<?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-24982183</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:59:52.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMH Patient Daily Observation Profile - Patient 007 Shire</title><subtitle type='html'>Patient 007, admitted to IMH for going so crazy she rawked the world and kicked ass. DO NOT FEED HER HIGH SUGAR CONTENT FOOD OR YOUR ASS WILL GET KICKED AND SHE WOULD ESCAPE.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>109</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-1998096615595903214</id><published>2007-06-21T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T18:25:09.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As usual</title><content type='html'>Was playing this game last night.&lt;br /&gt;Some Prom night story maker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;Since freshman year, Tesshire had been getting mysterious notes in her locker from a &lt;u&gt;secret admirer.&lt;/u&gt; Then one day, she got one asking her to prom. It said, "If you go to prom with me, I'll &lt;b&gt;hop&lt;/b&gt; you forever. Love, &lt;b&gt;Fifty&lt;/b&gt;." She thought, "Who could resist such a passionate plea," and accepted that afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tesshire was having a hard time finding something to wear. But days before prom, she dreamt she was doing the &lt;b&gt;YMCA&lt;/b&gt; (LMAO) in a beautiful &lt;b&gt;long Victorian gown with a tulip skirt&lt;/b&gt;. In the morning, Tesshire decided to have a seamstress make her dream outfit, and borrowed a pair of her friend &lt;b&gt;Naomi&lt;/b&gt;'s &lt;b&gt;green&lt;/b&gt; shoes to match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night of the prom, Tesshire swept some &lt;b&gt;green&lt;/b&gt; (YUCK ) lipstick across her mouth, styled her hair &lt;b&gt;in loose curls&lt;/b&gt;, and waited by the door...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;Fifty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt; showed up right on time, looking like a(n) &lt;b&gt;monkey&lt;/b&gt; in a &lt;b&gt;a trompe d'oeil tuxedo tee-shirt&lt;/b&gt;. Tesshire couldn't believe her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was embarrassing introducing &lt;b&gt;Fifty&lt;/b&gt; to her family. They were so &lt;b&gt;stupid&lt;/b&gt; about the whole thing. First they made the two of them pose with fake Burger King prom crowns on for dozens of photos in the &lt;b&gt;bedroom&lt;/b&gt;. Then, they started with the embarrassing questions: "How long have you had your driver's license? Do you plan to go to college?" And so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 15 minutes later, the doorbell rang. Tesshire's ex was standing at the door begging her not to go. She and &lt;b&gt;Fifty&lt;/b&gt; ducked out the back door while her family ran interference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was going to be a loooong night…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;As they drove up to the prom in &lt;b&gt;Fifty&lt;/b&gt;'s &lt;b&gt;horse and carriage&lt;/b&gt;, Tesshire saw &lt;b&gt;Mdm Liew&lt;/b&gt; making out with another teacher in the parking lot. (I mean like LMAO WTH?!) Everyone knew they were together, but it was still kind of gross to see them going at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fifty&lt;/b&gt; honked the horn and shined the brights on them. Tesshire reached over and turned them off. "What, are you drunk," she said, and made a mad dash into the party. Inside &lt;b&gt;Fifty&lt;/b&gt; dragged Tesshire over to the snack table and dumped a bottle of vodka in the punch. Maybe somebody was drunk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tesshire couldn't believe everyone was just &lt;b&gt;puking&lt;/b&gt; while &lt;b&gt;backstreet boys&lt;/b&gt; played, so she grabbed &lt;b&gt;Fifty&lt;/b&gt; and started doing the &lt;b&gt;YMCA &lt;/b&gt;(LOL) on the empty dance floor. But &lt;b&gt;Fifty&lt;/b&gt; started to look a little green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the music stopped...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;There was a tousle on stage. Tesshire was horrified to see that her ex had followed &lt;b&gt;Fifty&lt;/b&gt; and her to the prom and was begging Tesshire for a dance in front of the whole school. She didn't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone started chanting her name and clapping to encourage her to say yes. She turned beet red, and ran into the bathroom to hide. She wouldn't come out until &lt;b&gt;Naomi&lt;/b&gt; came to tell her the coast was clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they were walking out the door, &lt;b&gt;Mdm Liew&lt;/b&gt; stopped her. "Was that you flashing your lights at us in the parking lot, young lady? Was that you pouring liquor into the punch?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nope," she said, "that was &lt;b&gt;Fifty&lt;/b&gt;." "Haven't you heard of guilt by association," &lt;b&gt;Mdm Liew&lt;/b&gt; said, and slapped her with a detention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The bold ones are adjectives  which I [fill in the blank] without knowing the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;LOL. Anyway... I have'nt bother to change the tagboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;LOL SO whatever, please tag on my new xanga web.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;www.xanga.com/seriously_crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's under renovation now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yea... the holidays have been a blast. An &lt;i&gt;atomic bomb&lt;/i&gt; that hit me in the face.&lt;br /&gt;3 tries to guess what is the atomic bomb. No prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are seriously &lt;b&gt;NUTS&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I mean 12 newspaper cuttings totally does'nt improve anything.&lt;br /&gt;Vocab... Im just &lt;b&gt;copying and pasting&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they just give us one piece of homework that we would learn something from it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-SG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Im not doing &lt;u&gt;some&lt;/u&gt; of them.&lt;br /&gt;Im not &lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt; hardworking enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-1998096615595903214?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/1998096615595903214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=1998096615595903214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/1998096615595903214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/1998096615595903214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/06/as-usual.html' title='As usual'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-6521716734645918240</id><published>2007-06-09T18:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T19:07:19.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems</title><content type='html'>How can I express it. I can't.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so strangled and hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;Its like you're having the time of your life, and you're free.&lt;br /&gt;Life was never better, when suddenly,  you're trapped in a box and teh box just fills&lt;br /&gt;itself with shit. You can't stop it, and you don't know why it happens and&lt;br /&gt;all you can do is wait. Just wait for more shit to come until you get engulf and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats wrong with my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like just right before the holidays, I loved how I led my life.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVED&lt;/span&gt; my life.&lt;br /&gt;There was hardly any major problems, no love prob, no friend prob, no family prob.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe thats why Im having shit now.&lt;br /&gt;Its like, I love all my friends and I got a lot a lot more friends since sec1.&lt;br /&gt;It's like thats good for my self confidence.&lt;br /&gt;My studies were okay.&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly, everything sucked.&lt;br /&gt;This week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some probs are personal, I don't wanna tell.&lt;br /&gt;But my hair, my losing streak, me jinxing everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats WRONG with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, maybe I reached my limit when the damn hairstylist anyhow cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just when I think of hair and how my hair is a disaster, I'll start crying.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why, the first time was when I started to sob in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;Then I came out, when to watch TV.&lt;br /&gt;Then during Ad, I'll go o the mirror to try to mend my hair, and i'll cry a bit again.&lt;br /&gt;It sucks like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SAID V SHAPE AND 2 INCHES AND MY FRINGE A BIT.&lt;br /&gt;She cut 4 inches off.&lt;br /&gt;The 4 inches will take me 6 months to grow back.&lt;br /&gt;and My fringe!&lt;br /&gt;WHATS YOUR PROB?&lt;br /&gt;I said A BIT. meaning just tidy.&lt;br /&gt;YOU GO CUT OFF AND LAYER.&lt;br /&gt;I look like some stupid fat pig.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't pile me up with more shit. PLease.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-6521716734645918240?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6521716734645918240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=6521716734645918240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/6521716734645918240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/6521716734645918240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/06/problems.html' title='Problems'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-3472203693183720963</id><published>2007-05-20T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T21:31:42.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Midsummer Night's Dream</title><content type='html'>I have been soooo busy.&lt;br /&gt;When I come online, I feel so incomplete.&lt;br /&gt;Like I got a million things to do, and I'm not doing it.&lt;br /&gt;The kitten is really really really taking up everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, I need a break.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so cranky this few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yesterday went to watch A midsummer's night dream with the lit students.&lt;br /&gt;It was so nice but there were parts I couldn't understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="375"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="txt_o"&gt;&lt;span class="char"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="lnnum" width="20"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="txt_o" width="355"&gt;Oh, I am out of breath in this fond chase.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="lnnum" width="20"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="txt_o" width="355"&gt;The more my prayer, the lesser is my grace.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="lnnum" width="20"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="txt_o" width="355"&gt;Happy is Hermia, wheresoe'er she lies,&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="lnnum" width="20"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="txt_o" width="355"&gt;For she hath blessèd and attractive eyes.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="lnnum" width="20"&gt;65&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="txt_o" width="355"&gt;How came her eyes so bright? Not with salt  tears.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="lnnum" width="20"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="txt_o" width="355"&gt;If so, my eyes are oftener washed than hers.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="lnnum" width="20"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="txt_o" width="355"&gt;No, no, I am as ugly as a bear,&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="lnnum" width="20"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="txt_o" width="355"&gt;For beasts that meet me run away for fear.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="lnnum" width="20"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="txt_o" width="355"&gt;Therefore no marvel though Demetrius&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="lnnum" width="20"&gt;70&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="txt_o" width="355"&gt;Do, as a monster, fly my presence thus.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="lnnum" width="20"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="txt_o" width="355"&gt;What wicked and dissembling glass of mine&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="lnnum" width="20"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="txt_o" width="355"&gt;Made me compare with Hermia's sphery eyne?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="lnnum" width="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="txt_o" width="355"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="lnnum" width="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="txt_o" width="355"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="lnnum" width="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="txt_o" width="355"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I like Shakespear but Wooah, his language is so WTH is it about?&lt;br /&gt;But that makes it all so wow right?&lt;br /&gt;I wished Mr Sandhu would do an activity with us and made us act a shakepear play.&lt;br /&gt;Oh that would be cool.&lt;br /&gt;And I would wanna play Helena. Or Hermia, cause she's so Bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was picnic style kinda play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhweeellll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-3472203693183720963?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3472203693183720963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=3472203693183720963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/3472203693183720963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/3472203693183720963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/05/midsummer-nights-dream.html' title='A Midsummer Night&apos;s Dream'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-6126306475272953505</id><published>2007-04-29T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T00:44:59.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Badada</title><content type='html'>I am going crazy!&lt;br /&gt;I just can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE EXAMS TO END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am mugging, yet slacking.&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh nvm.&lt;br /&gt;It is weird how I study better ON MY BED than on a study table.&lt;br /&gt;It is ALSO weird how chem is so much more interesting than bio.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I WAS SUPPOSED TO LOVE BIO.&lt;br /&gt;It is like, I study chem, I read ONCE and I remember already.&lt;br /&gt;Bio, I must read 10 times before I actually concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I am exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;But its half true.&lt;br /&gt;BIO IS SO BORING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I get agitated easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was studying in the afternoon but I switched on the light in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad came in and said, "Afternoon leh, must on light meh? Waste my electricity only."&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly felt damn pissed.&lt;br /&gt;Its like damn angry.&lt;br /&gt;Although it was true I dun really need the light, I JUST FELT DAMN PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;Like wth dun disturb me la.&lt;br /&gt;If you want me to do well, leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like I got PMS or smth. Just worse, and I don't have PMS.&lt;br /&gt;SO, please don't piss me off.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I cannot study afterthat.&lt;br /&gt;When my dad left, I was kicking my bed, wondering why am I so mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE REALLY!&lt;br /&gt;Whats my problem.&lt;br /&gt;Exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta do well. I gotta do well.I gotta do well.I gotta do well.I gotta do well.I gotta do well.I gotta do well.I gotta do well.I gotta do well.I gotta do well.I gotta do well.I gotta do well.I gotta do well.I gotta do well.I gotta do well.I gotta do well.I gotta do well.I gotta do well.I gotta do well.I gotta do well.I gotta do well.I gotta do well.I gotta do well.I gotta do well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-6126306475272953505?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6126306475272953505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=6126306475272953505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/6126306475272953505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/6126306475272953505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/04/badada.html' title='Badada'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-5281427782154629488</id><published>2007-04-25T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T00:37:06.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAM</title><content type='html'>My blog looks damn messy but...&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T CARE CAUSE ITS THE EXAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DREADED PERIOD OF THE AHHHHHHS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it is the weirdest thing cause I cannot study.&lt;br /&gt;It does'nt go into my head.&lt;br /&gt;I am reading but I am daydreaming and I get lost easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say, I can empathize with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, cause you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; to do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cause I want that laptop and to beat Gabriel and to show that I can do it again&lt;br /&gt;for another whole year running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MUST WORK HARD,&lt;br /&gt;I MUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayy...&lt;br /&gt;I don't care to post anymore until the end of the exams.&lt;br /&gt;And did I say that Mum is thinking of going to Japan straight after EXAMS?&lt;br /&gt;Which means pon tang-ing school.&lt;br /&gt;So I'll be in Japan while you guys are in School. Hahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its a maybe only. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH! Tesshire rocks and she can rock this exam.&lt;br /&gt;She knows she can. Or not.&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/24982183-5281427782154629488?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/5281427782154629488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=5281427782154629488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/5281427782154629488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/5281427782154629488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/04/exam.html' title='EXAM'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-7101769164066676161</id><published>2007-04-23T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T23:04:49.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EXAMS!&lt;/span&gt; CAN DIE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more tyco's already!! =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How how how??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning Fiesta got screwed up big time but nevertheless,&lt;br /&gt;we produced excellent results and tons of people praised us.&lt;br /&gt;*beams in pride*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really really&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;SORRY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to those people who I shouted at.&lt;br /&gt;And I am really sorry that I was so bossy.&lt;br /&gt;Could'nt help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-7101769164066676161?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7101769164066676161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=7101769164066676161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/7101769164066676161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/7101769164066676161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/04/exams.html' title='Exams'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-6598604181043017394</id><published>2007-04-13T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T18:36:41.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New SKIN</title><content type='html'>MY NEW SKIN AND IT ROCKS SO HARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did this portion by myself.&lt;br /&gt;I am soo very proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;Spent 4 hrs on this skin.&lt;br /&gt;Damn satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I NEGLECTED MY STUDIES.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna chiong study later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I used back the same template the last time,&lt;br /&gt;only making changes to this portion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I did'nt save the last template the other time and had to go to blogskin to get the basic navigation template and start from scratch again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which consist of changing the fonts, the colours, the layout, editing my profile, moving the navigation box to the side(took me one hour to figure out how to, without messing up my blogger toolbar above), editing this background, inserting a box for the blog and etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I am proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, Kester is scaring me.&lt;br /&gt;He talks to me too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realise he smokes.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I never suspected, but I AM GONNA SAY,&lt;br /&gt;Go away, I HATE smokers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TESSHIRE HATES SMOKERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-6598604181043017394?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6598604181043017394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=6598604181043017394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/6598604181043017394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/6598604181043017394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-skin.html' title='New SKIN'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-814082999682530805</id><published>2007-04-05T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T23:19:04.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, me and ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Rate the accuracy from 0-10.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Visual Learner&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourlearningstylequiz/visual.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You tend to remember what you see, and you have a good eye for aesthetics.You excel at art, design, and computer programming.You would be an excellent film director - or the next Bill Gates!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourlearningstylequiz/"&gt;What's" Your Learning Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Marks - 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 32% Slacker&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouaslackerquiz/slacker-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have a few slacker tendencies, but overall you tend not to slack.You know how to relax when the time is right, but you aren't lazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are You a Slacker?&lt;a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marks - 5&lt;br /&gt;The questions are for adults. So duh, I can't tick yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#fff8c2;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Life Secrets Are&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffce3"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/yourlovelifesecretsrevealedquiz/love.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Looking back on your life, you will have a few true loves.&lt;br /&gt;You've been deeply wounded in the past, and you're still recovering from that hurt.&lt;br /&gt;It's important to you that your lover is very attractive. You like to have someone to show off.&lt;br /&gt;In fights, you are able to walk away and calm down. You are able to weather the storm.&lt;br /&gt;Break-ups can be painful for you, but you never show it. You hold your head high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your Love Life Secrets, Revealed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marks - 7&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a lot of true loves though.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;Liking a guy for 4 years and then forgetting him after 6 months of not being in the same class isn't true love and I was in Pri school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eecdb5;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Soul Really Looks Like&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f1ded0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/insidetheroomofyoursoulquiz/room.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are a wanderer. You constantly long for a new adventure, challenge, or eve a completely different life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very grounded, responsible, and realistic person. People may not want to hear the truth from you, but they're going to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe that people see you as larger than life and important. While this is true, they also think you're a bit full of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your near future is a lot like the present, and as far as you're concerned, that's a very good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is all about caring and comfort. You couldn't fall in love with someone you didn't trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="%3Ca"&gt;Inside the Room of Your Soul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marks - 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#999999"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Blogging Type Is the Private Performer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/private.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your blog is your stage - with your visitors your adoring fans.At least, that's how you write with your witty one liners.And while you like attention, you value your privacy.You're likely to have an anonymous blog - or turn off comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Blogging Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marks - 4&lt;br /&gt;This is more of Darilyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 62% Vain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howvainareyouquiz/vain-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're a little vain, but you also work hard for your good looks.Just remember, everyone knows you are a total hottie. You don't have to remind them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="%3Ca"&gt;How Vain Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marks - ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Will Be a Cool Parent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/wouldyoubeacoolparentquiz/parent-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You seem to naturally know a lot about parenting, and you know what kids need.You can tell when it's time to let kids off the hook, and when it's time to lay down the law.While your parenting is modern and hip, it's not over the top.You know that there's nothing cool about a parent who acts like a teenager... or a drill sergeant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="%3Ca"&gt;Would You Be a Cool Parent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marks - This we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky child. Oh, that would be my child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 70% Perfectionist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouaperfectionistquiz/perfectionist-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are a true perfectionist. You are both demanding of yourself and others.While it's great to have goals and standards, they don't need to be sky high!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="%3Ca"&gt;Are You a Perfectionist?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marks - 9&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would be higher but there were very little questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 61% Sexy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howmuchsexappealdoyouhavequiz/sexy-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your Sex Appeal Is: Extremely High&lt;br /&gt;You're very sexy. You just have that certain something that takes over a room.You know how to attract, entice, and keep whoever you want. You are truly appealing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="%3Ca"&gt;How Much Sex Appeal Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marks - 6&lt;br /&gt;Aiyerrr... Serious ah?&lt;br /&gt;Darilyn Scorpio! I want you to take this. Lets compare. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your True Love's Name Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourtruelovesnamequiz/lovebirds.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dustin T.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourtruelovesnamequiz/"&gt;What's" Your True Love's Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marks - 0&lt;br /&gt;I know this is retarded but its fun trying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Career Personality: Brainy, Logical, and Efficient&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/quickanddirtycareertest/intj.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your Ideal Careers:&lt;br /&gt;Archeologist AstronomerBook editorBusiness managerCivil engineerDesignerEconomistInventorJudgeScientist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="%3Ca"&gt;The Quick and Dirty Career Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marks - 3&lt;br /&gt;Not interested in most except designer and judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Drama Princess (or Prince)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouadramaqueenquiz/princess.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're not over the top dramatic, but you have your moments.&lt;br /&gt;You know how to steal the spotlight...&lt;br /&gt;And how to act out to get your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People around you know that you're good for a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;But at times, your drama gets a bit too much for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Tone it down a tad, and you'll still be the center of attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="%3Ca"&gt;Are You a Drama Queen (or King)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marks - 7&lt;br /&gt;So so la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Pride Quotient: 62%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howmuchpridedoyouhavequiz/pride-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're beyond proud - you think you're honorary royalty.And while you may be nice on occasion, it's usually just to get what you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="%3Ca"&gt;How Much Pride Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marks - 6&lt;br /&gt;Eee... So evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 44% Shy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howshyareyouquiz/shy-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Although you live a pretty normal life, you tend to be a fairly shy person.Many situations make you feel uncomfortable, and you sometimes find your shyness hindering your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="%3Ca"&gt;How Shy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marks - 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center" border="1" color="black"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#eaccff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What You Really Think Of Your Friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eed6eb"&gt;Laura is your soulmate.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2e0d6"&gt;You truly love Naomi.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f7ebc2"&gt;You consider Neville your true friend.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fbf5ad"&gt;You know that En Ni is always thinking of you.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffff99"&gt;You'll remember Darilyn for the rest of your life.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fff199"&gt;You secretly think Amanda is creative, charming, and a bit too dramatic at times.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffe29a"&gt;You secretly think that Natasha is colorful, impulsive, and a total risk taker.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffd49a"&gt;You secretly think that Kartika is loyal and trustworthy to you. And that Kartika changes lovers faster than underwear.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc59a"&gt;You secretly think Park is shy and nonconfrontational. And that Park has a hidden internet romance.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="%3Ca"&gt;What Do You Think of Your Friends?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marks - 1/10&lt;br /&gt;OMG I AM SERIOUSLY LAUGHING TO MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS FREAKING FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMAGINE KARTIKA CHANGE LOVERS FASTER THAN HER UNDERWEAR.