt;/strong&gt;Oh and on saturday, last saturday, it was Alfee and Matisha's birthday so Tabitha and I ran to Island Creamery and bought them a cake. :) It's a record we took 10 minutes. :D Oh well better get going with my script. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115322705315504347?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115322705315504347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115322705315504347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/07/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115201947402103014</id><published>2006-07-04T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T06:24:34.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm still at it, BEEP and blaming people. All because of Esther. Ok I got to stop this rubbish. Found out today that Tabby lives at the same condo! :D Maybe we can carpool someday. It's much better for the environment. Missed tuition today and I'll have to miss it for another 3 weeks. AWW MAN. Common test, it's coming up. I got to mug to make sure I don't fail RATE, RATIO AND PROPORTION. :D I've been paying attention in class. The good side of me wants to move in front to concentrate better and the bad side wants to stay. Watched It's Showtime and voted. Sixty cents. :o Finished my homework. I'm reading this book I found at the library, Forget you had a daughter. It's so good. Not done with it but it's about this woman who goes into prison for smuggling a bit of heroin for somebody. It's such a stupid thing to do but I guess when you're desperate to go home and cannot afford a ticket it's like the easy way out but you're not supposed to go the easy way when it's wrong. Replaying BEEP again. I want to dance!! I feel so frustrated when I feel like dancin but I used up all the steps I know. D: Esther , Joyce and I wanted to learn dance but my mum says she won't be able to afford it so oh well. Maybe when I grow up or something. Ok, gtg. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115201947402103014?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115201947402103014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115201947402103014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-still-at-it-beep-and-blaming-people.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115185268219426979</id><published>2006-07-02T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T08:04:42.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM SLEEPING OVERRRRRRRRR! I AM SLEEPING OVER I AM SLEEPING OVERV I AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVERI AM SLEEPING OVER！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;呀！I AM SO HAPPY I AM POSTING IN CAPS. IT WILL BE MY LAST TIME BUT WHO CARES IT'S ALSO MY FIRST!! A short pillow fidht just ended :D It's super fun, having sleep overs. I'm not gna waste my time so BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115185268219426979?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115185268219426979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115185268219426979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-am-sleeping-overrrrrrrrr-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115165818096908788</id><published>2006-06-30T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T02:03:00.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyy. Haven't been blogging because I've been reeally busy these days. The rehearsals are tiring but also very fun. I'm looking forward to rehearsals tomorrow even though it'll be stripping me off my saturdays but I guess it gives me something to do so I won't be moping around.  The point is I don't have to go for the syfoc tomorrow which i think is lucky for me because if not I'll only be in school at nine pm.  Today, Sindhya said I told her that Yahui had swlooen lips but I didn't!! I reeaally REAALLLY DIDN'T! I'm not lying. Ok, took my height and weight yesterday and I'm very heavy but I'm 151 now. Yay! I asked for 150 and I got 1cm more. Thank you Jesus. :) What happened this week... I found out what I want to be for letter Z, &lt;strong&gt;zoologist&lt;/strong&gt;. The only o I could think of is, orthodontist which I don't want to be.  I guess I was quite a good student this week, I'm rating myself a B3 student this week. I hope I'll pay attention better next week because my focus was shifty. I wrote cards and drew for people. I was introduced to "The Muffin Family". I told Kezia I'll draw 'Muffin in the middle" for her but decided to add in the other family members. And we had a new game -butt slapping. You mst try to slap the other people on their butt and not let them smack yours and anyway, Jia Han and I played a bit in the corridor and of course we laughed and then Mr.Ang the teacher with a bit of a bald spot and is tall and skinny scolded us. I apologised, but I didn't think I was disrupting the other classes because obody even heard our laughing and the class in front of us went out somewhere. Oh well.. And I have a new friend, Jeaning.  She is Jia Han's best friend who moved to England and came back for a while so she decides to go to school and yadayada. Hmm. Yesterday I went to Jia Han's house for 15 minutes. I know! I wanted to see her baby brother. He is so cutee!! 3 months old. I love babies and little toddlers. They're so adorable and nice to teach. Jia Han's brother wears Levis baby clothes. WHOAA. I only had oshkosh I think. And he's so cute! AHHH. I made another "Bevin's cool cards" today. For Bernie. This time, it's the oven-muffins card. I really like original cards because it makes people feel happy and special because the cards are for them. Besides, cards you buy outside cost a bomb. :) Oh well, I'll make you card when it's your birthday -just remind me.  Ok, gtg colour my card. BYEEE!&lt;br /&gt;*P.S I tried island creamery, like the place but what's the big deal about the ice cream. It isn't that great, is it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115165818096908788?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115165818096908788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115165818096908788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/06/heyy.