<?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-17713639</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:10:59.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>plah</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>161</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-116083282797460710</id><published>2006-10-14T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T06:37:56.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I MOVED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://tagmebeforeyouleave.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shot*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-116083282797460710?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/116083282797460710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=116083282797460710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/116083282797460710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/116083282797460710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-moved-httptagmebeforeyouleave.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-116065081493082891</id><published>2006-10-12T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T04:00:15.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I haven't been updating. I've been so busy stabbing sendspace to let me download my stuff I forgot to update &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we finished our tests on Monday, which was a super yay. Then we decided to go to Cine. The seven flowers were going to Kbox. Or okay five flowers. O: And then when we were going to cross the road this blind lady came to us and asked us to help her cross the road. So while crossing the road with her we asked her where she wanted to go and she said Centrepoint so we decided to walk her there. Then in the end we helped her to the third level and she told me "go into Osim" then I was like "HUH?" because we were walking straight towards a wall. -_- Luckily the osim people seemed to recognise her and then some osim person brought the lady to where she wanted to go. All the employees at the Osim stall seemed shocked that there was this whole bunch of nanyang girls walking into the shop XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So afterwards we went to Cine, and had our lunch. "Cheapo food" they call it XD Jiaqi and I wanted to eat Jap food at first but they wanted "cheapo food". -.- so we ate cheapo food. And Hui Qing and Yi Yan kept fighting for the meat balls which I refused to eat -.- Thenthen we walked around and I dragged Jiaqi to go find the JE shop before realising it was at Cathay -___- And. Cine has a bigbigbigbigbigbigbig DEATHNOTE MOVIE POSTER and I was like spazzing and attempting to hug Fujiwara. &lt;s&gt;ISWEARHE'SSOPLUMPGRRRR. Hebetterhadslimmeddownforthesecondpartofthemovie.&lt;/s&gt; So Jiaqi and I took a lot of photos. XD I shall post photos later. Then Jiale Jiaqi Huiqing and Huiying wanted to watch "John Tucker Must Die" but Zhee Zee Yiyan and I didn't want to. So we split up; they went to watch the movie, we went to *dramatic pause* &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STARBUCKS&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;!! But Zhee Zee and Yiyan didn't buy anything -.- Zhee shared the iced caramel macchiato with me OH SO LOVE &lt;s&gt;I drank it today again&lt;/s&gt; But it's so bloody expensive T_T So we talked and talked and talked and went Heeren afterwards and went around HMV AND HOMG I HAVE SO MANY CDS I NEED TO GET *dies* SOUL'd OUT and AAA! &lt;3&gt;IwonderifKatousingsinit&lt;/s&gt; and then there was that SOUL'd OUT live gig dvd thingy O: I wanted to buy but. SO EXPENSIVE *headdesk* Then while taking a short break on some chairs the five flowers appeared XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we left Heeren and called Jiaqi they all and decided to walk until we met but WE WENT THE WRONG DIRECTION @_@ so in the end we turned around and called them to tell them we'd meet them at OG Orchard Point :D all the toys! BOB THE BUILDER *prods plushie roughly to make it talk* Then we walked to Plaza Singapura to take MRT home :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today! The survey was stupid. Wai Yee said she got this question which asked "If this guy had kidney failure, and only had one kidney left, how many kidneys would his children have?" and "Why do humans have two ears and not one ear?" omgwtfbbq the rubbish they gave. I got a question showing two diagrams; diagram one was a pot with seeds in the soil without much nutrients and under dim light, diagram two was a pot with seeds in soil with a lot of nutrients under bright light. WHICH SEEDS WILL GROW TALLER? -_- And the math questions were like -___-;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards I met up with Haz :D Haz's skirt is so pretty :D It's like red and black, sorta checkered, and it was sewn by her mom! So cool. :D Anyway we had a lot of fun XD first we took a bus to Sunshine, but animehouse wasn't open so we went to latendo. I SWEAR I'LL NEVER BUY BROMIDES MYSELF AGAIN GRR. I'll get Li Jun to take the thing for me. *curses and swears* I mean for the Sakura bromide I got Sengoku (which I don't mind but I was so hoping for Atobe) and some other guy which I haven't reached yet in the series, when Li Jun got Ryoh and Chotarou for me the first time she bought the Sakura bromide. T_T And then the Cinepuri bromide. I GOT ADACHI *KEYSMASHHEADDESK* DLAFJODNOFA! *sulks* I wanna sell, who wants to buy. I will sell at $3, I don't care I just want it out of my sight (and since I have it already). T_T And I haven't bought my Copics *mutters*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then we walked to Kino and on the way I saw so many Starbucks outlets I couldn't resist buying an iced caramel macchiato ._.; And then when I was taking the straw I accidentally made another one fall out and it landed into this angmoh's caramel macchiato and I was like "OHMYGOSHIAMSOSOSOSOSOSORRRY!!!!AAAAAAA&gt;_&lt;" and I was like apologising and apologising and he was like "OH don't worry don't worry" It was so embarrassing T___T Then afterwards we went Kino and started gawking. And all the while we were fangirling about Death Note non-stop, from when we took the bus. Homg, how do we do it? XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was looking for Top Stage 38 but bloody hell they didn't have it GRRRR. The person at the counter was so cute, she's a japanese and she couldn't speak english properly and she was rushing about so much, trying to find what Haz and I wanted XDD And yes Death Note artbook. FUCKING 120 BUCKS ARGHHDFLJAOIWENFPOAEIHRFN *KEYSMAAAAASHHEADDEEEEESKBANGWAAAAAAALLL* Grrr I'll have to go empty stomached for three months. But I swear, I'll get it. *determined stare* So we walked around kino and gawked at stuff and stuff and stuff and finally we left to head back to animehouse. Buuuuuut we got so sidetracked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haz saw a toy 'r' us sign and we decided to go there. AND WE DID A LOT OF STUPID THINGS IN THERE XDD I can't believe the skateboard's 19.90! O: and it's so cute, I have to get it XD then I bought rubbishy water guns for choral night and then we found these mini axes that made a lot of fighting sounds when you swish it and we were laughing and playing and fighting and then we saw Pretty Cure plushies and we took photos :D I shall upload later ^-^ So after we left toy 'r' us. We. LOWERED OUR DIGNITY AS 14/15 YEAR OLDS AND WENT TO PLAY ON THE KIDDY RIDES. God, I swear kids butts are so small O: I tried squishing myself into the Bob the Builder one but I had one leg sticking out. Then after I came out this kid came, climbed in and plopped into the seat nicely. -__- So we opted for the Garfield one and we sat on it XD Then Haz pretended she got run over by the car and we took a photo XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then just as we were leaving. THE MODELLING SHOW STARTED so we ran back up the second storey and managed to squeeze ourselves into this small space (after quite a while) and started gawking and stuff XD the lights were very very pretty :D and then the last part had ballerinas coming out and then the main models (WHICH WE SAW AT ORCHARD WHILE GOING TO SUNSHINE EARLY and gawked at their hair and tried to take a photo but the bus was too fast) came out with angel wings. Which looked like butterfly shaped wings with feathers plastered everywhere. Then this angmoh guy next to me his shirt was like OMFG opened so much it showed 3/4 of his chest. I was like "ZOMG O_O" -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we finally made our way back to animehouse and I bought the Tamaki bookmark for Jiaqi. Shit them it's not laminated *glares* Then Haz pointed to this Prince of Tennis 2007 calendar and I fought myself not to buy it because I still had to buy the Death Note artbook. T____T And all the merchandise were so love&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we finally left and headed to Dhoby Ghaut mrt and Haz went to Orchard to get her artbook from the seller while I went home :D so sorry I had to leave so soon, 'cos my dad would be wondering why I was so late T_T nevermind we'll go out again! Crash every toy 'r' us store and every kiddy ride. When you finish fasting ^-^ Then we can eat together :D But now that I've not eaten for the whole time I was with Haz, I am thankful for the food I have m(_ _)m *bricked* Meh. Anyway we are thinking of cosplaying Death Note! ^-^ Oho Matt. XD I'll most probably be Misa *frowns* And we were talking about doing DeathNote!PrettyCure XDD That'd be so fun. NEXT YEAR RAWR I can't believe my parents scheduled our Hong Kong trip on 16th. GRRRRR. Now I can't go EOY cosfest. PLEASE CHANGE THE DATE, ORGANISERS T^T Nevermind, hmpff, I'll go to Hong Kong to watch the second part of Death Note movie. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Dhoby X-change. OMGWTFBBQ that shop with all the clothes is oh-so-pretty *w* And then we saw this outfit that was so Misa! :D and it was really cute and stuff :D And it's so creepy, everyone seems to stare at me on the mrt, on the bus, everywhere. -___- Like, I was stared down on Monday on the mrt by this guy, Tuesday by this lady and her friend on the bus. -_- And then just now on the mrt this black guy and his friend were staring me down too. -____= AAAAAGGHH. I'll. Take buses next time. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah long post. *stares up* O:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-116065081493082891?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/116065081493082891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=116065081493082891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/116065081493082891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/116065081493082891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-i-havent-been-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-116019501922470373</id><published>2006-10-06T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T21:23:39.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay happy birthday to Katou! ^-^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-116019501922470373?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/116019501922470373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=116019501922470373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/116019501922470373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/116019501922470373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/10/yay-happy-birthday-to-katou.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115962989058406247</id><published>2006-10-06T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T23:18:06.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And this, is twoohtwoohsix, also known as the class-who-has-never-taken-a-decent-with-every-one-looking-normal-and&lt;br /&gt;-demure-photo-before. So we decided to take one with all of us looking like demure young ladies. NAMETAGS MUST BE ON! * bricked*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a aiotarget="true" aiotitle="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 363px; height: 271px;" src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/kiykiyy/DSC06650.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Zee suggested that the eight of us do what twits do -_- So we did. I like Zee's pose the most! And lookit, her feet matches perfectly O: Sailor O: Jia Le is THE REAL BIMBO AT HEART.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a aiotarget="true" aiotitle="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 366px; height: 270px;" src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/kiykiyy/DSC06655.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm wearing Han Jing's glasses. *is whacked and shot and stoned and bricked* But I got so dizzy after taking it off because I was seeing things in her degree + my own degree @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a aiotarget="true" aiotitle="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 365px; height: 270px;" src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/kiykiyy/DSC06662.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We! Are proud to be the two "Ho"s in twoohtwoohsix!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a aiotarget="true" aiotitle="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 367px; height: 273px;" src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/kiykiyy/DSC06666.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115962989058406247?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115962989058406247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115962989058406247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115962989058406247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115962989058406247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-this-is-twoohtwoohsix-also-known.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-116011472124469923</id><published>2006-10-06T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T23:05:21.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay fine so Geography was okay. ._. like, song4 fen1. .__. I couldn't really concentrate because Bokura no Mirai was ringing in my head =X and today Kimi to Zutto was ringing in my head so I wasn't really concentrating on Math. I'm so going to pay for not concentrating hard enough T__T I'm aiming for A1 &gt;__&lt; Let's hope my lovely SIA marks can pull everything up |:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pointless fandom rant:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I suddenly became all excited over Death Note movie again that day and I suddenly thought of Cinepuri. Why didn't Singapore bring Cinepuri in *cries* It was shown on 13th May!! And since they brought in Death Note which was shown at a later date bringing in Cinepuri would be no problem T__T And then a miracle happened O: Someone upped Cinepuri &lt;3 (is downloading now* Yay. And my download for Katou's Live GIG DVD is going so slow T_T I can't believe Katou forgot his lyrics -_- And I need to attempt to download Winter Hyotei subbed and Summer Hyotei and Prince of Tennis Supporter's DVD Volume 1 and ONLINE and OFFLINE and a hell lot of other things x_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't wait for Death Note movie &lt;3 On Wednesday Yuan Han Li Jun and I saw the poster at Boon Lay interchange and it said "Which side will you take?" And I was strictly standing on the left of the poster &lt;3 three cheers for raito! another reason to take that side is also because of fujiwara :D And they are so fecking biased, Aoyama's name isn't on the poster GRRRR. Speaking of liveactions, I want to watch Nana2 as well. Hongo :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death note and D.Gray Man anime! &lt;3 Tamaki!Raito O: O: O: Can you imagine? *imagines a oh-so-cute Raito at a host club* O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWITCH WO OSU TOKI DVD I CANNOT WAIT :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, being in Prince of Tennis fandom kills. x_X the merchandise they have is so much and because of your fandom you want to buy everything, regardless of the amount of money you'll spend. x_X I want -that- Seigaku flag, -that- wristband, -that- a piece of a character's costume, and -those- 10 Cinepuri postcards. T_T I wish they had Hyotei flags too T_T&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And Sakurai! His career is going to be ruined D': At least he did a good job of Cloud and adult!Loki &gt;_&lt; I bet he's great as Kanda. *hasn't watched D.Gray Man*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;End of pointless fandom rant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 hours to Katou turning 22 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-116011472124469923?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/116011472124469923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=116011472124469923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/116011472124469923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/116011472124469923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/10/okay-fine-so-geography-was-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115996281951453828</id><published>2006-10-04T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T04:53:39.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay quick update. Basically, History sucked, and so did Language Arts and Chinese and Geography is so going to suck tomorrow and so will Math and then Science will definitely suck. Joy to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Chinese zuowen today, I named one of my characters "建良". *bricked* &lt;s&gt;Digimon rules okay.&lt;/s&gt; I was going to name another one "真守" but I didn't in the end. Next time I shall use Shio's kanji name :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pointless manga rant:&lt;br /&gt;Sucks to Popular. I didn't realise that the Kingdom Hearts 2 I bought today at the school's popular had a bent cover RAWR damn pissifying. I mean the edges are folded and you can see the fold lines! Grrr. Fairy Cube #3 is love &lt;3 I love Kaori Yuki, though she wrote "It had crossed my mind to have an unhappy ending (like Ian and Rin sacrificing themselves to become the enchantment to seal the Demon's Door), but it makes me uncomfortable to end it like that even though I kind of liked it." -_- Who cares, Kaori Yuki still rules :D&lt;br /&gt;I need to go and finish buying Loki and then Loki Ragnarok and Tsubasa #4 to #12 homg *dies* And I have yet to get my sakura Prince of Tennis bromides! *look of horror* I need money T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sakuraaai T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115996281951453828?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115996281951453828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115996281951453828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115996281951453828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115996281951453828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/10/okay-quick-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115977205755789697</id><published>2006-10-02T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T23:54:17.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay I probably won't be here at 11pm. Sooooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to Zukkii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Pretend it's 11pm now &gt;.&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115977205755789697?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115977205755789697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115977205755789697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115977205755789697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115977205755789697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/10/okay-i-probably-wont-be-here-at-11pm.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115962894095466534</id><published>2006-09-30T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T08:09:00.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aaaand it's happy birthday to Aiba! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 12am in Japan now. Yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115962894095466534?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115962894095466534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115962894095466534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115962894095466534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115962894095466534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/09/aaaand-its-happy-birthday-to-aiba-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115893615137310506</id><published>2006-09-22T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T00:48:29.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I koped this from my mom's blog. It's so meaningful! Kudos to whoever wrote it. ^-^ Heh I was going to translate it then I decided to be lazy and leave it in Chinese. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yeah. After reading this I thought about the end of the year when twoohtwo would be split into different classes and I felt really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;小叮当和大雄……不知走过了多少的岁月，也不知在你我的年代里穿梭了多少童年的天真，今天看到这“完结篇”（真的是个结局么？也许需要你我帮忙继续那童真般的美丽……）&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;某天，大雄如往常般，忘了做作业，在学校被老师骂，也如往常般被技安、阿福他们欺负。未来的老婆静宜也答应要先嫁给别人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;总之，对大雄来讲，生活就是一连串类似事件的反覆。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;今天跟昨天没什么两样。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;唯一的变化是，小叮当突然变成植物机器。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;不论大雄怎么踢、打、骂，小叮当都没有反应。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;大雄不知道小叮当到底发生什么事，只伤心得哭了整晚。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;可是，无论大雄再伤心透顶，小叮当只是闻而不动地坐柱子前。大雄伸手到口袋内试试，但口袋也毫无任何动静。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;然后，大雄想起抽屉里的时间飞行器，就穿着睡衣飞到22世纪去找小叮当的妹妹小叮铃。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;小叮铃还没完全听完说明，就被大雄催着坐上飞行机飞回20世纪。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;小叮铃一看哥哥动也不动，马上知道是电池用完了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;正想换电池时，小叮铃想齐一个非常重大的事……没有备用电源！大雄不懂其中意思，只在一旁催。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;小叮铃只好问：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;你愿意让哥哥跟你的回忆都消失吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;原来旧型的猫机器人的耳朵里，装有备用电源，以便充电时能保持至今为止的记忆。可是……小叮当没有耳朵！（这是众所周知的吧。）&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;大雄终于理解了事情的困难。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;种种回忆在大雄的脑海里奔腾……大雄跟小叮当曾飞到过去、未来，也曾到恐龙世界，海底世界，更在宇宙打过仗……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;小叮铃拼命解释给大雄听:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;若要装新电池，小叮当醒来时会失去一切与大雄曾有过的回忆。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;若保持现状，记忆不会消失。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;结果，大雄选择保持现状。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;此时，大雄还是小学六年级。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;十数年后……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;从海外归国的大雄，已成长为英俊迷人的青年，并就职于某甲尖端科技企业。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;他身边的新娘，正是宜静。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;当年，小叮铃回到22世纪后，大雄只跟身边的人们说：小叮当回到未来的世界去了。时日一久，就没人再提起小叮当的事了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;不过，小叮当其实一直被保管再大雄家的壁橱里。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;大雄为了修好小叮当，拼命用功读书，然后国中、高中、大学成绩逐年升腾。最后大学留学。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;现在，大雄身在他自己的研究室中。                     他叫来平日严禁其出入研究室的妻子宜静。对她说：你看好，我要按开关了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;说完，大雄颊上情不自禁流下两串泪珠。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;他，就是为了这一刻，苦学十几年……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;为了这一刻，从一个老是忘记做作业、成绩从倒数起算比较快的笨学生，爬到今天的地位……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;开关按下后，久久一阵静寂，静寂……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;然后，小叮当开口了：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;“大雄，我等你很久了。”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/kiykiyy/xiaodingdang.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 有一种朋友，跟他在一起的时候，心里完全没有负担，&lt;br /&gt;                  不需要刻意地讨好他；无论何时都觉得很自在。&lt;br /&gt;                  不在一起的时候，你知道他没忘了你，他关心着你；&lt;br /&gt;                  他不见得天天与你见面或通电话，&lt;br /&gt;                  但你知道你们的友谊不会有什么变化，&lt;br /&gt;                  为什么呢？因为只要你有了为难的事，他永远在那儿，&lt;br /&gt;                  在一个令你放心的位置、不变的位置，等着你。&lt;br /&gt;                  甚至不需要开口，你已经嗅到了某些端端倪，主动把温暖的手伸过来！&lt;br /&gt;                  他用一颗诚心与你交往。&lt;br /&gt;                  能结为朋友，你便拥有一项珍贵的宝物。&lt;br /&gt;                  不管是分离的云淡风轻也好，相聚时的风云际会也罢；拥有这样的朋友，你会感到很温暖。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;http://www.iniky.com/love/love157.htm This is the link if I'm not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit01&lt;br /&gt;O: I just realised the chinese words can't be viewed on internet? I can see it on Mozilla Firefox though -_-&lt;br /&gt;/edit 01&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/17713639-115893615137310506?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115893615137310506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115893615137310506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115893615137310506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115893615137310506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-koped-this-from-my-moms-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115884372624858376</id><published>2006-09-21T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T06:03:27.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Four days to the 3 days of home study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yay I can wake up late. ^-^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so sad to think that we don't have much time together as a class left. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Yi Yan and I did our work on the cement wall at the sidegate. :D The mozzies were irritating. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a aiotarget="true" aiotitle="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 318px; height: 237px;" src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/kiykiyy/18-09-06_0959.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken on Monday with Hui Ying's handphone camera ^-^ Me and my super baggy PE t-shirt &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my deviantART is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so dying&lt;/span&gt; D: I'm screwed I have 276 deviations + 84 messages to view and then comment/reply. I am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; dead. And then I have to submit. Gah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115884372624858376?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115884372624858376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115884372624858376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115884372624858376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115884372624858376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/09/four-days-to-3-days-of-home-study.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115859039096057101</id><published>2006-09-18T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T07:44:22.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And so I wore the XL PE shirt Zhee bought for me today. Everyone was saying that with the overly large PE shirt I look even thinner -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, first lesson of the day was drama. *dies* I totally freaked when Gary Tang showed us our performance uggghh. For the 9021789430240289112080231 time, I &lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/compaq/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt; shall say this. We are screwed. *dies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well PE was fun. Very :D We went to the fitness station :D I swear, the huge cement wall is so fun to climb ^-^ Runrunrunputyourfootagainstthewallassupportthenjumpholdtightstruggle&lt;br /&gt;kickyourleguppullyourselfupclimbup and TADAAH you are at the top. Hui Ying's not online so I can't post the photos of us six on the wall yet &gt;_&lt; Let's take one more after EOYs! With a proper camera :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because of the 7430258190233958435 times I climbed the wall, I have abrasions and injuries everywhere XD I haven't felt this 'hurt' since Judo :D What with all the abrasions, injuries and blue blacks and muscle ache and stuff O: Therefore I should go climb the wall everyday! *bricked* Ahha, I look like I've been abused -_- And the blue black on my left foot is causing me to limp when I walk. Oww. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we played. Captain's ball. O: It's fun being able to jump high XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During lunch break, Jocelyn came and told me that this year's mooncake festival would be at HCI, therefore, duty is optional. But if&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/compaq/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt; we go we still wouldn't have anything to do . ALDASJFLAD;JF *KEYSMASH* I was looking forward to mooncake festival duty &gt;_&lt; Gah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115859039096057101?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115859039096057101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115859039096057101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115859039096057101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115859039096057101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/09/and-so-i-wore-xl-pe-shirt-zhee-bought.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115833003048935887</id><published>2006-09-15T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T07:20:33.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So today it was damn sad during PCCG. Boonie and Patteh started this 'thankyou friend' thing and then people were crying. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, we have letterboxes at the back of the class. I want letters! Flood my letterbox! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;16 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115833003048935887?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115833003048935887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115833003048935887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115833003048935887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115833003048935887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-today-it-was-damn-sad-during-pccg.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115798035647651889</id><published>2006-09-11T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T06:12:36.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shit shit shit shit shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homg homg homg zomg zomg zomg zomfg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA the school's apple computer screwed my 1GB thumbdrive! OMG MY MOM'S GONNA KILL AAAAAAA DIEEE!! I should've never inserted it during photo workshop!! HOMG *panics* Why did I insert it? *headdesk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And. All. My files. DIE DIE DIE AAAA I'M SCREWED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can3 le1. Si3 le1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115798035647651889?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115798035647651889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115798035647651889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115798035647651889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115798035647651889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/09/shit-shit-shit-shit-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115789855546118465</id><published>2006-09-10T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T07:29:15.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fuck. Yao qi si wo shi bu shi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already having a fever. Spare me this bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get this straight, I'm not blaming anyone, but you all could have at least tried to get hold of it earlier right?&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/17713639-115789855546118465?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115789855546118465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115789855546118465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115789855546118465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115789855546118465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/09/fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115787011650998438</id><published>2006-09-10T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T23:41:08.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dread it. Okay. Must. Stop. Being. Pessimistic. And. Whatever. *slaps face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I have tons of unfinished homework to do but I'm. Blogging. Okay off to do work, chopchop. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are my parents? I want my Lakerol T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to Lay Kit &lt;3&gt;I can't believe I ruined the card which took me an hour to make T_T I will. Redo. T^T&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115787011650998438?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115787011650998438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115787011650998438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115787011650998438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115787011650998438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115763739386372432</id><published>2006-09-09T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T20:00:32.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My broadband screwed up the day before yesterday. Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th Sept&lt;br /&gt;...And so, I found out today I wasn't supposed to wear sport shoes to school. *koff* So I broke one rule. And then I realised I wasn't wearing Nanyang socks, and that my socks couldn't be seen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at all&lt;/span&gt;. Han Jing was insisting I wasn't wearing socks. Okaaay, so I broke &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;another&lt;/span&gt; rule. Then I realised I took the wrong rubber band to tie my hair. My rubber band was white. Instead of the brown one which I normally use. And I broke&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;yet another school rule. Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Okay not as if using a brown rubber band everyday isn't breaking the school rule of "only black rubber bands" (&gt;_&gt;) I dropped my black one into the drain. D: but who cares, I think I have around 60 and more demerit points already. Except the school doesn't know, ehhe. Yay for breaking into classrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to eat prata, but there was no prata. So we went next door and ate chicken rice! Then Jiaqi and I finished the whole bowl of soup. And we all only had to pay 3 bucks :D Then I went Lot 1 with Yi Hui afterwards and. I. bought. a TsubasaRC artbook. Homg $27.90. Okay so it was on offer, original price was $33.90. &gt;_&gt; But it was real pretty, I couldn't resist. Even though I already have the artbooks in my computer &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So choral night was yesterday. And I reached school at eight, oh wow. The teachers were having this super early meeting and all of them were staring at me, and the big garbage can. I was trying desperately to hide my shoes. Luckily I didn't wear slippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First person to walk by was K. So he stared at me in his usual way of staring at people and said "Why so early. Remedial?! You have remedial?!" -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next waas. Ah Chiang. "Guen Yik!! Why are you here so early?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then. Gary Tang. Homg.&lt;br /&gt;"Eh eh Guen Yik what's that." I think he said my name. 'Cos I heard it o_o So I told him it was for choral night. "Ohh interesting." And then he picked up the two wooden sticks and started playing on the garbage can loudly, and then he put down sticks after a while. -.- "Where'd you get this?" and then. he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I'm looking forward to your performance."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I almost died.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're freaking screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had our Math lesson with Ah Chiang. Chill Lim Min chill! Breaaathe. Breeeaaathee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My handphone's dying on me. 18th September, come quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Actually I don't care if Gary Tang scrapes us. Just that it's unfair to Joanna and the rest, because we are the ones who screwed it up, not them. Whtever.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115763739386372432?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115763739386372432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115763739386372432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115763739386372432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115763739386372432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-broadband-screwed-up-day-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115754956810069221</id><published>2006-09-06T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T06:32:48.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>05/09, rest in peace, KZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I conclude life is really unfair. I mean, he deserves another chance in life, doesn't he? He already won the battle, why make him lose in the end? And from this we learn a lesson, huh. If you have something to tell someone/do, don't go "it's okay I'll say it/do it tomorrow", because it might be too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bu Fan, if you're reading this, cheer up yea. Yea, it's hard to accept but it has already happened, so there's no point scolding the damn driver "fuck you" or wanting to kill him or whatever. If you need someone to talk to just sms me, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timothy, if you're reading this, chill and cheer up, heh. I know you're feeling better now so let's all hope that they will reflect after reading your email. *shrugs* Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6A class gathering today. Had fun playing table tennis the hard way (like squash haha!) with Zhao Wei and Matthew. Really took my mind off choral night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of choral night. Yes, I know what we're doing is really very, very, hard. I'm not asking for much, but really. Instead of stoning, I'd really appreciate it if you guys gave ideas and helped and stuff. I feel really fucked up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Costumes. Some of you come running to me and whining, "Guen Yiiiiiik! I can't find/get hold of a __________!!! HOOOWWWW??" You jolly well know that I can't do anything about it either, because I don't have that particular thing. Instead of running to me and whining, or waiting for someone to come to you and say, "OH I have a ____! I can lend it to you!", why not go and FUCKING ASK? Your costume, your responsibility. Yo, and those who were supposed to borrow clothes from me never came to ask me for it. Unless you found on your own. Then I have nothing to say. But if on Friday, you come to me and tell me "Guen Yik, I didn't bring my _______ because I couldn't find it.", I swear, you're in deep shit. And please, don't be so arrogant sounding, as if you're ordering someone when you need their clothes. That person can just decide not to bring for you. It's the attitude, you know. It just pisses people off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offence to the person who decided on the meeting on Friday to get everything done, but I have a feeling it's not gonna work out. If it does, I thank you. If it doesn't, I will go head something solid. And I'll probably realise that I shouldn't have assured myself that it will work out on Friday. You know, I already feel like getting scraped. But I can't bear to see us being scraped. We chose to do this, we follow through. Ugh, sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I need to go someplace, sit down, and think everything through. Hope I can sleep tonight. Couldn't sleep at all yesterday after Hansen told me the news.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115754956810069221?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115754956810069221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115754956810069221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115754956810069221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115754956810069221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/09/0509-rest-in-peace-kz.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115746643526498138</id><published>2006-09-05T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T07:33:56.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was going to post pictures but now I don't have the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAH WHYYYYY. I swear, life is damn unfair. D':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115746643526498138?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115746643526498138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115746643526498138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115746643526498138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115746643526498138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-was-going-to-post-pictures-but-now-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115746438533563932</id><published>2006-09-05T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T06:53:05.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay so his name is Wei Liang or something not William. I MUST BE DEAF. Wait I just read Shu Mei's blog and she said. "William Wong Wei Liang." Okay whatever. He should be called "William Wong Wei Wen" or something. Just all 'W's. SO CUTE ALL 'W' haha! Anyway yesterday night, the aperture f stops were like. 'Ringing' in my head. As in like repeating in my head. So it was like 1.4... 2... 2.4... 4... 5.6... and on and then it went to shutter speed, ISO and then back to aperture f stops, then shutter speed, ISO and over and over again. I woke up this morning with a bad headache, and wow, I walked into the door of my bedroom AGAIN. Just like yesterday. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was real fun. We started with a Q &amp; A session and then the reviewing of photos we took yesterday. Okay so when we were viewing SOME PEOPLE'S photos- wait I shall just call her Ms. A like Shu Mei- weird captions popped into my head the instant I saw them and well, I said them out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yeah so it started with a superly overexposed photo and Mr. Wong blurted out "MAN IN HEAVEN!" so we all laughed. And so began the photo story of Romeo and Juliet and heaven. So there were captions like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In modern Romeo and Juliet, instead of stabbing herself, Juliet suicides using a swing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pining for her Romeo in the toilet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"GOD IS DESCENDING O:" &lt;-- I love this one. When I saw that photo my mind screamed to me "GOD IS DESCENDING!!!!" Then my mind told me "this reminds me of Mikami. When he was holding the Death Note up to the sky." (wait was it Mikami. yes right o_o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cross over the border and you will reach hell. Therefore, the danger sign." That danger sign was super overexposed and beyond that was very dark, and thus, my mind came to the conclusion that we were in heaven and if you crossed that border you will land in hell. That's why they put a 'danger' sign to warn you of the consequences O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I think my brain wasn't functioning on normal mode. It was on crack mode. But Mr. Wong contributed too okay. Like the toilet thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay sorry. BUT THEIR PHOTOS WERE SO FUNNY IT WAS SO EASY TO CAPTION INTO A DRAMA SERIAL LAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so at the end of the day I was telling Yi Hui "Too overexposed is heaven, too underexposed is hell, just right is Earth, and playing with the whitebalance will lead you to another dimension!" Whoohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after the photo review we went to Botanical Gardens. But before that we went to this Food Haven near Botanical Gardens. BLOODY HELL food haven food haven food haven my foot. The bloody chicken rice's chicken was bloody. Gross shit. And I was lugging two 7Ds and one 5D from school to Food Haven to Botanical Gardens. (o_o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall post photos later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. We went back and reviewed our photos and Mrs Tan had to call us first. And why did everyone laugh at everything I said? ;_; Not funny, I was hurt. *bricked* okay kidding. Yeah and fine I picked up a real pen instead of the mouse pen thing and attempted to prod the screen with the real pen. Fine I'm stupid -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful Ms. A kept laughing and laughing and laughing and laughing and we were commenting REALLY loudly with Mr. Wong behind us that it was really really cold. XD Okay we weren't being mean. It was the truth. Yeah so when she was going home she still kept laughing and stood there and laughed and laughed and laughed and Mrs Tan just went "go home go home" and we all applauded loudly. I wanted to give a standing ovation but didn't in the end.&lt;br /&gt;When Ms. A finally stepped out of the room, Jessie did this ke tou thing that meant "thank you for leaving" and I thought she was ke tou-ing to her and I was like "JESSIE ARE YOU KE TOU-ING TO HER" I was so &lt;s&gt;shocked&lt;/s&gt; flabbergasted (HAHA SHUMEI I, unlike you, do not have a limited vocabulary.) But I found out in the end what she meant. And so I clapped my hands and gave my thanks. (those baibai kind of thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we get Mr. Wong the next time we get another photo workshop like this. I love his laughter. No that wasn't sacarsm, I really love his laughter. He can talk in his normal voice and suddenly when he laughs he goes 2 notes (according to Yi Hui but I think he can go even higher eh.) higher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115746438533563932?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115746438533563932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115746438533563932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115746438533563932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115746438533563932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/09/okay-so-his-name-is-wei-liang-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115737336653242596</id><published>2006-09-04T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T05:37:53.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>... Getting stabbed by a stingray isn't exactly the nicest way to die. |:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, photo workshop today was very fun. ^-^ That William guy (was that his name? Think so.) has such such GHEI LAUGHTER. And then he laughed at himself a couple of times and then the room was silent because it wasn't funny. IT WAS SO COLD. -_- But he's so funny! ^-^ And the first thing I noticed about him was his super large drooopy eyebags. O__O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Botanical Gardens tomorrow! Whoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And off to memorise f stops and light stops and whatnot. Agh I'm super slow at the calculations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the BULB function &lt;3 It's too cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;When I can finally get a SLR, I'm so doing a KIRA one.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115737336653242596?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115737336653242596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115737336653242596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115737336653242596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115737336653242596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115728498037334182</id><published>2006-09-03T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T05:03:00.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOMG my hair isn't curling at the back anymore. OHHO. *rejoices* *bricked* &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The President's Star Charity thing is. Noisy. But I'll go and watch later anyway. And my neighbour has this gigantic television! I think it's a plasma TV. My sister started staring in so I went to stare as well and my jaw dropped. Okay literally but ZOMG it is SO. SO. BIG. O___________O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo workshop tomorrow. Hope I don't fall asleep. What time is the break? I can't remember. *checks* Okay 1230pm to 130pm. Must remember to bring the can of coffee I bought just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT WHERE'S MY LAKEROL WHO TOOK MY LAKEROL AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA WHERE ARE YOU LAKEROL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115728498037334182?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115728498037334182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115728498037334182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115728498037334182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115728498037334182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/09/homg-my-hair-isnt-curling-at-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115726469041416453</id><published>2006-09-03T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T23:24:51.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RAAAAAWWRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Fine. Fine. I won't go to the 6A class gathering if me going will kill them. FINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;As if I can do anything about it anyway.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I think so. Because I was born for study and study alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's my UVERworld music. I need to cheer up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115726469041416453?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115726469041416453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115726469041416453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115726469041416453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115726469041416453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/09/raaaaawwrr.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115726350291849545</id><published>2006-09-03T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T23:32:32.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why are the mozzies aiming for my face? RAWR IRRITATING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a aiotarget="true" aiotitle="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 360px; height: 269px;" src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/kiykiyy/DSCN4500.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adore this thing Luk Wern sewed for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115726350291849545?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115726350291849545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115726350291849545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115726350291849545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115726350291849545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/09/why-are-mozzies-aiming-for-my-face.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115720650662687256</id><published>2006-09-02T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T07:15:08.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stupid retired Bob the Builder. Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just realised what the BP joke Lay Kit was telling Sheryl and I on Thursday might have really meant. Oh my goodness I am lag. x_X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115720650662687256?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115720650662687256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115720650662687256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115720650662687256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115720650662687256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/09/stupid-retired-bob-builder.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115711849413088380</id><published>2006-09-01T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T06:56:30.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So today we met up at Tiong Bahru MRT in the morning to do our rhythm. Didn't get anything done, to tell the truth. I was thinking of improvisation on the spot. =X Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So afterwards, Wai Yee, Zeemein, Xin Yan and I went around for band tee shopping and stuff. So first off, we went to uh, Heeren! HMV. To look for band tees. Bloody hell, $34.95 for one $50 for two. So we left Heeren and went to Cine for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to Yoshinoya. YOSHINOYA IS DANGEROUS XDDD Well, I was sitting opposite Zeemein, on Wai Yee's right and on Xin Yan's left. So Wai Yee, Zeemein and I went to buy our food first and then Xin Yan went afterwards. So when Xin Yan came back, she put down the tray and as she was sitting down, she hit the tray and the miso soup went flying. Okay, not flying but it spilled all over the tray and a bit on her. Luckily I dodged quickly and I didn't kena the miso. Then we got the person to clean up for us. Then after a few minutes, Wai Yee suddenly accidentally hit her tray and her food went flying. It landed on the ground and everything flew up and splatted everywhere on the ground. LUCKILY, I dodged quickly as well and I didn't kena the food. -__- so Zeemein and I were super freaked and I started drinking my miso quickly in case something happened. I quote Zee "Yoshinoya has never been so dangerous." So we got the lady to clean up for us again. And we were super embarrassed. &gt;_&gt; I bet she thought we did it on purpose. Fortunately, Zeemein and I finished our lunch safely. (^-^;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So! We went to uh, Far East next. And we walked there. From Cine. While walking we saw a "Hilton @ Singapore" hotel we were commenting that when she dies, we'll be grown up and I said I'll burn her yellow ribbons and green ribbons and blue ribbons and red ribbons (^-^) And there were these people trying to get other people to donate for the yellow ribbon thing. And one of them came up to us and pleaded for us to donate and she was like "each person 50cents!" so we donated to get the people off our backs. Then Zeemein was commenting that we should hold up the ribbon to show that we donated. And I was saying we should paste it on one of our heads or clip it to a hair clip or just pin it onto my rubber band. So when they come you WHIP your hair into their faces and say "YELLOW RIBBON." THEN. Zee started being stupid XD Zee was saying when we see one of them coming we should go "IS THIS YELLOW?" XD and then I don't know what sparked off this stupid chain. We took turns to say each line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is this yellow?"&lt;br /&gt;"I think so eh."&lt;br /&gt;"Really ah."&lt;br /&gt;"Should be la."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay lor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the lesser-than-five-word answers were slowly added in. XD Then afterwards it became.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is this yellow?"&lt;br /&gt;"I think so eh."&lt;br /&gt;"Really ah."&lt;br /&gt;"Should be la."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay lor."&lt;br /&gt;"I think it's blue."&lt;br /&gt;"Really ah."&lt;br /&gt;"Should be la."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay lor."&lt;br /&gt;"Are you colourblind?"&lt;br /&gt;"I think so eh."&lt;br /&gt;"Really ah."&lt;br /&gt;"Should be la."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay lor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something like that I think XD it cracked me up a lot. Then afterwards it was shortened to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is this yellow?"&lt;br /&gt;"I think so eh."&lt;br /&gt;"Really ah."&lt;br /&gt;"Should be la."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay lor."&lt;br /&gt;"Is this a ribbon?"&lt;br /&gt;"I think so eh."&lt;br /&gt;"Really ah."&lt;br /&gt;"Should be la."