&lt;br /&gt;AND PARK!&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,I asked naomi once a test smth like this to see who reminds us of what colour.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, that day I was feeling lame, so I asked Naomi.&lt;br /&gt;"When I say a person's name, you write down the colour that you think of that suits them most"&lt;br /&gt;Then I also did one but my colours and hers were different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL PARK.&lt;br /&gt;AND KAR.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my mum wants me off.&lt;br /&gt;She says she does'nt want to see me using the com cause the exams are coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WANT TO CONTINUE USING THE COM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOOO....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I still got my GB which I have'nt battle with Syl and Gordon for 3months!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOOOO..... I WANT TO GO ON! HMPF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-814082999682530805?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/814082999682530805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=814082999682530805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/814082999682530805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/814082999682530805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/04/me-me-and-me.html' title='Me, me and ME'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-1523996989526031350</id><published>2007-04-03T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T00:32:21.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So we went walking</title><content type='html'>You know what is wrong in BDS?&lt;br /&gt;Miss Abraham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any moment she will just pop in and say hi.&lt;br /&gt;"Hi" as in "Why is your class so messy?"&lt;br /&gt;Classic.&lt;br /&gt;Or,&lt;br /&gt;"Excuse me Mr/Ms/Mrs/Mdm ??? Sorry for interrupting your class. Blah and blabber"&lt;br /&gt;Or,&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly you smell something, followed by two big eyes scanning the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeee, freaky sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter where you are, she torments you.&lt;br /&gt;Get a Abraham, it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, advertisment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Abraham.&lt;br /&gt;She is a hell of a woman.&lt;br /&gt;As in a DM.&lt;br /&gt;LOL Dar, DiceMaster.&lt;br /&gt;DiceMaster = Rubbish and Cheap in HBO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, during Amths, I went up to 3B which was having a free period.&lt;br /&gt;5 mins before I had to go down, Ham came.&lt;br /&gt;Syl was like running to his seat and suddenly everyone damn orderly.&lt;br /&gt;However,  a bunch of ppl went down for lunch and were missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ham: What period is it now? Where is the teacher?&lt;br /&gt;3B: Free Period&lt;br /&gt;Ham: Where is your other classmates?&lt;br /&gt;3B: Go down&lt;br /&gt;Ham: Are you supposed to go down? ( I think she herself dunno if its allowed )&lt;br /&gt;3B: Some dunno some no.&lt;br /&gt;Ham: ARE YOU ALLOWED TO GO DOWN AND LOITER?&lt;br /&gt;Chai: No.&lt;br /&gt;Ham: Where are all the prefects?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Fast Foward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And her usual YadieYada, and then I was so freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;Tech sat beside me and I went,&lt;br /&gt;Sway la, I first time come then Kena.&lt;br /&gt;Then Tech went, waa tesshire you die you die.&lt;br /&gt;I went, I know, Damn sway.&lt;br /&gt;Tech: Sway la you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Alfred came in and I was at Alfred's place.&lt;br /&gt;Damn heng he never demand his seat or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when the YadieYada Professional was distracted by the "mess" above the locker,&lt;br /&gt;I chiong out of the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;"PRAAAAAAAAA" So Smart Man.&lt;br /&gt;I bang the table.&lt;br /&gt;SO LOUD!&lt;br /&gt;Then I as like OH SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;So I turned, saw her still YadieYada-ing to poor Kar and Yi Feng,&lt;br /&gt;and Dashed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heng man.&lt;br /&gt;If she suddenly say, who is that?&lt;br /&gt;I WILL DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after her professional YadieYadaing in 3B, she came down to 3C.&lt;br /&gt;So she YadieYada abt cleaniness again.&lt;br /&gt;Then she saw Samuel putting his feet onto his socccer ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ham: Why is your feet on your ball?&lt;br /&gt;Sam: Err, resting my feet.&lt;br /&gt;Ham: You don't give me such a silly excuse.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kamath, he says that the reason for putting his feet onto the ball is to rest his feet. Is that a silly reason?&lt;br /&gt;Math: Yes, what an answer, so silly. ( Bo Pian, Cannot fight la )&lt;br /&gt;Ham: Give me your ball and see me after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overload of Abraham.&lt;br /&gt;OVERLOAD!&lt;br /&gt;The problem with the school is Abraham.&lt;br /&gt;Abraham and her YadiYadaYadieYada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh... and when I showed my sis the yearbook,&lt;br /&gt;she pointed out, who is this woman?&lt;br /&gt;Her hair like mad scientist, pao zha one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she dare to say other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YADA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayssss, Mr Ghaz way of saying, or&lt;br /&gt;By the wayssss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today CPW we planned on meet up on Fri at 10.30 at TM and have super early Lunch at seoul garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, Went to Pizzahut Dar and Nao and what a miracle!&lt;br /&gt;My "migraine" was gone!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I could'nt make it back for Bio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after eating, Super full, we went for a walk.&lt;br /&gt;Damn funny la, we walked around the terrace houses, then come to a dead end,&lt;br /&gt;turn back to a fork road and wonder where we came from.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Walked for 30mins all the way to Neville's bus stop from Pizzahut.&lt;br /&gt;Kewl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back, overslept and did'nt study.&lt;br /&gt;S.Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make a friendster group.&lt;br /&gt;EMOsucks or&lt;br /&gt;anti-EMO or&lt;br /&gt;EMOyuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, People will hate me.&lt;br /&gt;No wait.&lt;br /&gt;EMOs will hate me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait.&lt;br /&gt;Do I care?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;EMOSuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially, EMO wannabe but cannot be.&lt;br /&gt;POSER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but as you know, I &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;AM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; a &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;nice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; girl. And I don't tag blogs of people I am not close of.&lt;br /&gt;Even if i don't like you.&lt;br /&gt;Unless I really hate you.&lt;br /&gt;Which is rare cause this nice little innocent girl don't hate people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;YEAH BABY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-1523996989526031350?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/1523996989526031350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=1523996989526031350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/1523996989526031350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/1523996989526031350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-we-went-walking.html' title='So we went walking'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-8442173506990316796</id><published>2007-03-31T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T01:39:28.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 101th post</title><content type='html'>I AM SUPER LAZY TO POST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall summarise and then maybe blog another day and the summary will help me remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW James, Qing Yuan, Raden, Geng Fei and I sat in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Ghaz's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Car&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lookie Syl, your fav teacher. Eat that!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and he treated us to dinner. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came Late.&lt;br /&gt;Nat, Edi, James, Nat and I went to Changi Airport BK for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to the forest behind Tanah Merah MRT.&lt;br /&gt;Set up tent and mat.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Lim Bo Bo - Zheng Yuan to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started Raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James, Natasha, Michell, Natashak and Edi took the mat and put over their heads like lion dance like that.&lt;br /&gt;Yusof, Amalina, Raden, Qing yuan and I took the tent.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. We turned the tent so that the door of the tent was faced down and we went in from under.&lt;br /&gt;How CREATIVE can we get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super crazy. =]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drivers that went past were looking at us.&lt;br /&gt;PLUS+ My tent was SUPER colourful.&lt;br /&gt;What a sight. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we walked out to the road  and  realised,&lt;br /&gt;only the  grassy part, the part which we set up out tent and were supposed to film in was raining. The road was not raining.&lt;br /&gt;The funniest thing was that, cause we were on a slope, there was water flowing down and the water was warm. Really warm and nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were standing on the road and wondering what we should do when the rain came over.&lt;br /&gt;By then, Yusuf had folded the tent so that it was flat, but triangular shaped.&lt;br /&gt;Then we all took the tent and went under it.&lt;br /&gt;There was no space for Jasmine and the rain became damn heavy.&lt;br /&gt;I am SO &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUPER&lt;/span&gt; SORRY JASMINE. =[&lt;br /&gt;Then we quickly made our way to the school and on the way there,&lt;br /&gt;I called Jasmine and told her we could make space for her.&lt;br /&gt;So she came under, half of her body out and half of  her body in.&lt;br /&gt;Poor her, I feel so bad.&lt;br /&gt;PLUS+ cause my tent was water proof, it collected water on top. Then someone accidentally tilted the tent and the water spilled onto Jasmine's head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel soo bad =[.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Dar copied and paste my blog profile onto MSN which I haven't edit since Sec One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a playful girl, I am lazy, I am a bit considerate, I am a bit selfish,and You Stupid Sylvester U better remember that I am not a SEXIST! U idiotic idiot. I am straitforward, which I noe can be bad sometimes, but I can be helpful, can be a bit shy, most of the time brave, a bit tomboy, blur, ERmmmm... hav a bit attitude problem... heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. So childish =X sounds like Naomi.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I AM NOT A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEXIST&lt;/span&gt;. Look I went out with 1,2,3,4,5 guys &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt;. Oh, but do you call them guys? They are probably too gay. And babyish. Like JA&lt;s&gt;M&lt;/s&gt;NE&lt;s&gt;S&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we reached school and just nice, Mr Ghaz came.&lt;br /&gt;So we all went into the canteen and sat there and rubbish around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot remember when all these events happened.&lt;br /&gt;They just happened.&lt;br /&gt;I will just say what I can remember.&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghaz keep using the toy gun to shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;I tickled James until he fell onto the floor from the canteen chair.&lt;br /&gt;I punched Raden.&lt;br /&gt;I laughed like some crazy beyotch.&lt;br /&gt;Ghaz laughter is damn funny, like HAH HAH HAH.&lt;br /&gt;James laughter is like heheheheeee and is super GAY.&lt;br /&gt;Lim Bo Bo loved the picture I drew of his father.&lt;br /&gt;(He won't scan it to me, he say its his father thats why. And I drew the pic for the filming cause Lim Bo Seng was supposed to look sad and look at his father's photo cause his father died.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to class 4D to do some filming and Jeremy was the Ang Mor Kia.&lt;br /&gt;He was supposed to speak in a Ang Mor Accent and he tried and it was HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;It sounded so Italian I could almost &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;die&lt;/span&gt; laughing.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we settled for his normal voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at 4.30, we were kicked out of the classroom caused the auntie wanted to lock the room.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway so we went back to the canteen and did the scene of Lim Bo Bo and his father and Lim Bo Bo shaking hands pretending to be closing a deal.&lt;br /&gt;LOL the other person was GHAZ shaking LBB hand.&lt;br /&gt;Then they so stiff, I was controlling my laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we waited for Geng Fei to come to do the Torturing scene.&lt;br /&gt;Then I kept screaming at people to do their stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Especially at Lim Bo Bo.&lt;br /&gt;LOL then Ghaz was like Waaa Tesshire, I never see you like that man.&lt;br /&gt;Always sleeping sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Then James was like her husband sure die one (x2).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL anyway, we did the torture scene and asked Victor to be the other Jap soldier.&lt;br /&gt;I ask you, if you kena caning you will smile a not?&lt;br /&gt;Yea and Lim Bo Bo(If you forgot, its Zheng Yuan) keep smiling.&lt;br /&gt;It was so retarded. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lim Bo seng: I will not betray my country *spits*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, after that scene, I look at Geng Fei's shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Then the spit still there.&lt;br /&gt;Got foam one.&lt;br /&gt;I was like laughing my head off.&lt;br /&gt;Eeeewwww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after filming, Zy had to leave for his TMNT movie.&lt;br /&gt;Teenage Mystical Ninja Tesshire. Woowo!&lt;br /&gt;New Disney Channel show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, by then, there was only&lt;br /&gt;me, qing yuan, raden, james, geng fei and Michell.&lt;br /&gt;Then Mitch's parents were picking her up so we waited with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghaz kept pretending to shoot me with his gun.&lt;br /&gt;Retarded.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and scary sia.&lt;br /&gt;Scarly he knows my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should lock my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Yeaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyway,&lt;br /&gt;He asked if we wanted to go and eat,&lt;br /&gt;I was like,&lt;br /&gt;50/50 like that.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I go home also sian sian,&lt;br /&gt;then I like hanging out with them.&lt;br /&gt;Minus Ghaz.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like mixing too much with teachers.&lt;br /&gt;There's a line for me&lt;br /&gt;At the same time,&lt;br /&gt;I am the only girl and it would be super weird to have dinner with a bunch of&lt;br /&gt;not guy enough to be called guys human beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all of them going, So I thought&lt;br /&gt;Okay la. Go la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO WE WENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we went to the market place placy,&lt;br /&gt;Sempang of whatever its called.&lt;br /&gt;And ate Prata.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghaz treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghaz fetched me and James to Bayshore there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I took 13 home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, IN THE CAR,&lt;br /&gt;ON THE WAY BACK,&lt;br /&gt;GHAZ WAS TUNING THE RADIO CHANNEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he settled on one channel.&lt;br /&gt;The song not nice one, so I said, why don't you go to 98.7?&lt;br /&gt;Then Ghaz was like Har?&lt;br /&gt;The the radio suddenly went 987 blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;I was so Paiseh, James laughed like siao and so did Mr Ghaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyaaaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so not a SUMMMARYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fail liao.&lt;br /&gt;I fail my Eng liao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-8442173506990316796?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8442173506990316796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=8442173506990316796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/8442173506990316796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/8442173506990316796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/03/101th-post.html' title='The 101th post'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-843430761478125609</id><published>2007-03-28T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T00:00:00.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100th Post</title><content type='html'>Feelings now: Jealous/ Super super jealous/ Regrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my 100th post for this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Hurray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;Today we had the 2.4k.m run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run run run until wana die.&lt;br /&gt;17 minutes and dunno how many secs.&lt;br /&gt;Was so hot and sticky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yea.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we had the usual lessons.&lt;br /&gt;Saw on Syl's blog that Mr Chan failed his test.&lt;br /&gt;Thats Somehow GREAT yet somehow sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww... He failed a to be a teacher test or smth.&lt;br /&gt;I mean poor thing la.&lt;br /&gt;But he really not fit to be a teacher la.&lt;br /&gt;He explains.&lt;br /&gt;We don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;He gets pissed that we don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;We don't pay attention cause he isn't the kind of teacher we would respect.&lt;br /&gt;We don't respect him, thats why we don't pay attention during his class,&lt;br /&gt;which leads to chaos and confusion and in the end, no one really learnt anything.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't really his fault that he is like that actually.&lt;br /&gt;Some people just do not have the waddya call that?&lt;br /&gt;Make you respect them kind of quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah he just does'nt.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike Mr Kamath.&lt;br /&gt;I want you baaaccckkk!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after the Useless just Plain Copying Lesson (UPCL) we had other lessons and then Art and Bio.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, after today's Bio, I thought Mr Leonard not angry with me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;But Syl's blog said that Mr Leonard mentioned me as in&lt;br /&gt;"the girl who put his pic as her dp"&lt;br /&gt;Shiittyy shiitt nut in a box of the tree in the lawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. And for Bio, we are going to some excursion.&lt;br /&gt;OMG I wanna go to the Frog Farm but only I wanna go.&lt;br /&gt;The rest wanna go to the boring Mushroom Farm which I went already&lt;br /&gt;And it was B-O-R-I-N-G.&lt;br /&gt;Or the seafood farm.&lt;br /&gt;Eeewww the smell of fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for PGW.&lt;br /&gt;Woo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad Syl refuses to be the Jap Soldier.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...It would be fun though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-843430761478125609?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/843430761478125609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=843430761478125609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/843430761478125609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/843430761478125609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/03/100th-post.html' title='100th Post'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-2708788143658881769</id><published>2007-03-26T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T22:38:00.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My would be 99th post.</title><content type='html'>Ommgg... Tmr got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;BIO&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was pretty much okay.&lt;br /&gt;Scheduling another meeting next Sat.&lt;br /&gt;It is going to be more organized okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natasha said she asked &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Syl&lt;/span&gt; to take the place of Jerald as a &lt;s&gt;Japanases&lt;/s&gt;Japanese Soldier.&lt;br /&gt;I don't get why I keep typing Japanese that way.&lt;br /&gt;That was the 5th time or so at typing &lt;s&gt;Japaneses&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;Japanases&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt; Omg that so was'nt intentional. I wanted to say&lt;br /&gt;That was the 5th time or so at typing Japanese wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;So it would be the 6th or so now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. If he is going to be,&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; wait to see him in the uniform.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be a laughing hyena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or it might be Yi Feng or Ken. LOL then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today there was a "blackout"&lt;br /&gt;I hated it.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes hurt from straining.&lt;br /&gt;And [insert name here] was so NOISY.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go and say stfu in [insert name here] face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAMES GO TO HELL.&lt;br /&gt;I will never do the BOLLYWOOD SCENE with GENG FEI&lt;br /&gt;YOU CURLY WAVY NOT REBONDED GAY PIG!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-2708788143658881769?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2708788143658881769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=2708788143658881769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/2708788143658881769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/2708788143658881769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-would-be-99th-post.html' title='My would be 99th post.'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-8866809905123343645</id><published>2007-03-25T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T22:40:57.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The PRoject which was a failure</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, was damn ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the video grps arranged to meet yesterday t the school bus stop at 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;There were supposed to be 21 ppl or so coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached the bus stop at 2.20.&lt;br /&gt;I told Nat I would be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the bus stop, I was like OMG its so empty.&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell was everyone?&lt;br /&gt;So I rang Nat up.&lt;br /&gt;She told me that she was in TM looking for fake blood and told me to go TM MRT to find the rest.&lt;br /&gt;The rest = Amalina, Qing Yuan, NatashaK and Yusuf, Ghim Hui, QinYing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went, and told Amanda who was on the way to go to the MRT.&lt;br /&gt;Went there, decided to wait..&lt;br /&gt;Wait until Nat, Mitch and James came back from TM, then we went to the forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were fooling around there, waiting for the IMPT ppl to turn up to film.&lt;br /&gt;The not impt ppl were there but the IMPT ppl, well, they just decided to sabo everyone and come late.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am saying you Geng Fei.&lt;br /&gt;Happily said you were leaving, when you were at home playing your com game.&lt;br /&gt;I was so pissed.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the Fashion Group People, they did'nt do their costumes.&lt;br /&gt;So we did not have &lt;u&gt;any&lt;/u&gt; costumes except the Jap ones.&lt;br /&gt;How screwed.&lt;br /&gt;We were like, how to film with no costumes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then anyway, while waiting for the VIP,&lt;br /&gt;Zy and some people went to shop and save to buy snacks.&lt;br /&gt;I asked ZY to get for me a &lt;b&gt;can&lt;/b&gt; of soyabean.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what. He bought a litre.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then he went to buy Ferrero Rocher also.&lt;br /&gt;So I took one and ate.&lt;br /&gt;After that, I pasted the sticker on my nose.&lt;br /&gt;The ferrero sticker.&lt;br /&gt;Then Amanda started asking everyone to take one and paste on themselves.&lt;br /&gt;So she said that ZY bought pirated Ferrero Rocher LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at TM, James also bought guns.&lt;br /&gt;Costing 24.90 for one.&lt;br /&gt;Woahh.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty funny, everyone was fighting for the guns.&lt;br /&gt;And now I know, James is super scared of tickles.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Also, his pants kept dropping off.&lt;br /&gt;He was like, I can't run! My pants will drop. * pulls pants up *&lt;br /&gt;I would have worn boxers, but I got no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't have to know, James.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then,&lt;br /&gt;We fooled around for 2 and a half hours.&lt;br /&gt;And then Geng Fei came.&lt;br /&gt;"BASH HIM UP!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;That bastard.&lt;br /&gt;Never say sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they wore their Japanese costumes.&lt;br /&gt;Lol at them.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I turned and saw them in the process of wearing their costumes,&lt;br /&gt;the shirt was too big for GengFei and the pants was not Hipster. It was super high and they tucked in and then I started laughing until I wanna cry.&lt;br /&gt;Mitchell was like Relax Tesshire.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, I am laughing to myself now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after about 15 mins after his arrival, we remembered to get serious.&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to find the scenes to film.&lt;br /&gt;I mean like at least do smth to show Ghaz.&lt;br /&gt;So we begged ZY to be LBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we started to film.&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL AND LOL.&lt;br /&gt;We always had to redo cause well,&lt;br /&gt;ZY was so freaking stiff.&lt;br /&gt;I was like film halfway, then start laughing. Redo.&lt;br /&gt;There was this time, ZY was'nt ready.&lt;br /&gt;Natasha finished her narrating already but ZY behind,&lt;br /&gt;was scratching his leg.&lt;br /&gt;Then he realised our cam were turned to him so he started to walk.&lt;br /&gt;Then walk a few steps later, he jerked, and said&lt;br /&gt;"eee got bee"&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we did a few more scenes and everyone was like FASTER!&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO GO TOILET!&lt;br /&gt;I was like running around screaming, don't make me laugh anymore or&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna pee in my pants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, between intervals, Raden, How Guan,  Wei jia and Jerald came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooo... So funneh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word funneh reminds me of Naomi.&lt;br /&gt;She likes to use neh behind words that are able to use neh.&lt;br /&gt;Like Funneh.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-8866809905123343645?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8866809905123343645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=8866809905123343645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/8866809905123343645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/8866809905123343645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/03/project-which-was-failure.html' title='The PRoject which was a failure'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-3927337249386580705</id><published>2007-03-22T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T17:25:54.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTH with today.</title><content type='html'>I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate everything today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was some emotional person, I think I would burst out crying.&lt;br /&gt;But I am strong, I never cry.&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling so weak now, I'll crumble anytime.&lt;br /&gt;I am crying emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;Crying badly.&lt;br /&gt;I mean who wouldn't?&lt;br /&gt;I won't cry out loud.&lt;br /&gt;I'll stay strong.&lt;br /&gt;I am just not strong enough to say sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know dar and nao will read this but&lt;br /&gt;walau.&lt;br /&gt;When Dar smsed me, telling me to come online asap,&lt;br /&gt;after I told her I did'nt say sorry,&lt;br /&gt;I thought, either something really good happened or something really bad happened.&lt;br /&gt;And I came online,&lt;br /&gt;Naomi said, Oi! Why you never say sry to Mr Leonard just now?&lt;br /&gt;Dar said Hio, why YOU NEVER SAY SORRY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, is IT MY FAULT?&lt;br /&gt;I am not Dar and Mr Leonard is Not Ghaz.&lt;br /&gt;If it's Ghaz, maybe it is okay, he is not as scary.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like mixing too much with the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;The total opp of Dar.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even have your support and you all like blame me for not saying sorry.&lt;br /&gt;C'mon la, put yourself in my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;I think Naomi, You'll cry.&lt;br /&gt;The entire time in Bio was torturous enough already.&lt;br /&gt;The entire one hour was spent avoiding Mr Leonard and contemplating&lt;br /&gt;if I should say sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I think it is enough punishment already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for myself.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for myself for landing myself in such a shitty situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no, if I say sorry to Mr Leonard, I won't mean it.&lt;br /&gt;What's the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only I, can get myself into such a pile of shit.&lt;br /&gt;Other people put other teacher's pictures on their display pic.&lt;br /&gt;They put it for months even.&lt;br /&gt;Draw on their face also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only put his face there for one day and see where it got me.&lt;br /&gt;In this huge pile of dung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am living in hell now.&lt;br /&gt;This is so much worst than the last time.&lt;br /&gt;When the last time I promised myself to never let myself get into sticky situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I had said sorry, where would I be?&lt;br /&gt;But it is so HARD to just suddenly say sorry cause he hadn't broach the subject or smth.&lt;br /&gt;For example, if he said, Tesshire come here and said I heard you put my Picture as your dp right?&lt;br /&gt;I would have just simply explain it all.&lt;br /&gt;It would have been that easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be damn weird cause there is a middleman.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to explain.&lt;br /&gt;It is like he never say anything about me,&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly I say sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Mr Ghaz asks me why I never say sorry,&lt;br /&gt;I might say, it is not fair and I don't think I am THAT in the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;All I have put is he and his middle finger.&lt;br /&gt;Not the one showing him running.&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why I am the only one who because I put a teacher's pic for one day,&lt;br /&gt;get into this situation.&lt;br /&gt;Other people put the other teacher's face and draw on them and leave it as their dp for weeks or months, but I just put it to show and then I get into all this crap.