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115106988150799834</id><published>2006-06-23T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T06:38:01.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;actress&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;astronaut&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;author&lt;br /&gt;artist&lt;br /&gt;baker&lt;br /&gt;boss of my own bakery&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;carnival organiser&lt;br /&gt;doggie person&lt;br /&gt;elephant rider&lt;br /&gt;fruit seller , I can give my banannas to my elephant&lt;br /&gt;grape picker, to make wine you see&lt;br /&gt;geoloist&lt;br /&gt;horse person!&lt;br /&gt;i-glooist. I figured that iglooists build igloos, igloo specialists&lt;br /&gt;jam maker. I love jam. I don't want to be the jam making machine, the jam maker-person&lt;br /&gt;kaleidiscope (i don't know how to spell it) maker. I want to make those stuff.&lt;br /&gt;lawn mower. I've never mowed the lawn.&lt;br /&gt;McDonalds person. I want to try and work the McFlurry machine&lt;br /&gt;news reporter &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;orange peeler :D I'll be an expert!&lt;br /&gt;prune squeezer,for the prune juice company&lt;br /&gt;QUEEN. I want to be a queen!&lt;br /&gt;Ralph Lauren perfume researchers or any other nice brand&lt;br /&gt;Soup chief &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Toy shop assistant&lt;br /&gt;umbrella designer&lt;br /&gt;vet -if i can take the pain of watching animals suffer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wellington boot maker&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yankee doodle (somebody who performs like yankee doodle)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That should be all for now. And the rehearsals went well today. We had so much fun and we were all focused. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115106988150799834?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115106988150799834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115106988150799834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/06/actressastronautauthor-artist-baker.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115103783098455087</id><published>2006-06-22T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T21:43:51.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So school will start in 3 days. I reminded myself whilst doing a post for 6g's blog. I love that blog. So rehearsals will start at 2 today, actually 3 but we'll have to be there at 2 or something. I'll have to finish up my homework but tomorrow. I'll HAVE TO. I MUST.  When school reopens, I will start everything again because it'll be a new term and I'll start doing all my homework the minute school ends instead of at night or even the next day. I'll tell myself taking notes aren't a waste of paper. But they are anyway. Ok, I'll scribble them on my textbook. Anyway I'm going to be a good student. I hope I'll live! I have to finsh  all the cookie pops. Blame myself for not bringing them to church. I forgot. I just read Nicole's post about some depressed girls whose lives revolves around boys, bikinis, mags and whatever their silly hollow minds think of. So anyway, recently I watched Big Momma house 2. It's so funny. Makes me wanna be an FBI agent. So here's to my ever so long list of jobs I want to take up when I grow up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;actress&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;author&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;artist&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;baker&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;boss of my own bakery&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;doggie person&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;elephant rider&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fruit seller , I can give my banannas to my elephant&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;grape picker, to make wine you see&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;geoloist&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;horse person!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i-glooist. I figured that iglooists build igloos, igloo specialists&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;jam maker. I love jam. I don't want to be the jam making machine, the jam maker-person&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kaleidiscope (i don't know how to spell it) maker. I want to make those stuff.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lawn mower. I've never mowed the lawn.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;McDonalds person. I want to try and work the McFlurry machine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;news reporter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;prune squeezer,for the prune juice company&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;QUEEN. I want to be a queen!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ralph Lauren perfume researchers or any other nice brand&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Soup chief&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;umbrella designer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;vet -if i can take the pain of watching animals suffer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;I need to go to school.  I'll blog more later. :) Alphabetical order. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115103783098455087?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115103783098455087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115103783098455087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-school-will-start-in-3-days.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115079952387351116</id><published>2006-06-20T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T03:32:03.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM SO SORRY BAND GIRLS WHO WATCHED US TODAY.  :( D:  We danced badly. I did too. Well Ethel, Millicent and some others danced well. I felt so horrible. The band did so well! We got to work harder. Went shopping with mummy. I bought a green polo shirt and 10 bangles (they came in set of 5 each) I bought red and green. My feet hurt! I got blisters 'cos I didn't wear socks when we're dancing -the floor is super dirty. Well, gtg. ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115079952387351116?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115079952387351116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115079952387351116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-am-so-sorry-band-girls-who-watched.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115063390130311841</id><published>2006-06-18T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T05:31:41.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The beef, the sausages, the chicken, the satay and the marshmallows. Doesn't that sound familiar? Yes. It's a bbq. And I ate so much, now I'm bloated. D:  I'm going to drink grass jelly. Yay. I'm watching some chinese show. It's so scandalous and scary. One of those drug in the pub scenes. Ok, I'm so bored. Don't remind me about homework. I lost the Questa  club paper X( I did the work anyway but there's more! I really agree with the guy who wrote to TODAY - instead of June hols, we should call it the Mid-term home study period. I so agree. Schoolwork is drowning me! I am so very frustrated now. UGGHH. Ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115063390130311841?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115063390130311841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115063390130311841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/06/beef-sausages-chicken-satay-and.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115062200371499435</id><published>2006-06-18T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T02:13:23.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My cookie pops became a bit like muffin pops because I added 3 eggs instead of 2. XD Well I'll learn from my mistake. BBQ at home. At the corridoor. :D SO fun. Ok, I want to help. SEE YAA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115062200371499435?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115062200371499435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115062200371499435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-cookie-pops-became-bit-like-muffin.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115042806620190049</id><published>2006-06-15T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T20:21:06.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you want a cookie pop? Tell Bevin and she'll bake one for you. YAY. It's going to be my first ever batch of cookie pops. But you must tell me now. If not there won't be enough. Maybe. I wanted to bake for all my friends when school starts. I'll bake one for Charisse, Jia Han, Ji Yin, Sherri-Anne, Joan, Jie Ying. I better bake more. :D I'm so happy. Go for rehearsals at 2:00 today. Oh I got chinese homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;中一六月假期作业&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一、应用文（任选一题，字数没有限定）&lt;br /&gt;作答者的姓名一律用林国华（地址：祥林路10号，新加坡邮区248921），如果有需要，对方的姓名一律用林振文（金华路158号，新加坡邮区228213）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q1. 试写一封给你的同学，告诉塔我校举办运动会的情形。&lt;br /&gt;二、作文（任选一题）&lt;br /&gt;Q5. 越来越多人认为：学生应该积极参加义务工作，为社会服务。时写出你的看法。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what I'm going to do. I can read chinese Gloria. My chinese isn't that bad. C6. It's ok. I'm going to improve. Yeaa.  I'll be so lonely going cookie shopping later 'cos Kristen issn't going. She's flying off to I dunno where. D: No it's a :D 'cos she can go for a holiday! I want to go to Korea and meet all the Changjin people. I want to buy Milo and lemon barley and Fanta. Oh  did I tell you PinkyDinkydoo is so cute? I love that show. SO CUTE! And the li'll songs she sings.  I have nothing to blog about. How miserable. Ok let's talk about the cream which makes you look 10 years younger. Why can't people look old? I think old people are cute unless they're all richy and don't smile. My blog is so boring. There's nothing interesting. I'm going of to cry about how nothing my blog is. Nahh. Here's what I got from watching Scruff - Happiness is a smile away. Children shows are nice to watch because things always turn out fine. Not like Desperate houswives when everything is scary and scandalous but it's nice all the same. MISS ME! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115042806620190049?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115042806620190049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115042806620190049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/06/do-you-want-cookie-pop-tell-bevin-and.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115038093542860670</id><published>2006-06-15T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T07:15:35.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So we finished one third of the musical today. A really good progress :D The musical is fun  apart from the fact that I have to act like a complete sissy. Well that's quite fun too. :) I'm going Tierney's tomorrow. Probably with Krissypoo. SHE BETTER COME! Going to do some cookie shopping for father's day. People, give your papa something! It's father's day! I realised the adverts for father's day is a lot lower than for mother's day. For mother's day, you'll know ages before the real day because of all the jewellry adverts and osims on tv but for father's day channe; 5 wishes all fathers a happy fathers day and osim gives a little ad. It's better to be women see. Today I woke up 15 minutes before the time to go. 8:45. So I had to rush and I reached the bus stop  in time to catch the bus. I realised how long it takes for the 156 to come (three 174 buses). Isn't that unfair? You have to wait so long for a 156 bus and the 174s keep coming. Oh great, Bea just went offline without saying bye. I'm so sad. D: Nobody's online. Well there's 21 people online but they're not nice . Huhh. I love Korean people. They're so cute. The people in Changjin. Ahh. My father is sick. I hope my cookies don't make him sicker. I'm baking cookie pops! Ok, then bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115038093542860670?