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay lor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD So we Zee, Wai Yee and I were saying that we should say that whole chunk of lines when some yellow ribbon person comes to us, if not we walk into their path and say it XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so we were being stupid. Xin Yan was being dao all the time (o_o) Then we went into Far East. And continued being stupid. Zee started it XD Zeemein started saying "When I grow up, I want to..." in those kiddy cute voice. I can't remember what she said. Then I said "When I grow up, I want to be a garbage collector!" Then Zee said "When I grow up, I want to be the president of the yellow ribbon society!" And we all burst out laughing. Then I said "When I grow up, I want to be a toilet cleaner!" and Wai Yee said something like "When I grow up, I want to employ toilet cleaners!" Then I said "When I grow up, I want to be an employee of Wai Yee's toilet cleaning agency!" So we were being stupid again and saying all the rubbish stuff while walking around Far East. But we couldn't find the band tee shop. Zeemein was asking where Penninsula Plaza was and I thought I remembered seeing it somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then we decided to go EXCELSIOR SHOPPING CENTRE (I love that place) because I remembered a band tee shop there. So we crossed the road and took a super crowded 174 and went to Excelsior. While walking there I realised Penninsula Plaza was the place beside Excelsior shopping centre. Okay, more like linked to Excelsior. And that the place which I loved was Penninsula, not Excelsior because I kept thinking that place was Excelsior when it was Penninsula. So I've been walking through Penninsula Plaza every Thursday, all this while, thinking it was part of Excelsior. -_- Zeemein and Wai Yee were commenting that the place rocked :D and the guitars were love. Wai Yee was complaining I was torturing her by letting her see all the guitars. :D Zee was saying she should follow me to Excelsior every Thursday and she had to drag her sister there someday :D But really, that place rocks :D Then afterwards we went into Penninsula to look for the band tee shop. I think it was the one that I always passed by on my way into Excelsior but it was closed today ): So, because there was a lot to walk Zee was saying we should split up. So Zee said she'll go right, Wai Yee said she'll go left, and I said I'll walk straight into the glass window of the shop. But we didn't -_- So we walked and walked and walked and walked and walked until my legs almost died and then after walking the whole place we still coudn't find the freakin' shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to go to Bugis. o_o Went to City Hall mrt and then we took a train to Bugis. So we went to Bugis Junction and walked around but we still couldn't find what we wanted. So we went to Bugis Street. And. WE FOUND THE STRIPED SOCKS! Whooo now we can make 'em into arm warmers for choral night. Then after walking around for a while we went back to the shop near the entrance to stare at the band tees there. Zee bought her beloved MCR band tee and I bought a shirt with "Parental advisory explicit lyrics" splashed on the front and back of the t-shirt :D 10 bucks well spent, huh. It's such a cute shirt. I think it's oversized for me ._. So we were looking for a Greenley Estates band tee. But there wasn't any in sight so we decided we might print one for Luk Wern's birthday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were very tired so we walked back to Bugis Junction and there was this horrible big costumed thing and I wanted to kick it. Zee said that if I did it'll turn in circles o_o I really wanted to try because well, we weren't in school uniform. Which means you can do stupid things like the yellow ribbon thing without disgracing your school. XD but anyway we went to Starbucks but it was fuuulll ): And we wanted air-con. So we went to Mos Burger instead. THEY CHEAT MY FEELINGS. $1.70 for such a small bottle of water! And $2.30 for such a small packet of a so called "large" fries. RAAWRR. But I was so thirsty I bought the water. Zee and Wai Yee took out their socks and started wearing it on their hands -_- Puppets, huh. Ping Hui's speech! :D Anyway, Zee was wth-ed that the fries were so small when it was LARGED SIZE that she started tearing up the fries packet into strips and left everything on the tray. &lt;s&gt;I took the ketchup packet and started smearing at the side of the tray to make things difficult for them because they cheat my feelings and eat my money. Then Zee said I should do it at the side so when they hold the tray to clear the table they'll kena ketchup. So I tried to squeeze out some more ketchup and YAY there still was a bit left and I smeared it on the side and used the ketchup packet to cover it up. So when they pick up the tray they'll push the packet aside and it'll be too late they will get ketchup on their hands. HAHA.&lt;/s&gt; I bet if Zhee was there Zhee would scold. ._. Then we ran. In case we were caught. Heh. We should go out more often heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have the right to have what you want, exactly when you want it. Because on the menu of life, you are "Today's Special". And tomorrow's. And the day after that. And... well. you get the drift. Yes that's right. We may be the king, but you my friend, are the almighty ruler.&lt;br /&gt;EST 1954"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Burger King is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; On the MRT on the way home we were saying "When we grow up, we want to be assassins!" It started with Wai Yee saying "When I grow up, I want to be a murderer!" Whatever. Ahhaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115711849413088380?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115711849413088380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115711849413088380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115711849413088380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115711849413088380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-today-we-met-up-at-tiong-bahru-mrt.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115695108522348329</id><published>2006-08-31T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T05:40:24.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Meeh, I'm really tired now. Slept at 130am this morning and then woke up at 530am. Whooo. 4 hours of sleep. Anyway yesterday went to Jurong Point and Jia Da came later and we walked around and stuff and I watched him eat dinner with a hungry stomach &gt;__&lt; Keep. Poking. Me. MEH! T^T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So afterwards while I was walking home it was raining and I got wet. And I was wearing school uniform &gt;__&gt; So this nice lady, seeing me wet stopped walking suddenly and turned and asked me if we wanted to share the umbrella! &gt;_&lt;&gt;__&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was rushing the teachers' day powerpoint and then I still had bloody CME and the science worksheets to do therefore I slept very late. Teachers' day in Nanyang was fun, but not as fun as last year. The classroom was totally dark and it seemed so gloomy! Well probably because of the viewing of the powerpoint they switched off the lights but no one switched it on again. I still remember we played musical chairs last year and I really went wild playing the music last year ._. it was really fun last year. This year, however was different, huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last performance together as a class. It was like "Now presenting to you, two oh two!" and then the curtains opened and then we did our thing and then bowed and it was over in a flash. ): So we went up to third level to watch afterwards. HOMG THE LOCAL DELIGHT UNCLE AND AUNTIE DANCING! When the emcee first said "have you ever wondered the sweet life of the local delight uncle...?" then she said something else and couldn't finish her sentence because everyone went crazy and started screaming and catcalling. Same goes to us &gt;_&gt; so it was like when the both of them came out everyone started screaming and catcalling and then everyone was clapping non-stop to the beat of the music just like we were as well! It was damn cute! :D then after they ended everyone applauded super loudly and catcalled and stuff and then they peformed another piece. Changed super fast too! :D Next time we go to the local delight stall we can tell the uncle "UNCLE NI HAO KU!" *bricked*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway changed hurriedly later on and then rushed back to JPS. I tell you that shortie is an asshole. Go into primary school also must sign in. Write name and handphone number. Oh whatever. Then they put this stamp on your hand. With a lot of ink. INK POISIONING. They want to poison us so we will die and then next year we can't go back right. *rolls eyes* So Lay Kit and Sheryl and I went in and went back out and walked around aimlessly for a while and then we went to the bus stop to stone for quite a while before walking back again. Then finally the teachers came out and we could give the presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was supposed to leave by 230 and then we couldn't walk around at all, couldn't even go to the canteen and could only stay in the concourse area which was damn small. Then the teachers would come down. -_- Whoo we all love the short little lady in Cheongsam. &lt;s&gt;I SWEAR SHE'S A BEANSPROUT. She's a shrimp. She's so tiny we can step on her and squish her. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we left after a while and I managed to convince Lay Kit and Sheryl to go to Jurong Point for lunch whooo. Went there for lunch then we sat and told jokes and talked for a very long time o(^-^)o Then afterwards we decided to go to the library and we plopped down on the red chairs at the ground level and continued talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He can protect you meh." We were talking at McDonald's and Sheryl was saying that Lay Kit's brother can't protect Lay Kit. Even though brothers are supposed to be protective -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ehh, where's your adam's apple?" Sheryl was being stupid at the library and she said that she asked her classmates that -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Sheryl wrote us cards! &gt;_&lt;&gt;_&gt; Must. remember to get something for the both of them during our sleepover in November. So yeah parted at the library and Sheryl and Lay Kit walked to the interchange while I walked home and. Went for a nap. I slept for around 2 hours straight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can wash the friggin' stamp off my hand. It's so gross. It's like ths circle with a blotch in the centre. Like we're MARKED. Oho, we're a secret cult group.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115695108522348329?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115695108522348329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115695108522348329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115695108522348329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115695108522348329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/08/meeh-im-really-tired-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115677074740868616</id><published>2006-08-28T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T06:12:41.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night  we're screwed for choral night we're screwed for choral night we're &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt; screwed for choral night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFJKLDASHF;ASLJFDH;SATHFLASJA;LK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quote "life is screwed just so you know". I concur. *dies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Gary Tang announced to us that we'll have to perform on TERM 4 WEEK 1. &lt;s&gt;What the fuck.&lt;/s&gt; WHY! I mean the second half if on term 4 week 2! Then he was saying if they think we're not good enough we'll be scraped. Oh my god nooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THIS WEEK IS WEEK 10 ALREADY AAAAAAAAAH DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE! So, I arranged with my group to meet up this Friday, teachers' day, and we'll go to a carpark and get everything done. I PRAY OH MAN. We are so fucking screwed AAAH! Then we were supposed to have a full run through next Friday, BUT DURING MATH AH CHIANG CAME IN AND TOLD US WE WILL BE HAVING MATH LESSONS AAAH. I just went "oh fuck." Next to Zhee (-_-) Luckily neither Zhee nor Pei Ying heard me or I'll be dead by now. So after realising my mistake I started cussing under my breath. AJDF;AFHJDSLKAFA;DSLFKSAFAL! And I just realised I cussed a lot today in class without realising it. Even during IT when we were in the computer lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally don't know what to do anymore. Even the holidays aren't holidays. There's that stupid mass History lecture on Monday, which I'll be attending and then going straight for the photo workshop and therefore, I'll miss the Science lesson. I'M SCREWED. I cannot afford to miss Science anymore. DIEDIEDIEDIEDIE. Tuesday there's photo workshop, oh wow. Wednesday's my only free day, which will probably be spent doing work all day. Unless there's class gathering. Which I'll probably end up sulking and worried about choral night the whole day, and then I won't be able to enjoy it AJFKL:DSA. Thursday and Friday there's Math lessons. AND THEN CHORAL NIGHT AADFL;DASJGA;D. Saturday I'll probably spend doing work, Sunday I have tuition, then I'll do work again, and.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday will be TERM 4 WEEK 1 = PERFORMING CLASS PLAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMYFUCKINGODAAAAAAAAAAAAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO EVEN REVISE AND WE STILL HAVE THE DAMN 'AN INCIDENT' UNSEEN PROSE PRACTICE GROSS SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh. This is sickening. Very sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-really-don't-know-what-to-do-about-fucking-choral-night-anymore. I'm really very worried about choral night. Dammit. And bloody hell, I don't know what to do about the oil drum/s. I pray that Christabel can get it. And get it to school. If she can't, I'll just. Go bang my head against the wall. *headdesk* I guess we'll just have to do our best and then pray that everything will turn out well. *headdesk over and over again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my dear sec1s, I'm really sorry if I don't seem to be of much help when it comes to the &lt;s&gt;damn&lt;/s&gt; noticeboard. There just seems to be so much to do I feel like bursting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nei ge nei ge Han Jing."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115677074740868616?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115677074740868616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115677074740868616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115677074740868616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115677074740868616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/08/were-screwed-for-choral-night-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115666766782799012</id><published>2006-08-27T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T01:34:27.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Pluto oh Pluto! Wherefore art thou Pluto?" Yuan Han is -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a bad headache now. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan't type much, I'll post photos tomorrow &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy birthday to Wai Yee &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115666766782799012?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115666766782799012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115666766782799012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115666766782799012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115666766782799012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/08/pluto-oh-pluto-wherefore-art-thou.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115651063063576785</id><published>2006-08-25T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T07:11:48.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Meeeeh I was dying during classes today. Because. My throat was irritating me horribly. I kept coughing, my throat felt horrible, my nose was stuck and leaking and whatever. Then I was having a throbbing headache and I felt superly tired, I don't know why. Was falling asleep &gt;_&lt;&gt;_&lt; then when I reached home I went to the couch and just fell asleep for 2 whole hours -_- Okay maybe lesser than that considering I was coughing half the time before I could fall asleep without coughing. Meh. I'm still coughing now (o_o) and I feel like vomiting RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I quote Mr. Kuo "'Oh.' 'Oh.'  OPQRS ah."&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;"Look, I'm trying not to be a mean old man -- even though I am."&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visiting Claire tomorrow. Hope I don't die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit01&lt;br /&gt;Mom's coming back soon. MUST. LOOK. HEALTHY. *slaps face* Don't look sloppish and weary! *slaps face* LOOK ALIVE AND KICING! *slaps face* Musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough  musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough  musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough  musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough musn't cough. Yi lu chu ma jiao jiu si le! I shall go guan shui. &lt;3. So far I've drank 2700++ ml of water today WHOOO &lt;3. Still drinking. Another 500ml! &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;/edit01&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115651063063576785?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115651063063576785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115651063063576785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115651063063576785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115651063063576785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/08/meeeeh-i-was-dying-during-classes.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115642232850042708</id><published>2006-08-24T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T05:25:57.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MEH today was my last drum lesson. Well not so much of last, but until my EOYs are over (-_-#) So! Because I wouldn't be going next week, I bought Mr. &lt;s&gt;Boatman&lt;/s&gt; Mark a stuffed toy! That green tea dog. Too bad my camera's battery went flat when I was trying to take a photo of it. Cost me a bloody $12.90 (o_o) Anyway, when I walked into the shop holding the stuffed toy Nigel was like "zhe me ke ai de dong xi song gei wo ah?" Or something like that (-_-) Meh I'm going to miss having lessons. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so we went to the hospital to visit Claire yesterday. And we ended up popping into her ward xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid us took a 157 without realising we would stop at coro. (-_-) So we bought a very pretty sunflower and then we went to choose fruits! We were going to buy a watermelon at first but Hui Ying suddenly said it stank and then so we decided to buy pears instead (^-^) Then we crossed the overhead bridge again and. Met Hui Qing. So I went "HIIII!!!" and then this BALD GUY in front of me thought I was saying 'hi' to HIM. So he "OH HIIII!" backed at me in this super enthusiastic voice and then I was like "EIII?" Then he realised I was waving to Hui Qing and he was like "OH you not saying hi to me ah." AND THEN. When Hui Ying finally realised what had happened she started laughing non-stop and laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed until she had to SIT on the stairs of the overhead bridge and still, she couldn't stop laughing. Then Jiaqi was like "THAT GUY SO CUTE THAT GUY SO CUTE" and I was "wtf. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway at the bus stop we stoned for a very long time until the next 157 came. So, we took the bus to McRitchie and then got off and then walked to the hospital and realised we were at the WRONG HOSPITAL AAAH ZEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE *shoots* RAWR. So the kind nurse whom we asked directions from directed us to a bus stop and told us what buses we could take to Thomson Medical. (-_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So afterwards we finally reached Thomson Medical and went up to the 4th floor and went to Claire's ward. Mwaha. We still went in in the end even though Claire said it's airborne. Wo men bu pa si okay! *bricked* *koff* So we knocked on the door and her father was there as well and then we started chatting and stuff and I gave her her math paper and whatnot and the letters and then afterwards her father went to Delifrance to buy us food to eat and some drinks and then when he left Hui Ying went to take the food immediately (-_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we chatted and chatted and Claire had this needle thing stuck into her left hand's vein for direct flow of antibiotics. Hui Ying kept commenting that Thomson Medical was better than Changi, how posh Thomson Medical was, and why Claire got to stay in a hospital and that it's so cool and that it's very cool to stay in a hospital and that she wanted to stay in a hospital as well and blah. (-_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiaqi and I started playing on the bed next to Claire's. THE BED'S DAMN COOL! So we both sat on the bed and I reached for the remote and started pressing the buttons YAY. I wanted to see how high the bed could go but in the end I made it so high already that I didn't dare continue pressing. But it could still go up! o(^-^)o so cool. Then Jiaqi and I tried to see how much the bed can fold and folded up the top part then the bottom part fold until halfway and I didn't dare to continue pressing for fear I would spoil the thing because I was really playing with the remote. Like making the bed go up down up down fold the top fold the bottom unfold both up down up down up down up down up down up down o(^-^)o Then after having fun with the bed we had fun with the TV. HAHA even the TV has "Thomson" on it (O_O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fleh so we left at around. 6 (O_O) And I reached home at around 810 and by the time I had eaten and everything it was 9 already (-_-) The bus ride was bloody long. (-_-) Let's go visit Claire again on Saturday okay! In the afternoon! (^-^) In the morning Han Jing and I want to go to the library to do the math mock paper. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Now I actually have a bit of sore throat and my nose is leaking like a tap. I quote Zhee "Close the tap" XD I think the air these few days is really dusty. Because my nose is acting up horribly even in school. Wtf. I think I have fever too. (O_O) MEH if I get pneumonia and land in the hospital as well I'm going to start laughing and freak out the nurses. (-_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I say what I mean, I mean what I say!" - Tan Poh Yee.&lt;br /&gt;WOAH so true, so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The wolf was very angry, but he pretended not to be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, no!" said the little pig. "By the hair of my chinny chin chin, I will not let you come in."&lt;br /&gt;"Then I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house in," said the wolf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READERS' THEATRE! I can't believe we're representing to POLISH it up :O and I didn't see how much Heng gave us, darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance today was. (O_O) Chenlili told everyone to get a partner and then push your leg down wahaha. When I lied on my stomach my leg couldn't be pushed down very much but if I lied down on my side and my back, my leg could. Meh. Then we went on the bars and started kicking (-_-) And xia yao-ing. (-_-) Then we did the dance thing and learnt a bit of that fan dance. "Xian dai de hua zhu wu dao" I think (o_o) there was so much rolling on the ground (o_o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to go mass buying of teachers' day presents with me! I wanna share. Or I'll go broke.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone jiayou for teachers' day! (^-^)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115642232850042708?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115642232850042708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115642232850042708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115642232850042708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115642232850042708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/08/meh-today-was-my-last-drum-lesson.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115625180849591790</id><published>2006-08-22T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T06:11:06.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PHOTOS! o(^-^)o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll just post a few -_- Photobucket's being an ass. And blogger will eat into my posts if I post too much OwO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 349px; height: 259px;" src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/kiykiyy/DSCN4312.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 349px; height: 261px;" src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/kiykiyy/DSCN4290.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're our grease and lightning!" (^-^) and scrunchie! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 347px; height: 259px;" src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/kiykiyy/DSCN4275.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The definition of messy table. But not during math. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 347px; height: 258px;" src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/kiykiyy/DSCN4274.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 347px; height: 260px;" src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/kiykiyy/DSCN4277.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even notice that the photos both had something in common in it (^-^;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I guess. Waha. Still have loads of photos but (&gt;_&lt;) photobucket uploads the photos so slowly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115625180849591790?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115625180849591790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115625180849591790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115625180849591790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115625180849591790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/08/photos-o-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115625005534574068</id><published>2006-08-22T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T05:34:15.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh noes, Claire's in hospital (&gt;_&lt;) Can we go visit her tomorrow? And let's buy flowers and fruits basket and make her nice nice cards! (&gt;__&lt;) Get well soon Claire &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was our rehearsal for teachers' day dance! (^-^) So we practised during class contact time and Heng said we had to shake our asses more (-_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEEH my skirt kept flying up! As in it's so light that when we're in the classroom, and the fan is on, that it'll actually fly up by itself, WTF. And Boonie's tights are. Tight. *bricked* I love Xin Yan's hoodie &lt;3 Everyone kept saying I looked like Elf. But female. Because I was wearing all green and then I was wearing dance shoes. Give me wings, a wand, and trim my hair a bit (DARN I need to trim my hair real badly) and I'll be Tinkerbell. (^-^) And my skirt is so friggin' short. The top layer is 15cm above my knee, and then the other layer inside is 20cm above my knee (-_-) so much for "above knee length, knee length, just below knee length" huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for doing a handstand and having your skirt flop down and cover your head (-_-) I love the blue scrunchie &lt;3 I need to go buy green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just now on the bus there were these ITE guys and they were making a big din. They were swearing like no one's business and just making a lot of noise. (-_-) My mind was going "SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTTHE&lt;s&gt;FUCK&lt;/s&gt;UP" even though music was blasting into my ears. And the Singapore Idol commercial with "Dirty Little Secret" by AAR &lt;3 played a total of 3 times while I was on the bus. (o_o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115625005534574068?