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think all the worrying and such is already enough liao.&lt;br /&gt;It is a torment and I just want to forget about this.&lt;br /&gt;If I say I am sorry, I won't mean it cause I am not in the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what I am going to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging is good.&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling much better.&lt;br /&gt;It is time for POA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 2 people saboed me.&lt;br /&gt;One is [insert name here]&lt;br /&gt;Two is the person who told that a student put Mr Leonard as a dp to a teacher , who told Mr Leonard who told Ghaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will find out who that is.&lt;br /&gt;We'll wait and see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-3927337249386580705?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3927337249386580705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=3927337249386580705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/3927337249386580705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/3927337249386580705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/03/wth-with-today.html' title='WTH with today.'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-2656954944601616805</id><published>2007-03-22T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T00:59:40.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything</title><content type='html'>I don't blog vry often nowadays I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Too busy.&lt;br /&gt;This week, I have been sleeping late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun night - 2p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Mon night - 12.30p.m&lt;br /&gt;Tues night - 12.30 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Weds night - today. Probably 1.10p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to go back to sleeping in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAVE ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so looking forward to this sat,&lt;br /&gt;we doing filming for PGW you see.&lt;br /&gt;20 over ppl are going to meet at BDS bus stop LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My group is doing Lim Bo Seng&lt;br /&gt;LBS - Gabriel&lt;br /&gt;LBS wife - Amanda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha and so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I promised myself, I won't get into shit like this again.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it all ends well like the last time.&lt;br /&gt;I promised myself, yet somehow, I got into this shit situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time was,&lt;br /&gt;sending that sms indirectly insulting Mrs J.&lt;br /&gt;I got so anxious the next few days, feeling like I have ruined my life.&lt;br /&gt;I probably had.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I got damn low for Art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time,&lt;br /&gt;it is more serious.&lt;br /&gt;Mr L. is the more unforgiving type.&lt;br /&gt;It was like, I realised my mistake today,&lt;br /&gt;no time to change it.&lt;br /&gt;During his class, I was like lie low. Lie low.&lt;br /&gt;Then at the end of the lesson, that [insert name here] saboed me.&lt;br /&gt;Whats her problem.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I had to sneak out of the classroom before he noticed.&lt;br /&gt;He did'nt really stared at me or what, cause that [insert name here] walk past him and told him.&lt;br /&gt;Then just after that, Alfred or Jerald, I did not have the mind to remember,&lt;br /&gt;asked him to explain one part of the lesson again,&lt;br /&gt;so when he turned around, I ran out of the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't see his reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAVE ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this friendster thing is one whole big mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I sound depressed?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;It is a blog.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habits die hard.&lt;br /&gt;What I thought I finally stop, is coming back.&lt;br /&gt;I guess, it is so, I dunno whats happening around you so I tend to worry more.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PROMISE MYSELF THAT I WOULD NOT MOCK PEOPLE OR TRY TO GEI KIANG LIAO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-2656954944601616805?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2656954944601616805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=2656954944601616805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/2656954944601616805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/2656954944601616805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/03/everything.html' title='Everything'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-2131284443082327723</id><published>2007-03-13T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T21:59:12.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malacca</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling damn down man this few days.&lt;br /&gt;Just like damn depressed, easily irritated, dun feel like having fun.&lt;br /&gt;sian sian like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think maybe I know I am back,&lt;br /&gt;and I cnt run away from the fact that I have not shown my parents my report slip.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno la.&lt;br /&gt;Headache now.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it la, could'nt sleep it off.&lt;br /&gt;I can't always rely on panadol.&lt;br /&gt;But like that how?&lt;br /&gt;Thats the only way out.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it, can't take it any longer.&lt;br /&gt;If I go on, I'll go mad.&lt;br /&gt;Damn screwed la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, just ate it.&lt;br /&gt;The weather is freaking hot also.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe thats another reason.&lt;br /&gt;Today I tried to do a stopmotion with barbie dolls, but&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, I failed and did'nt have the patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the whole damn day was wasted on nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing productive.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I did was watched movies on youtube,&lt;br /&gt;for the ENITIRE day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am goin got bathe soon after I finish blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Then do something productive if I got the mood to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Malacca.&lt;br /&gt;The first day, I went to school with Kar and left the house at 6.20&lt;br /&gt;Then we stop at Naomi's bus stop but was asked to wait cause she forgot her toothbrush and sweater.&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, we WERE LATE already.&lt;br /&gt;So, in the end, we took a cab there and I paid for it.&lt;br /&gt;Naomi, you hai us take cab you never offer to pay cab fare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we should'nt have taken a cab cause&lt;br /&gt;the coach came LATE.&lt;br /&gt;So yea.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we boarded the coach and had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;We were like the only ones awake and making noise.&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, we decided to catch some sleep cause we were planning to stay up late.&lt;br /&gt;So Zzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, halfway through the journey,&lt;br /&gt;but already in Malacca, we stop by some hawker centre.&lt;br /&gt;Changed into a new shirt and bought wedges there.&lt;br /&gt;My other shirt, mysteriously has smudges of the fruitella sweet I was giving out previously. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;No one, even me can eat the sweet until go at the sleeve of my shirt right.&lt;br /&gt;My hands did'nt even touch the sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went for a Nonya lunch.&lt;br /&gt;It was not fantastic, but we were starving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we proceeded to Mini Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;It was so darn cool.&lt;br /&gt;The showed real size houses from the different states of Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;The fun one was the Sarawak one.&lt;br /&gt;The Ladder had me screaming mummy.&lt;br /&gt;I could go up.&lt;br /&gt;But I had like hell a lot of difficulty getting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after Mini Malaysia,&lt;br /&gt;we went to a rainforest.&lt;br /&gt;There were statues of Dinosaurs and we excitedly run towards them.&lt;br /&gt;However, I ran into a metre big spiderweb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea I did.&lt;br /&gt;So I did.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which after I could'nt stop jumping like mad.&lt;br /&gt;Waving arms around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we took some pics with the Dinos and on the way back,&lt;br /&gt;I think it was Kar, cnt really rmb, who spotted a dead snake.&lt;br /&gt;Then the guys infront took the snake and scare some ppl.&lt;br /&gt;I can't help thinking that they were stealing credits.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it was'nt them who spotted the snake yet they were the ones with the attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after the rainforest, we went to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;Century Mahkota Parade Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;We had the two bedroom apartment.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty cool cause it was big and spacious.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Kar took the single beds and Dar and Nao took the Quuen beds.&lt;br /&gt;We left the hotel at 7.30 for our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DINNER which was Fish N Chips!&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;But it was Too much.&lt;br /&gt;Could'nt finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went shopping at Jonkers Street after that.&lt;br /&gt;I bought a wallet, 3 hp pouchers, stickers.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad we did'nt have enough time.&lt;br /&gt;Cause we were already late when I spotted the SUNGLASSES!&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on to the mall and I bought a necklace and a shirt there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was time to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back and bathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And KEN, you screwed our night.&lt;br /&gt;You had to go and spread the rumour that the teachers were going to do a spotcheck and&lt;br /&gt;in the end, we decided to wait for awhile b4 going to Joey's room but when we called Joey's room,&lt;br /&gt;they were in your room and we did'nt know.&lt;br /&gt;So whatever fun we could have, we missed out or we could'nt have them.&lt;br /&gt;I brought TWISTER DAMN YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we played ONE game of Twister and watched TV.&lt;br /&gt;Quite hilarious the show.&lt;br /&gt;Mel slept in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST one to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;I did'nt bring my spects so everything was in a blur to me.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, if I did'nt set my alarm,&lt;br /&gt;no one would have woken up.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I woke up at 6.10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Nao's room and they were all still sleeping so soundly&lt;br /&gt;so I woke them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then bathe/change all that liao,&lt;br /&gt;we went down for our buffet.&lt;br /&gt;Did'nt eat much, no appetite.&lt;br /&gt;Only one gustler eat like mad.&lt;br /&gt;And that was Dar who ate 2 plates of food.&lt;br /&gt;And was the 4th to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;5 mins some more.&lt;br /&gt;Kar still got reason to wake up late.&lt;br /&gt;She's sick Kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went sightseeing.&lt;br /&gt;The olden tombs and all that.&lt;br /&gt;It was sooo cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around noon, we went to the Nonya Museum.&lt;br /&gt;So cute and so valuable were the stuff there.&lt;br /&gt;I cnt forget the wine.&lt;br /&gt;1842 If I rmb right.&lt;br /&gt;All I know is, it was at least a century old.&lt;br /&gt;Hau jiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;So we went to see how rubber was formed, after having our lunch there.&lt;br /&gt;We also went to see how the kampong in Malacca was like.&lt;br /&gt;So and so and so and sadly,&lt;br /&gt;it was time to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi&lt;br /&gt;Melissa&lt;br /&gt;Darilyn&lt;br /&gt;Kartika&lt;br /&gt;Joey&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn&lt;br /&gt;Allison&lt;br /&gt;Victor&lt;br /&gt;Edison&lt;br /&gt;Yi Feng&lt;br /&gt;Ken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malacca+!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOM PICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8aQ-IT62OZU/RfanXsNYXDI/AAAAAAAAAAw/L98k-8g50wI/s1600-h/P3090634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041400858333961266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aQ-IT62OZU/Rfar_cNYXII/AAAAAAAAABY/Ew_RokIWPBk/s1600-h/P3100794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041405939280272514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aQ-IT62OZU/Rfar_cNYXII/AAAAAAAAABY/Ew_RokIWPBk/s320/P3100794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8aQ-IT62OZU/RfatM8NYXJI/AAAAAAAAABg/TNbYKYwJtNE/s1600-h/P3100812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041407270720134290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8aQ-IT62OZU/RfatM8NYXJI/AAAAAAAAABg/TNbYKYwJtNE/s320/P3100812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-2131284443082327723?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2131284443082327723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=2131284443082327723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/2131284443082327723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/2131284443082327723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/03/malacca.html' title='Malacca'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8aQ-IT62OZU/RfanXsNYXDI/AAAAAAAAAAw/L98k-8g50wI/s72-c/P3090634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-3788863690536338592</id><published>2007-02-28T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T21:09:19.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn YOU X-COUNTRY!</title><content type='html'>You know what?&lt;br /&gt;I am so pissed at X-country because,&lt;br /&gt;they had to choose a day that rained,&lt;br /&gt;causing me to have to take out my umbrella which led to me leaving it in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I forgot to take it in my rush to get off the bus.&lt;br /&gt;Two, Caused my shoes to get soaking wet cause I stepped in a lot of puddles.&lt;br /&gt;Three, Caused me to fall, hurt myself, lose blood and get A DEEP WOUND.&lt;br /&gt;Four, spilled my coke.&lt;br /&gt;Five, Feel damn paiseh cause everyone was looking at my leg which had blood flowing down from my knee to my socks.&lt;br /&gt;Six, dirty my nice nice handkerchief to clean my knee.&lt;br /&gt;Seven, waste money on a taxi to get myself home.&lt;br /&gt;Eight, suffer the pain of having a wound on my knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugrgh.&lt;br /&gt;You know the reason I fell was because I saw Martin.&lt;br /&gt;Caused I thought I was quite late liao,&lt;br /&gt;then I saw him walking in the rain to KFC there,&lt;br /&gt;then I just looking at him when I trip over the damn "wattaya call that? The higher platform thing behind carpark lots so that the car won't park so back? " thing which was only 3 inches high. And fell onto a carpark lot.&lt;br /&gt;Waaaa...&lt;br /&gt;Martin. YOU la!&lt;br /&gt;And of course BDS, the person who delayed the announcement that the X-C is cancelled is so retarded. Could'nt he see that the rain confirm won't stop?&lt;br /&gt;Have'nt you observed rain for at least 20 years?&lt;br /&gt;Rain like this will take a long time to stop.&lt;br /&gt;Are you so retarded to be not able to see that and hope some miracle to happen?&lt;br /&gt;Even if it does stop, it would be so wet, there would be accidents.&lt;br /&gt;Are you going to overlook that just because you find it lei chey to hold it again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asshole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school without your best buddies really is boring.&lt;br /&gt;It is like, my life, compared to their life in B,&lt;br /&gt;is so MUCH MORE different.&lt;br /&gt;It is boring as boring can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boing boing boing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-3788863690536338592?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3788863690536338592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=3788863690536338592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/3788863690536338592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/3788863690536338592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/02/damn-you-x-country.html' title='Damn YOU X-COUNTRY!'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-4368022546541640279</id><published>2007-02-21T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T23:54:56.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY and other stuff</title><content type='html'>CNY is over and SO IS THE HOLIDAYS.&lt;br /&gt;Daaarrrnnn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I got $504  and being the good girl, I don't keep my angpow money.&lt;br /&gt;If I do, hoh seh man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, CNY played Mahjong and Blackjack which I LOST $12.&lt;br /&gt;Haha what luck.&lt;br /&gt;BUT my dad won $160.&lt;br /&gt;From $12 people and maybe, most are won from my uncle who always bet $20.&lt;br /&gt;While the rest bet $2 like me.&lt;br /&gt;At first, I win like mad, then lose like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ater a while, I gave up and played mahjong but rejoined the BlackJack players again.&lt;br /&gt;And won like $18 and lost all again.&lt;br /&gt;LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all in all, It was an Okay- CNY.&lt;br /&gt;At least I FINALLY get to wear my new clothes which I have been saving or so long.&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 have this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;PGW is going to be ME.&lt;br /&gt;and ME and ME who is going to do most of the work AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walau.&lt;br /&gt;Last year was like that.&lt;br /&gt;This year most probably also.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway group work.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why I always kena one.&lt;br /&gt;The one who do most of the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Sian la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my mum always say I too easy to be taken advantage of.&lt;br /&gt;But is like, blank blank blank, EH WHY I DO ALL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-6619663670066218850</id><published>2007-02-17T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T14:36:24.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I went to my Grandma's house for reunion dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Had steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;AND HAVING STEAMBOAT FOR DINNER LATER AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how I &lt;strong&gt;HATE&lt;/strong&gt; steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I HATE STEAMBOAT LIKE I HATE GOING TO THE ZOO. SO THERE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday we had CNY celebration in school.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty 'screwed', complained Darilyn.&lt;br /&gt;Screwed it was.&lt;br /&gt;My butt and legs suffered &lt;strong&gt;MASSIVE DAMAGE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Massive Psychological Damage(MSD) you hear?&lt;br /&gt;This legs and butt went through trauma.&lt;br /&gt;They might get a Phobia of SITTING DOWN DURING CNY!&lt;br /&gt;*Gasp*&lt;br /&gt;2 hours of sitting in a cramp space.&lt;br /&gt;Only able to change a bit of position.&lt;br /&gt;So Darilyn We got it worse here.&lt;br /&gt;I rather sacrifice some view than get diagnosed with MSD to legs and butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So done complaining, I'll move on to the content of the reason&lt;br /&gt;Of my legs and butt getting MSD.&lt;br /&gt;So watched Dances, Prize presentations and Blahs and Blahs.&lt;br /&gt;The same as last year.&lt;br /&gt;The same joke and the same dances. Oh wellies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that went to East Point to fix my problematic Phone.&lt;br /&gt;And the cost of repair is $50.20.&lt;br /&gt;What the &lt;a href="mailto:$%@#*%$%"&gt;$%@#*%$%&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp;@#!!&lt;br /&gt;They want to replace the enitire screen thing.&lt;br /&gt;Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at night,&lt;br /&gt;went to Mama's house for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;As I said steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my neice is so cute!&lt;br /&gt;She speaks abit of chinese cause my auntie speaks Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;Then she will go Bao Bao when she wants to be carried.&lt;br /&gt;And she can say Hao, Mama, Papa.&lt;br /&gt;And she loves foood.&lt;br /&gt;Its like she will walk to the place with a lot of food.&lt;br /&gt;And stare.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I so wanna go and cuddle her but my cousin-in-law like so scary like that.&lt;br /&gt;Like dun smile one.&lt;br /&gt;So I don't dare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I MISS DEXTER.&lt;br /&gt;WTH why my uncle could'nt come?&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see Dexter!!&lt;br /&gt;And I think Dexter is a lot more fun than Evangel-smthsmth a.k.a my niece.&lt;br /&gt;Who they call yingying.&lt;br /&gt;Cause Dexter is so hyper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh... anyway you all would'nt care much about my CNY celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;Like I dun bother to read your entries about you and your family outings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that my page visit counter,&lt;br /&gt;Is spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;So I know got people read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;BUT NO ONE TAGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So smart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-6619663670066218850?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6619663670066218850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=6619663670066218850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/6619663670066218850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/6619663670066218850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny.html' title='CNY'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-3821513871799002313</id><published>2007-02-13T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T19:45:16.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today I...</title><content type='html'>was so bored in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wellies.&lt;br /&gt;Super sian la.&lt;br /&gt;So it led me to frustration.&lt;br /&gt;And irritation.&lt;br /&gt;Retarded.&lt;br /&gt;Boringly retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;just before the video of CNA started,&lt;br /&gt;I fell into a deep sleep.&lt;br /&gt;And woke up only to realised I missed the video.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;And it felt like a few seconds which I slept.&lt;br /&gt;But it was the whole Vid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Mr Sandhu called for students to go up to read their reflections&lt;br /&gt;and he called James at first.&lt;br /&gt;Then I was like shit shit, I never write anything.&lt;br /&gt;So I was like, aiya anyhow write just in case.&lt;br /&gt;Then he called Amanda and Tian Ci.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Heng heng la.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, my reflection would be pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after CNA when we were about to go back,&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sandhu caught up with James and gave him 2 oranges.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Valentines.&lt;br /&gt;Another normal day.&lt;br /&gt;Normal Usual Lame day.&lt;br /&gt;The only difference is my dear friends get free ferro rocher from me.&lt;br /&gt;Yea thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I feel like playing jokes tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;It'll be funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PODCAST! SIAO-PHISTICATED.&lt;br /&gt;On Thurs!&lt;br /&gt;Can't Wait!&lt;br /&gt;More info on Thurs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-3821513871799002313?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/3821513871799002313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=3821513871799002313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/3821513871799002313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/3821513871799002313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/02/today-i.html' title='Today I...'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-2701262804278112692</id><published>2007-02-12T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T22:30:34.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>90th Post</title><content type='html'>Monday Monday!!&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today after school,&lt;br /&gt;Kar who bought a new HP with a cool programme,&lt;br /&gt;Face Warp which distorts the face,&lt;br /&gt;tried to take a photo of Chai, Tech, Syl.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed is Valentines.&lt;br /&gt;How nice if you come to class and see a bouquet of flowers on your table.&lt;br /&gt;And from someone you like.&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, such things hardly ever happens and that entitles me to daydream.&lt;br /&gt;You know how it goes,&lt;br /&gt;you think too much about some fantasy and it never happens.&lt;br /&gt;The best things happen when you least expects them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Let the best things happen to me and&lt;br /&gt;TESSHIRE! yes you! Stop daydreaming or that dream of yours won't come true.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh!! Damn I cnt help it.&lt;br /&gt;Let me daydream the extreme.&lt;br /&gt;The extreme that won't happen to me in one million years.&lt;br /&gt;Yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh.... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have'nt do my Eng HW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I hate night dreams that mix me up with reality.&lt;br /&gt;Like weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-2701262804278112692?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/2701262804278112692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=2701262804278112692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/2701262804278112692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/2701262804278112692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/02/90th-post.html' title='90th Post'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-629065973563351547</id><published>2007-02-07T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T22:30:34.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What what what... Lets see...</title><content type='html'>Today hmm...&lt;br /&gt;Today PE!&lt;br /&gt;Was Badminton.&lt;br /&gt;So fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And erm erm erm...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much la.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;Like really nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meant stuff did happen but,&lt;br /&gt;its the usual stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-629065973563351547?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/629065973563351547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=629065973563351547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/629065973563351547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/629065973563351547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-what-what-lets-see.html' title='What what what... Lets see...'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-8300744865256979318</id><published>2007-02-01T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T20:49:18.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughing Thursdays</title><content type='html'>Today was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had the debate thing today and it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then after school,&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for Bio,&lt;br /&gt;we ate our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to wash our hands and then cause&lt;br /&gt;I only like those taps that will hold the water fr you so that you don't have to keep on pressing the tap for the water to flow out, I went to test the taps.&lt;br /&gt;I went press, water stops, next one, press, water stops, next one etc.&lt;br /&gt;Until I came to one that does'nt stop so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Then Naomi called me Siao, but Darilyn thought that Naomi called her siao instead.&lt;br /&gt;So Darilyn who was drinking the water cooler,&lt;br /&gt;splash water at Naomi and I splashed water at Darilyn.&lt;br /&gt;Then Darilyn started chasing me around the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, Mr Ghaz was there and so Was Mr. Leonard.&lt;br /&gt;Then I ran past him so, Naomi, who was walking after me was called by Mr.Ghaz to stop me and Dar.&lt;br /&gt;But I did'nt know and Naomi was calling me to stop but she never say why.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. So until I walked pass Mr Ghaz again, avoiding Dar,&lt;br /&gt;I saw him using his finger to ask me to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Mr leonard said, eh you how old ah?&lt;br /&gt;Then I was like one.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Then Mr Ghaz say why you running around?&lt;br /&gt;Then I point to Dar and Say she chase me what.&lt;br /&gt;Then Dar said cause I spray her with water&lt;br /&gt;Then I say cause she spray naomi with water&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;So it was like, you lor.&lt;br /&gt;Eh not me is you lor.&lt;br /&gt;You lor you lor.&lt;br /&gt;Your fault lor.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very funny la today.&lt;br /&gt;I think Dar will blog about it so you can go and see her version. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-8300744865256979318?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/8300744865256979318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=8300744865256979318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/8300744865256979318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/8300744865256979318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/02/laughing-thursdays.html' title='Laughing Thursdays'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-6575240638808376853</id><published>2007-01-30T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T23:32:11.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anything or what</title><content type='html'>I seldom blog nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I am so tied up and, when I am online, I don't feel like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, celebrated Kars Bdae on Sunday at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel like writing it.&lt;br /&gt;But, I shall, for my future sake and for you, the one who is looking at this dot - .&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, YOu can visit Naomi's blog or Darilyn's blog if I never blog.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I realised I really very long never blog liao.&lt;br /&gt;Very... Cause I realised I am missing a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Kar's Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;We all planned on leaving the house at 1.30.&lt;br /&gt;And then me coming back for Naomi at 2.30.&lt;br /&gt;But... somehow, we dragged the time and left at 2.30 when Naomi joined us.&lt;br /&gt;We could actually leave at 2, but since it was already 2, I rather we wait for Naomi.&lt;br /&gt;So, to pass time, Car,Kar,Dar and Emma went to 7-11 to eat Instant Noodles.&lt;br /&gt;I ate luch already though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 4 bikes.&lt;br /&gt;And 6 of us.&lt;br /&gt;So, we took turns to tong pang eachother except dar.&lt;br /&gt;Kar tong pang Car/Naomi.&lt;br /&gt;Emma tong Pang Car when I take over Kar to TP naomi.&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we rode to the beach near East Coast Lagoon Food Centre, and settled down,&lt;br /&gt;we sat on rocks and sand to pass time, chit chat, eat chips, watch the beach...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there was a wavebreaker, you know that rock thing?&lt;br /&gt;Well, yeah, the beach coastline had a  funny shape so that if you walk to the extreme right of the wavebreaker, it sticks out and you are surrounded by water with no sand.&lt;br /&gt;Which means, if you are sitting facing the horizon,&lt;br /&gt;there is water infront, behind and at the right of you.