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115038093542860670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115038093542860670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-we-finished-one-third-of-musical.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115026817354567195</id><published>2006-06-13T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T23:56:13.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok so we got scene one done today. It's a bad progress. We took one week to complete a scene! I mean, the windies we just wait and wait for them to get it right.  So now I'm burning the CDs, it's original and allowed the producers of the CD gave us the rights :D I'm somewhat excited for rehearsals because it's fun. The dance is quite fun now. :) It's not so nice to have everyone back at home. I want the freedom again! I still haven't finish my homework D: Uhh. Ok, war of the sisters. I'm so frustrated by all the noise. Quietness. Ok, better go now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115026817354567195?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115026817354567195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115026817354567195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/06/ok-so-we-got-scene-one-done-today.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115020032083847224</id><published>2006-06-13T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T05:05:20.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.holdthebutton.com/game.php"&gt;http://www.holdthebutton.com/game.php&lt;/a&gt;  WHEN YOU HAVE NOTHING TO DO. PLAY THE GAME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115020032083847224?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115020032083847224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115020032083847224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/06/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115019595331782909</id><published>2006-06-13T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T03:52:33.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back form tuition and rehearsals. I'm so tired. Rehearsals was quite cool. Got some lines. Guilty cos Munirah didn't come and Ms.Loretta decided to give me her lines D:    I ate so much today. Lots of salad. 6 packets of baby gummy bears, a small tub of salad, 1/2 pack of chips, fried rice. Oh boy!  I see the soccer everywhere! I feel so lost in the worldcup thing, I don't care and I don't go around looking for the caps and t-shirts. I'll buy them if they look nice though but I'll choose the nicest colour not the teams XD My family is back form hongkong! My sister bought a lot! Oh and I found out what eyebrow embriodery is already, they make your eyebrow look nice. I guess thats a very brief description and its very "DUH! I know that!" kind of answer but ah hhaha ya. Asknlearn is BORING! There's nothing. No homework! Ahh. I haven't been reading my chinese book. Ok, gtg do work. Oh and I saw Jie Ying my supercool partner today. When I was walking home, she was in the car and the traffic light was red so we talked for a little while till the light turned green. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115019595331782909?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115019595331782909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115019595331782909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-form-tuition-and-rehearsals.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115012287048604020</id><published>2006-06-12T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T07:34:30.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I forgot to tell you. Tomorrow my family is coming back from HK and in cf camp  I learnt that we have to read the bible a lot because it is the swordy thing. We have to remind ourselves to be more like God and all. Ok, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115012287048604020?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115012287048604020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115012287048604020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-forgot-to-tell-you.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115012255024682498</id><published>2006-06-12T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T07:29:10.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I earned my very first $15 from babysitting today. After rehearsals, I went to my aunt's house to babysit, taught my little cousins some stuff and realise how tough it is to be a kindergarten teacher XD. Changjin is on now. I was late by 15 minutes for rehearsals today 'cos the 156 was too crowded and the other kiasi singaporeans didn't wanna get down. The bus driver was like 'Please take the next bus' but the adults pretended not to hear and acted ignorant, I was the only one still waitin at the bus stop. I feel so ashamed of singaporeans! I saw this "Hair for hope thing". Something to do with cancer. Ok, now i know. You're supposed to SHAVE YOUR HEAD! I thought it was cutting some hair and I wanted to do it but &lt;em&gt;shaving my whole head of beautiful hair? &lt;/em&gt;I don't want to do it. Now I feel so mean. But I can't! Oh and I saw this too. &lt;strong&gt;eyebrow embroidery &lt;/strong&gt;What's that? Let's go check it out. Boring results. Nothing. Ok, nevermind. I'll find out. I'm so tired!! Tuition tomorrow. I have to polish up my work. Dance rehearsals. Can't dance. I'm the Iron of the group. Iron is the character who lacks behind and can't get it. D:     Ok, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10825254-115012255024682498?l=oldpaperbag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115012255024682498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10825254/posts/default/115012255024682498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldpaperbag.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-earned-my-very-first-15-from.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01108426501427102883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10825254.post-115002981924606012</id><published>2006-06-11T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T05:43:39.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LIKE MY NEW SKIN? 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