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115625005534574068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115625005534574068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115625005534574068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115625005534574068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-noes-claires-in-hospital-get-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115616184459975773</id><published>2006-08-21T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T05:55:55.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Meeeh. Drama was okay today I guess. Quite fun (^-^) Finally we're getting SOMEWHERE. I love the glass cups &lt;3&gt;w&lt; size="4"&gt;"我跟你拼到底！！" -cue point racket and standing sideways- XD  I was falling asleep during chinese. &gt;.&gt; Luckily I had my lakerol to keep me awake. Yes, so I was eating in class, sue me. 'Cos I didn't have my squirt bottle anymore so I couldn't squirt water on myself to keep awake D: IT was okay. Except. I didn't get anything done because Yuan Han kept going "GUEN!!" so I kept going over to help her with flash. I conclude Yuan Han is damn lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was lunch, and I didn't eat lunch (-_-) They were having rehearsal and then when Boonie finally gave a 10minute break for us to eat our lunch, I went to do handstands (^-^;) Then during music Yuan Han was being so lame! And she started reading my palm (o_o) "Come, give me your right hand. *grabs* You got long life! You see this line *points* it's very long." (-_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after school we went to the library! And the students were like AJLSGHSDJFAHGSJD noisy (-_-#) And I finished my lakerol in the library (&gt;_&lt;) I bought it only yesterday!! T_T And afterwards Jia Da came and he kept poking me RAWWR. (&gt;_&lt;) The invisible hand, was it? Yeah right -.- And okay fine we shall sit at a proper table with a proper chairs next time. o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminder: Buy chocolates for Li Jun! :D for being my tutor for this stupid R&amp;amp;J assignment/test/whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Li Jun I'll post the damn lame song another time -_-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 01 Please don't tell me I'm coming down with a fever again! &gt;_&lt; /edit01&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115616184459975773?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115616184459975773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115616184459975773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115616184459975773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115616184459975773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/08/meeeh.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115607923236537715</id><published>2006-08-20T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T06:19:30.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Yay so Li Jun and I went to the library to do Romeo and Juliet just now. Because we couldn't concentrate at home. ALL THE FOOD AND COMPUTER AND WHATNOT. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna go there again tomorrow! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/kiykiyy/shirota.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Li Jun bought this for me! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ZOMG SHIROTA (^_^) I WANT THE TWO AIBA ONES THOUGH &gt;_&lt; ...Okay, wait, I want the whole set. I better find time to go to Sunshine Plaza before the price goes back to $6.80. Then I'll die! (&gt;_&lt;) WHO WANTS TO GO WITH ME! (&gt;_&lt;) Maybe on Wednesday or Saturday, I guess. o(^-^)o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 01 Yay Han Jing and I went crazy on Friday and did this. &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/kiykiyy/P8120634.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/kiykiyy/P8120635.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This font looks weird. Ah, heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/kiykiyy/P8120633.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I drew this for Han Jing! &lt;3 o(^-^)o during PCCG and then recess. :D  /edit01&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit02 BLOGGER YOU GROSS PIECE OF SHIT DON'T EAT INTO MY POSTS /edit02 &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/17713639-115607923236537715?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115607923236537715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115607923236537715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115607923236537715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115607923236537715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/08/were-gonna-go-there-again-tomorrow-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115600461821299917</id><published>2006-08-20T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T09:27:13.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm in no mood to do lit so here I am, blogging again. I was going through Han Jing's archives. GRR the photos -_-#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall kope images from Han Jing's blog :D o(^-^)o&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgot about this! Never got the photo from Han Jing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/kiykiyy/P5170242.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our CME books in PPG colours. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/kiykiyy/guensdesk.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget my messy table. This one's not -that- messy, though. I know it was hell when we were having math. I can't keep my table neat for nuts! &gt;_&lt; I remember this was TCIL day because I was doodling on my food box. The pink thing's a wing! Complete with shading :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 381px; height: 425px;" src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/kiykiyy/from_takumi.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;Saitoh has nice words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115600461821299917?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115600461821299917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115600461821299917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115600461821299917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115600461821299917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-in-no-mood-to-do-lit-so-here-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115599165768749630</id><published>2006-08-19T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T05:47:37.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't believe I was dragged into the neoprint shop to take neoprints with my dad and sis just now -_-#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I conclude my sister is a total pro when it comes to taking neoprints. "Must pose before you put the money in!" Nuthead. -_- And I was counting down with the machine xD "SAN, NI, ICHI!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the first thing my sister did when we reached home was rush to the computer and scan the neoprints (-_-#)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY SISTER'S AN 'ACT-CUTE'!! Oh, I feel so ashamed. xDDDD (she's a cam-whore too) HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the tempura udon at Jurong East's kopitiam sucks. &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115599165768749630?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115599165768749630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115599165768749630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115599165768749630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115599165768749630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/08/cant-believe-i-was-dragged-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115591221204350168</id><published>2006-08-19T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T20:51:08.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reminder of the things I have to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Choral night contract&lt;br /&gt;2. Lit preparation (BRICK ME)&lt;br /&gt;3. Double strokes (SHOOT ME. I hate my left hand.)&lt;br /&gt;4. Letter to Rebecca&lt;br /&gt;5. Poke Hanjing to scan in the data culumon I drew on graph paper to submit. (&gt;_&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;6. Scout for teachers' day presents, look for the Nike/Adidas bottle for Han Jing and Lichen (say hello to Jurong Point -_-)&lt;br /&gt;7. Wrap Wai Yee's present&lt;br /&gt;8. READERS' THEATRE (*shoots self*)&lt;br /&gt;9. IT flash - masking (DAHFLKS)&lt;br /&gt;10. IT DREAMWEAVER (JDLFAKHLFSDKHDASKLFA!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;11. Paint my clay&lt;br /&gt;12. Study, study, study, study, study, study, study, study, study, study, study, study, study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall update my links -_-# And stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my download for Sprout's One Love is so friggin' slow *prods download window madly* 27%. Gogogo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115591221204350168?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115591221204350168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115591221204350168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115591221204350168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115591221204350168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/08/reminder-of-things-i-have-to-do-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115590524719961783</id><published>2006-08-18T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T06:32:05.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today on 157. There was this student sitting two seats in front of me. When he boarded the bus he started shouting while going up the stairs. Then afterwards when he sat down, he started shouting randomly. He suddenly shouted then suddenly shut up then suddenly shouted and so on. (&gt;_&lt;) I was really freaked because he was only a student! I mean I've seen tons of people like this. On the MRT, at bus stops, everywhere, but they're usually adults! And he's only a student. (&gt;_&lt;) I was really freaked. And he was acting quite retardedly. *sweatdrop*  My Death Note badge broke. Damn.  Today we were discussing the costumes for Teachers' Day dance! Retro! &gt;O Let's all wear retro to our primary school. O: And I need to get teachers' day presents! (&gt;_&lt;)  Just now I was doing handstands in class. Yes I know I look toot when I tuck in my hongzi into my skirt. (-_-#) What else can I do.  Let my hongzi fall down when I do a handstand and flash right (-_-#) And so, I did handstands with my hongzi tucked in. And my skirt totally flipped downwards and covered my head (&gt;_&lt;)  Yay I trust Yuan Han. And no, I don't trust Zhee. (-_-#) Flah. I need to practise! I will end up leaning too much on Hui Ying and Hui Qing's arms (&gt;_&lt;) Cannot leaan (&gt;_&lt;) Yay for backflips. Must practise. Must practise. Must practise.  And I want to try the scorpio thing! (&gt;_&lt;) But I don't have anywhere to try it (o_o;) &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/kiykiyy/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohho, so screwed but whatever. Letter C! o(^-^)o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit test. Oh no. Gross shit! (&gt;_&lt;) And CCA today was uh, amusing? (^_^;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit01&lt;br /&gt;My mom's yelling/shouting into the phone. (&gt;_&lt;) So scary! Scolding my grandparents (&gt;_&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;/Edito01&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115590524719961783?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115590524719961783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115590524719961783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115590524719961783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115590524719961783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-on-157.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115564714850248295</id><published>2006-08-15T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T06:05:48.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And I quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt; font-family: 宋体;" lang="JA"&gt;スイッチを押すとき&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt; font-family: Tahoma;" lang="JA"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt; font-family: 宋体;" lang="JA"&gt;～君達はなぜ生きているんだ？～&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLAH. Reading and re-reading and re-reading and re-reading and thinking about Switch wo Osu Toki makes me feel damn sad. (&gt;_&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today, to cheer Lichen up we went Jurong Point and I treated her to McFlurry to cheer her up. That lame pokhead kept changing her mind. "ANDERSEN'S. Wait McFlurry." When we walked past Swensens, "SWENSENS!" Okay la, so I had enough money for Swensens but I didn't feel like going up the escalator and I wanted to buy stuff EHHE later not enough money. And we bought Wai Yee's present (^_^) and I bought Death Note #12. And when I flipped it open, of all pages, I had to flip to the page where Raito just died. So I shut the manga immediately and when I reached home, I only read the last chapter, and then it's now resting on my shelve. I refuse to read it (&gt;_&lt;) In case I start brooding again (&gt;_&lt;) I wanna buy Death Note How To Read 13!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was this phrase in the last chapter which totally cracked me up. (-_-#)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"即使月是祁拉......你还是喜欢月吧?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOHOHOHOHOHO. *bricked* (&gt;_&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115564714850248295?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115564714850248295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115564714850248295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115564714850248295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115564714850248295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/08/and-i-quote.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115537626365474465</id><published>2006-08-12T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T02:56:12.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FLAH my throbbing headache's killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And I shall start a pointless rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AJFHAKSDJKLJFAKDSAHFJA Just when I thought everything'd be over by Monday, Zeemein had to remind me we still have the damn lit test on week 9. AHGADLSKF why can't we ever get a break! I mean how many tests do they want to give us? The lit one is the THIRD language arts one already. QI SI REN AH. FLAAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tired nowadays, and I don't know why and I don't have the energy to do anything but laze around, but obviously I can't, because math test is two days away, wtf. I'm going to flunk badly no matter how much I prepare for it, I swear. *scowls* And there's drama on Monday! Oh no. &gt;_&gt; and stupid movie speech. Now I feel like re-doing because so many people seem to be doing on Pirates of the Caribbean. Maybe I'll really do on Cars. -_-#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go out and I want to watch a movie ): &gt;_&lt; I want to go to the auditiorium but I don't know when it'll be open X: I want to watch More Than Limit, Side Yamabuki backstage and Side Fudomine properly instead of listening to it while I do my work. I need to draw and submit to deviantART, as well as clear my ever-piling up messages and deviations. I wanna rewatch Kaidan but I don't dare to (who wants to watch with me I want to screencap Aiba like mad). I want to take a nap FLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I finally remembered what is coming out on the 20th of November! I think it's the DVD for Advancement Match Rokkaku feat. Hyotei Gakuen &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115537626365474465?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115537626365474465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115537626365474465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115537626365474465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115537626365474465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/08/flah-my-throbbing-headaches-killing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115504943431673168</id><published>2006-08-08T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T08:03:54.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Flah. So sorry Xin Yan for making you wait for me during cross country today. ): I have to start training my stamina back again. And I think I hurt my ankle today -_-# Stupid me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway so after the cross country we went back to JPS and then I got separated from Yu Ying in the crowd so she ended up boarding a 157 first and she had to stone at Parc Oasis's bus stop. At least we got into JPS before they shoo-ed us out (-_-#) Nevermind, Mrs Chua said they'll let us in on the 31st. (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching More Than Limit backstage just now &lt;3 Okay it's more of a "I watched More Than Limit backstage for KENN" and then I went to watch the Side Yamabuki featuring St. Ruldoph Gakuen backstage (for KENN again (^_^)) and then :O I spotted the part whereby they claimed he was shaving his legs and it actually does look like he was shaving his legs. Li Jun go spot! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I don't want to do my bloody movie speech and go memorise it and I don't want to do the bloody huo dong ji lu as well wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go do handstands now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115504943431673168?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115504943431673168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115504943431673168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115504943431673168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115504943431673168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/08/flah.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115475378828169924</id><published>2006-08-05T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T21:56:28.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>. I think I screwed up yesterday *dies* and the first screw up was the second item. -_- I shall just stare hard today to make sure the curtains are opened fully and not listen to the stage manager JUST IN CASE she tells me "go" before the curtains are even open AGAIN. Flaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights is &lt;3!&gt;_&lt;) okay I cannot screw up later (-_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec4 farewell party's coming! *hums*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want Aiba's photoset (&gt;_&lt;) I should've pre-ordered or something AGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Finally I finished my maths. Around 2 more hours to go to leave for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must not screw up I cannot screw up (&gt;_&lt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115475378828169924?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115475378828169924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115475378828169924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115475378828169924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115475378828169924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115426693439180945</id><published>2006-07-30T06:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T06:44:44.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;Today, I shall attempt to blog with as many smilies as possible. And because I'm lazy I shall just copy and paste and not slowly type out everything. &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/kiykiyy/smiley.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bricked*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;The Best Actor Series Hiroki Aiba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/kiykiyy/heart.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;[and I shall use a heart instead of &lt;3!]&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:宋体;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:宋体;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/kiykiyy/stars.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yay for stars. anyway. Tomorrow will be the first Gym Fiesta rehearsal! Can't wait o(^-^)o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Army Daze with Luk Wern and Raash yesterday (*^_^*) Well, it was really really very nicely done. o(^-^)o And Raash and I were coughing and coughing throughout the whole thing while Luk Wern was blowing her nose non-stop. I bet we really irritated people, especially me, since I kept coughing because the phlegm in my throat kept deciding to come out (&gt;_&lt;) and then whenever I laughed I would end up laughing with phlegm after the first few "ha-ha"s and then I would slowly end up coughing in place of the "ha-ha"s and then end up bending down and coughing because the coughing just wouldn't stop. (-_-#) Horrible. (-o-;) Pffft.  And the stupid More Than Limit download crashed on me 6 times. &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/kiykiyy/shocked.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'll never get around to watching KENN (T_T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh goodness blogging with smilies that have faces is so tedious. (-o-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, next week will be such a busy week. I only have Tuesday and Sunday as a free day :o And we'll be having our History test on Tuesday, Science on Thursday and Chinese on Friday. Oh god, culture sucks. And there's gym rehearsals on Monday, Wednesday and Thursday, and Friday and Saturday's the actual thing &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/kiykiyy/shocked2.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I should cancel my tuition. (-_-#) So I'll be skipping my drum lesson again oh noes how sad.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115426693439180945?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115426693439180945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115426693439180945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115426693439180945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115426693439180945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-i-shall-attempt-to-b_115426693439180945.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115390398291500450</id><published>2006-07-26T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T01:53:02.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well this week's sabbatical week . I went for Math in Motion and Personal Effectiveness. -_- Well, on Monday for Math in Motion, we learnt about symmetry in dances and rotational symmetry and stuff and we did short dance movements portraying the symmetry we learnt and blahblahblah. For personal effectiveness we learnt about personal hygiene and stuff and we did our nails -_- So now I have shiny fingers, ooooooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday, we did a short dance movement of 3 eights (I think) which we were supposed to prepare for on Monday. Then only Jia Le and I were so hardworking as to prepare on Monday -_- No one else did -_- And then we did poses and stuff XD And learnt about permutation and loci and whatever. And I don't know how the hell Ms Chooi knows/remembers my name :o For personal effectiveness we learnt basic skin care and we washed our faces -_- and they looked oh-so-much-more-radiant -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today for Math in Motion we watched some previous SYF dances and we learnt dance combinations from Ms Yeo :D It was super fun. "Abacus Dance - Jurong Primary School" this was on the SYF video :D but we didn't get to watch ._. and then for personal effectiveness first we did this aroma thing and then we massaged each other then we went to the DOJO &lt;3 in the boarding school and did some exercise stuff. And everyone was complaining that the dojo stank -_- it does not! It's a very homely smell :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sore throat is not getting any better, and my nose and ears are not getting unstuck. ADKLFJASLIRJEWO;JDSFKLANC Plus I have a horrid cough now. 8|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I shall advertise. GO FOR GYM FIESTA! o(^_^)o They're working really hard :D Maybe because I heard they haven't gotten much of the dances done :o But anyway everyone should go and support them! :D And Jiaqi's looking so worn out these few days :/ And hope Hui Ying gets well soon and all the best to the TCN-ers for their upcoming production! o(^_^)o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115390398291500450?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115390398291500450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115390398291500450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115390398291500450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115390398291500450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/07/well-this-weeks-sabbatical-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115365946101949617</id><published>2006-07-23T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T05:57:41.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well Glitters wasn't that bad after all. :/ We got to do more than reception, at least. Reception really sucked, though. -_- Super boring man. But oh-my-goodness. We walked around so much my legs were already dead by the time the actual concert started. -_- Caught quite some bit of amusing candid footage. And the backstage is like, some sort of hospital thing :o But we found our way around after a while. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, the stupid Esplanade vending machine ATE MY MONEY -_- I swear I saw Gary Tang holding a bottle of greentea from that vending machine. It hates me. ): And the worse thing is, I got caught on TAPE BANGING THE VENDING MACHINE &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115365946101949617?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115365946101949617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115365946101949617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115365946101949617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115365946101949617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/07/well-glitters-wasnt-that-bad-after-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115303480022467690</id><published>2006-07-16T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T00:26:40.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1507 rocked the house. :D Seriously, I've nothing to say about it except that it looked really professionally done and yea. It was super successful. I can't believe Xin Yan cried and Wai Yee didn't :o Wai Yee was super cool XD it was the curtain call and the emcee called out the costume group and then Wai Yee walked out coolly wearing her cap followed by other people and then the emcee said "zu zhang: liang hui yi" and Wai Yee walked forward, took off her cap, and bowed &gt;D Haha! Oho, the lights were very interesting too, especially the spotlight! :o I've only seen it one other time during JJC's talentime &gt;w&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway school's very boring nowadays. OH MY GOD there's drama tomorrow *really dies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it's not as if I don't want to do the script we have now, but it's just that, I'm seriously super unsure of whether we'll be able to do it, given the rate things are going. No one's enthusiastic about choral night anymore, and I don't know what the fuck I can do to help now. I know we're all super busy nowadays, but we seriously have a lot to do. It's really going to be hard; all the choreographing of dance moves and rhythms and stuff. If no one's fucking bringing anything for the rhythm, I'm seriously just going to have to call a meeting and assign who to bring what BY whenever.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Fine I'll do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really afraid choral night will end up screwed up, actually. So much to the point that I want to give up already. -_- But well, if I do that now, I bet I'll really regret it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is really killing me. ): Just shoot me. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't believe our duty for Glitters almost got taken away. I mean, I seriously don't mind having my video duty being taken away, since a professional will really be able to do the job 98427652785926342 times better than us. What can we do anyway? Sue the school? Obviously not. Hell, I don't even CARE if you take my duty away, really. I seriously won't come after you with a chopper or anything, because heck, I -don't care-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is, then what for did we spend so many fucking hours attending the rehearsals, taking notes, and so on? I mean, I even planned out how I would film the thing. And now, even though we still get a duty, we'll just be filming the VIPs coming and stuff. Then all the time and effort spent making sure we don't screw up big time would just go down the drain, wouldn't it? I mean yeah, true, if we really screw up we won't be doing the performers justice, but what about all of our efforts? Okay, it's not as if I'm whining or whatever, but seriously, I don't even know if I want to film the VIPs coming and stuff anymore. I'm not blaming or am angry at anyone or whatever, but there's seriously no point. Really. *mutters* Okay I shall just shut up now and keep my thoughts to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, at least I got lights duty for Jiaqi's Gym Fiesta. :D &lt;3 I shall work hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZEEMEIN! MY LAYOUT. 8D &lt;- this is so retarded looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to do yet another 800 word script and a 200 word du hou gan. -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115303480022467690?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115303480022467690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115303480022467690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115303480022467690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115303480022467690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/07/1507-rocked-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115245235825932884</id><published>2006-07-09T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T06:39:18.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man my tailbone hurts -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. :o :o someone living on the 9th floor of my block OWES LOANSHARKS MONEY :o that day when I stepped into the lift there was this big scribble done with a permanant marker saying "owe $$ pay $$" or something -_- and then the flat number as well as handphone number of the person was written there too :o then the loansharks like wu long or something they wrote the flat number wrongly at first -_- it was 09-158 I think then they changed it to 156 I think. -_- so lame. Nothing much is happening nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND RAASH YOU INFECTIOUS PERSON NOW I CAN'T STOP WATCHING GOKUSEN 2. You can practically convert me into a fangirl of anything &gt;w&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T WAIT TO HUG MY RYOMA PLUSHIE TOMORROW IN CLASS &lt;3 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And happy birthday to Lim Min &lt;3!&gt;w&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115245235825932884?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115245235825932884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115245235825932884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115245235825932884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115245235825932884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-man-my-tailbone-hurts-anyway.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115191015814664727</id><published>2006-07-03T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T00:04:09.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argh argh argh argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My download for Dream Live 3rd still has o3:32:04 to go. -_____________________- feck it. 462.1 of 843.4MB done only oh my fucking god I've been here forever. -_____________- Well then. Off to do the stupid 800 word dai4 gou1 script -_- sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yesterday we went to Zeemeint's CO concert! :D Met at coro at 5 and then realised the flower shop and Golden Rooster weren't open -___- so we went to that whatever place and they sold SUPER big packs of Combos there! &gt;w&lt;&gt;w&lt;&gt;w&lt;&gt;&lt;; And we saw the super spastic purple shirt guy from Food and Funfair on Saturday at SCH too  -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit01&lt;br /&gt;Blogger eats into my posts. Darn you, blogger. -_-&lt;br /&gt;/Edit01&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115191015814664727?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115191015814664727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115191015814664727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115191015814664727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115191015814664727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/07/argh-argh-argh-argh-my-download-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115176387768424912</id><published>2006-07-01T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T22:53:27.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay so today was the (I quote) "long-awaited funfair". :D it was superduperultrauber fun :D well my dad gave lichen a lift so we reached school at like what, 625AM? ._.; so then yeah we just stoned there for a while before some others came. Then Patteh came and we went to wash the strawberries for Hui Ying's cake! &lt;3&gt;w&lt;&gt;.&gt;) and I passed him his tix :D then YAY I managed to convince them to play the game &gt;w&lt; afterwards nothing much happened. Just hung around the games stall. Then I went to the canteen to buy the hotdog I promised Lay Kit to buy and then met Timothy with Hansen and Matthew and their friend and then Edmund -_-. Then we walked around to find a place to spend the remaining coupons -_- and you all a bit guo fen right. I GET THE MINI WATER BALLONS FOR YOU ALL then when Lynnette left YOU ALL BOMB ME RIGHT. -____-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway afterwards. The clearing up. WAH SEH it was as if dismantling the structure wasn't tiring enough, what, with all that unscrewing of the super tight nails vertically while standing on a chair, no one bothered to help clean up. They all just sat at the benches happily and chatted while the rest of us (which was only a few) worked our asses off. So in the end, I was the one who cleared almost the whole area we used which had water on it (yes it was a very large area) and using the softball-loaned thing to sweep all the water to the drain. It was super tedious and backbreaking. Oh man, my poor back. The fact that I had muscle ache from yesterday from carrying the whole structure down from the corner above the audi to the court and then running back up to carry the black box alone didn't help too. I'll so die tomorrow. Then Li Jun did the remaining little bit of the court whereby the water was super dirty because YEAH she wanted to XD;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I have a fever -_- and I have this huge cut on the side of my right third toe. Oho and hell lot of cuts on my fingers. WHY DIDN'T I BRING A PAIR OF SLIPPERS EEESH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah it was super super fun today. I really had a lot of fun. *nods happily* I'm seriously tired out. I even forgot to take my change when I bought a drink just now. -.-; But well, now that food and funfair is finally over, choral night, here we come. *faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit01&lt;br /&gt;(2nd July)&lt;br /&gt;Oho I woke up this morning with my nose leaking like a tap and my whole body was aching like mad and I didn't want to get out of bed at all. --" and my toe is hurting like shit. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CO concert later! :D go zee/zeemein/zeemeint! jiayou okay! :D we'll be waiting with flowers &lt;3 :D am I allowed to wear slippers there? because my toe hurts horribly. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: Bring cameraaaa :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Edit01&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115176387768424912?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115176387768424912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115176387768424912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115176387768424912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115176387768424912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/07/yay-so-today-was-i-quote-long-awaited.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-115107073756510090</id><published>2006-06-23T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T06:52:17.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yawn. Two more days to school reopening = two more days to FACE GARY TANG = two more days to try and make choral night seem to be progressing = TWO MORE DAYS TO THE START OF PROJECTS AND HOMEWORK AND ASSIGNMENTS PILING UP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway that day I was on the bus. and then. okay at around parc oasis there this guy got on the bus AND HE DAMN POOR THING just as he was walking past this baby the baby PUKED and the puke shot out STRAIGHT and wet his butt. DAMN SAD EH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh great something just happened and now I'm even more depressed and not just because school is starting soon. sucks to the world man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-115107073756510090?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/115107073756510090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=115107073756510090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115107073756510090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/115107073756510090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/06/yawn.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-114960868449648592</id><published>2006-06-19T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T08:11:37.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well first of all thank you all for the presents yeah. (I am 13 days late :o) Haha thank you Jiaqi Jia Le Hui Ying and Patty for the razor haha :D Don't worry, I'll wear it I won't waste your uhm. Efforts in buying that? :D Wait. rephrase. I'll TRY to wear &gt;w&lt;; I dare to wear eh. Just that. I quote my sis "no pants to pei". &gt;D HAHA kidding. I LOVE THE VOODOO DOLL &lt;3&gt;w&lt; &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/glomp.gif" alt=":glomp:" title="Glomp!" height="20" width="47" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. In Do Your Best, I SWEAR I SAW MOMO'S SHIRT FLY UP AHAHAHAA- *is bricked* &gt;.&gt; Who asked him not to zip up his jacke- *bricked* But anyway lights for musicals are really sososososososo superduperultrauber pretty *w* And I would like to point out that AIBA HIROKI IS VERYVERYVERYVERYSOSOSOSOSOSOSUPERDUPERULTRAUBER ADORABLE Y'KNOW! HE IS TEH CUTENES- *is bricked down over and over again* &gt;.&gt; Anyway. WELLLL *fiddles* SO IS SAKURADA DOORI! &gt;w&lt; *bricked*  Oh and tagged by HAAAZEL &lt;3&gt;.&gt; I'll copy some off if you don't mind heh *is struggling to keep eyes open*&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Gender: Male --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 - *copies and pastes* "MUST know when to joke and when to get serious."&lt;br /&gt;#2 - *copies and pastes* "At least have the same taste in music as me or accept what I like." Yeah yeah, not just music but just accept what I like...?&lt;br /&gt;#3 - *copies and pastes* "Be open-minded. Please. Me no want no asshats." Ahhahahaha yessum. *nods*&lt;br /&gt;#4 - *copies and pastes* "Be sensitive, generous, kind and caring!" Uhhuh, the usual ya'know. Sensitive, generous, kind, caring, sweet, whatever. *can barely keep awake*&lt;br /&gt;#5 - Uhm uhm. I need my own personal space yeah, don't suffocate me. :D;&lt;br /&gt;#6 - Be able to make me laugh! :D In short, have a good sense of humour :D&lt;br /&gt;#7 - I seriously don't know,&lt;br /&gt;#8 - and I seriously don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY HAZEL my mind has froze up. Must be the side-effects of being in that stupid room in HCI today for so long until my brain has froze up. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tag.&lt;br /&gt;#1 - ZEEMEINT. :D&lt;br /&gt;and only Zeemein. :D I'm an evil pokkhead &gt;D Zeemein, therefore you have, 8 + 7 people to tag okay! *nods*&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do the second part next time 'kay Hazel? :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm lazy to type and I'm real tired so I'll just copy the chunk off my devART journal &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The interchange a few minutes walk away from my house just RELOCATED to behind the MRT station. I had to walk this real long distance today to find my bus and I can only say one thing. The new interchange sucks. Big time. Besides being located so far away, the amount of space for people to queue for the buses are only say, what, enough for TEN people? I mean, LOOK AT THE POOR NTU STUDENTS. Every morning when they come and queue for their one and only bus that will bring them to their university, the queue is going to end up just like last year's, winding all the way to the other side of the interchange! &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/paranoid.gif" alt=":paranoid:" title="They're all out to get me..." height="15" width="23" /&gt; Plus the two buses I take to school are so far apart, I bet I'll look like an idiot running to either queue when I spy either bus coming. &gt;.&gt; And if I want to go some other place (say my Primary School) then one bus is at one end, the other in the middle, and the other two are at the other end and are quite far apart too. I won't even know which bus will come first &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/paranoid.gif" alt=":paranoid:" title="They're all out to get me..." height="15" width="23" /&gt; Back then I could just stand in the centre and whenever which bus will leave I'll just walk left or right T_T I MISS THE OLD BUS INTERCHANGE ALREADY D: &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cry.gif" alt=":cry:" title="Crying" height="15" width="15" /&gt; I mean, I spent around 6 and a 1/2 years of my life taking buses there to and fro, from school and back home or to any other place, and suddenly that place is just gone in a blink of an eye. T^T If they ever even decide to knock down the shopping centre I'll probably become depressed for a few months. T3T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the person who decided to relocate the interchange so that you have your wonderful goddamned space to build your wonderful goddamned shopping centre next to the one which I am actually very satisfied with and love right now to make it some crap biggest shopping centre thing, go eat shit. I'll provide the shit. Cow or goat? Or dog? Or chicken? Or hamster or mouse or cat or rabbit or human or god-knows-what-other-animal's-dung? &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/eatshit.gif" alt=":eatshit:" title="Eat shit!" height="25" width="50" /&gt; *scowls* I mean, it's as if the shopping centre now isn't packed enough, and with what, so many bimbos and twits walking around shopping, you want to make the shopping centre even bigger, so we can all die when we just want to go buy some presents or walk around in peace to relax and get disturbed by a couple of noisy twits squealing over the latest handphone model? &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shakefist.gif" alt=":shakefist:" title="CURSE YOU!" height="18" width="24" /&gt; " damn you, daaaamn you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sucks to choral night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-114960868449648592?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/114960868449648592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=114960868449648592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114960868449648592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114960868449648592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/06/well-first-of-all-thank-you-all-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-114837805830491668</id><published>2006-05-23T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T02:54:18.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEH OKAY SUE ME I've left this to rot again. &gt;&lt; *bricked*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway *munches on chocolate* This week's sabbatical week. *nods* I took up philosophy and song composition. Dammit, writing chinese lyrics is HELL. I can write english ones in like a short time but chinese, I DIEEE. ;_; Philosophy's okay I guess, Mr. Shyam or whatever his name is is quite amusing. :D But stupid him just had to refuse to let us watch FRIENDS in peace, saying that it's ADULT MATERIAL. Some parts. But yeaah I've watched FRIENDS 8362489329 times and yeaah -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And. Yeah yeah busy with choral night. ;_; so yeaah COMPOSITION GROUP we have hell lot of work to do okay! Start tomorrow if possible. *happens to just glance out of window* O_O Pink sheets, pink towels, pink pillow cases, pink bolster cases, pink bed sheet. OH MY GOD THE PEOPLE LIVING OPPOSITE ARE CRAZY O_O Plus it's hot pink. =_= Stands out! *nods*&lt;br /&gt;*yawns* Ms. Chong's coming tomorrow! :D and Yi Yan looks NICE in a skirt &gt;D; *laughs* Well off to watch PoT! :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-114837805830491668?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/114837805830491668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=114837805830491668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114837805830491668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114837805830491668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/05/heh-okay-sue-me-ive-left-this-to-rot.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-114805451910113271</id><published>2006-05-20T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T09:01:59.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ZOMGZOMG NTU'S AUDITORIUM IS LOVE &lt;3 it's so pretty. they have scrollers at the side and at the top and it's like you can see it move. then it's like some parts during the JJC Talentime they made it HALFED so if you look up you can see the light with (eg) HALF RED HALF GREEN &lt;33 and woah, the person doing video was damn pro. As in really! And in the video you can actually see HALF RED HALF GREEN LIGHT SHINING DOWN ZOMG &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The talentime was real cool, and well yeah, I think a lot of them are reaaallly talented. Go give it a shot at Singapore Idol &gt;D the crowd was really noisy though, screaming and blowing whistles and catcalling and shouting for their friends, cheering them on. And their IT technician performed tooo :D as usual. and well, he actually DANCED this year &gt;D the students all went wild. Even when he was singing. Yeah and as usual, I go for the sake of watching the dance competition only. :D I mean, it's really cool and nice. Mutton Balls I think. The champion. =_= weird name, but they're very goood. :D really good :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talentimes are really cool, hn. Nanyang should have! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-114805451910113271?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/114805451910113271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=114805451910113271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114805451910113271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114805451910113271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/05/zomgzomg-ntus-auditorium-is-love-3-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-114753589787464193</id><published>2006-05-13T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T09:34:36.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well yeah happy birthday lichen. :D Went to Tim's birthday party earlier on. Uhm baasketball stupid throw-the-duck/chick/whatever game (patpat to Liang Hui's stuffed toy, go wash it! :D) and then basketball again? ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad, the duck became. So black. Because of the throwing around. And sliding it across the floor O_O; and I should've never worn that thirtyseven degrees shirt. =_= Must you all go "WE'VE GOT GAAAAAAAAS" everytime I end up being 'monkey' -_- and "HIGH OCTANE FUEL" =_________= very funny, hn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH my middle right finger hurts. *winces* It's swollen. Got jabbed in my left eye too O_O it turned a bit black &gt;D and I have a blue black on my left knee and underneath my ankle O_O ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall. Go off to work on my flash assignment. Stupid flash crashed on me so now I have to redo. SICKENING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, let it cool off 'kay Rebecca? :D the anonymous thing :D patpat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT 01&lt;br /&gt;Yep, got sick of doing flash. Found this on Kerri's &lt;3&gt;D Can't remember the order of which I got which first though. *brain dead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid black;" background="#FFFFFF" border="0" width="450"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding Crasher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 8pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=93"&gt;'What will your business card say?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  :D that'd be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid black;" background="#FFFFFF" border="0" width="450"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serial Killer Extraordinaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 8pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=93"&gt;'What will your business card say?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  uhhuh... O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid black;" background="#FFFFFF" border="0" width="450"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;~ will teach you to ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill someone with a piano wire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 8pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=93"&gt;'What will your business card say?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  O__O ... I know how to kill with dry ice. And just learnt from Li Jun earlier how to kill with ice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid black;" background="#FFFFFF" border="0" width="450"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revenge Specialist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 8pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=93"&gt;'What will your business card say?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;whatever. -_-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid black;" background="#FFFFFF" border="0" width="450"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;~ will teach you to ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master the Tamagotchi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 8pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=93"&gt;'What will your business card say?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Yup. *nods* :D&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;/EDIT 01 (12.30AM)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-114753589787464193?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/114753589787464193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=114753589787464193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114753589787464193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114753589787464193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/05/well-yeah-happy-birthday-lichen.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-114741430667039302</id><published>2006-05-12T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T23:11:46.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Choral and drama night script is somewhat done! *beams* whoever wants to read tell me okay! :D it's quite saddening though. &gt;&lt; When I was typing the script, in my mind's eye I could picture the lights and I had to keep smacking myself to remind myself that Gary Tang said "plain lights only" D': Anyway, we even have the uhm list of props and pieces of clothing and material stuff we need to make up the costumes :D as well as what we have to do :D thank Christabel and Zeemein and whoever else for doing the list when we went to collect the class tees on Wednesday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wellll Combined Sports Meet was yesterday. As usual, our class was assigned to sit right smack at the front = full blast of sun. Think I got a litttle bit darker. It was boring, just like last year. Walked up and down and around with Jiaqi and went to get milo and stuff. Yawn. Class tee! &lt;33 It's a red polo tee with black words &lt;3 Shall post photos soon, I guess. :D I saw this shirt with this darn cute mummy on it! :D *frowns* can't remember I just saw the mummy from afar and it was so cute &lt;3 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... stomachache. &gt;&lt; that's it, I hate coconuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ONE DAY/TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;... To Prince of Tennis live action movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO FLY TO JAPAN &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOWNOWNOWNOWNOWNOWNOW&lt;/span&gt; AND GO GET THE TICKETS! &gt;&lt; but sadly, I bet they're sold out already. Hn, there doesn't seem to be much PoT fans around me. 'cept Raash :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-114741430667039302?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/114741430667039302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=114741430667039302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114741430667039302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114741430667039302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/05/choral-and-drama-night-script-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-114717498237481076</id><published>2006-05-09T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T04:43:02.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY fine updating now. hnnn, tests tests more tests, getting back tests, getting back more tests, and getting back more tests. Taekwondo taekwondo planning for choral night uhn, getting too hooked on Prince of Tennis, sleeping at 2AM or 3AM every Friday and Saturday because of not being able to stop watching Prince of Tennis, SIAs, more SIAs, presentation, falling asleep during Chinese under li lao shi's nose, scowling at Heng, uhm, doing video for CME (&lt;33 so fun), training for NAPFA, doodling on photoshop, doodling in class, getting stung by the mozzies outside G.O while waiting to get the key, homework, filing worksheets, being broke, can't wait for class tee :D KERRI COMING BACK &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had so much fun! Went to East Coast and cycled until our legs nearly broke &gt;&lt; burnt ="_=""&gt;D AP problem kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah shall do a "TO DO" list and check back regularly. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO DO:&lt;br /&gt;- get presents&lt;br /&gt;- fill up the damn bottle with my daily crushed contacts&lt;br /&gt;- go 37 DEGREES&lt;br /&gt;- get slippers&lt;br /&gt;- do a club tee design&lt;br /&gt;- do a jacket design (and NOT make it end up somewhat like Seigaku's =__=; *gets bricked*)&lt;br /&gt;- pester Zee for &lt;s&gt;a&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; new layout :D&lt;br /&gt;- do something about AV noticeboard&lt;br /&gt;- find a domain&lt;br /&gt;- SUBMIT TO DEVART &gt;&lt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;- write letter to Rebecca &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- draw a reaaally belated birthday present for Hazel&lt;br /&gt;- clear up my table *looks at the pile of worksheets growing*&lt;br /&gt;- clear up my school desk&lt;br /&gt;- go to gym to train in June &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;- get Deathnote calendar, Matantei Loki #3 to #7, Matantei Loki Ragnarok #1 to #5&lt;br /&gt;- beg mom to let me go pierce my ear! :D I want two in each ear &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;- do graduation magazine design =__=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a hell lot of other things. *can't remember*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaanyway. Today was NAPFA. Sucks to inclined pull ups. =_= *cannot seem to do* &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; "Do one more or Mr. K will throw you out of the window!!!" =_= If you said "I'll throw all your manga out of the window if you don't do one more." it might've had a better effect. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OH YEAH we should have an AV PT! :D Train everyone to be strooooong. :D Must have stamina. :D WAHA go to the hall control room and lift up the speakers up and down 50 times &gt;D Pumping! okay whatever *bricks self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall update tomorrow. I suppose. TAEKWONDO TOMORROW &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UVERworld &lt;3 :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-114717498237481076?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/114717498237481076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=114717498237481076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114717498237481076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114717498237481076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/05/okay-fine-updating-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-114398136084256166</id><published>2006-04-02T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T05:36:00.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have nothing to say, just go read the letter. Period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-114398136084256166?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/114398136084256166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=114398136084256166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114398136084256166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114398136084256166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-have-nothing-to-say-just-go-read.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-114380034641364962</id><published>2006-03-31T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T02:25:17.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG TCIL TCIL! :D They're so damn cute can! :D Well, I was one of those ushers, so we went down fifteen minutes early and went to the auditorium to wait and then afterwards went to GO there and then went back to the auditorium there. :/ Gotta admit, I was a bit nervous at first, because they were all practically hopping off the bus and rushing towards me like they knew me and stuff and yeah. Then there was this guy with sunglasses and he went "YOYO" to us. SO FUNNY!!! :D So then afterwards we accompanied them upstairs to Conference Room and got them to settle down and we started the skit! :D They were very spontaneous and supportive, yeah, they were a good audience. :D Then afterwards we split them into different groups and then I was in the advanced group and we taught them some words. But it's like, I think we underestimated them a bit I guess, 'cos I think some of them knew those words and understood it and stuff and because of that they didn't answer and just kept quiet and fiddled with their fingernails. Then we gave them the quiz and it was like, making questions up on the spot. So it was like some of them didn't bother answering the question until I said two not-that-easy-questions la. :/ Then we were ahead of time so we taught them how to spell and pronounce properly and then we sang some song and then they had their refreshments and then they had to leave. It was damn sad, so short. D: So we ushered them out, took a group photo, and then led them downstairs to the auditorium where the bus was waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was like, because I was leading them down, I was smiling all the way chatting to one of them about how pretty her shoes were and stuff and then I stood by the bus and waved and said bye to everyone that passed me while still grinning retardedly, and I just kept grinning and grinning and when all of them had boarded the bus we stood there grinning retardedly and waving non-stop for about three minutes before the bus left and we were still grinning and waving until they stopped waving. My muscles were like "OUCH!" o_o;; Then there was this guy called Jonathan who was damn hyper and funny and cute and it was like when I asked who wanted the pretty yellow ribbon used to tie up the haribo candy he went "ME!" so I gave him and he tied it to his bag. As in like ribbon! So afterwards I gave him the other because no one else wanted. And then he was like refusing to budge when they had to leave with some other guy. Something Marn one. :/ So some smart person (I think it was Jia Le :D) said just walk off and they'll follow and they really did! :o AND THEN HAHAHA when they were on board the bus already he kept sending flying kisses to the usherers. o__o; HAHAHA! There was also this damn cute Malay lady who kept hi-fiving with me and shaking hands with me and hugging me! :D But it was damn sad, only got to interact with them for say what? About one hour or so? ): Then went for AV but it was almost ending. :/ And I hurt my left leg don't know what the shit happened but it really hurt :/ But it's better now :D Thanks for all your concern, Pei Ying and Li Jun and Ah Mei and whoever else! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-114380034641364962?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/114380034641364962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=114380034641364962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114380034641364962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114380034641364962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/03/omg-tcil-tcil-d-theyre-so-damn-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-114346220730680141</id><published>2006-03-27T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T04:23:27.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling real down lately. -_- I've been angsting non-stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-114346220730680141?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/114346220730680141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=114346220730680141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114346220730680141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114346220730680141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-feeling-real-down-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-114345109506583818</id><published>2006-03-27T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T01:18:15.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY GOSH when I was primary four I was in this buddy thing and and I had this cute primary two buddy and today I saw her at the bus stop after Parc Oasis from the 157 I was on and and I stared at her hoping she'd remember me and we just. WAVED AT THE SAME TIME! OMGOSH I thought she'd have forgotten me! o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my damn cough hasn't disappeared yet, wtf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-114345109506583818?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/114345109506583818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=114345109506583818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114345109506583818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114345109506583818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-my-gosh-when-i-was-primary-four-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-114311863984166840</id><published>2006-03-23T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T04:57:22.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY GLASSES MY POOR POOR GLASSES. D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it was time to change them anyway. To contacts! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-114311863984166840?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/114311863984166840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=114311863984166840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114311863984166840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114311863984166840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-glasses-my-poor-poor-glasses.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-114224440112243901</id><published>2006-03-13T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T02:06:43.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AWW PATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPAT YOU A MILLION BILLION TRILLION GAZILLION TIMES ZEEE! D: I mean, she's really such a hell of a loser can. GO BOOK THE WHOLE SCHOOL LA. SEE YOU CAN OR NOT. -glares-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were going for lunch this afternoon, and we went by the metal automated gate for cars to go through, and I can bet every single girl in our school has gone through that gate before; used that metal plate to open it before. I mean, we were just unlucky to be there when it happened. Yeah call us FUCKING COWARDS will you. I mean, if we WERE cowards, we wouldn't have TURNED BACK, stood there to wait for the seniors to come and then apologise right. Asshole. -mutters darkly- Well, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was &lt;/span&gt;on the verge of swearing at her, but YAAY I managed to contain my anger. :D Oh well. patpat. She can go book the whole school for all I care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-114224440112243901?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/114224440112243901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=114224440112243901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114224440112243901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114224440112243901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/03/aww-patpatpatpatpatpatpatpatpatpatpatp.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-114208549678015013</id><published>2006-03-11T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T05:58:59.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Grab the book nearest to you and turn to pg 18, line 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-looks around- no book in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then? measure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. What was the last thing you watched on TV?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm. That japanese show. What's the name. Good something. After Loki Ragnarok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Without looking, guess what the time is.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;945PM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;941PM. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm. Some person who lives right above my toilet dropping something and the faint sounds of -winces- karaoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. When did you last step outside?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a MSN convesationr! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. What are you wearing?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Did you dream last night?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. When did you last laugh?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. Seen anything weird lately?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. What do you think of this quiz?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;koped from KERREH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. What is the last film you saw?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER THE TITANS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/heart2.gif" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A drumset. And give my electronic one to someone. As well as Copic Markers, ship in all the Green Day CDs, all the manga and anime I want. And a pair of decent slippers as well as a MADE hoodie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. Tell me something about you I don't know.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M AN 'S' :D From that DISC personality thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AGREE WITH KERREH! GAYS AND LESBIANS SHOULDN'T BE LOOKED AT AS FREAKS/WEIRDOS! D: they deserve the right to live as they are, since they are human beings too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19. Do you like to dance?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. No comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. George W Bush...&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--3  &lt;b--&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21. Imagine your first child is a girl. What would you call her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;22. Imagine your first child is a boy. What would you call him?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;23. Would you ever consider living abroad?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;24. What would you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a christian. But oh well. I'd like God to say "I hereby declare you have permission to graffiti the whole of heaven as you please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;25. 4 people who must do this in their blogs.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MWAHA. I am not as kind as kerreh. I WANT ZEEMIN LUKWERN ZHEE AND JIAQI! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-114208549678015013?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/114208549678015013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=114208549678015013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114208549678015013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114208549678015013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/03/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-114200297897354489</id><published>2006-03-10T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T22:37:25.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay so I just came back from Lifeskills Camp. :D Gotta admit, it rocked. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day One&lt;br /&gt;Went to Botanical Gardens for Amazing Race which was organised by two oh six and two oh nine. Yeah, we reached earlier so we played hand murderer! :D And shit them. -narrows eyes- Make us run from one end of the Botanical Gardens to the other end and then when we all reached the last station the clue was to just go back to the first station we started from when we already knew we were supposed to do that right after the last station. -_- Ate lunch, with the ants biting us. And dropping from the trees. -_- Then we went back to school for our preperation for our leadership games. Yeah, took a nap. Then after that was drama performance preperation and then teabreak and then telematch. :D We won second for telematch! Right! :D Then after telematch we went to bathe. -_- stupid la! I was given only ONE bottle of one point five litre bottle of water. -_- No pail can. Then I had to keep asking for water. Eesh. Then we had dinner and then went to LT for MOVIES! Bring It On &lt;3! Who wants to buy for me. I want the soundtrack too! :D SO AMUSING. Then we went back to homeroom for a debate and debrief before brushing our teeth and going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Two&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at six. -_- Brushed teeth and attempted to wake the others up. Then we went for flag raising, breakfast. And then PERSONALITY ASSESMENT. :D I am a "SI" / "IS" in DISC! :D And they say I should be an advisor. -eyebrow raises slowly- Anyway that guy was so funny. He has a wonderful sense of humour. :D Ian! :D HAHA. Okay so anyway after that was lunch and we started setting up the stations for our leadership games. The balloons were initially under the sun, but afterwards because we were afraid they would burst so we moved them in, outside the general office. Then kena scolded so we had to move to the other side very quickly. -_- Nothing happened much, except that the classes finished the game earlier than we expected them to. :/ The tub thing sure grossed them out. :D Flour plus water plus dried leaves plus twisties plus FERTILISER. :D Ah well. ABDUCTING MY HOSTAGE WAS SO FUN. :D I actually took precautions by going one whole big round on the second level to make sure they wouldn't see us. Yeah, Lost was the funniest. :D I mean, we were hiding in the locker toilet CUBICLE and two oh six switched on the lights, came in, shouted for the hostage, and then LEFT WITHOUT CHECKING THE CUBICLES and they blamed me. -_- Oh well. Then afterwards we went for short term problems OM and then went to help two twelve clean up and then joined the class for drama preparations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"HE HAS A DREAM, OH! HE HAS A DREAM, OH!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to bathe and then. IT RAINED. Everyone was SO UPSET. But the rain stopped soon, and IT WAS SO DAMN COOL. ALL THE SEC TWOS WERE IN THE QUADRANGLE USING MOPS, BROOMS, RAGS, NEWSPAPERS ETC TO CLEAN THE QUADRANGLE! :O I mean, the whole sec two cohord. Everyone was working so hard. :D Then after a bit of cleaning (for me) I went to help set up the speakers etc. It was so damn irritating. I mean, after carrying speakers to and fro and running here and there and then running to the General Office to get mike and then set up mike and then up to control room to find it locked and then running down to the General Office again to get the key and then to find the keybox locked and then running up one level to call them down and then running down and then carrying the speakers to one side again and then carrying them up the table, I was sweating like shit. Right after I bathed. -_- THE MOVIE WAS SO DAMN COOL ANYWAY. :D Remember The Titans! :D &lt;333 LOVE! RONNIE 'SUNSHINE' BASS LOVESHEARTSADORES GERRY BERTIER! &lt;3 HAHA I WANT A PICTURE OF -THAT- KISSING SCENE! So so anyway afterwards we went back for debrief brushed our teeth dragged out sleeping bags out and went to sleep! JiaLe and that stupid Zhee were crapping non-stop. -_- BUT THE STARS WERE SO PRETTEH! Too bad my camera wasn't decent enough to get a photo of the stars; could only see the moon. -_- But they were really sosososo superduperultrauber pretteh! :D Spotted around eight stars! :D Then at about six AM there was this really bright one and it looked as if it was a planet. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Three&lt;br /&gt;Aw. Woke up went to homeroom kept our sleeping bags went to brush teeth packed our bags went for breakfast and then drama rehearsal. Then at eight thirty? We had our drama performance! We won THIRD! :D Then it was prize presentation and two oh three and two oh seven won the leadership games. Then we nominated two oh six for most enthusiastic class. There was this girl called Liang Hui who was chao enthu can. -_-; Then we won Cleanest Toilet Award as well as Class With Most Initiative. And some Food Project thing which I do not know what the shit it is. -_-; Then the teachers talked about how successful the camp was and yaddayaddayadda, how we made history by organising the whole camp and sleeping in the quadrangle under the stars, how happy they were that the whole sec two cohord worked together to dry the quadrangle etc. Mrs Teo claimed she teared. AWWWW. Well then afterwards when we took photos and whil we were eating our prizes (they were food) at the atrium Ms Koh came along and told us that the teachers would be treating us to ice-cream. :D But the other classes did not know so we had to shush. :D Then afterwards it was ICE CREAM TIME :D And then we went to double check our homerooms and went home. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, ran to my computer to hug it before shitting. Then watched a bit of Survivor Exile Island before leaving for Junction 8. Zee, Jia Le, Zhee, Yi Yan, Patteh, Hui Ying, Jiaqi, Hui Qing and I went! We took neoprints! At the neoprint shop, some students bags were stolen and their wallets were in the bags can! And the security guard was checking the CCTVs but they couldn't catch the person I think. And we were supposedly shopping for presents and the March babies decided to buy tank tops for one another but could not find so we walked until leg pain. Then we went to have dinner and then went hooome. Gah. I wanna go back to caamp! &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-114200297897354489?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/114200297897354489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=114200297897354489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114200297897354489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114200297897354489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/03/okay-so-i-just-came-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-114138927930789234</id><published>2006-03-03T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T04:49:45.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The leadership games is seriously driving everyone up the wall. D: It is so fucking irritating. I mean, the teacher claims that if you crawl under the tables blindfolded, there will be the danger that the table might topple and hit them and if it is the eye our camp commander will have to answer to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, when the table topples, it'll topple to the side. Unless some one JUMPS onto the table and starts jumping until it breaks. THEN the person might get squished to death by BOTH the person jumping on the table AND the smashed table. Now, that, I can understand. And the plastic might stab right through your head too. You never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, it is NOT possible for the table to topple at all when the people are crawling under it. Unless they are just plain idiots to go and wrench the leg of one of the tables hard enough so that the table falls. No one is -that- stupid. Also, when one is blindfolded, it is normal for him or her to be cautious. YOU DON'T SEE PEOPLE WALKING AROUND BLINDFOLDED TO TRY AND SMASH INTO A WALL RIGHT. Plus our blindfolds lets a lot of light in can. So much that you can actually see objects and people. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to round it all off, everything you do has risks. For example, if you're walking and you trip and there's this sharp object on the floor and you fall onto it and GAAASHH it stabs your eye, wouldn't that be an accident? Or when you're using your computer and it suddenly goes BOOOM and explodes, you'd die wouldn't ya? There is NOTHING in this world without risks okay! If you just stone in the quadrangle for one and a half hours during the leadership games and DO nothing, you might get a heat stroke or sunburn! You might kena bird shit or if some missile of bombs land on you, you'd still die! -.- And take last year's telematch example. You eat the watermelon. And you choke on the watermelon seeds and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then let's say we use the game whereby the class has to cross over a net. Tell me, if they fall, they'd hurt themselves EVEN worse right? -.- I seriously have nothing else to say to the teachers anymore, I'm too sickened out already. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in such a bad mood nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 01&lt;br /&gt;Today's OM was hell. I was bored like shit. I actually started doing sit-ups at the back of the LT.&lt;br /&gt;/Edit 01&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-114138927930789234?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/114138927930789234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=114138927930789234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114138927930789234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114138927930789234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/03/leadership-games-is-seriously-driving.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-114121671149710397</id><published>2006-03-01T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T04:38:31.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well we watched the abortion video today! :D "The Silent Scream". Actually, it wasn't that bad. In fact, I'd actually expected more from what I heard from other classes. -.- I mean, I was expecting them to take the baby out and crush the head just like what I heard! And I was expecting a lot of blood and a huge mess and stuff. But oh no, it was just basically a scan of what was happening INSIDE the womb so there wasn't much blood, plus the scan thing was not very clear, yeah, so it's not really -that- obvious what they were doing. It was only with the narration that you can understand and actually really SEE what was happening. :/ Well, when the video was over I was like, "Was that all? You mean THAT'S ALL? There isn't another video?" I even thought she showed the wrong one to us. Well there were those pictures of those dead and rotting babies in buckets from illegal abortion centres but I didn't find it gross. :D;; Perhaps my tolerance level is higher than others because I'm just so saddistic. :/ Ah well. Anyway I shall spare -some- details. :D&lt;br /&gt;Well first they stick this thing into the womb and they cut just start slicing stuff in the womb? That part I wasn't so sure cos I couldn't really hear. Yeah then after that they stuck this thing and started sucking out the remains and stuff. Then after that they stuck this metal clipper thing and held it on the head and crushed it. Then they suck out the remains or something. Hm. I was so fascinated by the way they could even come up with this sort of stuff for abortions. *mutters*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-114121671149710397?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/114121671149710397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=114121671149710397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114121671149710397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114121671149710397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/03/well-we-watched-abortion-video-today-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-114078104572212398</id><published>2006-02-24T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T04:28:49.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA there is a fever epidemic spreading in our class. Everyone is falling sick. Most with fever. I bet they all collapsed from exhaustion. :/ Well, to the people who are sick, get well soon, and to the people who are feeling down and like shit, cheer up! :D And to those who failed their maths (horribly or not), CHEER UP hokay! :D The most the next common test work hard and bu chang hui the marks! :D I mean, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;failed too. And I didn't just fail by one or two or three marks. I failed by a superduperultrauber lot a lot a lot a lot more marks! So if you only failed by one or two or three marks, you should just cheer up and work harder for the next common test right .Well. Quote from ME! "Last year I fail this fail that now fail not scared." RHYMES! :D Wahoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WARNING: The paragraph following this contains a lot of cuss words. Please do not read if you will flinch when you see and have something against cuss words. It is pinpointed to -a lot- of people, if you must know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, a lot of things happened today that irritated/pissed the shit outta me, but I shall be nice and not pinpoint anybody. I mean, the fucking things that happened to -you- people have happened to me like superduperultrauber millionzilliongazillion times and not a single fucking person ever noticed. So what I have to say to -you- people is that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; should be glad at least &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/span&gt; fucking noticed it. Either that, or you should be glad someone decided to comfort you. -You- should also be thankful of what you fucking have. I don't have that particular thing like you have, so even if I can stay happy, I don't see why -you- shouldn't or can't. I know I sound fucking unfair, but I just don't see why people like to stay so fucking depressed. I hate seeing people depressed, in fact. I mean, if you just give up, you won't know what's gonna happen next, right! Stop fucking wallowing in self-pity and just stand up on your own instead of waiting a billion years for someone to come and help you up. Be independent, for fuck's sake. And if -you- think others have done a certain thing to you that has hurt you very fucking deeply, reflect and think if you've ever done that to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anyone&lt;/span&gt;. Because I know -you- have done that to me. That's why it irritates me horribly when -you- start fucking complaining that people do this to you and yadda yadda yadda. I want to say to -some- people also to just learn to forgive and forget and yeah. If you think you've been hurt, I've been hurt a fucking millionzilliongazillion times more than you and you should too be glad there is someone there to give you comfort. I never had that. No one ever fucking noticed. Either that or they didn't give a fucking damn about it. I've seen other people getting comfort when I never did. I'm not complaining though, 'cos I don't care, to tell the truth. I don't need support from anyone like -you- people need. I'm not pathetic fucking wimps like you people. I'm swore not to rely on others and I shall not break my vow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eesh, I can't believe I'm saying all these crap. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To finalise everything, all that I'm saying here was sorta accumulated from what I see and experience everyday, and I seriously cannot take it anymore, so the rants are finally coming in. Thank you for your wonderful time you spent on reading this chunk, and have a very nice day. I sincerly apologise for the language but I really can't take it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anymore&lt;/span&gt;. It is also not meant to offend anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 01&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know what I've ranted above *points up* is somewhat unfair to the person I'm pinpointing, if you look at it at a different perspective. It's just my thinking. I never said I could manipulate minds to think like I do. I'm just irritated that they cannot pick their punyselves of the ground to move on. I mean, if they can't even do that it'll show that they give up too easily. :/&lt;br /&gt;/Edit 01&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-114078104572212398?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/114078104572212398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=114078104572212398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114078104572212398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114078104572212398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/02/haha-there-is-fever-epidemic-spreading.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-114069689979093889</id><published>2006-02-23T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T04:14:59.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yep, today was council investiture. :D Lights! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yes! Common tests are over! :D Now to play and play. And to finish up Rebecca's letter. WHO WANTS TO GO SENTOSA DURING THE MARCH HOLIDAYS! I need a tan. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-114069689979093889?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/114069689979093889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=114069689979093889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114069689979093889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114069689979093889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/02/yep-today-was-council-investiture.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-114035198078191693</id><published>2006-02-19T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T04:26:20.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay quick update. Yes, so I DID get to watch the Mediacorp crew set up the equipment. Thank you Mr. Lim! :D Anyway, and yes, I DID get photos. :D:D Of the EQUIPMENT though. Not the Superhosts. Okay, fine, I did have some photos of the Superhosts but they were in a clump. Couldn't see anyone's faces. :D We were practically squealing through whispers about the equipment. :D And my battery died on my before I could get a photo of them filming from the second level. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, we went to the Cosfest. :D Yup, very interesting indeed. Got lots of nice photos. We practically mobbed them for photos. :D And I bought Panic! At The Disco's CD as well as New Found Glory. :D BUT THERE ARE CRACKS ON BOTH.WTF! I JUST PUT MY P!ATD CD ON THE BED AND THEN SOMEONE SAT ON IT SO NOW THERE'S THIS HUGE CRACK ACROSS IT! D: *heartbreak* Then we went Bras Basah Complex later and I bought a DeathNote notebook. :D Billie Joe is a guitar legend. :D AND WHO WANTS TO BUY A SET OF COPIC MARKERS FOR MY BIRTHDAY! :D There are 310 colours in all hokay! Or is it 214? Can't remember. Read somewhere. :D They sell them at Art Friend in Bras basah Complex. :D Don't forget the airbrush system too! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was OM. Sucks to OM. -.- Went to Jialeh's house and we made a superduperultrauber big mess in her room. :D At least -some- of the props are done. :/ I LOVE JIALEH'S HOUSE. D: I want a house like that. And her chocolates! VERY NICE! :D now I'm off to do Language Arts. Ah blah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-114035198078191693?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/114035198078191693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=114035198078191693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114035198078191693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/114035198078191693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/02/okay-quick-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113999168453542338</id><published>2006-02-15T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T00:21:24.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well thank me Patteh Peiying and gang! :D *bows* For telling you that the Superhost people were still in school outside the auditorium so that ya'all could go get autographs. *bows* HAHA when I called Patteh and told her, she went "OMG!" and I could hear the echo from outside the auditorium where the Superhost people were. Well I don't know their names and stuff, only that there were 2 males and one female! And the female was from Nanyang? Er hu player. :D She "scolded" a fan for not wearing nametag. XD Amusing. I shall beg Mr. Ng to let me stay to watch them set up the equipment tomorrow? I WANT TO WATCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Happy Birthday to my sister! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113999168453542338?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113999168453542338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113999168453542338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113999168453542338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113999168453542338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/02/well-thank-me-patteh-peiying-and-gang.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113990923532735226</id><published>2006-02-14T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T01:30:41.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kitchen accident #3 :D : I burned the frying pan today. Sort of. Because I did not realise the mi2 fen3 was not properly drained. Soso, when I was about to pour it into the pan, I did not see the water coming out first. Plus the stove was on HIGH HEAT. THUS, when the water landed on the pan, A SUPERDUPERULTRAUBER HUGEHUGEHUGEGIGANTICENORMOUS FLAME ERUPTED FROM THE PAN. Luckily the ceiling was not burnt. And miraculously, I did not get burnt when my hand was just like above the pan. I think I dodged just in time. AND Mrs Lee was so blind that she did not see the HUGE flame at all. I mean, everyone else saw it and was terrified. Only ShuMei was staring at it in AWE. :D It's quite interesting though. AW, if the flame touched the ceiling and spread quickly, wouldn't the school be burnt down? :/ And Zee was saying something about smoke detectors. I mean, if there WERE, and then when they detect smoke, and when the water starts sprinkling down, EVERYBODY'S frying pan would erupt flames. Wouldn't that be sososo cool! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I must seriously thank my lucky stars that Mrs Lee didn't see the flame. I mean, if she did, we'd have like, FAILED miserably. :/ Last week I accidentally put water into the pan because I forgot to dry the stupid wooden spoon (I never learn, do I?), the pan went PSSSSHHHHHHTTTT and a lot of smoke started coming out of it. And Mrs Lee was staring at me with this disapproving look on her face. :/ Tsk. I must be the worst cook in the history on Nanyang. The school should be grateful I haven't exploded the microwave oven or even set fire to anything OR accidentally stab anyone with the knife. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Happy Valentines' Day everyone! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 01&lt;br /&gt;Purevolume seems to hate Zee. Either that, or Purevolume's Jamisonparker hates Zee. Whoot! :D&lt;br /&gt;/Edit 01&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113990923532735226?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113990923532735226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113990923532735226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113990923532735226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113990923532735226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/02/kitchen-accident-3-d-i-burned-frying.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113983303928934515</id><published>2006-02-13T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T04:26:41.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man, I haven't updated in like, eons. O_O Anyway, I've forgotten what happened in the past few days. Oh well. Yesterday was hell. -.- Staying up until 1 AM for the stupid To Kill A Mockingbird presentation. Andand Science SIA. :/ Now I'm superduperultrauber tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andand during Sec1 assembly today we found out that the sec 1s get to go to the Canopy Treetop walk thing on the first day of their lifeskills camp. AND THEY STILL GET TO GO COASTA SANDS ON DAY TWO. Not faair. D: ON A HAPPIER NOTE, THE *cough* WONDERFUL SCOUTS FROM HCI WILL BE ORGANISING THEIR TELEMATCH. Bwahahaha! *evil laugh* and the sec 1s are reaaally irritating. I mean, when the teacher said that they all went like "HAAAHHHH?!?!" -.- And something else, which I cannot remember. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gyah and today's Council Investiture was boring. I mean, we just sat there and stoned while the counsellors just did their thing. HAHA I found out Ping Pong's (as Zhee calls her) surname is Pong. :D And she's sososo funny! :D Anyway, it REALLY RAINED, OMFG. O_O *cough* Moving on. Because it REALLY RAINED, and the LT's air-conditioned, I almost froze to death. &gt;&lt;; At least *points* Li Jun had her windbreaker. :/ Nyaah. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's art and home econs tomorrow. OH WOE ARE WE HAVING KITCHEN AGAIN? I am reminded of my hopeless rock-hard and black charcoal like pieces. AND I HAVEN'T DONE MATHS. Andand 3 days to my Chinese Presentation. WHAT TO TALK ABOUT! Can I talk about the Cosplay on 18th? :D;;; WHO WANTS TO DONATE AN ARTICLE TO MEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 01&lt;br /&gt;I am lazy to type. Here, from wonderful Zee.&lt;br /&gt;"The bloody school management refused to approve our design for the Class Tee! WTF! They said the grafitti words on the back were too bloody &lt;img src="http://deadonarrival.org/poison/smilies/rolleyes.gif" alt="rolls eyes" /&gt; Hello? Could they not see the spray cans scattered on the floor? Spray cans normally spray &lt;u&gt;paint&lt;/u&gt; not BLOOD! And they claim the tagline "Double Trouble" is too negative &lt;img src="http://deadonarrival.org/poison/smilies/plain.gif" alt="plain" /&gt; We've been using it for a year, I don't think we want to change it just because a bunch of old people think its NEGATIVE. Psh. It's not like they're the ones who are going to wear the shirts. We are! You know what, I'm just really bitter right now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and I want to add on that if the grafitti words are bloody, the spray cans contain blood. And who's blood might it be? The school's management's blood! *bitter laugh* Yes and we made our wonderful St. Jimmy nametag. :D Andand I just realised tomorrow's Valentine's Day. LET'S WRITE OUR WONDERFUL HEART SHAPED MESSAGES TO KERRI. :D&lt;br /&gt;/Edit 01&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113983303928934515?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113983303928934515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113983303928934515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113983303928934515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113983303928934515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-man-i-havent-updated-in-like-eons.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113947855874033328</id><published>2006-02-09T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T01:49:18.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I WANT TO GO TO THE UK ATTACHMENT PROGRAAM. O_O but but. "&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;The students will be selected based on conduct, attitude, academic achievement, CCA record, completion of assigned tasks and interviews with the school.&lt;/span&gt;" Stupid! I'll fail on academic achievment. -.- AH I can bet Bernice and JiaLe will get in. ._. *dies* Gyaah. Gyaah. And there's only 4 places. D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poot. Anyway today was interesting. Me and Lijun ended up in the hall control room during the cheering session because -they- weren't doing anything. Ah well. THE COUNSELLORS ARE SO FUNNY. :D Thenthen all the sec 1s and 2s went like "Thank You AVA girls." OMFG SO FUNNY. :D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I drew on Zhee's hand and Zhee thought it dried so she rested her face on her arm and her face had the ink. :D Then she couldn't clean off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school we went to coro and it was raining so heavily so we were horridly drenched. :D Yuan Han was the worst. No windbreaker so her uniform practically became transparent. XD; Zhee and I had windbreakers on. :D Bought cereal and then went back! Then when we were eating snacks these people running ran past us and so we went like, JIAYOU to them and they laughed. So on their next round I went JIAYOU! and "held up" my potato chip because I punched my hand into the air. Then they nicked my potato chip. :D;; Then another girl saw and was like, "EH I want! Can you give me one?" So we said yes and she took from the packet. :D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH I DOUBT I'LL BE ABLE TO GET INTO THE ATTACHMENT PROGRAMME, BUT I'LL TRRRRY. D':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113947855874033328?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113947855874033328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113947855874033328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113947855874033328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113947855874033328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-want-to-go-to-uk-attachment-prograam.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113939066487591921</id><published>2006-02-08T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T01:24:24.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was um, eventful? ^^; Home econs was disastrous. O_O Heh, while making the sauce, I *cough* accidentally burnt everything and and the sauce became rock-hard and black and charcoal like fragments. O_O Heh, and there was so much smoke. Yes, I'm a loser at cooking, ne? ^^; I guess I'll just stick to frying the chicke- wait, I couldn't even flip it over - so I'll just stick to buttering and putting the oats on the chicken and and making the potato fries and leek and cutting the carrot in the final cooking thing. ._. Ah well. Join the "Can't Cook For Nuts" club. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama was fuun! We did something similar to BUTOH. We had to pretend we were seeds growing into a flower/tree and then withering and dying. Then we had to walk without making our heads bob up and down. :D Fun! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113939066487591921?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113939066487591921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113939066487591921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113939066487591921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113939066487591921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/02/today-was-um-eventful-home-econs-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113921818948486249</id><published>2006-02-06T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T01:35:45.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday Zee and Jiaqi came. Andand I didn't realised my handphone message memory was full until when Zee reached Boon Lay. So I ran alllll the way there. After that we raided the CD shops and Toy 'r' Us. And they had this stupid talent quest thing which was plain irritating. I mean, the people singing were so noisy.*glares* Then a longlonglong time later Jiaqi arrived. O_O My drumset and the piano was "wrecked" and only the guitar and harmonica were spared. O_O Then we went to Science Centre! $2.80 for the ticket. :D And I think Zee, you splurge too much. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyaah I was watching the Double Score (the cop show) over and over again before I realised it might be the last episode. O_O *stares* Who wants to be a kind soul and buy me the CD/DVD of Double Score for my birthday! :D Together with a stand to put my scores and a new set of headphones! ^^; Nyah, too early to be wishing for these stuff. -.-; Andandand THOR! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, PE, as usual, was FUN! :D Softbaaalll~ Let's all kill people with the bats and "ball" them down with the balls! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science lab was very interesting. :/ LET'S ALL USE THE MICRO PIPETTE TO STAB PEOPLE! XD Sadly, we didn't get to watch the abortion video. AW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Heng wanted a testimonial about Kerri. Eesh. And after school I tried piggybacking Luk Wern and I still can! :D I have to train myself up again. :3 Shall train with y'all! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY there's IT tomorrow! VIDEO CAMERA! :D *squeals*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andand cheer up everyone! :D Especially Luk Wern. &lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH &lt;/span&gt;who wants to go to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cosplay&lt;/span&gt; with us at Cineleisure on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18th of February&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 01&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Chrno Crusade #8 will be coming out! HOORAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. And I'm still struggling with Zee's beloved Billie Joe. O_O&lt;br /&gt;/Edit 01&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113921818948486249?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113921818948486249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113921818948486249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113921818948486249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113921818948486249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/02/yesterday-zee-and-jiaqi-came.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113896245689148964</id><published>2006-02-03T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T02:27:36.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KERRI WE'LL MISS YOU D': hope you like the picture! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I have a lot of chocolates in my house now. Provided I don't finish the Meiji almond ones which David Beckham advertises for, seeing as how I'm eating and eating them now, Zee will get to taste them. :D I have 2 boxes of Ferrero Rocher [spelt like that?] and one box of guylian. :D Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's training was interesting. :D Well the speakers are heavy, but not -that- heavy actually. :/ Gah when we were taking down the speakers, everyone's hands suddenly slipped and Yingda screamed and I had to support the thing on my poor shoulder. But it didn't hurt. :D:D BAH Mr. K threatened to send me to track when I lifted the speaker after that. NO NOT TRACK. Anything but track. No offence trackers. I'd rather get sent back to Judo. I need exercise, seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113896245689148964?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113896245689148964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113896245689148964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113896245689148964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113896245689148964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/02/kerri-well-miss-you-d-hope-you-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113879840652300736</id><published>2006-02-01T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T04:53:42.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We walked around blindly in the quadrangle today, trying to get to the spot Gary Tang pointed out. Isn't that fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT THE FULL METAL ALCHEMIST NOTEBOOKS. D': Stupid Lot 1 C.C. STOCK MOORE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113879840652300736?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113879840652300736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113879840652300736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113879840652300736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113879840652300736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/02/we-walked-around-blindly-in-quadrangle.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113870832298853318</id><published>2006-01-31T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T03:52:03.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously, can I just resign from being the fucking key girl?! I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; asked to be the key girl. It's like you have to go school earlier, so as to get at the front of the queue, SO THE CLASS WON'T HAVE TO WAIT. Yeah and YOU LINE UP OUTSIDE THE G.O, TRYING NOT TO FUCKING FALL ASLEEP WHILE STANDING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goddammit, I'm in a horrendous mood. And they aren't any raisins around. *looks around*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just go to school at 7AM and be the last in the queue, and just let them bu shuang until I get retrenched, yeah? *thinks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113870832298853318?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113870832298853318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113870832298853318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113870832298853318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113870832298853318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/01/seriously-can-i-just-resign-from-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113870244083742967</id><published>2006-01-31T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T02:14:40.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No one has the mood to do aaaaaaaaaaaaanything &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at all&lt;/span&gt;. D': Everyone is majorly depressed, I suppose. D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time I've seen people spend New Year very sadly. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113870244083742967?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113870244083742967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113870244083742967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113870244083742967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113870244083742967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/01/no-one-has-mood-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113853762559950630</id><published>2006-01-29T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T04:27:06.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well Happy Chinese New Year. Today was quite okay I guess. The food was good, I got to drink coffee, and we played with new year stuff. Those press-the-packet-and-throw-and-it-goes-KABOOM things. :D And as usual, we bombard our cousin and dirty his long pants. :D Well, early in the morning, I saw 2 dead cats on the road. Either they were run over or they were knocked down. One was black the other was white with brown and black patches. The white cat was lying in a pool of it's own blood and I saw guts spilling out of it. :D Ah, it's CNY, shan't gross anyone out with more details. :D Well, I realised they tend to fold PLASTIC notes. When you fold plastic notes, it's very difficult to unfold the folds! &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113853762559950630?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113853762559950630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113853762559950630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113853762559950630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113853762559950630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/01/well-happy-chinese-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113844717714743003</id><published>2006-01-28T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T03:19:37.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watched FMA and Mantantei Loki Ragnarok todaaaaaay~ Nyaha I was practically squealing when I saw Roy and Hughes. :D:D *glomps* :D Andandand HEIMDALL~ *glomps as well* Ah the show after Mantantei Loki Ragnarok IS SO COOL. :D *heartheart*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113844717714743003?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113844717714743003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113844717714743003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113844717714743003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113844717714743003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/01/watched-fma-and-mantantei-loki.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113834582896403106</id><published>2006-01-27T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T00:13:12.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WE ALL MISS MR. GOH. D': I mean, the new principal really sucks. Like why can't we walk around the school! *frowns* Anyway because we went early, we could go up to watch the concert. Then when Edmund (6A) came and Hansen they all went down to bring him in, they got shoo-ed out. Saddening. The security guard is so idiotic. Anyway after the concert we left. Then after we left we were allowed to go in. -.- SO we went in. And we were told to stay in this place and we weren't allowed to go anywhere. -.- Then when some people went to play basketball, they got scolded. WHATEVER. And the principal is ultra ultra short. Anyway I seriously cannot understand why we aren't allowed to go in. Didn't they teach us to "yin1 shui3 shi1 yuan2"? And then they don't allow us to enter the school. *rolls eyes* OH YEAH WE WANT TO BOMB THE SCHOOL. WE WANT TO BURN IT DOWN. *sarcastic tone* Eesh. If they don't allow us to enter during teachers' day, I swear I'll force my way in. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYAHA I'M TALLER THAN EDMUND (Lay Kit's brother). :D:D I'm taaalll and happy to be taaalll! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 01&lt;br /&gt;I finished all the cookies Zee and I baked! :D Nice. :D (And Hanjing I do not make a good housewife just because I can cream stuff very quickly. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;/Edit 01&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113834582896403106?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113834582896403106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113834582896403106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113834582896403106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113834582896403106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/01/we-all-miss-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113827116210730542</id><published>2006-01-26T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T02:44:30.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Indeed, it IS sad that Kerri is leaving. AW so many people cried todaay! Pei Ying started crying then Jiaqi started and it continued. D': For some reason, I didn't cry. *blinks* Even Zhee and Zee started tearing. D': Huiying was crying and laughing, and Wai Yee was really crying. AW. patpat. D': WE'LL MISS YOU KERRI! D': Well, on a happier note, CNY is coming! No, wait. That's not very nice. You go around visiting and calling people, trying not to mess up the names. *frowns* Oh well. At least there're chocolates and candies and food. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah tomorrow we're so going to have a hard time getting in. :/ If the security guard refuses to let us in I guess we'll just have to force our way in or sneak in. Otherwise let's start gambling on the spot. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 01&lt;br /&gt;I think Heng cannot see that everyone is feeling gloomy and depressed because Kerri's leaving. -.- Well, for the next few weeks or the whole term, I shall observe if the class has gone really quiet, and if Zee starts ranting, "I MISS KERRI" etc. D':&lt;br /&gt;/Edit 01&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113827116210730542?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113827116210730542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113827116210730542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113827116210730542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113827116210730542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/01/indeed-it-is-sad-that-kerri-is-leaving.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113809660395751476</id><published>2006-01-24T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T01:56:43.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nyaha sync-ing songs are fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm off to do bloody ERIL. D':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113809660395751476?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113809660395751476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113809660395751476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113809660395751476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113809660395751476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/01/nyaha-sync-ing-songs-are-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113801251705386491</id><published>2006-01-23T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T02:35:17.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GAH FUCKFUCKFUUUCK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113801251705386491?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113801251705386491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113801251705386491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113801251705386491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113801251705386491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/01/gah-fuckfuckfuuuck.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113793973730747616</id><published>2006-01-22T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T06:22:17.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FINALLY FINISHED FUCKING LEGEND OF A RAINDROP. *kicks raindrop in the ass* OFF TO BLOODY HELL NOW, YOU EFFING THING. MWAHA. Now I shall go get some supper and celebrate. Hooray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113793973730747616?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113793973730747616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113793973730747616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113793973730747616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113793973730747616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-finally-finished-fucking-legend-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113792472114356256</id><published>2006-01-22T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T02:12:01.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHOOHOO Chrno Crusade #8 will be out on the 24th! So will Furuba #15! :D Yeees finally Chrno Crusade is finishing. *jumps on bed in joy and hits ceiling (again)*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113792472114356256?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113792472114356256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113792472114356256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113792472114356256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113792472114356256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/01/whoohoo-chrno-crusade-8-will-be-out-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113790203703731487</id><published>2006-01-22T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T19:53:57.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ELLEGARDEN LOVE! &lt;9 triple the love! :D go check it out! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yesterday was my tuan yuan fan. THERE WAS THIS POOR CAT BEGGING AT A TABLE AND THE FUCKING ANG MOH KID NOT ONLY REFUSED TO GIVE IT FOOD SHE WENT TO TAUNT THE LITTLE CAT! So the cat moved to another table for a while before moving back. -.- and after she finished her dinner she went to bully the cat even more. D': Then after we started eating the cat came over to OUR table and looked up. So my aunt gave it some fish and then it refused to leave. Then my sister went to put her shoe on it's back to shoo it away! So mean. Tsk. Anyway it looked very haggard, the fur was all mussed up and the left ear's tip was cut off, it's tail was sticking up at a very odd angle, and it's right paw looked as if it was broken. *stares pitifully at the cat* Well I'm off to do stupid Legend of the Raindrop and art and type out the stupid science stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113790203703731487?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113790203703731487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113790203703731487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113790203703731487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113790203703731487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/01/ellegarden-love-9-triple-love-d-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113782288207506576</id><published>2006-01-21T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T21:57:31.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today we went on a fieldtrip to Chinatoown~ :D Nyahaha I grouped with LiJun and Yvonne. We both got film cameraaa~ Anyway we followed Mr. K to the market first. There were so many things you seldom seee! I think I got a photo of the frog with the chopper halfway through the head when the man was butchering frogs. SO COOOL! :D Thenthen there was this very nice guy who noticed us taking photos so he asked us if we wanted him to kill a fish for us to take photo! :D I mean, he's killing just for US to take photos! :D it was so so so sosososososo coool~ He was holding down the body and he used this big wooden bat to whack it. Then the blood was splattered on the floor (because he was killing it on the floor) and he whacked and whacked and whacked. :D When he whacked it sounded like wood on wood! :D And I saw people beheading fish, scraping off scales etcetc. :D THENTHEN Yvonne needed to get eyes for their bio so we walked around and finally we found this stall selling pig's stuff! :D I got a nice photo of one whole pile of pigs noses, and one of it had blood coming out of it! :D Soso Yvonne asked the guy if he had any eyes that he could sell and he just went to get 2 for her from one of the pig's heads! :D SO COOL! It had bluuuueee eyes. :D So we requested for the uncle to hold up the pig's head while pushing out the eye and we took photos. :D Then there were some uncles who were so funny! They were like, "pai1 wo3 pai1 wo3!!" so we took photos of them and their wonderful stalls. :D Then there was this uncle who did the peace sign on both hands and went, "1, 2, 3!" for us to take photos. :D But I took on the count of 2. ^^; Nyahaha so after we left the market we just walked around and took photos. There was this ji go pek looking at the condoms at condom fantasy. -.- and I finished both rolls of film! :D After that I missed my dear 157 and ended up taking the same bus with Li Jun to Lot 1 to go to Comics Connection! :D I conclude Chinatown's market is very very interesting. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, Iris, I'm your angel. I'm Sinful Morbidness, and I haven't replied to you yet. D': sorry! ^^;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113782288207506576?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113782288207506576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113782288207506576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113782288207506576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113782288207506576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/01/today-we-went-on-fieldtrip-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113766687037957451</id><published>2006-01-19T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T02:42:28.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nyahahaa~ I am boooored! Science centre was laaaaame and well. Lame. *cough* At first we used my mp3 to record dear Zee reciting the whole chunk of information out. Buuut, there were background noises and stuff so we didn't use it in the end and borrowed Carol's camera. Ah well. Shall go read DeathNote. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental note: remember to sign consent form so as not to panic oneself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 01&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY MOOORTAAL~ (&lt;9 triple the love!)&lt;br /&gt;/Edit 01&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113766687037957451?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113766687037957451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113766687037957451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113766687037957451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113766687037957451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/01/nyahahaa-i-am-boooored-science-centre.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113749898664031143</id><published>2006-01-17T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T04:23:49.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well basically yesterday SUCKED. I mean, how can sleeping, waking up for toilet break/puking break, sleeping, waking up for toilet break/puking break, sleeping, waking up for toilet break/puking break, sleeping, waking up for toilet break/puking break and so on for the whole day be fun! O_O and the worst thing was while going to the doctor's I suddenly just went, "BLEEAAARGGH" onto my feet. And plus I washed my shoes were just washed on Sunday. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY FUCK BLOGGER I TYPED ONE NICE CHUNK ON WHINY SEC 1S AND FUCKING BLOGGER HAD TO RUIN IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine to make things short, some sec 1s are so whiny today at HCI that they went, "OH MY GOD, IT'S DRIZZLING!" *cue taking out umbrella to shield from the drizzle* WELL THEN SOMEONE JUST FUCKING SAVE THEM FROM THAT THAT THAT TORRENTIAL RAIN! *rolls eyes* even they admitted it was a drizzle. Kids nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 01&lt;br /&gt;BWAHA I just realised I can get stuck in the control room for the rest of this term or so. :D AND I REALISED AH MEI AND I DIDN'T GO DO SEC 1 MASS DANCE DUUUUTY. I DIDN'T KNOW WE HAD TO DOOOOOOO. WAH PIANG EH MR. K SURE KILL ON FRIDAY? O_O which reminds me I haveta go do my CCA CIP refeltions. Gah. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;/Edit 01&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113749898664031143?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113749898664031143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113749898664031143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113749898664031143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113749898664031143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/01/well-basically-yesterday-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113732723304730120</id><published>2006-01-15T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T04:27:44.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I conclude that I HEARTHEARTHEART (as Li Jun and I call her) Bat-chan! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I just accidentally snorted on my sweets. *cough* now my nose is hurting. &gt;&lt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waha I can twirl my drumsticks quite fast now, both left and right hands. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today they replayed the renci yiyuan thing. STUPID. BECAUSE OF IT THEY DIDN'T SHOW D.N. ANGEL AND SAIYUKI. D': I ended up watching the FMA and Loki Ragnarok episodes I recorded all over again. MIZUMIZUMIZUMIZUMIZUU~ *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm off to read "Reclaim" by Bat-chan! :D'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like LukWern's nick: When I say "Shotgun", you say "Wedding". "SHOTGUN!" "WEDDING!" "SHOTGUN!" "WEDDING!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 01&lt;br /&gt;Omfg just now at Jurong Point there was this China teenage girl twirling around in nets and stuff, performing for everyone. She was wearing a very tight costume, resulting in one big group of ji ko peks staring at her. O_O&lt;br /&gt;/Edit 01&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113732723304730120?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113732723304730120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113732723304730120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113732723304730120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113732723304730120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-conclude-that-i-heartheartheart-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113724632201388655</id><published>2006-01-14T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T05:45:22.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well today was the walkathon! It was fairly amusing. :D Snatching "customers" to take our stickers. After that went to Lot 1 with LiJun and entered the shops that were open. Then went out to Macs to stone until 11am. So I read .hack//. :D Finished! :D Then I bought 2 cards from Comics Connection! :D Tsubasa and FMA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that went home and took a 3hour plus nap. I just fell asleep on the couch in front of the tv. Eh! I think it was 4 hours. O_O Anyway woke up just in time for FMA. Squealed in front of the television when Roy appeared earning the attention of the whole household. -.-; REIMDALL! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I conclude I'll be broke after buying the flowers. D':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113724632201388655?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113724632201388655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113724632201388655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113724632201388655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113724632201388655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/01/well-today-was-walkathon-it-was-fairly.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113715424558296535</id><published>2006-01-13T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T04:10:45.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well basically, today sucked. Must be because it's the friday 13th. Aah, hogwash. I don't believe in that stuff. Anyway. BLOODY HELL. I am the BLOODY keygirl?!?! You are fucking kidding. *scowls* I mean, being art rep was baaaad enough. And to think I could resign. Now everyone has to have a role in class. *scowls* I. WANT. TO. BE. A. NORMAL. KID. But thank your lucky stars Zee, that we got you out of L.A. *grins* AND YOU ALL. SO BAD. PUT LIJUN AS ART REP! YOU KNOW HOW MUCH TEO BULLIES HER! Tsktsk! *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY! We wrote a nice, long, long, long letter to Zee telling her what happened in class! (duuh we wrote in while it was happening, LIVE NEWS REPORT! :D) Well after that was AV and Mr. K taught us how to use cameras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW THERE'S CCA CIP. 630AM REACH SCHOOL! OMFG, I WANT AND NEED MY SLEEEEP! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! :D From Zee! Which was from Luk Wern! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;In 2005 I...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broke a promise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;made new best friends&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;fell in love&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;fell out of love&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did something you swore never to do&lt;br /&gt;lied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;stole&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went behind your parents back&lt;br /&gt;disappointed someone close&lt;br /&gt;hidden a secret&lt;br /&gt;pretended to be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;got arrested&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;kissed in the rain&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;slept under the stars&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;had a birthday that sucked&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;kept your new years resolution&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgot your new years resolution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;met someone who changed your life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;met one of your idols&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;changed your outlook on life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sat home all day doing nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretended to be sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;loved him/her knowing they didn't love you back&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left the country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;almost died&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;given up something important to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;lost something expensive&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;learned something new about yourself&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tried something you normally wouldnt try and liked it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;made a change in your life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;found out who your true friends were&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a total fool of yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;met great people&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought he/she was the love of your life&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;got in a car accident&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;fell in love with a teacher at school&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;broke a bone&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;went to the ER or you were admitted to the hospital&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nearly died of laughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;gave up on love&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;wanted to die&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to run away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;lost faith in everythin&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;g&lt;br /&gt;had a broken heart&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's nothing wrong with being a loser, it just depends on how good you are at it." - Billie Joe Armstrong :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113715424558296535?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113715424558296535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113715424558296535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113715424558296535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113715424558296535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/01/well-basically-today-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113706524214578039</id><published>2006-01-12T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T03:27:22.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O_O *cough* well. Let's see how much I spent on manga today. *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.hack//The Legend of the Twilight Bracelet - $9.50&lt;br /&gt;Chrno Crusade #7 - $7.90&lt;br /&gt;Black Cat #19 and #20 - $10.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: $27.40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O well. There goes my lunch for a week and more I guess. *faints*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113706524214578039?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113706524214578039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113706524214578039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113706524214578039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113706524214578039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/01/oo-cough-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113697605689216476</id><published>2006-01-11T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T02:43:12.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GAAAH Chrno Crusade #7 is supposed to be out like, TODAYTODAYTODAYTOOOODAAAAY!! Maybe they sold out, because I am very certain I saw Superpsychic Nanaki or something. &gt;&lt;; AND I want to read Angel Sanctuary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113697605689216476?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113697605689216476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113697605689216476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113697605689216476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113697605689216476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/01/gaaah-chrno-crusade-7-is-supposed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113680497104282920</id><published>2006-01-09T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T03:09:31.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Should I buy 'X' by Clamp after Chrno Crusade finishes? Or should I go read Kingdom Hearts? .__.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113680497104282920?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113680497104282920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113680497104282920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113680497104282920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113680497104282920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/01/should-i-buy-x-by-clamp-after-chrno.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113663710234252650</id><published>2006-01-07T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T04:34:02.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am absolutely so fucking angry. But I'm still surpressing it. Sooner or later I'll turn violent and have to take anger management classes. &gt;&lt;; Warning to everyone: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVER&lt;/span&gt;, TOUCH MY MANGA UNLESS GIVEN PERMISSION TO, AND &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVER&lt;/span&gt;, OPEN MY MANGA SO &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WIDE&lt;/span&gt;, THAT YOU CAN SEE&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ALL THE WORDS&lt;/span&gt; AT THE RIGHT HAND SIDE OF THE PAGE, NEAREST TO THE SPINE (the manga is practically open like a storybook). Sooner or later, the glue at the end will just tear, and all the pages will fall out. IF YOU CAN'T READ, SQUINT LIKE I DO. AND IF YOU DO OPEN MY MANGA WIDE, I SWEAR, I'LL TURN VIOLENT. No permission from me means NO manga. Say I'm selfish, I DON'T CARE. I'm saying this because I used my OWN money to buy my manga, and I'm very protective of my manga, just like how people are protective of their CDs. *glares* Come and try if you want. I've been dying to punch someone for a long time. I've never done it, and it sounds like fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I declare that the world is horribly against me. No televison, no computer, no DRAWING. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THE WORLD?!?! I might as well just stay in school to do what I want and burn all my files into CDs to bring to school to view etc. *scowls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 01&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying for a real go with a real gun. &gt;&lt;;&lt;br /&gt;/Edit 01&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113663710234252650?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113663710234252650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113663710234252650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113663710234252650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113663710234252650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-absolutely-so-fucking-angry.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113655239087207529</id><published>2006-01-06T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T04:59:50.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I. WANT. TO. BE. THE. BLOODY. FLAPPER. &gt;&lt;;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17713639-113655239087207529?l=tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/feeds/113655239087207529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17713639&amp;postID=113655239087207529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113655239087207529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17713639/posts/default/113655239087207529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tagbeforeyouleave.blogspot.com/2006/01/i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kiy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14476715748584255421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17713639.post-113646856911820433</id><published>2006-01-05T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T05:42:49.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stupid Zee infected me with the stupid thing. *scowls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules: post 5 random and weird facts about youself and then at the end, list the names of 5 people whom you in turn infect. also, leave a post to these people letting them know they have been infected.&lt;br /&gt;1. I love blood.&lt;br /&gt;2. I am morbid.&lt;br /&gt;3. I like to diss Winnie the Pooh &amp;amp; Elmo. (as well)&lt;br /&gt;4. I am taller than Zee and Jialeh. &lt;img src="http://deadonarrival.org/poison/emoticons/biggrin.gif" alt="big grin" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am a schizo. &lt;img src="http://deadonarrival.org/poison/emoticons/biggrin.gif" alt="big grin" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool. Wonder if the smilies work. *stares up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. So today was the CCA Performance and stuff. Soo, I got to skip Malay and one and a half hours of Geography! JOY! :D The whole performance went quite smoothly, and I didn't screw up. &lt;img src="http://deadonarrival.org/poison/emoticons/biggrin.gif" alt="big grin" /&gt; The only thing that screwed up was the fact that the labtop was locked and the battery went flat, so the sec 1s were sitting in darkness while the other people backstage were panicking and talking anxiously through the Intercom. :D Then the sec 1s were so thick they thought the show was over, they started clapping. HELLO IF THE SHOW WAS OVER THE HOUSE LIGHTS WOULD BE LIGHTED UP. Eesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that was the CCA Exhibition. Li Jun and I had fun going around pretending to be sec 1s. :D Let's see, Volleyball, NPCC, NPCC, Girl Guides asked me to join their CCA. COOL! I WANT TO JOIN ALL! *waves frantically*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also advertised for Wushu and NPCC. LiJun advertised for Volleyball. Well Bearbear gave me their teeny weeny little wushu flyers so I just found some sec 1 kid and went, "Hello! Join Wushu!" Then she went like, "No I don't want to." So I just said, "Nono, it's very fun! At least, take this." Then I grabbed her hand and stuffed the flyer in it and ran off laughing maniacally with Li Jun running behind me laughing her ass off. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was Yuan Han! I was going back home when I met her. So she went like, "Going back already ah! So xing4 fu2." Or something like that. So I just told her I'll help her advertise and she gave me one flyer and told me don't let her ma'ams see. Why so scared of them! *frowns* Anyway even if they see me and question me, I'd just tell them, "SAVE PAPER FOR YOU LA." So once Yuan Han turned her back, I saw a sec 1 and told her, "HELLO! Join NPCC okay! It's very fun!" And stuffed the flyer in her hand. And she actually went, "Okay!" In a really enthusiastic voice. O__O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well, better go do class tee. 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