&lt;br /&gt;So its like you are in the middle of the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;So me and Naomi were sitting there, looking at the waves,&lt;br /&gt;or looking at Kar, Car, Dar and Emma at the coastline behind us.&lt;br /&gt;But most of the time, I was looking at the waves.&lt;br /&gt;The tide was coming in btw and the waves could almost reach our feet and go over the enitire wavebreaker.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was looking at the waves and notice one big wave coming,&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was another one that would almost touch our feet so I said,&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, big one coming."&lt;br /&gt;Then we watch as the wave came nearer and nearer, and as it went up the wavebreaker,&lt;br /&gt;I said "wooouuuuhhh..." when suddenly, naomi screamed and scrambled up and I realised the water was coming all the way up. So I screamed and stood up 0.5secs after Naomi stood up which was 1 sec away from a wet butt.&lt;br /&gt;Heng ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a while before that, Kar dropped her HP into the water.&lt;br /&gt;I got the pic of her reaching out for her HP.&lt;br /&gt;I took it b4 I realised she dropped her HP.&lt;br /&gt;=\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home ahile after that and played Sparklers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we danced that Hip Hop dance at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;The Hip Hop moves which we are learning every Mass PE on Thurs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-6575240638808376853?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/6575240638808376853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=6575240638808376853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/6575240638808376853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/6575240638808376853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/01/anything-or-what.html' title='Anything or what'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-993593020526932771</id><published>2007-01-23T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T00:13:58.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted</title><content type='html'>I am so worned out.&lt;br /&gt;Sat, I went to SP.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, whole day do HW.&lt;br /&gt;Today, straight after school, lugged my school bag to PP&lt;br /&gt;to develop the stupid photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When am I EVER free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so wanna relax.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the lie-ins and slacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I have lost 2kg ever since school started.&lt;br /&gt;Thats how much more work I have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Kar quitted Art.&lt;br /&gt;Darn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Sugar just gave birth.&lt;br /&gt;What a shock, cause all along, I thought the father, Pepper,&lt;br /&gt;was a female hamster.&lt;br /&gt;And come to think of it,&lt;br /&gt;Sugar, is actually quite a perfect name for Sugar.&lt;br /&gt;Sugar is pure white and when we bought it,&lt;br /&gt;it was quite big and so we assumed it was older.&lt;br /&gt;We bought pepper at the same time and it was a cute,&lt;br /&gt;tiny, weeny hamster.&lt;br /&gt;Awww...&lt;br /&gt;So, the young boy and an old woman.&lt;br /&gt;In such cases, the woman is called a SugarMummy.&lt;br /&gt;How appopriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohum...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-993593020526932771?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/993593020526932771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=993593020526932771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/993593020526932771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/993593020526932771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/01/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-193008673005782336</id><published>2007-01-21T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T00:59:57.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plaza Singapura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;went there just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, Dar and I planned to meet at 12 at Eunos MRT, but just as I was leaving the house, Dar smsed me, saying that 12.30 was fine as I asked her before if we could meet at that time and she said no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, thak goodness, cause I had forgotten to bring an umbrella and at around 12.15, it started raining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course I was at home, I went back in the house when I got dar's sms, duh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the rain was my "bring your umbrella" reminder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I left the house a few minutes later and met Dar at Eunos at 12.40 before reaching Dhouby Ghaut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we exited the Station, we were like, " Where is PS? This way or that way?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we went to look at the map and there was no sign of PS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we were wondering around the station for awhile when Darilyn exclaimed, "I SAW PS!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yea, we went to PS cause of the STOMP- Design a school uniform event was held there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so Paiseh as there were like so little people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were early, anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided to check out PS first, before going to register, as regristration starts at 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In there, we had lunch, and walked around before heading back to the place of event with Dar's new school shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The event, some singing and the runway, was pretty OK,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I think the judges of the competition kinda suck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean like, the winning entry was so childish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first prize, was really childish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The guy model, look hyper weird wearing that design.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aQ-IT62OZU/RbJEXse3PrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/64r15j0Xsb4/s1600-h/P1200060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022151708339814066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aQ-IT62OZU/RbJEXse3PrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/64r15j0Xsb4/s320/P1200060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stomp.com.sg/stink/design_U_entries26.html"&gt;http://www.stomp.com.sg/stink/design_U_entries26.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the second prize was awarded to the designer cause of his effort&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in drawing the uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT its so not practical!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He won soley on his drawings cause his drawings are fantastic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8aQ-IT62OZU/RbJFTMe3PsI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5IDImtQ6YzI/s1600-h/P1200046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022152730542030530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8aQ-IT62OZU/RbJFTMe3PsI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5IDImtQ6YzI/s320/P1200046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stomp.com.sg/stink/design_U_entries19.html"&gt;http://www.stomp.com.sg/stink/design_U_entries19.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Entry 30)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The third prize winner...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was totally PAP Kindergarten Style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have a pic of how awful it is as my cam ran out of batt but,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;its gay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stomp.com.sg/stink/design_U_entries16.html"&gt;http://www.stomp.com.sg/stink/design_U_entries16.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My design, though simple,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;has a lot of functions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think its complicated to make, cause there is really too many functions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mine is entry 50 btw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway we had fun at SP, spotlight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They had so many dressup stuffs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8aQ-IT62OZU/RbJGKce3PtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VsPduPpuHB4/s1600-h/P1200010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022153679729802962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8aQ-IT62OZU/RbJGKce3PtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VsPduPpuHB4/s320/P1200010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dar and I parted ways as she had to go home, and I, to Square2 at Novena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The new shop there, level2, Toyfrenz was quite well done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erm duh, thats my parent's shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cousins and aunties and uncle were there too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we discovered a shop there that sells clay,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;clay called angel clay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT is so COOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its like styrofoam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see, you have to buy the clay which is in white.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In order to put a colour,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you use poster colour, markers, or so and dab a bit on the clay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then you stretch and press, stretch and press the clay until the entire clay has that colour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then you make your art piece and leave it to dry for min. 1 day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When its dry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its solid, but soft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like styrofoam but its so cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I bought one tub for my sis and we made angels in that shop that sold these clays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we went for dinner at a hawker centre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND IT IS SO FREAKY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first thing that annoyed me was that it so so smoky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second thing is the worst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My family and I made up a total of 10 people,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we had to find 2 tables near eachother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In every two table we found, one table sure got prob.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally we decided to settle down,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I saw some bugs on the chair on one of the tables.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did'nt know what it was, so I just flicked it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we realised that at every chair, there was a baby cockroach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And on the floor too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, my dad and I went to another 2 tables and realised one table had bigger cockroaches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teenage ones. Eeewww...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we went back to the baby cockroach table and the adults took that table,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while the children took the cleaner one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, all the kids just freaked out upon the cockroaches and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we ate our dinner, we kept thinking that there was a roach somewhere and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eventually lost our appetites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The stupid claypot la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got some crunchy thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scare us like mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At every cruchy thing we bit, we kept thinking the worst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway its late now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-193008673005782336?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/193008673005782336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=193008673005782336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/193008673005782336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/193008673005782336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/01/plaza-singapura.html' title='Plaza Singapura'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8aQ-IT62OZU/RbJEXse3PrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/64r15j0Xsb4/s72-c/P1200060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-912501098187609332</id><published>2007-01-18T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T16:08:33.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You should have seen the</title><content type='html'>LOOK ON JERALD'S FACE&lt;br /&gt;when he was sleeping like a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was after school, and I was waiting for Bio to start.&lt;br /&gt;(Did I tell you you that I love Bio?)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Naomi was there accompanying me &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; after&lt;br /&gt;1. Looking for Mrs Jonoh and Mrs Er&lt;br /&gt;2. Chasing after Mrs Er&lt;br /&gt;3. Asking her about the Taiwan trip&lt;br /&gt;(And realising only 20 people are selected to go!?)&lt;br /&gt;4. Looking for Ms Marinah for me to join NYAA&lt;br /&gt;5. Went to the canteen with Kar&lt;br /&gt;6. Bought Ice Lemon Tea and&lt;br /&gt;7. Decided to go to the library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadadadaaaaa... the laughing fits starts after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is here -&gt; LIBRARY&lt;br /&gt;So, cause I wanted to borrow a library book,&lt;br /&gt;we went up to the Library.&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw Jerald with Timothy but Jerald was sleeping on the table.&lt;br /&gt;When I saw him, I was like giggling and asked Naomi to look.&lt;br /&gt;I said, "look at Jerald"&lt;br /&gt;Then Naomi said "which Jerald?" -&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think she meant who is Jerald.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I say, "the sleeping one"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And She started laughing.&lt;br /&gt;And Laughing.&lt;br /&gt;And Laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what puzzled me was that I thought she KNEW Jerald?&lt;br /&gt;Weird... So I said," Only one Jerald what, the other is Timothy."&lt;br /&gt;Then she said, " the one with the thing in his ear one ah?" - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she was referring to Timothy who was listening to his MP3 or Hp&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So I said yea.&lt;br /&gt;And continued, " I thought you know Jerald?"&lt;br /&gt;And she said "no."&lt;br /&gt;So I said, "the prefect, the one from NA, in my class one now..."&lt;br /&gt;And she said, " I dunno who la."&lt;br /&gt;So I trailed behind her and suddenly rmb something,&lt;br /&gt;so I said, "you know that time sing and play the piano...tong...tong...tong hua!"&lt;br /&gt;And she was like, "ORHHHH... IS HIM MEH?? OMG HE LOOK SO DIFFERENT! HAHAHAHAHA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously la. I like wanted my camera so so badly.&lt;br /&gt;I am evil.&lt;br /&gt;You know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Naomi had the laughing fits.&lt;br /&gt;And we were stuck at the shelves cause to get to the entrance, we had to pass the tables and Naomi could not bear to look at him.&lt;br /&gt;LOL and the thing was that, I thought Naomi was behind me&lt;br /&gt;and I walked, and controlled my laughter the best I could, which was really pathetic cause seriously, the library was so quiet and there is this girl(me), with her face ready to explode, giggling, and walking ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;WhereTheHell WAS NAOMI?!?!?!?!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was like a mad girl laughing to herself.&lt;br /&gt;So I was so Paiseh I looked for her throught the shelves and...&lt;br /&gt;there she was, still laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I seriously looked like a mad girl.&lt;br /&gt;The way I controlled my laughter was almost exactly the way a madman would laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Like it was that I was laughing to myself loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curse it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;[Insert new topic here]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Square2 is opening soon.&lt;br /&gt;Soon=This sat.&lt;br /&gt;And my parents are opening a shop there with like super duper high hopes.&lt;br /&gt;Cause they spent 30k alone on renovations for their shop.&lt;br /&gt;Its a new shopping mall, connected to United Square, so&lt;br /&gt;the stalls are not fitted with windows, floor tiles, air-con vents...&lt;br /&gt;Its just a space with NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike shopping malls that have already been around for sometime,&lt;br /&gt;they usually already have glass panes and stuff done up by the previous owner.&lt;br /&gt;So the renovations are a whole lot cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;=\&lt;br /&gt;I can't attend the opening...&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll be going to Plaza Singapura to see who won the STOMP - Design a school uniform contest.&lt;br /&gt;And I am 90% sure its not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reasons are as follows&lt;br /&gt;-They would most probably tell the winner that they have won and that they must attend the event cause it would be weird if, for example, I won, but I did'nt attend the event, and they said, the first prize goes to this design done by Tesshire Chan from Bedok South Secondary!&lt;br /&gt;*clap clap*.&lt;br /&gt;And they most probably have a prize presentation to the winners and if they are not there, the *clap clap* which is supposedly for the winner, is wasted cause the winner did't hear it. I hope you get what I mean...&lt;br /&gt;-My entry was submitted 5 minutes late.&lt;br /&gt;-As I did my explaination on the uniform's design in a rush, it was not clear about how it really functions and thus, making hard to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea...&lt;br /&gt;no *clap clap* for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-912501098187609332?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/912501098187609332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=912501098187609332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/912501098187609332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/912501098187609332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-should-have-seen.html' title='You should have seen the'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-9214658185458084059</id><published>2007-01-16T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T22:23:05.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>I AM SICK.&lt;br /&gt;Down with the flu and cough.&lt;br /&gt;Really could die in school today.&lt;br /&gt;I mean like before school even ended, I used up three packets of tissue.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Bio was pretty interesting, looking through the telescope.&lt;br /&gt;We looked at cockroach's mouth, housefly's head, honeybees, sunflower stem etc.&lt;br /&gt; Coool... Better than physics and definitely better than chem. EEEwww.&lt;br /&gt;I slept through A maths and could not concentrate on E maths.&lt;br /&gt;There is'nt much today except much suffering and near-death experiences.&lt;br /&gt;Oh... and my back.&lt;br /&gt;At times, I'll feel sharp pains, like an ant bite, just that its worse.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, 3 at one time or more, other times, at one area,&lt;br /&gt;like a million ants biting.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts. Like a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we ended at 5 today, like all Tuesdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my chest hurts, my lungs exploding or smth, my heart squeezed and its jumping quickly.&lt;br /&gt;With determination.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-9214658185458084059?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/9214658185458084059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=9214658185458084059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/9214658185458084059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/9214658185458084059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/01/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-7776627438670364432</id><published>2007-01-12T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T22:00:18.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Day</title><content type='html'>Its been so rainy these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to give Mr Ghaz my essay for not bringing black file.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully on Mon, he wn't ask me to write another esssay on why  forgot to give to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now damn funny la&lt;br /&gt;TalkING to Dar on MSN.&lt;br /&gt;We were acting lame...&lt;br /&gt;Acting like I am Darilyn and she is Naomi.&lt;br /&gt;And then we acted like its 6 yrs later and we're 22 yrs old.&lt;br /&gt;And we had celebrities as our Boyfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see Nerissa just now at Tampines&lt;br /&gt;during her lunch break.&lt;br /&gt;I took the MRT there and she met me at the station.&lt;br /&gt;It was raining really heavily at that time,&lt;br /&gt;and Nerissa was complaining. HAHa.&lt;br /&gt;Before we reached subway where we were meetin her colleague&lt;br /&gt;her slipper broke.&lt;br /&gt;Damn funny lah...&lt;br /&gt;I could'nt stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Then her colleague, went into subway and asked for scotch tape.&lt;br /&gt;To ask for scotch tape in Subway?&lt;br /&gt;Its so Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's as boring as ever still.&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to hate school...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-7776627438670364432?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/7776627438670364432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=7776627438670364432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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4.&lt;br /&gt;My classmates are okay, but seriously, its kinda boring.&lt;br /&gt;I got no goal, no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I am constantly worrying about everything.&lt;br /&gt;I am like so scared cause I am growing up.&lt;br /&gt;I am not ready, not ready to be fifteen.&lt;br /&gt;Its such a big number.&lt;br /&gt;Sian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday was quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;x The case of the flying pad.&lt;br /&gt;x The reveal of the valley down there.&lt;br /&gt;x The spicy volcano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will only tell about,&lt;br /&gt;The reveal was when YY was sitting diagonally infront of Kar in the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, Kar spluttererd out her chicken and pointed to YY.&lt;br /&gt;And We were like O.O O.O O.O Ooouuhhhh my gosh.&lt;br /&gt;Cause we could see her buttline.&lt;br /&gt;Walau so fat still want act sexy.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I think ppl who show butt lines are so slutty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I turn my head and saw a guy with his sasauge&lt;br /&gt;filled with so much chilli that he could'nt hold the sausage bread and eat.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;The sight is damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today got nothing much,&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be meeting Nerissa Tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-5029823943784125268?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/5029823943784125268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=5029823943784125268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/5029823943784125268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/5029823943784125268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-ending-of-2nd-week.html' title='Its the ending of the 2nd week'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-1544959523043384597</id><published>2007-01-08T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T20:00:55.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Sandhu needs an hearin aid</title><content type='html'>Because he cannot hear my name.&lt;br /&gt;Like I said Tesshire 7+ times and he still did'nt get it.&lt;br /&gt;I mean like everyone heard it and he heard some weird name instead.&lt;br /&gt;And the thing is, it does'nt sound like Tesshire at all.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, then the class was like going Cashier Cashier!&lt;br /&gt;Damn funny la.&lt;br /&gt;And when Lynn helped to pronounce slowly for him,&lt;br /&gt;he heard Chester. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Ain became Ai ni and Ai lin.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;But Mr Sandhu is hilarious though.&lt;br /&gt;History is about learning about graveyards and digging graves.&lt;br /&gt;Geography is going to the longkang and learn how come the river flow that way, and this way.&lt;br /&gt;Aha thats what he said.&lt;br /&gt;Then he said in Lit, we are going to have a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;Cause we are going to watch movies.&lt;br /&gt;LOL and he said the book, our lit book, To Kill A Mockingbird,&lt;br /&gt;Was difficult and he did'nt understand.&lt;br /&gt;LOL me too, I kept reading the first part over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;And still did'nt get it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the funny thing was that, Naomi, Dar, Amanda and I all sat alone during our humanities class which was different classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to buy a lot of stuff still. A lot of files.&lt;br /&gt;And no one comes to this web anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-1544959523043384597?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/1544959523043384597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=1544959523043384597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/1544959523043384597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/1544959523043384597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2007/01/mr-sandhu-needs-hearin-aid.html' title='Mr Sandhu needs an hearin aid'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-981066952329341235</id><published>2007-01-06T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T20:45:19.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am $500 richer</title><content type='html'>Today I went to collect my award.&lt;br /&gt;For being the top 10% in school.&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is, I am in the top 5%,&lt;br /&gt;and they award the top 5% of students $200 more.&lt;br /&gt;So if I missed the top 5% and is in the next 5%,&lt;br /&gt;I would get $300.&lt;br /&gt;And the top 5% of (5 classes x 40 students) = 10&lt;br /&gt;So I am in the top 10 person in school.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, and I did'nt really study very hard and&lt;br /&gt;seriously did'nt expext to be 3rd in class, much less the top 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am in a bad mood today.&lt;br /&gt;Sulking the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;The $500 did'nt make me happier or what.&lt;br /&gt;I got really pissed a lot today.&lt;br /&gt;Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;I saw Wei Jian, Amanda and Caroline.&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;And my ex-schoolmate, Kimberly.&lt;br /&gt;And I think she did'nt recognize me&lt;br /&gt;cause I smiled and her and she smiled back and I thought,&lt;br /&gt;she remembers me!&lt;br /&gt;So I waved and suddenly her face looked so shocked.&lt;br /&gt;But I faster turn back.&lt;br /&gt;So I did'nt really see much of her reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was really scary, you know,&lt;br /&gt;going up the stage LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I was so scared I'll do something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, all was fine though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-5230201587189329441</id><published>2007-01-05T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T18:49:20.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHen its so hard and painful</title><content type='html'>I don't know if I am not doing the right thing,&lt;br /&gt;It seems so, yet there's so little I can do.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I think about my subject combo,&lt;br /&gt;I feel so stressed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to remind myself that in the end, I'll be still sticking to my subjects but&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but worry.&lt;br /&gt;I am going through a horrible phrase, its torturing me.&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I'll be so alone and that my mind does not want to face reality and&lt;br /&gt;accept the class I am in, makes it so much worse.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not used to not, being with my buddies, people of the same league.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy us, not the prim and propers.&lt;br /&gt;I envy them so much, so so much that it makes me go mad.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be there, yet, I can't.&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is that I am not used to taking slacker subjects compared to Pure Sci and A Maths.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so inferior to everyone, so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for all this to go away, cause I know I won't make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;I won't change my subjects, I know it.&lt;br /&gt;I am suffering for nothing, yet I can't help myself.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop blaming myself and feeling down and stressed.&lt;br /&gt;Its idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared I am going to regret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-5230201587189329441?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-116772111308240449</id><published>2007-01-02T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T14:58:33.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just so you know - Jesse Mccartney</title><content type='html'>I shouldn't love you but I want to&lt;br /&gt;I just can't turn away&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't see you but I can't move&lt;br /&gt;I can't look away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't love you but I want to&lt;br /&gt;I just can't turn away&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't see you but I can't move&lt;br /&gt;I can't look away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how to be fine when I'm not&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't know how to make a feeling stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know&lt;br /&gt;This feeling's taking control of me&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help it&lt;br /&gt;I won't sit around, I can't let him win now&lt;br /&gt;Thought you should know&lt;br /&gt;I've tried my best to let go of you&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want to&lt;br /&gt;I just gotta say it all&lt;br /&gt;Before I go&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting hard to be around you&lt;br /&gt;There's so much I can't say&lt;br /&gt;Do you want me to hide the feelings&lt;br /&gt;And look the other way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how to be fine when I'm not&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't know how to make a feeling stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know&lt;br /&gt;This feeling's taking control of me&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help it&lt;br /&gt;I won't sit around, I can't let him win now&lt;br /&gt;Thought you should know&lt;br /&gt;I've tried my best to let go of you&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want to&lt;br /&gt;I just gotta say it all&lt;br /&gt;Before I go&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This emptiness is killing me&lt;br /&gt;And I'm wondering why I've waited so long&lt;br /&gt;Looking back I realize&lt;br /&gt;It was always there just never spoken&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting here...been waiting here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know&lt;br /&gt;This feeling's taking control of me&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help it&lt;br /&gt;I won't sit around, I can't let him win now&lt;br /&gt;Thought you should know&lt;br /&gt;I've tried my best to let go of you&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want to&lt;br /&gt;I just gotta say it all&lt;br /&gt;Before I go&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116772111308240449?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/116772111308240449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=116772111308240449' title='0 Comments'/><link 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gunbound with them just now.&lt;br /&gt;Dar said it was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;It was.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Damn funny la.&lt;br /&gt;But they quite pro, I admit.&lt;br /&gt;But then after Dar left, they left too...&lt;br /&gt;Then I wanted to play more games but then compare the games I had&lt;br /&gt;just now, suddenly feel that the other games so sian.&lt;br /&gt;So i left too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today nth much,&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday was the worst christmas ever.&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday morning I woke up so excited and then a second later,&lt;br /&gt;I realised that it was a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dunno how happy I was.&lt;br /&gt;And then the whole morning,&lt;br /&gt;felt damn disppointed becos it was all a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And erm... Shawna and bert stayed over at cousin's house until tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Missing my sister. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116714885057586056?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/116714885057586056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=116714885057586056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116714885057586056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116714885057586056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/12/tesshire-just-finish-battling-gordon.html' title='Tesshire just finish battling Gordon and Syl'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-116689573635584397</id><published>2006-12-24T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T01:42:16.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tesshire is back after  24dozen hours.</title><content type='html'>Which is equal to 12 days by right.&lt;br /&gt;And the you know,&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling so pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;My blog has been so...&lt;br /&gt;unvisited.&lt;br /&gt;Ok... WHATEVER PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;You dun come dun come lor. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hmm let see,&lt;br /&gt;After I came back from LA,&lt;br /&gt;My life has been pretty boring.&lt;br /&gt;You know, just eyes glued to the scrn.&lt;br /&gt;Be it TV or the devil's tool.&lt;br /&gt;Ponders...&lt;br /&gt;GOD! I MISS LA!&lt;br /&gt;I am going to migrate there!&lt;br /&gt;Yea, over my dead body I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on though,&lt;br /&gt;homework, daydream, sleep, eat, brood, damning.&lt;br /&gt;I am so jealous.&lt;br /&gt;Naomi and Dar and Kar are going to the same class.&lt;br /&gt;At least this year, the guys were ok.&lt;br /&gt;Last year, I had my buddies and probably was the best year.&lt;br /&gt;This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU MOE.&lt;br /&gt;eugh.&lt;br /&gt;You know why.&lt;br /&gt;WELL IF YOU DON'T, *throws shoe*&lt;br /&gt;ITS BECAUSE YOU DID'NT LET ME HAVE MY PURE SCI WITHOUT TAKING  A MATHS.&lt;br /&gt;ROOOOAAARRR!&lt;br /&gt;*imaging I am storm and electricute them*&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then they have a new set of people and&lt;br /&gt;I'll say you better let me take pure sci without maths!&lt;br /&gt;Or else!&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;I could keep on dreaming like this.&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did'nt went out with Naomi this entire holiday.&lt;br /&gt;And its irritating.&lt;br /&gt;You know what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;Its like my best friend and I did'nt get to go out with her.&lt;br /&gt;W-e-i-r-d&lt;br /&gt;No one will believe it.&lt;br /&gt;Its like,&lt;br /&gt;we are so opp.&lt;br /&gt;She free, I not.&lt;br /&gt;I free, she not.&lt;br /&gt;*pout*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God don't play me like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever still,&lt;br /&gt;I went out with Dar bowling&lt;br /&gt;and like we saw Gabriel.&lt;br /&gt;The lamest thing was,&lt;br /&gt;btw he was playing pool,&lt;br /&gt;whenever he is concentrating to hit a ball,&lt;br /&gt;his face will contort a weird concentrating look.&lt;br /&gt;I mean seriously... damn funny la.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I suck at bowling and I won't go on.&lt;br /&gt;And never go bowling on a weekend.&lt;br /&gt;You wait more than you play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to watch Eunice's play at a church.&lt;br /&gt;It was called Love odyssey.&lt;br /&gt;Very entertaining and humourous.&lt;br /&gt;Chritianity.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;I shall keep my opinions and thoughts to myself.&lt;br /&gt;Except this.&lt;br /&gt;You know, when I was there,&lt;br /&gt;they were encouraging people to be christians.&lt;br /&gt;But I felt like they were threatening us,&lt;br /&gt;if you dun believe in God, you will go to hell.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, but it felt that way.&lt;br /&gt;The stories he told, the host, that was the moral.&lt;br /&gt;But I am more of the christian side.&lt;br /&gt;Just that I am not a pure dedicated christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I went out with Dar again,&lt;br /&gt;Today to TM and bedok.&lt;br /&gt;Sian sian.&lt;br /&gt;Siannn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116689573635584397?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-116589695237273628</id><published>2006-12-12T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T12:21:20.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The LA diary</title><content type='html'>So, I said I'll post my diary here.&lt;br /&gt;Its super long.&lt;br /&gt;You might not read it.&lt;br /&gt;But its for my reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its morning now...&lt;br /&gt;And its 10.04AM, while its 2.02AM in sg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I saw the place Coyote Ugly?&lt;br /&gt;And I look inside the doors and saw bartop dancers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's a place called Casino Royale,&lt;br /&gt;the movie stoled their name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plane ride for the 1st 5 hours rocks.&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to Japan for transit.&lt;br /&gt;And stayed there for about an hour.&lt;br /&gt;Then we continued on our journey.&lt;br /&gt;BUt then GOT TURBULENCE.&lt;br /&gt;The plane was like shaking like crazy&lt;br /&gt;and you kept bumping and bumping and flyinng.&lt;br /&gt;As in like you feel like you are...&lt;br /&gt;erm like at the top of the rollercoaster and your head's in the air.&lt;br /&gt;I mean you feel like a bit of your butt leaving the seat.&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Buai tahan and almost vomitted&lt;br /&gt;and I was like felt like dying and almost vomitted at one point.&lt;br /&gt;And because of the turbulence,&lt;br /&gt;I lost my appetite.&lt;br /&gt;I watched 5 movies though...&lt;br /&gt;Step Up - I loved it&lt;br /&gt;Monster House- So cute and a bit touching&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Dreaming - Stupid show which is boring, I din watch finish coz we touched down.&lt;br /&gt;After staying in Jap.&lt;br /&gt;Lady in the water - WTH is this show all abt?!! ITS THE MOST RIDICULOUS SHOW EVER.&lt;br /&gt;Shakespear in love - This is porno la, they showed breast you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we finally reached,&lt;br /&gt;We rented a super big 12 seater car and we named it "dua mao".&lt;br /&gt;It was huge!&lt;br /&gt;Then we checked in to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;Its Marriott hotel.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went out to buy stuff at target and then drove to buy tickets for Magic Mountain...&lt;br /&gt;But I slept in the car the entire time.&lt;br /&gt;So I got this from my aunty...&lt;br /&gt;I asked her where did we go and why it was so long?&lt;br /&gt;Coz the sky was dark and i fell asleep when it was bright.&lt;br /&gt;Then she said that my dad went to look for the place that has discounted tickets if we stayed ??? (din hear properly but it was somewhere) but they ran out of stock.&lt;br /&gt;So they asked him to try another time or go another place which was far away...&lt;br /&gt;And they apparently got lost. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;Erm...&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to the hotel and slept for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we checked out to go to Las Vegas,&lt;br /&gt;and the Journey was to be 5 hours without stopping but,&lt;br /&gt;we stopped to eat/shop at the factory outlets/buy stuff at stores&lt;br /&gt;so it took 7 hours,&lt;br /&gt;but It felt damn short.&lt;br /&gt;The scenery was like wow,&lt;br /&gt;and the sky was like cool!!&lt;br /&gt;And I love the Factory Outlets.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a few pieces of clothing and all of them are branded.&lt;br /&gt;Sold at freaking low prices.&lt;br /&gt;On the Journey there, while in the car of course, we slept.&lt;br /&gt;When we reached Vegas,&lt;br /&gt;and got out of the car to Excalibur, our hotel,&lt;br /&gt;we were so cold... and freezing.&lt;br /&gt;Our clothes were not enough and I had goose bumps all over.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how to explain the cold,&lt;br /&gt;but it definitely was NOT AIR-CON COLD.(Which we expected)&lt;br /&gt;I alo did'nt bring any long sleeved shirt.&lt;br /&gt;But I bought one at one of the factory outlets,&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I gtg,&lt;br /&gt;Write more another time if I have internet access.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDITED&lt;br /&gt;We had our dinner at a buffet and it kinda sucked.&lt;br /&gt;It was Ex and had very little choices.&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked around the hotel and then went out for some sight seeing.&lt;br /&gt;It was kind of pretty, with the lights and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... Its 12.22PM here while its 3.19PM in sg.&lt;br /&gt;But I am still writing for the days before which I had'nt had time to write.&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the last few days in Las Vegas were spent sight seeing.&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;We went to look at rides,&lt;br /&gt;which were really ex but damn cool!&lt;br /&gt;Its like omg omg and we almost went to ride it but,&lt;br /&gt;it was like US$7 which is S$10.50.&lt;br /&gt;Awwww...&lt;br /&gt;And we went to circus circus,&lt;br /&gt;a pretty cool place but apparently,&lt;br /&gt;the adventuredome,&lt;br /&gt;a indoor theme park in a pink glass dome,&lt;br /&gt;was deserted.&lt;br /&gt;And the rides once more was expensive...&lt;br /&gt;Las Vegas surprisingly,&lt;br /&gt;it does'nt really live up to the hype the media gives.&lt;br /&gt;Its a pretty boring place!&lt;br /&gt;I mean like you look at the shows,&lt;br /&gt;they show so much going on, so much!&lt;br /&gt;But its all a lie? Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe its up at night.&lt;br /&gt;But the buildings are really fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;Well, one thing for sure is,&lt;br /&gt;I get to be ina casino,&lt;br /&gt;walk through a casino,&lt;br /&gt;and shhh,&lt;br /&gt;help my aunt on jackpot.&lt;br /&gt;But then a security guard came and asked me for my age,&lt;br /&gt;and said there was a US$10000 fine actually.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Erm gtg again...&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited&lt;br /&gt;That night, we had a dinner that cost S$750.&lt;br /&gt;Treat from my uncle.&lt;br /&gt;I guess he did'nt know how much the bill would be.&lt;br /&gt;SteakHouse.&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, I buai tahan it, too gelak, I almost never finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 2.20PM in SG and 10.36PM here.&lt;br /&gt;Its Dec 3rd in SG and 2nd here now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vegas was pretty boring.&lt;br /&gt;I shall skip that or I'll never be able to catch up to today.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am back in LA now, going to Magic Mountain tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the day after Vegas, we went to the Grand Canyon area,&lt;br /&gt;5 hours drive there.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS FREEZING ok...&lt;br /&gt;And there was ice on the floor...&lt;br /&gt;It was so freaking cold la!&lt;br /&gt;When we reached, it was late.&lt;br /&gt;Then we checked in to a lodge/hotel Holiday Inn.&lt;br /&gt;The room was pretty ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I came online.&lt;br /&gt;The had free internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to sleep after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we woke up at 5.30A.M only to realise&lt;br /&gt;that the time here and the time in LA was one hour difference.&lt;br /&gt;So it was already 6.30AM and the Sun rise was at 7.15AM!&lt;br /&gt;But then we rushed and had breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;On the drive there,&lt;br /&gt;we saw "ice" on the floor, a lot of ice and I asked&lt;br /&gt;its snow?!&lt;br /&gt;But the adults insisted its ice.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, SNOW?? It was'nt expected at all.&lt;br /&gt;Please la, Grand Canyon leh.&lt;br /&gt;So, as we carried on driving,&lt;br /&gt;we(the children) were like its snow la!&lt;br /&gt;Half wishing it really was.&lt;br /&gt;And it was!&lt;br /&gt;OMG you dunno how excited I was!&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG OMG!! I squealed with so much excitement.&lt;br /&gt;So, we had snow fights even though we did'nt had mittens.&lt;br /&gt;And our hands were numb like mad.&lt;br /&gt;But before that though, much before the thick snow,&lt;br /&gt;we drop off the car and took photos at the beautiful&lt;br /&gt;GRAND CANYON.&lt;br /&gt;Wow... the sight seriously damn nice,&lt;br /&gt;the colours all...&lt;br /&gt;then look so fake but pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Gasp...wow...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yea the snow,&lt;br /&gt;we were so excited we just screamed and played with the snow.&lt;br /&gt;The snow was so fine, so soft!&lt;br /&gt;Its ice, but its snow!&lt;br /&gt;Its a different feeling all together.&lt;br /&gt;ITS SNOW SNOW SNOW SNOW SNOW...&lt;br /&gt;I tell you it was so unexpected!&lt;br /&gt;I miss it now, it will be a long time till I see snow again.&lt;br /&gt;The snow stole the Grand Canyon's attention.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we saw a deer!&lt;br /&gt;While we were driving.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh... the snow!!&lt;br /&gt;The scenery, snow, Grand Canyon!&lt;br /&gt;Woooww...*smiles in delight*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we had to leave, =[&lt;br /&gt;And we checked out of the hotel and left for LA,&lt;br /&gt;but decided to go check out the LONDON BRIDGE.&lt;br /&gt;You might wonder why there is a LONDON BRIDGE in LA, America.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ther story is like this,&lt;br /&gt;in London, they wanted to rebuild the LONDON BRIDGE,&lt;br /&gt;to make it more mordern,&lt;br /&gt;LONDON BRIDGE IS FALLNG DOWN!&lt;br /&gt;So, a rich man whose homeland is in Lake Havasu,&lt;br /&gt;bought the bricks and rebuild it in his hometown.&lt;br /&gt;LOL...&lt;br /&gt;It was a waste of time checking it out though,&lt;br /&gt;it kinda sucked.&lt;br /&gt;Haha...&lt;br /&gt;It was small, and common. Yea...&lt;br /&gt;Cute though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle and dad actually plan on driving through the night to LA&lt;br /&gt;but after that, decided it was not practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we then drove to find a motel to stay for the night before continueing on our Journey back to LA.&lt;br /&gt;And we found one.&lt;br /&gt;So, me and my sis went to bathe and my sis came out first.&lt;br /&gt;After a min, I came out and in less than 4 secs,&lt;br /&gt;there was a blackout.&lt;br /&gt;If I had stayed a bit longer in the toilet,&lt;br /&gt;I would have screamed like crazy and maybe just grabbed a towel to wrap myself.&lt;br /&gt;And run out.&lt;br /&gt;So, we used my dad's hp and my hp.&lt;br /&gt;The funniest thing was that my uncle took off his pants and was abt to&lt;br /&gt;put it on the rack above the toilet bowl.&lt;br /&gt;When it blackout, he accidentally dropped it into the toiletbowl.&lt;br /&gt;*trying to stop from grinning*&lt;br /&gt;LMAO. Anyway not only the motel itself,&lt;br /&gt;it was the whole sector of the town.&lt;br /&gt;So, we decided to check out to another motel.&lt;br /&gt;And it was pitch dark, that part of the town,&lt;br /&gt;everything all... no lights.&lt;br /&gt;You are just looking at emptiness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, THEN we drove here there here there,&lt;br /&gt;motel to motel,&lt;br /&gt;all full.&lt;br /&gt;Walau, how come so good business one..&lt;br /&gt;Then finally got one motel got 2 rooms.&lt;br /&gt;One king sized bed and one 2 queens.&lt;br /&gt;There was 12 of us leh,&lt;br /&gt;usually take 3 rooms 4 ppl each.&lt;br /&gt;So we tried to solve it,&lt;br /&gt;My family took the room with 2 queens.&lt;br /&gt;Me and my mum and sis slept on a mattress which was pulled of the springs of the bed.&lt;br /&gt;Then we layed the springs mattress, with quilts.&lt;br /&gt;There, my cousin, Ryan and my Aunt slept.&lt;br /&gt;Then, another Queen bed slept my dad and bro.&lt;br /&gt;In the next room,&lt;br /&gt;they layered the floor with quilts and my aunt and younger cousin slept there.&lt;br /&gt;Nerissa and my aunt and uncle slept on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much today,&lt;br /&gt;a lot of driving...&lt;br /&gt;Coz we had to go back to LA.&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping at a factory outlet yea.&lt;br /&gt;And got stopped by a police officer as&lt;br /&gt;our car kept switching lanes and driving slowly on a highway.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.Irregular driving.&lt;br /&gt;Because we lost our way,&lt;br /&gt;and that was our excuse.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back at Marriot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am in sg now. Blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 8 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Magic Mountain!&lt;br /&gt;Overdosage of RollerCoasters.&lt;br /&gt;All the rides were nothing except world class rollercoasters.&lt;br /&gt;Save me.&lt;br /&gt;Tatsu Tatsu love.&lt;br /&gt;Tatsu the dragon like rollercoaster.&lt;br /&gt;I tell you what. I'll show you the web.&lt;br /&gt;You click on the link for the virtual video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.sixflags.com/parks/magicmountain/Rides/tatsu-virtual.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can go check out the other rides in the meantime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, My fave rides are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goliath&lt;br /&gt;Tatsu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 9 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChinaTown/Shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much, some sight seeing,&lt;br /&gt;and the walk of FAME.&lt;br /&gt;Saw the stars of&lt;br /&gt;Jackie Chan&lt;br /&gt;Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;Destiny Child&lt;br /&gt;Kermit the Frog&lt;br /&gt;Mickey Mouse&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Seacrest&lt;br /&gt;Nicole Kidman&lt;br /&gt;BEE GEES&lt;br /&gt;The Carpenters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was this few ppl who dressed up as&lt;br /&gt;SuperGirl, Pirate, Little Mermaid and 3 others I cannot identify.&lt;br /&gt;We thought what and took a pic with them and suddenly they asked for&lt;br /&gt;Xiao fei.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, they said xiao fei.&lt;br /&gt;And they non-stop asked.&lt;br /&gt;So we gave one buck but they still ask.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;And this was also a day we rented a smaller but cheaper car&lt;br /&gt;in place of the big "dua mao"&lt;br /&gt;But we managed to squueze though.&lt;br /&gt;12 ppl in a 7 seater.&lt;br /&gt;But one seat was very big and so&lt;br /&gt;we managed to squeeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Universal Studios.&lt;br /&gt;Love it.&lt;br /&gt;And we went to this studio tour,&lt;br /&gt;where they show us the places where hey film the different scenes in movies.&lt;br /&gt;ANd winsteria LANE!!&lt;br /&gt;In desperate housewives!&lt;br /&gt;They were filming!&lt;br /&gt;Within 100m of us, the tram.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I almost saw them filming,&lt;br /&gt;I could'nt be sure.&lt;br /&gt;Coz, they said they were filming on my left,&lt;br /&gt;and I was at the extreme left.&lt;br /&gt;So I turn and saw like a group of ppl, within a few metres,&lt;br /&gt;but then another tram,&lt;br /&gt;not the tour tram,&lt;br /&gt;i dunno who was on it, probably workers.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly past by and blocked my View!!&lt;br /&gt;Walau!&lt;br /&gt;Sian..,&lt;br /&gt;But it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHopping At Factory Outlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 12 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disney Adventures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;Erm, nothing much memorable...&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to try to remember.&lt;br /&gt;Fun can liao la.&lt;br /&gt;I got video also.&lt;br /&gt;Yeaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousins and aunts and uncle went back.&lt;br /&gt;We booked a later flight,&lt;br /&gt;so we used this day to shop for toys for my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 - HOME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;They offloaded us the first flight.&lt;br /&gt;I think its due to some system errors but they said we were late?&lt;br /&gt;They trying not to spoil their reputation.&lt;br /&gt;Hello, we were like one hour away from the boarding time at 1.05 and we were there at 12.&lt;br /&gt;And the thing is that we checked in the day before via internet.&lt;br /&gt;They wanted to ask us to take the next flight the next day and pay&lt;br /&gt;for our lodging but my dad has to work the next day.&lt;br /&gt;So, they gave us a flight,&lt;br /&gt;a better flight,&lt;br /&gt;a direct flight,&lt;br /&gt;without dropping at Japan,&lt;br /&gt;a newer airplane,&lt;br /&gt;and the thing is,&lt;br /&gt;the price compared to a normal flight,&lt;br /&gt;the one that we were suppose to take,&lt;br /&gt;was a few hundred $ more ex.&lt;br /&gt;But they gave us a seat.&lt;br /&gt;There.&lt;br /&gt;So we had a better airplane for free.&lt;br /&gt;Cool.&lt;br /&gt;The airplane's cool.&lt;br /&gt;And the seat was so much bigger.&lt;br /&gt;My bro slept for 14 hours and my sis spet for 10.&lt;br /&gt;I slept for 8 i think.&lt;br /&gt;And watched 4 movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barnyard&lt;br /&gt;Little Red Flower&lt;br /&gt;Pirates of tehcarribean - The dea man's chest&lt;br /&gt;American Beauty - God. Same experience as Shakespear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I WANNA GO BACK TO LA!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116589695237273628?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/116589695237273628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=116589695237273628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116589695237273628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116589695237273628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/12/la-diary.html' title='The LA diary'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-116582847988748096</id><published>2006-12-11T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T11:14:01.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back From LA, California!</title><content type='html'>Wassupp Yo!&lt;br /&gt;Yes! I am back from LA.&lt;br /&gt;And whats that? Suddenly my average number of ppl dropped.&lt;br /&gt;I mean like only 2 times my blog was visited.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyoh...&lt;br /&gt;Whats happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I hav'nt dropped my singlish.&lt;br /&gt;But I might, lets say speak more American like?&lt;br /&gt;Awesome?&lt;br /&gt;Super?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;it was fun in LA.&lt;br /&gt;I mean really really fun.&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly really hate sg.&lt;br /&gt;Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did'nt write much of a diary,&lt;br /&gt;but I did write a bit, =D&lt;br /&gt;Its in the laptop,&lt;br /&gt;I'll edit some and update it when I am free-er.&lt;br /&gt;Right now however,&lt;br /&gt;I have got to organise the photos,&lt;br /&gt;figure out how to edit the videos (if there is a way),&lt;br /&gt;and miss LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?!&lt;br /&gt;Fine, I admit,&lt;br /&gt;I don't like the dryness there,&lt;br /&gt;it gives me cold rash. (Yes, there's such a horrible thing where your skin dries up and rot.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pls highlight the space below,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;JUST JOKING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like, when your skin gets too dry,&lt;br /&gt;it gets scaly right?&lt;br /&gt;After that, it gets more serious and develops into cold rash.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts, and hurts =[&lt;br /&gt;and I so pity my bro.&lt;br /&gt;I'll show his hands to you.&lt;br /&gt;You'll freak out.&lt;br /&gt;I mean like when he finishes his Xbox game.&lt;br /&gt;I'll snap it and post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea, erm your lips peel,&lt;br /&gt;and some ppl* just look at you like that.&lt;br /&gt;I mean coz we are yellow bananas.&lt;br /&gt;You get what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats some * for you.&lt;br /&gt;The get the wrong idea about yellow bananas,&lt;br /&gt;when we never thought them bad.&lt;br /&gt;We are good bananas aren't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats only a minority,&lt;br /&gt;most of them are snow dears who are extremely &lt;s&gt;friedly&lt;/s&gt;friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, what else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Multiply the space above by 30, see, I am thinking hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;Its big.&lt;br /&gt;Yea thats what I hate most.&lt;br /&gt;Its inconvenient.&lt;br /&gt;But hey! You can get your driving lisence at 16!&lt;br /&gt;And we only get it here at a far cry of  728 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, my sis and I are crazy-ly missing LA.&lt;br /&gt;We keep wishing to turn back the clock.&lt;br /&gt;Like how fast time flys and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Damn you TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fly like no tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116582847988748096?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/116582847988748096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=116582847988748096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116582847988748096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116582847988748096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-from-la-california.html' title='Back From LA, California!'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-116429910535865692</id><published>2006-11-24T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T00:25:05.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know that feeling?</title><content type='html'>When your heart realises&lt;br /&gt;And your hopes get dashed&lt;br /&gt;When you see the reality&lt;br /&gt;And your future gets mashed&lt;br /&gt;The loop inside&lt;br /&gt;Like your heart just died&lt;br /&gt;Like the time stands still&lt;br /&gt;As you digest whats gonna happen&lt;br /&gt;You just get that feeling&lt;br /&gt;The worst kind of feeling&lt;br /&gt;When you face reality and have to&lt;br /&gt;ACCEPT IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is torn apart&lt;br /&gt;Coz I know we will drift away&lt;br /&gt;When I almost got what I patiently waited for&lt;br /&gt;My efforts were all for nought.&lt;br /&gt;When I hate myself for what I've not done&lt;br /&gt;The what I could have done&lt;br /&gt;My heart is just still&lt;br /&gt;And my tears sits at the tip of my eyelids&lt;br /&gt;Falling but not falling&lt;br /&gt;I beg the lords&lt;br /&gt;To turn back the clock&lt;br /&gt;To do what I could have done&lt;br /&gt;To change the future of the past&lt;br /&gt;The future which is the present now&lt;br /&gt;The present now which I dread&lt;br /&gt;Of being alone again&lt;br /&gt;My worst fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for not bucking up on my maths.&lt;br /&gt;I have just ruined my future.&lt;br /&gt;Which my own two hands.&lt;br /&gt;I am seperated.&lt;br /&gt;I... have got so much to do.&lt;br /&gt;I want to spend more time before its too late&lt;br /&gt;before we become strangers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to 3C.&lt;br /&gt;And I cant accept it.&lt;br /&gt;I C-a-n-t accept it.&lt;br /&gt;I c-a-n-t accept it.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be with her.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be with him.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be with them.&lt;br /&gt;The fact that ???attention?????????but??them&lt;br /&gt;justs&lt;br /&gt;kills&lt;br /&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am too devastated to carry on with my day.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just leave it as that.&lt;br /&gt;Kill me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116429910535865692?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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change how I let my actions fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To change the flow of my words&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To stop and push it back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How I wish to see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The outcome of my foolishness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;before I've time to kill&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Plunging your heart into two&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorry to...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kartika - For being very unhelpful&lt;br /&gt;Naomi - For hardly complimenting you&lt;br /&gt;Mummy - For always losing my temper at you&lt;br /&gt;Daddy - For sometimes taking advantage of you&lt;br /&gt;Shawna - For always pissing you off&lt;br /&gt;Bertrand - For never loving you properly&lt;br /&gt;Daryl - For being rude to you&lt;br /&gt;Ashvini - For giving you names and isolating you&lt;br /&gt;Chermin - For laughing at your gay voice&lt;br /&gt;Sylvester - For being cold to you sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Laura - For thinking you are a bore sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Eunice - For playing such a nasty prank on you&lt;br /&gt;Myself - For not spending time on maths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will continue...&lt;br /&gt;If I ever think of some more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116426619332136205?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/116426619332136205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=116426619332136205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Dar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember it included a Naomi inside.&lt;br /&gt;And I said I did'nt want to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;But well, after I read &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; blog.&lt;br /&gt;I guess she did'nt understand how &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; felt.&lt;br /&gt;How &lt;em&gt;we&lt;/em&gt; felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thurs, I was feeling hell bored.&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided to call Naomi and ask her if she could go out wth me on Fri,&lt;br /&gt;which is the next day.&lt;br /&gt;She said she could...&lt;br /&gt;But after awhile, I changed my mind as I was afraid that&lt;br /&gt;my cramps would act up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Remember that part?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The one when became blind in the toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I asked if she Mon can.&lt;br /&gt;Although she did'nt give me a straight forward ans&lt;br /&gt;if she could,&lt;br /&gt;she said that she maybe can/most probably can.&lt;br /&gt;Either one, I forgot,&lt;br /&gt;and asked if I could try to make it on Fri.&lt;br /&gt;On Fri and Sat however,&lt;br /&gt;I din contact her at all,&lt;br /&gt;so I thought we would be going out on Mon.&lt;br /&gt;To orchard.&lt;br /&gt;Since the way she put it in her sms to me,&lt;br /&gt;it sounded like,&lt;br /&gt;if Fri I can't, then go out on Mon.&lt;br /&gt;So on Sun night,&lt;br /&gt;I told her that Dar was tagging along.&lt;br /&gt;And she said she could'nt make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was WAT THE...&lt;br /&gt;And feeling a bit walau.&lt;br /&gt;She also could have told me EARlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean like, the whole weekend,&lt;br /&gt;and Fri,&lt;br /&gt;I was enticipating to go to Orchard and shop.&lt;br /&gt;I keep reminding my parent that I would be going to Orchard.&lt;br /&gt;And because I was missing my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she dropped the bomb on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pa! So obviously I was feeling pisssed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the part of the fault was mine.&lt;br /&gt;Coz I took her words for granted.&lt;br /&gt;So, after awhile,&lt;br /&gt;I took it in and then Dar dropped another bomb on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt; is going out with M&lt;em&gt;elissa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I have anything to go against Mel.&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;I always do this.&lt;br /&gt;I analyse things.&lt;br /&gt;I could be a very good lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;This could mean that Naomi prefers going out with Mel than Us.&lt;br /&gt;Talk about bestfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could'nt believe what Dar just found out.&lt;br /&gt;Never it crossed my mind that Naomi would go out with mel on the same day&lt;br /&gt;that she was supposed to go out with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I asked Naomi whether she really cnt make it.&lt;br /&gt;She said yes, she cnt.&lt;br /&gt;I think I asked her the same question at least 4 times.&lt;br /&gt;One answer was that&lt;br /&gt;Her parents would'nt allow her to go out&lt;br /&gt;and that she on the past week has been going out everyday&lt;br /&gt;until late at night so she does'nt feel like going out.&lt;br /&gt;*+!#%$^*+!&amp;$^!&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what she has been doing that week,&lt;br /&gt;it might be errands, work, cca, activities.&lt;br /&gt;Or it could be that she went out with her other friends.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what to think and what to say,&lt;br /&gt;but it has been so long since we met,&lt;br /&gt;and she could'nt spare a day for us?&lt;br /&gt;What else,&lt;br /&gt;she would rather wait and go Escape.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; going to Escape this year anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I dun like going on school holidays.&lt;br /&gt;And I'd be going to LA,&lt;br /&gt;magic mountain, disney adventures, disneyland, universal studios&lt;br /&gt;and not to mention the different rides each hotel in Las Vegas have to offer.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I asked her FOUR times or more whether she REALLY really cnt go out.&lt;br /&gt;Note that I said cnt go out.&lt;br /&gt;And not cnt go out with us.&lt;br /&gt;Out of this 4 times+,&lt;br /&gt;in between, Dar confronted her.&lt;br /&gt;Are you going out with mel tmr?&lt;br /&gt;And Naomi replied and confessed.&lt;br /&gt;10 mins later, out of that 4+ times,&lt;br /&gt;I asked she if she really really could'nt leave the house.&lt;br /&gt;And she said yes and excuses excuses.&lt;br /&gt;Finally I asked her one last time.&lt;br /&gt;And she confessed.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I was staring into blank space when I suddenly remembered I was going out with mel.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I see, and I thought your parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dun allow you to go out?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so told her I know all along, and because of that she lied to me.&lt;br /&gt;And the next morning,&lt;br /&gt;she replied and said she did'nt lie to me.&lt;br /&gt;Naomi, theres too many loopholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can hardly lie to me.&lt;br /&gt;Usually if its through words like&lt;br /&gt;MSN and SMS or emails.&lt;br /&gt;I read between the lines.&lt;br /&gt;I analyse.&lt;br /&gt;You dun get good marks for lit for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;LALALALALALALALA...&lt;br /&gt;Me and Dar decided to meet them in TM&lt;br /&gt;coz Naomi and Mel were going to watch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;But they wanted to watch the movie in Bedok.&lt;br /&gt;For goodness sake,&lt;br /&gt;cheapskate/poor people go bedok cinema and watch la.&lt;br /&gt;But Dar managed to persuade them to watch in TM.&lt;br /&gt;Coz we were in TM.&lt;br /&gt;So they came and...&lt;br /&gt;I have to &lt;em&gt;act like I am not pissed, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;put on a fake smile,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and lala all the way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until,&lt;br /&gt;Naomi realised that me and Dar were'nt watching the movie with them.&lt;br /&gt;And we did'nt even say we were going to watch the movie with them.&lt;br /&gt;And she said we did.&lt;br /&gt;And I know we did &lt;strong&gt;not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz even before we called or met them,&lt;br /&gt;we decided not to watch movies and rent them instead.&lt;br /&gt;So, we kicked the thought of watching the movie with them out of our mind.&lt;br /&gt;And in out phone call,&lt;br /&gt;we never said we were watching with them.&lt;br /&gt;We only tried to persuade them to watch in TM.&lt;br /&gt;Is it that I am oversensitive or anything,&lt;br /&gt;but Dar felt it too...&lt;br /&gt;Naomi was pissed.&lt;br /&gt;And she did'nt smile at all and our words were limited.&lt;br /&gt;And we got seperated.&lt;br /&gt;But when her attitude changed&lt;br /&gt;I thought,&lt;br /&gt;whats her problem?&lt;br /&gt;She PS us for mel and lied to me.&lt;br /&gt;And I thought I was the one who was supposed to be pissed.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we got seperated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what inspired me to write all this is that&lt;br /&gt;she think that she does'nt owe us an apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean like,&lt;br /&gt;when she could'nt make it, she should go,&lt;br /&gt;sorry, I can't make it.&lt;br /&gt;when she "suddenly remembered" she was going out with mel, she should go,&lt;br /&gt;sorry I forgot, I am actually going out with mel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know if it was me,&lt;br /&gt;And I forgotten that me and a friend was supposed to go out,&lt;br /&gt;and I made plans to go out with somebody else,&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely say sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God, my Handphone isn't with me.&lt;br /&gt;Or I dun think I could resist the urge to sms her.&lt;br /&gt;Coz I have to admit,&lt;br /&gt;I miss her, as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still find her unreasonable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I won't succumb until,&lt;br /&gt;she says something first.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe she did.&lt;br /&gt;Becoz I dun have my hp with me.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kar's gone.&lt;br /&gt;Dar's gone.&lt;br /&gt;My hp's gone.&lt;br /&gt;And I am bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116412221346826429?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/116412221346826429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=116412221346826429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116412221346826429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116412221346826429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-in-world.html' title='What in the World'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-116410737156447311</id><published>2006-11-21T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T19:14:04.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok... About the party..</title><content type='html'>So I went to the party.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously want to play Xbox.&lt;br /&gt;But so many ppl were hogging it.&lt;br /&gt;I know even though I do have an Xbox at home,&lt;br /&gt;and even better games than Chermin,&lt;br /&gt;I want to compete with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;And I want to play Majong,&lt;br /&gt;but I forgot how to play.&lt;br /&gt;The only 2 things that were on on the first day.&lt;br /&gt;Damn sian...&lt;br /&gt;But so long never see those ppl liao,&lt;br /&gt;so watch them lo.&lt;br /&gt;Then second day,&lt;br /&gt;I reached and they just finished bowling.&lt;br /&gt;!*#$*$!&amp;%*%^!#&amp;amp;$!&lt;br /&gt;Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;So lala...&lt;br /&gt;the same thing as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing fun la.&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea...&lt;br /&gt;Syl and Matt, they played with fire.&lt;br /&gt;They go burn tissue paper and then use&lt;br /&gt;insecticide to spray at the fire.&lt;br /&gt;As you know, insecticide is highly flammable.&lt;br /&gt;So there was a burst of fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful thing can still be deadly&lt;br /&gt;When the vibrant colours cut.&lt;br /&gt;So that the sight can kill&lt;br /&gt;When it overwhelms you.&lt;br /&gt;And it burns your heart&lt;br /&gt;so it hurts,&lt;br /&gt;even if the light blinds you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116410737156447311?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/116410737156447311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=116410737156447311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116410737156447311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116410737156447311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/11/ok-about-party.html' title='Ok... About the party..'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-116383318538927010</id><published>2006-11-18T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T14:59:45.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I dislike my class</title><content type='html'>I am bored.&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow's the class party.&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I decided to come up with a list of why I dislike my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The girls have different cliques and they are totally different.&lt;br /&gt;-Turtle Gang and My gang + The quiet girls gang , definitely won't mix well.&lt;br /&gt;-The class hates Ashvini.&lt;br /&gt;-I have never talked more than 10 sentences to Bek Loo or MengYang or Ashvini.&lt;br /&gt;-There is a bunch of arrogant jerks in this class. I won't state names.&lt;br /&gt;-The guys tell cold jokes but everyone laughs because of who the guy is.&lt;br /&gt;If a girl, or another &lt;em&gt;shadowed&lt;/em&gt; guy says the same thing,&lt;br /&gt;everyone ignores him or her.&lt;br /&gt;-The class is so not united.&lt;br /&gt;-I dun like at least 4 people in the class.&lt;br /&gt;-I hardly talk to the turtle gang.&lt;br /&gt;-My best friends are not in the same class.&lt;br /&gt;-We have ***?**** teachers. Every Teacher has some un-teacher characteristic.&lt;br /&gt;-The arrogant guys likes to say bad things about Kar to her face.&lt;br /&gt;This makes me damn mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And this reminds me of something at the 1A'05 party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When Gabriel sprayed water on Darilyn while she was eating her sausage bun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I suddenly got so mad I started hurling names at him. e.g. bastard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And calling him stupid cause Darilyn is eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dun really like it when ppl bully my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I have never talked to Tian Ci this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I think this is enough.&lt;br /&gt;If I think abt it more, I think it will be longer.&lt;br /&gt;But I won't be so bad.&lt;br /&gt;Its time for games now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116383318538927010?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/116383318538927010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=116383318538927010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116383318538927010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116383318538927010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-i-dislike-my-class.html' title='Why I dislike my class'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-116377753477295643</id><published>2006-11-17T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T23:32:14.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Erm... A holiday Day.</title><content type='html'>Today did nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;Had steamboat yesterday. Pss! To tell you the truth, I dislike steamboat. And yesterday, I am done with the NameCard Designing for my parents shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/1600/ToyFrenzNC.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" height="112" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/320/ToyFrenzNC.1.jpg" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And erm today went to Popular and Harris and bought a few storybooks.&lt;br /&gt;Spent $41 on 3 books.&lt;br /&gt;By Jody Picoult or something...&lt;br /&gt;-Keeping faith&lt;br /&gt;-The tenth circle&lt;br /&gt;Both are deep books ok...&lt;br /&gt;Even I find it a bit hard to understand.&lt;br /&gt;And my Sis bought Enid Blyton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea so thats it.&lt;br /&gt;I dun feel like going to the class party.&lt;br /&gt;Cause Kar not going...&lt;br /&gt;And its so EX.&lt;br /&gt;Walau... Its like the ppl not staying over have to help pay&lt;br /&gt;for the ppl who are staying over.&lt;br /&gt;Its unfair and,&lt;br /&gt;I am not close to the turtle gang.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why, but when I think of the party, I groan.&lt;br /&gt;Its like a chore.&lt;br /&gt;I rather stay at home and play Sims2.&lt;br /&gt;And btw, my money is running out.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I go out, I never fail to spend at least $20-$40.&lt;br /&gt;So, my money from $350,&lt;br /&gt;took a dive to $150.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno where the hell my $200 go.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously dun have a rough idea.&lt;br /&gt;Except that I buy clothes and my parents did not return me the money.&lt;br /&gt;And then we forget abt it.&lt;br /&gt;I pay for my own clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;So many factors telling me NOT to go.&lt;br /&gt;But, I might never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHH...&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I dunno what time it starts.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hollywood, Here,I,come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116377753477295643?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/116377753477295643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=116377753477295643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116377753477295643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116377753477295643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/11/erm-holiday-day.html' title='Erm... A holiday Day.'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-116366324603748963</id><published>2006-11-16T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T15:47:26.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My hair is Straighter</title><content type='html'>Its been like 10 days since I last posted.&lt;br /&gt;I won't say sorry or anything like that cause&lt;br /&gt;its useless.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri-&lt;br /&gt;Played Sims2.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I enjoy designing the house better than playing the ppl.&lt;br /&gt;Usually I take 4hours to design a house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat-&lt;br /&gt;Went PP to buy ingredients for baking cookies.&lt;br /&gt;With Emma and Kar.&lt;br /&gt;Haha then suddenly rain like siao.&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to walk around Pp first.&lt;br /&gt;The rain still on.&lt;br /&gt;Then we ran under the rain to Macs.&lt;br /&gt;And waited.&lt;br /&gt;Then after a while, the rain became a drizzle.&lt;br /&gt;And we ran to the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;Then we take a bus to Emma's house,&lt;br /&gt;which was a long way from the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;BTw, we did'nt have an umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;So we were wet.&lt;br /&gt;And then we dried ourselves at her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we baked the cookies.&lt;br /&gt;It was hard, a bit too buttery, but it was tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun -&lt;br /&gt;Went to TM with mum and siblings.&lt;br /&gt;To buy clothes for LA.&lt;br /&gt;Erm I bought this jacket. ($19.90)&lt;br /&gt;I love the design.&lt;br /&gt;My sis bought a swimsuit. ($47)&lt;br /&gt;and jeans,($45++)&lt;br /&gt;and 2 shirts ($10each)&lt;br /&gt;And my bro got pants ($16)&lt;br /&gt;Of course my mum bought some for herself.&lt;br /&gt;And the cargo shorts!!&lt;br /&gt;ARE ALL SO EX. ($35++)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon-&lt;br /&gt;This day.&lt;br /&gt;I shan't say much.&lt;br /&gt;But I know I was pissed.&lt;br /&gt;And disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues-&lt;br /&gt;Went to...&lt;br /&gt;Erm...&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea!&lt;br /&gt;Fashion show thing.&lt;br /&gt;Then go give my hp away.&lt;br /&gt;To get fixed.&lt;br /&gt;And sorry, but all my data gonna get deleted.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed -&lt;br /&gt;Go rebond hair lo.&lt;br /&gt;Sit until back and butt wanna break.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I like my hair now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today-&lt;br /&gt;Had at least 3 weird dreams.&lt;br /&gt;All I know was...&lt;br /&gt;I kiss a boy in one of them in a plane.&lt;br /&gt;And erm I got a twin.&lt;br /&gt;BTW, the boy very ugly.&lt;br /&gt;What made me kiss him in my dream was maybe I was&lt;br /&gt;retarded.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I know I had a lot of dreams coz I&lt;br /&gt;kept waking up and going back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just weird dreams last night.&lt;br /&gt;And all of them included&lt;br /&gt;me and a guy, my would be "partner"&lt;br /&gt;saving the day or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am starting to miss some people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116366324603748963?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/116366324603748963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=116366324603748963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116366324603748963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116366324603748963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-hair-is-straighter.html' title='My hair is Straighter'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-116281620755976512</id><published>2006-11-06T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T20:30:07.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noo...I dunwanna go 3E!</title><content type='html'>I am so upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my subject selection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eng&lt;br /&gt;Chi&lt;br /&gt;E maths&lt;br /&gt;Sub Chem/Bio&lt;br /&gt;Liteature&lt;br /&gt;POA&lt;br /&gt;Art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I din take pure and din take A maths.&lt;br /&gt;So now I am going to E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS SUPPOSED TO STAY IN BEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walau. All A maths FAULT.&lt;br /&gt;Walau. If this year I had tuition I would probably do better in Maths and understand Maths lots better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I take pure, I must take A maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What SHIT is that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;You all take A maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have gone to the same class as Naomi or Laura or Darilyn.&lt;br /&gt;Because of A maths.&lt;br /&gt;Damn you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum wants me to transfer school.&lt;br /&gt;My dad wants me to transfer school.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind if everyone did'nt have friends there.&lt;br /&gt;I will feel awkward.&lt;br /&gt;Its like extra.&lt;br /&gt;And I dunno anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its doubly hard to make friends.&lt;br /&gt;And I probably will end up with the outcasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so upset.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116281620755976512?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/116281620755976512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=116281620755976512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116281620755976512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116281620755976512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/11/nooi-dunwanna-go-3e.html' title='Noo...I dunwanna go 3E!'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-116226849689644728</id><published>2006-10-31T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T12:21:36.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>About the last few days.</title><content type='html'>Lets see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-Mum comes in room. "Oi I ask you do research you do MSN"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-WTH?! I am blogging la. " I am not on MSN la."&lt;br /&gt;- Mum stands behind me " Then what are you doing? I ask you do research ok."&lt;br /&gt;- Walau. I help to do the research still kena nagged. " Walau you ask me do -"&lt;br /&gt;- Mums walk out of room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Walao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I will be going  to LA on 26 Nov.&lt;br /&gt;Still a long way.&lt;br /&gt;And my sis keeps going SICW.&lt;br /&gt;SICW = Super I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was requested to help do the research on the opening and closing time of attractions.&lt;br /&gt;So that they can plan our 2 week stay.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, going for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flashback &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;30 Oct. Mon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Watched Naruto almost the whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;29 Oct. Sun.&lt;br /&gt;Rot at home in front of the com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;28 Oct. Sat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Can't really remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I think I was on the com the whole day too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;27 Oct. Fri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Darilyn's Birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Went bowling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I admit, I suck at bowling.&lt;br /&gt;But wo bu qi nei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I must improve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So anyone wanna go bowling with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But Laura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Your first time bowling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Your first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You STRIKED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And we all thought you won't coz you merely dropped the ball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;YOU DROPPED THE BALL AND YOU STRIKED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You are a genius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway, before that, we had a pizza hut treat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I ordered Curry baked rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dar ordered Chicken Ole Baked rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Laura ordered ham? Sausage? -Can't rmb.- pasta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Naomi ordered &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dar hated hers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Naomi loved hers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Laura felt full with hers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was in love with mine despite the spicyness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hohum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You know I thought no one read my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except Dar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Until I d/w the site counter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Most visits come at 11-12midnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I got 27 visits last weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I mean lets say that i make up 10 of the visits, even if I only visit my blog around4 times only.&lt;br /&gt;So, left 17.&lt;br /&gt;Lets say Dar visits my blog once a day, even if she does'nt.&lt;br /&gt;So left 10.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Who are the 10,I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Please tag ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, does my blog look that Emo?&lt;br /&gt;At the point of time, when I chosed this template,&lt;br /&gt;I was in the COLOUR RED.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am back to olive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have influnce my other friends to love olive.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I will never be emo.&lt;br /&gt;I am not a cry baby nor a goth.&lt;br /&gt;And I HATE GOTHS.&lt;br /&gt;Its like walau.&lt;br /&gt;They want to be like ghost.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO YOU ARE LIVING AND PLEASE TRESURE YOUR LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;Still, I think that style is one of the worst style on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116226849689644728?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/116226849689644728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=116226849689644728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116226849689644728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116226849689644728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/10/about-last-few-days.html' title='About the last few days.'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-116187292047139425</id><published>2006-10-26T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T22:28:40.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last day</title><content type='html'>Uchiha Sasuke&lt;br /&gt;Uzumaki Naruto&lt;br /&gt;Hyugaa Neji&lt;br /&gt;Kakashi&lt;br /&gt;Jiraiya&lt;br /&gt;Kiba&lt;br /&gt;Gaara&lt;br /&gt;Konohamaru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orochimaru (Stupid! He killed so many ppl and the 3rd Hokage!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am like a Naruto fan.&lt;br /&gt;I realised that Naruto drawing of the guys are so cute and cool.&lt;br /&gt;Wooo... I am falling in love with everyone of them.&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to school and did nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;Slept though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorow is Dar's Bdae.&lt;br /&gt;Have'nt got her a present.&lt;br /&gt;Going to play bowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian... the class party still have'nt decided.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really want to stay overnight.&lt;br /&gt;I am not close to Yuing Wei and gang.&lt;br /&gt;Sian...&lt;br /&gt;If its like my gang, then I will persuade my parents to let me go.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it will be really really fun.&lt;br /&gt;Especially at &lt;strong&gt;night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky lor.&lt;br /&gt;The girls.&lt;br /&gt;Their gang so many people.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I can go, I sure feel extra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tomorrow 2B is meeting up.&lt;br /&gt;Pity I can't go.&lt;br /&gt;Of all days why tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;They are meeting up to discuss about the party at Macs.&lt;br /&gt;Thats damn coz suddenly Macs got so many students.&lt;br /&gt;They should go somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;Like someone's house or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... I am not going anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=\ At the 126 Episode of Naruto already.&lt;br /&gt;One of the most exciting episodes so far.&lt;br /&gt;125 and 126.&lt;br /&gt;Cause Naruto is so long winded.&lt;br /&gt;And the fights are usually so damn long.&lt;br /&gt;That I laways fast forward for the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;But this fights in these episodes are just delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116187292047139425?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/116187292047139425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=116187292047139425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116187292047139425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116187292047139425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/10/last-day.html' title='The last day'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-116178649465645595</id><published>2006-10-25T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T22:28:14.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tampines</title><content type='html'>I have learned like a few Jap words.&lt;br /&gt;After hearing so many times in Naruto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to TM today with Nao and Dar.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;Just took some neoprints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing Nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch Naruto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I got back my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eng - P1 (32/ 50) P2 (44/60)&lt;br /&gt;Chi - P1 ( Forgot. Lazy check.) P2 (30/70)&lt;br /&gt;Maths - 63/100 *Amazing, so unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;Science - 71/100, Overall, 76/100.&lt;br /&gt;His - 77/100&lt;br /&gt;Geo - 81/100&lt;br /&gt;Lit - Forgot&lt;br /&gt;Art - 70 or 75. I did not get back my paper. Mdm Cheong said she kept the good ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116178649465645595?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/116178649465645595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=116178649465645595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116178649465645595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116178649465645595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/10/tampines.html' title='Tampines'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-116170541063355418</id><published>2006-10-24T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T23:56:50.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living somewhere that does'nt exist</title><content type='html'>I am so into Naruto.&lt;br /&gt;I am going insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to school hoping someone is going to try and kill me.&lt;br /&gt;So that I can fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep daydreaming that I live in Konoha and is one of the ninjas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking that the characters in Naruto are my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Sasuke. Like he is to Sakura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELL AM I THINKING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am seriously going insane.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking and thinking that a place like that of Naruto exists.&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking that they are so lucky.&lt;br /&gt;Training is fun.&lt;br /&gt;But I am envying cartoon characters?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116170541063355418?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/116170541063355418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=116170541063355418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116170541063355418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116170541063355418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/10/living-somewhere-that-doesnt-exist.html' title='Living somewhere that does&apos;nt exist'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-116161941360533348</id><published>2006-10-23T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T00:03:33.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth or Dare</title><content type='html'>How to I start this...&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VERY BORED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOT SO BORED AND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EXTREMELY BORED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can say it was pretty OK in school.&lt;br /&gt;But, 60% of the time wasted in class was gone to waste with Tesshire suffering.&lt;br /&gt;I am getting depressed because of my anxiety in getting back my results.&lt;br /&gt;And because of that,&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like doing &lt;strong&gt;anything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I got no "xin qing" in doing anything,&lt;br /&gt;I feel bored.&lt;br /&gt;And because I feel bored and got no "xin qing",&lt;br /&gt;I feel stuck.&lt;br /&gt;This dreaded feeling makes me more depressed.&lt;br /&gt;And it goes in another cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precisely because of that.&lt;br /&gt;I lose my temper easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyway, 2B game is truth or dare.&lt;br /&gt;Fun and fun.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;We played 5 games at 1p.m after everyone felt so bored.&lt;br /&gt;Coz at 1 p.m. I felt like playing truth or dare and ask everyone to play.&lt;br /&gt;Well... except those guys.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the only guys who played were Syl and Tech.&lt;br /&gt;And the girls were the usual, Ain, Atikah, Kar and Jill + Me.&lt;br /&gt;5 rounds were played before class ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone chose dare.&lt;br /&gt;1st -&lt;br /&gt;Tess.&lt;br /&gt;Asked to go to Weisheng, Chee Yong or Darul and say "You are hot" and poke them and go ssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd -&lt;br /&gt;Syl.&lt;br /&gt;Asked to go to En Ni and say I love you, Wo ai ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd/4th -&lt;br /&gt;Jill&lt;br /&gt;Asked to kiss a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd/4th -&lt;br /&gt;Tess.!!&lt;br /&gt;Asked to say "I love you, Wo ai ni" to Neville.&lt;br /&gt;This is actually the first time I said I love you to a guy except my dad and bro and cousin.&lt;br /&gt;But the last time I said I love you to my bro was eons ago.&lt;br /&gt;Probably I never said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neville you are lucky.&lt;br /&gt;I said it in Chinese too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th -&lt;br /&gt;Tess. !!!&lt;br /&gt;Class end. No dare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got back my papers.&lt;br /&gt;His- 77&lt;br /&gt;Eng - 32 &lt;&lt; What did I tell you. Its a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those 2 only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, came back and watched A Cinderalla Story.&lt;br /&gt;Awww... Fairy Tales. My favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its my Grandma Bdae today.&lt;br /&gt;So we went for dinner and had waffles after that.&lt;br /&gt;Eurghh. Love the waffle, hate the ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTH&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DAY &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;AND EXTREMELY GOOD YEARS AHEAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ermm...  Coz there is only 3 mins to her end of her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;So wishing her that happy 3 mins left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116161941360533348?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/116161941360533348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=116161941360533348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116161941360533348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116161941360533348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/10/truth-or-dare.html' title='Truth or Dare'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-116134601986712992</id><published>2006-10-20T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T20:06:59.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naruto!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am 90% sure I did'nt win the Design a school Uniform Contest in STOMP!&lt;br /&gt;Boohoo....&lt;br /&gt;I want to win!&lt;br /&gt;I am desperate to win!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT THAT XBOX360!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so disppointed in myself.&lt;br /&gt;They are going to &lt;strong&gt;make&lt;/strong&gt; the uniform!&lt;br /&gt;THEY ARE GOING TO MAKE IT FOR GOODNESS SAKE.&lt;br /&gt;And I probably did'nt give enough details on &lt;strong&gt;how to make it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I &lt;strong&gt;won't &lt;/strong&gt;win.&lt;br /&gt;My design is complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This news is&lt;strong&gt; heart-breaking.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heart-breaking.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like my hopes are dashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heart-breaking + disappointed = down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I watched Naruto from 11a.m. in the morning until like 7p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Shiok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh-uhhhhhhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT STOP THINKING ABOUT IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;Stupid stupid stupid!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The results are IN! But we’re keeping mum…&lt;br /&gt;The Top 3 designs will be tailored in the highest secrecy and all will be revealed at a later date…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this space for the latest news!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stomp.com.sg/stink/design_U_entries.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;View the entries submitted so far » &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the link is a picture with another 2 designs or a uniform!&lt;br /&gt;Boohooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. I hope sasuke will cheer me up!&lt;br /&gt;See his handsome face.&lt;br /&gt;Woooooooooooooo... ...&lt;br /&gt;LOL joking lah.&lt;br /&gt;I am not kartika or Naomi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116134601986712992?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/116134601986712992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=116134601986712992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116134601986712992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116134601986712992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/10/naruto.html' title='Naruto!'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-116126021450995773</id><published>2006-10-19T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T21:11:56.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lame lame day</title><content type='html'>Today we did nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;Just that I slept for half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;Totally fell asleep on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then erm played truth or dare.&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Gordon and Daryl so poorthing.&lt;br /&gt;They got attacked by our dares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was really scary was that suddenly during assembly,&lt;br /&gt;Sylvester suddenly said wo ai ni.&lt;br /&gt;Across at least 5 ppl.&lt;br /&gt;I know he is joking and making a fool out of me or somthing.&lt;br /&gt;Then when going home,&lt;br /&gt;Sway sway take same bus as him.&lt;br /&gt;I think he was with Poh Heng, Matthias, Chermin and a NA guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary la.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly he come up the bus and say wo ai ni.&lt;br /&gt;My gawd... Then he sat beside me for like 2sec and said wo ai ni.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in the bus who heard it was looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;Then when I dropped at Naomi's bus stop,&lt;br /&gt;he was like Tesshire dun leave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then while crossing the road, he said I love you to Naomi.&lt;br /&gt;And I heard that Syl told Chermin abt our nicknames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, this is Naomi's blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stooooooooppppiiiiddddd sylvester.... he spread to a whole lot of ppl abt tess and my nickname for 2005!! wa lau eh!! not fair lah... then i tell everybody HIS nickname... which was scrotum... and he LIKED IT!! i mean... can you believe that?!?! i purposely added on some more... 0.7 mm long... he still had the thickess cheek to laugh!! one day i am really going to box his eyes out man... make him regret..for life... haha... today he dropped at the same bus stop and then all of a sudden he shouted " Naomi Wo Ye Ai Ni!!!!" i was like huh?? what the... wa piang!! siow ah... then i said " i then dont want ah!" then he said " you got read the merchant of vernice??" then i ask him why... and he said.. " will you stead with me??" kana sai! who would want to go out with a durian headed person who always sayd YAMAN!! and also ... ahem... that one on his friends??? that person must be crazy lah.. he is such a sicko.. i don't understand what ppl see in him... i think almost 75% of 2A knows about my nickname liao!! it all started by meiling telling iskandar... and it was continued by sylvester telling CHERMINE!!!! shoot!!! i might as well bang on the wall lah.. ok no no... no point dying bcos of such lousy tales... one day... soon... one day sly.. you watch out... am gonna get u for this... =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why do I feel so betrayed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Coz Naomi left out the back and the reason of the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Its like I was actually likethe "main chracter".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And she twisted it so much that it seemed like she was the main chracter although she was involved a bit only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;She did'nt say why Syl "proposed" to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Neither did she mentioned me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't like it .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;She's just bringing the attention to herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Naomi ah Naomi... Why you like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Seriously I thought you would also write about me since I so sway kena his joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And its not a minor joke. To you it definitely won't be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Literature is all Reading between the lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;I don't like how he is teasing me.&lt;br /&gt;He is a downright sick and pervertic jerk who deserves to be hit down by a car.&lt;br /&gt;He's display msn name says that 2B does'nt deserve him.&lt;br /&gt;Yea we deserve someone better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I asked him to stop it and he agreed. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-Thank Goodness-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;I hoped I could go out with Naomi like during the weekend to play our call prank.&lt;br /&gt;On 2 ppl... At least before school closes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost went to the library with her but did not in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Too lazy. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate my sandbug bites.&lt;br /&gt;They look like pimples on my legs and one on my hand.&lt;br /&gt;They itch and are scary looking.&lt;br /&gt;Used to com surfing for interesting webs but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;Played 3 games of Gunbound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BORED.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I WANT A CLASS 1A05 CLASS PARTY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I WANT IT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I WANT IT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I WANT IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S I AM SORRY NAOMI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116126021450995773?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/116126021450995773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=116126021450995773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116126021450995773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116126021450995773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/10/lame-lame-day.html' title='Lame lame day'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-116118229007384847</id><published>2006-10-18T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T22:38:10.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tema[S]ek [P]olytechnic Worksho[p]</title><content type='html'>Heehaw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to TP today for the elctronics workshop.&lt;br /&gt;At first, there was a lecture about electronics which was really really boring.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda like a lullaby.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda pity the lecturer,&lt;br /&gt;speaking at the audiences who had their head down and eyes closed.&lt;br /&gt;An example is none other than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we climbed up 8 stories to the lab.&lt;br /&gt;Tiring...&lt;br /&gt;BUt we had a break before entering and they gave us a box of&lt;br /&gt;-pandan cake?&lt;br /&gt;-some triangle pastry like curry puff&lt;br /&gt;-mini sausage bread&lt;br /&gt;- egg tart&lt;br /&gt;and they gave us a packet of sunkist? orange juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we entered the lab.&lt;br /&gt;And we had to make a flashing bulb with a curcuit.&lt;br /&gt;Haha and then we had to melt metal to join the components to the&lt;br /&gt;erm... the connecting board thing la.&lt;br /&gt;It stank ok.&lt;br /&gt;Then I accidentally burnt a lot of plastic which STANK like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Coz I was talking to Kar and I was holding the heating pen and the plastic,&lt;br /&gt;so I did not see what the pen was doing to the plastic.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty fun anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, we all got a chance to go to any one place in TP and we decided to go to the library.&lt;br /&gt;Because we were 8 floors up, the ammbasadors let us take the lift.&lt;br /&gt;So we all squeeze into the lift. About 10 ppl like that.&lt;br /&gt;Then they were like move back move back.&lt;br /&gt;So I moved and lift my leg up to move back but when i wanted to put my other leg down,&lt;br /&gt;there was no more leg space!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;So I was standing on one foot before Amanda shifted front.&lt;br /&gt;And what was worse was that Neville and ZY was behind me and&lt;br /&gt;if I moved back anymore, I probably would be leaning on them.&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness Kar was infront of me so that I could hold her for balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the 11 storey library but only the first floor which already was...&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went back to school and had assembly.&lt;br /&gt;And then Syl played a evil joke on me and Emma and Ain.&lt;br /&gt;You should have seen Ain's face.&lt;br /&gt;I think mine was about the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went home and planned to sleep, but Kar said she was in&lt;br /&gt;Parkway!&lt;br /&gt;So I went and bought myself a $20 wallet.&lt;br /&gt;Exxx.&lt;br /&gt;Then we had steamboat and I think I need more exercise.&lt;br /&gt;By next Friday.&lt;br /&gt;I probably be feeling numb.&lt;br /&gt;I dun think that I will do badly, I know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, today was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;It was a good hair day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116118229007384847?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/116118229007384847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=116118229007384847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116118229007384847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116118229007384847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/10/temasek-polytechnic-workshop.html' title='Tema[S]ek [P]olytechnic Worksho[p]'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-116109563950949361</id><published>2006-10-17T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:41:30.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>Today is the most boring day of school ever!&lt;br /&gt;Its like I feel so sleepy and theres NOTHING fun to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there was this talk about growing up with confidence,&lt;br /&gt;but its actually just promoting their product.&lt;br /&gt;How dare they... Taking advantage of people's plight.&lt;br /&gt;But also in a way helping them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got some free stuff cause I answered a question.&lt;br /&gt;The goodie bag contained&lt;br /&gt;- a pimple prevention cream&lt;br /&gt;- a watch&lt;br /&gt;- a lip mirror&lt;br /&gt;- a phamlet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea and then Mrs Abraham was damn smart.&lt;br /&gt;She called for all the Welfare reps to go to the General Office to get the magazines.&lt;br /&gt;Only the welfare reps.&lt;br /&gt;And the load was like at least 6kg.&lt;br /&gt;40 July issue of Teenage and a box of freebies.&lt;br /&gt;So, I huff and puff from the General Office to the benches nearest to the girls toilet at the MPCC notice board there before running up to get help.&lt;br /&gt;Of all people, Ms Azleen asked Syl to help.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its for the better.&lt;br /&gt;He can go be Macho Man and carry all the magazines while I carry the light box.&lt;br /&gt;I can't do that with a girl right, I can't let her be MachoGirl and bully her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the box is supposed to contain 40 sets of&lt;br /&gt;-pimple prevention cream&lt;br /&gt;-bookmark&lt;br /&gt;-phamlet&lt;br /&gt;-plastic bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, there was&lt;br /&gt;-PPC - 45&lt;br /&gt;-BM - 38&lt;br /&gt;-PL - 44&lt;br /&gt;-PB - 41&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So unequal. Tsk tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;NVM, I took one of the pimple prevention cream even though I dun need it.&lt;br /&gt;Can give my mum or smth.&lt;br /&gt;And MY and Kar took one too.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Slept today.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I can't stand my brother.&lt;br /&gt;Why so sway...&lt;br /&gt;Of the one million ahem, must be that ahem fuse with the ahem.&lt;br /&gt;You know he purposely broke my diary lock so that he could peek in my diary?!&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness I stop writing in that diary ever since last year july.&lt;br /&gt;So any info there is outdated.&lt;br /&gt;He also saboed me on MSN before by inviting ppl on MSN and acting stupid.&lt;br /&gt;He fought with my sis for telling on him when he saboed me on MSN.&lt;br /&gt;I dun get it.&lt;br /&gt;Its just so hard to love him.&lt;br /&gt;He loves my private life.&lt;br /&gt;He  loves peeking in my conversation with anybody.&lt;br /&gt;It hell irritating.&lt;br /&gt;And he finds so many problems with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;He makes useless comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is like that because my dad is very lenient on him.&lt;br /&gt;My mother has given up.&lt;br /&gt;If things dun go right, he is going to be like another Sylvester.&lt;br /&gt;And I hope that won't happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116109563950949361?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/116109563950949361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=116109563950949361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116109563950949361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116109563950949361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/10/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-116100816743294465</id><published>2006-10-16T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T22:16:07.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEACH2</title><content type='html'>So went to the beach again with Naomi.&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to upload videos...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe just up load some pictures of the stupid sandcastle which,&lt;br /&gt;kept breaking.&lt;br /&gt;Ok... our castle was small.&lt;br /&gt;and after giiving up on the stupid castle was kept falling apart,&lt;br /&gt;we made a birthday cake for darilyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does'nt look like one though.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we washed the sandcastle building materials and went to SAFRA to clean ourselves up.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we rode and rode until the bicycle rental stall and I bought an ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to East Coast Lagoon Food Village, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not Changi Village, wrong name...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I bought a carrot cake and helped Naomi buy her watermelon juice.&lt;br /&gt;So we brought our bikes to a nearby stone table and ate.&lt;br /&gt;I bought the carrot cake but I know,&lt;br /&gt;I am so generous, I shared it with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to the beach ahead and took photos with the amazing&lt;br /&gt;sandcastles.&lt;br /&gt;I can never do that. WOW.&lt;br /&gt;They are truly PRO.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Naomi are noobs.&lt;br /&gt;Noobie noob.&lt;br /&gt;Noobie noobie noobie noobs.&lt;br /&gt;Ok you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we rode back and tha was it.&lt;br /&gt;Erm except that I kept taking videos of Naomi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PHOTOS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Blooger currently got some prob uploading pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Awww toobad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116100816743294465?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/116100816743294465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=116100816743294465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116100816743294465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116100816743294465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/10/beach2.html' title='BEACH2'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-116100660036579816</id><published>2006-10-15T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T21:50:00.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VivoCity</title><content type='html'>So... The biggest Shopping Mall in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Just went just now.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously was reluctant to go.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway its pretty lame.&lt;br /&gt;Just a nice view of the merlion and a hell of a maze that is.&lt;br /&gt;One thing my mum noticed was that the escalators were very fast.&lt;br /&gt;Notice that.&lt;br /&gt;It does'nt really appeal to me though...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe cause its still under renovation.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day I'll go there with Naomi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MaybeMAYBEmaybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause its sooooo big, and erm complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VivoCity, retro name.&lt;br /&gt;Whats cool is that there is going to be a revolving eating place opposite!&lt;br /&gt;So that you'll have a paranomic view while you're eating.&lt;br /&gt;The scariest thing is that the overheadbridge leading from VivoCity is just under an MRT trail.&lt;br /&gt;Yea. The MRT trail is like resting on the overhead bridge.&lt;br /&gt;OK... Maybe it isn't, but I looks like it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;Did nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;Just taught my sister degrees and solve a question for my bro on ratio.&lt;br /&gt;But there was another question I dinno how to do.&lt;br /&gt;HECK.&lt;br /&gt;He does'nt care anyway. He fail also not my prob.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116100660036579816?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/116100660036579816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=116100660036579816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116100660036579816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116100660036579816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/10/vivocity.html' title='VivoCity'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-116076062793999838</id><published>2006-10-14T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T21:29:52.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEACH!</title><content type='html'>So, today we went to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PHOTOBUCKET TAKES VERY LONG TO UPLOAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Naomi came at about 10.40 and Darilyn came at about 11.45.&lt;br /&gt;Then we pumped the bikes andset off.&lt;br /&gt;Darilyn, like the last time was lagging behind, but hey, she's faster!&lt;br /&gt;Go Dar Go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when we reached the beach,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The journey did't seem as long as the last time did it? The last time dar, you lagged like crazy. YOU HAVE IMPROVED TONS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we set up our "mats" which were actually plastic bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://s5.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=" width="430" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before we reached Changi Beach, we went to Changi Village, the hawker center and bought food.&lt;br /&gt;So we sat and ate,&lt;br /&gt;yum yum. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hP-AqDmo5FA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hP-AqDmo5FA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Naomi ate Nasi Goreng, Dar ate Mee Goreng and I ate corrot cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F7r75tMfKwk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F7r75tMfKwk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;LOL, so posing for the camera and pretending to be an ah pek who goggles his food, I accidentally flung the carrot cake inside my shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Watch it in slow motion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You can see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After filling our stomaches,&lt;br /&gt;we went to the &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what do you cal that? Wave breaker? or smth like that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rocks and sat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we chatted and then we decided to scream.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After letting it all out,&lt;br /&gt;with a happy head and a more relaxed mind,&lt;br /&gt;we danced on the rocks and had so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wf-Qvj5sJXU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wf-Qvj5sJXU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Keep replaying it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So that they dance non-stop for you.  =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of the time, we have to admit,&lt;br /&gt;we were camwhoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SCroll to the end of this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind rocked btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/1600/PA130035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/320/PA130035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a size="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;See what I mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/1600/PA130049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/320/PA130049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now do you get the picture of how windy it was?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway,&lt;br /&gt;today was the first time I climbed a tree.&lt;br /&gt;Yea! It did'nt look scary at first, but when you are up on the branch...&lt;br /&gt;OMG, it felt like you were about to fall...&lt;br /&gt;Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photobuckey takesa long time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its like 30 mins for a 15sec video or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I won't be able to load everything by today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So, keep checking this post, coz I will put up all the videos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went back to the rocks again and the tide went down lots.&lt;br /&gt;So, we walked down the rocks, onto a bed of slippery rocks.&lt;br /&gt;Yea and we always screamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we packed up and as we were walking out of the grasspatch and to the cycling tracks,&lt;br /&gt;Zhen Yuan and Boon Hao were like waiting for us at the tracks.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they spotted us.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it was just coincidence that it was the end of the cycling tracks.&lt;br /&gt;Then my brack, it spoiled and I was like shit! My brakes spoil!&lt;br /&gt;Then ZY fixed it for me.&lt;br /&gt;Their bikes pro la. Racing bikes seh.&lt;br /&gt;My bike also pro la.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we rode home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sry. Only can upload one video. No time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So, is YOUTUBE or PHOTOBUCKET video hosting better. Which is CLEARER?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures, no prob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/1600/PA130058.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/320/PA130058.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My FAV pic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/1600/PA130070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/320/PA130070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is kind of weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/1600/PA130022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/320/PA130022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;See the wind... and my stupid face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok GOT PROB.&lt;br /&gt;Next time bah.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously gotta go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH. My mum suddenly off the connection just when I abt to post.&lt;br /&gt;SHIT LA.&lt;br /&gt;I go on again.&lt;br /&gt;CannOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K can liao.&lt;br /&gt;I had to wait awhile...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the rest of the photos I tmr then upload.&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and kisses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116076062793999838?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/116076062793999838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=116076062793999838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116076062793999838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116076062793999838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/10/beach_14.html' title='BEACH!'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-116064246441692360</id><published>2006-10-12T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T16:41:04.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Y.E.S.O! Yay.Exams.So.OVER</title><content type='html'>Can I hear you shout?&lt;br /&gt;Can I hear you scream??&lt;br /&gt;Yes! You are so right.&lt;br /&gt;THE EXAMS ARE OVER.&lt;br /&gt;Holla Holla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I am feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;Days are nearing to getting bad results.&lt;br /&gt;I have done so badly and cannot sctop thinking about exams.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I won't disappoint my parents.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, for me and my siblings, we just want our parents to be proud of us.&lt;br /&gt;Thats our motivation.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I remember once, quarreling with my mum.&lt;br /&gt;Thats what I told her.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot remember what we were quarelling about but it was during exams i think.&lt;br /&gt;My mum's teaching methods are all seriously, all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Coz she only nags and scold.&lt;br /&gt;How to do well...&lt;br /&gt;But she does'nt do that anymore t me.&lt;br /&gt;Afetr I entered secondary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor siblings.&lt;br /&gt;So I also try to help them.&lt;br /&gt;And when my mum gets fed-up, I bo pian have to volunteer to teach.&lt;br /&gt;Thats my plan la.&lt;br /&gt;I mean I got like that liao.&lt;br /&gt;But because of exams, I got no time to teach them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho hum.&lt;br /&gt;Today went to Expo.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm wondering.&lt;br /&gt;How come today I kept seeing him.&lt;br /&gt;Its like I saw him like 4+ times and he also realised that he has been seeing me a lot of times.&lt;br /&gt;The first time I saw him was in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Then cause I change bus, so when I walk down the bus, I was looking straight.&lt;br /&gt;Then he was looking who was coming down, i think.&lt;br /&gt;Then eye contact.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that a lot a lot of times.&lt;br /&gt;We saw eachother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL no.&lt;br /&gt;Its like Im writing about my love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;No lar.&lt;br /&gt;Just writing about it.&lt;br /&gt;Coz its something unusual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;Expo was pretty OK.&lt;br /&gt;I love the phototaking and the sensor stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW.&lt;br /&gt;Rmb the other time I wrote that many people were forgetting me on msn?&lt;br /&gt;Yea Luke, my habbo ex-boyfriend, which I dumped.&lt;br /&gt;Forgot me Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he asked:&lt;br /&gt;who r u?&lt;br /&gt;And I was like:&lt;br /&gt;you forgot me again&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;br /&gt;Habbo&lt;br /&gt;He:&lt;br /&gt;You were the one that was looking for a bf right?&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;br /&gt;Err yea&lt;br /&gt;He:&lt;br /&gt;So you found one already?&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;br /&gt;I quit habbo since last year Dec&lt;br /&gt;He:&lt;br /&gt;Really?&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;He:&lt;br /&gt;I also quit habbo liao&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;br /&gt;Good&lt;br /&gt;Habbo is a Money Sucker&lt;br /&gt;He:&lt;br /&gt;Yea&lt;br /&gt;So you still looking for a bf?&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;br /&gt;I quit habbo already&lt;br /&gt;He:&lt;br /&gt;I mean...&lt;br /&gt;You know...&lt;br /&gt;awww nvm.&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;br /&gt;I dun 'look'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then after that he said that I was pretty??!&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;Something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(1 sec after I typed o.O, the song that was playing sung the words something new. Pop Princess -Click 5.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird.&lt;br /&gt;Weird things are happening today.&lt;br /&gt;Like I slept at 2.30a.m. today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I m very satisfied with my Art.&lt;br /&gt;Its very very very very nice ok.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could see it.&lt;br /&gt;It was so pretty and I completed it in 1.5hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that the MacDonald,&lt;br /&gt;Padadadada, I'm Loving it,&lt;br /&gt;Originated from a song.&lt;br /&gt;The exact same words, exact same tune, but this time,&lt;br /&gt;(Guy)I'm Loving it&lt;br /&gt;(Female) Padadadada&lt;br /&gt;(Guy)I'm loving it&lt;br /&gt;(Female) Padadadada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite nice =]&lt;br /&gt;Dunno the title though... =\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116064246441692360?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/116064246441692360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=116064246441692360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116064246441692360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116064246441692360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/10/yeso-yayexamssoover.html' title='Y.E.S.O! Yay.Exams.So.OVER'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-116013892018370048</id><published>2006-10-06T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T20:48:40.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relax</title><content type='html'>OK. So I plan late night studying.&lt;br /&gt;I study better.&lt;br /&gt;So here I am R-E-L-A-X-I-N-G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worry for my Geo and Lit.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously do.&lt;br /&gt;I need a 1st, 2nd, or 3rd but now that seems impossible.&lt;br /&gt;How do I explain it. I feel that I have answered the questions with as much as I know and it is correct but...&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid I answer the questions with the wrong answers.&lt;br /&gt;It is like I am afraid I get mixed up with how to control waste pollution and how to control air pollution of smth like that.&lt;br /&gt;So its pretty impossible for me to get 1st, 2nd, or 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So please please please give me a forth at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of impossible, I thought that Chinese was pretty easy.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because I tikam all the way?&lt;br /&gt;But then I had to be humble and say it is hard.&lt;br /&gt;Or else my amazing friends might feel demoralised and do badly for the other exams.&lt;br /&gt;I don't why why I am such a good friend. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;I live a good life, with good food.&lt;br /&gt;I get to travel.&lt;br /&gt;All because I have a dad who works in the SIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I am eating a wonderful sweet, gummy sweet, smooth and bouncy.&lt;br /&gt;Something you'll hardly find in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;I have Hi-Chews. Never before seen flavours in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;I eat better quality Porky. Made in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;Singapore's Porky= Cheapskate.&lt;br /&gt;I get to eat different kind of food from other countries.&lt;br /&gt;ESpeciAllY from JAPAN!&lt;br /&gt;Because they only sell the sauce to make the food in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;Here, its XXX and rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live like a rich girl, but no, my dad does'nt have a VERY HIGH income.&lt;br /&gt;Its just a bit above average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea.&lt;br /&gt;TOYSHOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;So very. So I must treasure this life and be a fillial daughter when I grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to school subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literature. Damn it. I think I can get at least 90 if I had enough time.&lt;br /&gt;My nerves in my hand were almost collapsing.&lt;br /&gt;Darilyn, why you were so sway, I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Bo pian. Life's like that as a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day after the exams, Naomi comes over to my house.&lt;br /&gt;And then we dress up and go walk around St. _ _ _ and V------- Secondary.&lt;br /&gt;Now you know where there is.&lt;br /&gt;No, I dun have the intention to woo boys.&lt;br /&gt;Please, I am NOT that desperate.&lt;br /&gt;Plus who needs them.&lt;br /&gt;They need us.&lt;br /&gt;Men can't live without women.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna know how many desperate boys are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is fun.&lt;br /&gt;And I won't let myself get unwanted attention.&lt;br /&gt;This is really really fun.&lt;br /&gt;And it will be more fun when a guy comes up and say&lt;br /&gt;can I have your number?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA and he will face the total humiliation of a REJECT.&lt;br /&gt;I am so evil.&lt;br /&gt;And thick-skinned, but you can't stop a girl from dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;Especially one who LOVES daydreaming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116013892018370048?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/116013892018370048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=116013892018370048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116013892018370048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116013892018370048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/10/relax.html' title='Relax'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-116011383022595915</id><published>2006-10-06T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T13:50:30.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>This is the first time in a very long time that I am so stressed.&lt;br /&gt;Now I know how my sister felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone expects you to do well.&lt;br /&gt;You expect yourself to do well.&lt;br /&gt;You know if you don't do well you will regret.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't do well, it is humiliating when everyone expects you to.&lt;br /&gt;When you can't remember or solve a problem, you break down&lt;br /&gt;You get demoralised only if you can't seem to remember or solve smth&lt;br /&gt;Your friends can't demoralise you&lt;br /&gt;You yourself want to do well&lt;br /&gt;You get afraid of your marks and thus not being able to study for your other subs&lt;br /&gt;You end up with a mental-block again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you study so hard just to suddenly forget everything.&lt;br /&gt;How does that feel like.&lt;br /&gt;Its hard.&lt;br /&gt;Thats why my sis suddenly started crying for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;There is a reason.&lt;br /&gt;Now I know.&lt;br /&gt;But I stop myself from crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geo and Lit has already demoralised me.&lt;br /&gt;My best few subjects.&lt;br /&gt;My mind now is so congested.&lt;br /&gt;Its whirling.&lt;br /&gt;I am so stressed I cannot stand up straight without feeling dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;Swaying and feeling like there is an earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why Darilyn and Kartika can feel so relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here I am, here to destress.&lt;br /&gt;May my Guardian Angel guide me always.&lt;br /&gt;May I not turn insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I do well,&lt;br /&gt;How can my parents expect me to do well when&lt;br /&gt;they never do anything to aid me in my studies?&lt;br /&gt;Which pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;And then I feel damn angry and lose my concentration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I go over the stress cycle again.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I don't suddenly break down.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-116011383022595915?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/116011383022595915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=116011383022595915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116011383022595915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/116011383022595915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/10/stress.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-115963138676836702</id><published>2006-09-30T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T23:53:15.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter Three</title><content type='html'>This story is ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to drop it.&lt;br /&gt;No...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I shall just end it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy was useless.&lt;br /&gt;She decided to give up on him.&lt;br /&gt;He would'nt let her help him.&lt;br /&gt;He was rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;He can go dwell in his torture and suffering alone without her.&lt;br /&gt;She, the only one.&lt;br /&gt;So she continued with her life but although she had already given up on him,&lt;br /&gt;never ever wanting to return,&lt;br /&gt;he still carried a special place in her heart.&lt;br /&gt;The he of the past.&lt;br /&gt;The he who was'nt ruled by the demons.&lt;br /&gt;The he she knew when she first met.&lt;br /&gt;That he, she will not forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA.&lt;br /&gt;Written by Tesshire.&lt;br /&gt;Love Story which ends up wrong yet right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...&lt;br /&gt;Today was so sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The few things that pissed me of was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mdm Cheong&lt;br /&gt;- The NA guys&lt;br /&gt;- The stupid lantern&lt;br /&gt;- My cold (which has now miricoulsly disappeared.)&lt;br /&gt;- I did'nt study at all today (SO WHY AM I NOT STUDYING NOW?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Cheong -&lt;br /&gt;She ah... she made my blood boil. She is very smart.&lt;br /&gt;"Stay first stay &lt;strong&gt;awhile&lt;/strong&gt; more, don't go yet." Your definition of awhile is? Hours??!&lt;br /&gt;"I want at least a few girls" Yalar and the guys? Get free CIP points?&lt;br /&gt;"I will ask the boys to do something" - DO WHAT?! All they did was go play the games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, when finally when we could go and rest,&lt;br /&gt;it was 9p.m, just when most all games store were getting ready to close.&lt;br /&gt;I complained that the stores all close liao then she let us go rest.&lt;br /&gt;"No la still got you can go &lt;strong&gt;explore&lt;/strong&gt;" Yea and explore the closed shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went fishing and got some fishes to give to kar.&lt;br /&gt;The the rest of the games close liao.&lt;br /&gt;So me and Dar went Toilet and when we came back, all the Art club ppl go liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The NA guys&lt;br /&gt;They did'nt help AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;Except some of them like erm...&lt;br /&gt;Wayne, 0.5%&lt;br /&gt;One wear spects skinny guy whatshisname - 6%&lt;br /&gt;Another guy who got triangle eyebrowns and dun wear spects - 15%&lt;br /&gt;Retard a.k.a Anthony - 0% Kill him, he played like at least 10 games.&lt;br /&gt;And the 5 girls did - 79%++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the 8?9?10? guys did only 21%-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, when I was at the main table looking for paper, they took a photo/photos of me.&lt;br /&gt;And then when I was almost going to burst at Mdm cheong,&lt;br /&gt;the stupid fat guy, &lt;strong&gt;not &lt;/strong&gt;Marcus, go make stupid face with the 3 lantern sticks on his face.&lt;br /&gt;So Mdm cheong was lucky.&lt;br /&gt;Coz I vent some frustrations on that guy by screaming in his face"WHAT?!!??"&lt;br /&gt;So, my frustration level went down abit.&lt;br /&gt;And i walked away before my fristration level reached the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cold&lt;br /&gt;MY DAMN COLD!&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I helped the children to paste, my cold would suddenly worsened.&lt;br /&gt;And I very scared i pass it to the kids.&lt;br /&gt;Somore the parent there.&lt;br /&gt;See me sick then later their child sick.&lt;br /&gt;Must be thinking, eeee sick girl better dun come my child.&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, if mdm cheong let me go play the games earlier,&lt;br /&gt;my cold would probably disppear.&lt;br /&gt;Coz the cure for all my colds is having fun.&lt;br /&gt;You see, my cold gone after I used the com.&lt;br /&gt;Awalys like that one.&lt;br /&gt;I have fun then my cold will gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I did'nt study today.&lt;br /&gt;Oh crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, did I say that I currently LOVES science?&lt;br /&gt;I love it so much.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I understands it.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to study science and always wishes thatt it is the day on my study timetable to study science?&lt;br /&gt;I am Science hater turns Science lover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115963138676836702?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115963138676836702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115963138676836702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115963138676836702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115963138676836702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/09/chapter-three.html' title='Chapter Three'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-115953599360865049</id><published>2006-09-29T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T21:19:53.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter Two</title><content type='html'>In the world of fanstasy, that were the dreams.&lt;br /&gt;She did'nt know that once she looked into his mind,&lt;br /&gt;she would experience no more fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;But all she knew was that she love him.&lt;br /&gt;All she wanted was his happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Thy she will sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She waited in the silence.&lt;br /&gt;The deep cold silence...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing was stirring now.&lt;br /&gt;It was peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;What had happened?&lt;br /&gt;She wished him no harm.&lt;br /&gt;Prayed god to give him good and only good.&lt;br /&gt;To once again keep the demons outside.&lt;br /&gt;To keep them caged,&lt;br /&gt;just like his plight now.&lt;br /&gt;Suffering in Jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she opened her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Why, does she do this for him?&lt;br /&gt;Why, when he does'nt even deserve her?&lt;br /&gt;She loves him.&lt;br /&gt;Something that no one can control.&lt;br /&gt;No greater power can break her away from him.&lt;br /&gt;Cause there is no greater power than her love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She could'nt help him physically.&lt;br /&gt;She has to diminish the demons in his mind.&lt;br /&gt;Corrupting the true him.&lt;br /&gt;This she had to do she knew.&lt;br /&gt;In her hearts of hearts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE TO STUDY!&lt;br /&gt;Darilyn!! Stop watching movies and pls worry for your exams.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know THERE IS ALOT TO LEARN FOR SCIENCE??&lt;br /&gt;And there is A LOT for history?&lt;br /&gt;I am warning you Darilyn, you'll regret later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound like your ah ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, Buck up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND TESSHIRE AH...&lt;br /&gt;Still come online.&lt;br /&gt;You and Darilyn almost the same.&lt;br /&gt;Got exams in 5 days and you still play GUNBOUND?!&lt;br /&gt;You dun study Im gonna ban all your priviledges ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im my own mother.&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115953599360865049?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115953599360865049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>Chapter One</title><content type='html'>She relaxed and closed her eyes and in her mind's eye, she pictured his face.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, her body started to feel tense and her eyelids were forced to open,&lt;br /&gt;but she kept it close and fought against the feeling of dread.&lt;br /&gt;Searching in the darkness, she looked for his face,&lt;br /&gt;Searching in vain, in the crowd of demons.&lt;br /&gt;She could'nt find him.&lt;br /&gt;All she could do was managed a few glimps of his sad, sad eyes crying for help.&lt;br /&gt;She tried to reach out to him.&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of the demons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The demons.&lt;br /&gt;They started laughing hysterically.&lt;br /&gt;The piercing red eyes burning like hot red coals into the black night.&lt;br /&gt;There was no form for these demons.&lt;br /&gt;No body.&lt;br /&gt;Haunted glares in deadly black cloth.&lt;br /&gt;Noo...&lt;br /&gt;She moaned softly.&lt;br /&gt;She did'nt imagine she would see so much suffering.&lt;br /&gt;So much pain.&lt;br /&gt;So much agony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His face disappeared again, just like the many times before.&lt;br /&gt;She could'nt do anything to help, just watch.&lt;br /&gt;His face would fade away as much as she wanted it to stay.&lt;br /&gt;Then the evil glares would take over.&lt;br /&gt;Those piercing deep eyes, eyes that could dominate your mind.&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly, it all disappeared and she stared in into darkness.&lt;br /&gt;Deep haunting darkness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were all those images she thought to herself.&lt;br /&gt;She could'nt open her eyes, something told her not to.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, as though her eyes knew something,&lt;br /&gt;it kept twitching to be let open.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that kept her from being lost to the world of darkness.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that kept her soul with her body.&lt;br /&gt;Deafening silence pounded in her ears&lt;br /&gt;The worst torture...&lt;br /&gt;Drowning in the empty space.&lt;br /&gt;Searching...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115945145057460301?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115945145057460301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115945145057460301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115945145057460301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115945145057460301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/09/chapter-one.html' title='Chapter One'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-115910369807042085</id><published>2006-09-24T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T21:18:16.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phemas!</title><content type='html'>I am so not in the &lt;u&gt;mood&lt;/u&gt; to study.&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking of how can I have fun after the exams.&lt;br /&gt;Sian...&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what to study for chem.&lt;br /&gt;When I look at my notes,&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I know everything.&lt;br /&gt;BUT when I do my theory,&lt;br /&gt;I DUNNO HOW TO DO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ppl are starting to forget me.&lt;br /&gt;Actually only 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rmb that Habbo guy?&lt;br /&gt;And then now its my Cousin's friend.&lt;br /&gt;Who I remember poking at him coz he was so afraid of tickles.&lt;br /&gt;He wants to learn phemas afer his exams.&lt;br /&gt;I did'nt know wth was it&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was some instrument.&lt;br /&gt;Then I questioned him.&lt;br /&gt;Phemas??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he showed me the web&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.phemas.com"&gt;www.phemas.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went and the first thing I saw was the bolded words,&lt;br /&gt;Martial Arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/1600/example.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px" height="265" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/320/example.jpg" width="341" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, so I was thinking,&lt;br /&gt;Ok... Martial Arts.&lt;br /&gt;So I pictured him doing Martial Arts.&lt;br /&gt;And thought to myself, why can't he say Martial Arts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/1600/example2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/320/example2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought to myself.&lt;br /&gt;Chey Fencing.&lt;br /&gt;So hard to say meh.&lt;br /&gt;So I pictured him doing fencing.&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought to myself,&lt;br /&gt;Then why do they call it phemas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided to check out if I was correct.&lt;br /&gt;And clicked on the links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I see words and words and some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I could'nt stop giggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/1600/phemas1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/320/phemas1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/1600/phermas2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/320/phermas2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... So this is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;PHEMAS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever that is, guess I got more visuals to help me to&lt;br /&gt;IMAGINE HIM DOING THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAKAHAHAHAAA....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I only met him like twice, I got enough memory to put his face with that actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if he ever reads this.&lt;br /&gt;I am so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;But you have to admit you'll look funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115910369807042085?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115910369807042085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115910369807042085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115910369807042085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115910369807042085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/09/phemas.html' title='Phemas!'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-115849956224867921</id><published>2006-09-17T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T21:26:02.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG WAIT</title><content type='html'>OMG...&lt;br /&gt;LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna say that, the third post I made today has no connection of whatsoever to the first and second post I made today. (Especially the second post)&lt;br /&gt;No relevance at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like the second post I made today joins and connects with the third post,&lt;br /&gt;but it isn't.&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to end it at the second post but when I logged on to Ace-learning,&lt;br /&gt;his message made me so mad.&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so that's it for today I guess...&lt;br /&gt;Unless Something suddenly happens or what.&lt;br /&gt;So yea for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Missing you,&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Stacie Orrico&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait,&lt;br /&gt;Tesshire&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115849956224867921?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115849956224867921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115849956224867921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115849956224867921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115849956224867921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/09/omg-wait.html' title='OMG WAIT'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-115849919109841304</id><published>2006-09-17T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T21:19:51.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upset</title><content type='html'>Gosh I am so upset.&lt;br /&gt;What is Lloyd trying to tell us&lt;br /&gt;He is just making me jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Lloyd Lee Fu Xiang&lt;br /&gt;Date September 16, 2006, 05:10:26AM&lt;br /&gt;Subject Read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message Hey ppl i'm in america right now enjoying my life. Update me on the school's stuffs ok? I cant chat with yooou ppl cause i cant dwld msn just yet.(temp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn... I soooo jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message Hey ppl i'm in america right now &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enjoying my life&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Update me on the school's stuffs ok? I cant chat with yooou ppl cause i cant dwld msn just yet.(temp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so want to migrate.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;My face is so green now.&lt;br /&gt;And he purposely send this at&lt;br /&gt;Date September 16, 2006, &lt;strong&gt;05:10:26AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart of him.&lt;br /&gt;Well he got what he aimed.&lt;br /&gt;He make me jealous.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;Now see what he has done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am daydreaming that Im migrating.&lt;br /&gt;RAWR!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115849919109841304?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115849919109841304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115849919109841304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115849919109841304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115849919109841304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/09/upset.html' title='Upset'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-115849518583401929</id><published>2006-09-17T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T20:13:05.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait</title><content type='html'>How about I hate you because I love you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115849518583401929?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115849518583401929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115849518583401929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115849518583401929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115849518583401929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/09/wait.html' title='Wait'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-115849514464849011</id><published>2006-09-17T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T20:12:24.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoosh...</title><content type='html'>Weirded.&lt;br /&gt;Why is there a "I hate" at the end of my latest post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After coming to a conclusion,&lt;br /&gt;I think I was about to type&lt;br /&gt;I hate you but I love you, I can't stop thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;Its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you but I love you = I like you&lt;br /&gt;Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another weirded thing is that&lt;br /&gt;My habbo ex-boyfriend,&lt;br /&gt;someone I never met in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Forgotten all about me&lt;br /&gt;and that I was the one who dumped him after one week because&lt;br /&gt;when he showed me a pic of himself&lt;br /&gt;HE LOOKED SO FAT&lt;br /&gt;I immediately felt put off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, I showed everyone my blog add on msn.&lt;br /&gt;Later he come and read.&lt;br /&gt;I die die liao.&lt;br /&gt;Paiseh Paiseh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, I started to write notes for geo liao.&lt;br /&gt;Haven do my Science HW.&lt;br /&gt;Tesshire,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU CAN MUG AND BE THE FIRST FOR END OF YEAR!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;am I kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you but I hate you,&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop thinking of you,&lt;br /&gt;Now I know inside,&lt;br /&gt;There's such thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you but I hate you&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;No more self deluding&lt;br /&gt;No more No mooorreee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115849514464849011?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115849514464849011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115849514464849011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115849514464849011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115849514464849011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/09/whoosh.html' title='Whoosh...'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-115833084612524001</id><published>2006-09-15T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T22:34:06.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Report is back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/1600/img029.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/320/img029.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup its back.&lt;br /&gt;And Im so &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; happy with my results.&lt;br /&gt;Im so not suppose to get top ten.&lt;br /&gt;Darn...&lt;br /&gt;Gotta work harder.&lt;br /&gt;This exam just pulled me down from my position for the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;I aiming for first or second in class.&lt;br /&gt;But it seems like Sheena and Atika will take that position.&lt;br /&gt;Darn...&lt;br /&gt;How did Sylvester get FIRST?&lt;br /&gt;Hey no fair...&lt;br /&gt;But nvm,&lt;br /&gt;he end of year maybe get 5th or 4th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then erm my remarks is like so NO??&lt;br /&gt;Please la, if I got more "motivation" and "diligence" then my results won't be so much worst then the last 2 terms.&lt;br /&gt;And plus, diligence...&lt;br /&gt;I stopped doing my maths HW ever since WS 28 i think.&lt;br /&gt;but then I got do before exam but I never pass up.&lt;br /&gt;So what CRAP is that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;My wound is healing.&lt;br /&gt;WITH PINK SKIN UNDERNEATH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEeewwww... what a sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I roughly remembered Stacies More to life.&lt;br /&gt;After singing it over and over for the past one hour or so.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115833084612524001?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115833084612524001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115833084612524001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115833084612524001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115833084612524001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/09/report-is-back.html' title='Report is back.'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-115822606829161696</id><published>2006-09-14T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T17:27:48.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today still no report.</title><content type='html'>Sian...&lt;br /&gt;No report card yet.&lt;br /&gt;Sylvester did something with Techapon to traumatise me yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Dammn them.&lt;br /&gt;Especially the one with the corrupted mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;The day was pretty much ok...&lt;br /&gt;I took the lift a lot of times.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Better start studying.&lt;br /&gt;I spent too much time here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Affectionately,&lt;br /&gt;Tesshire&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115822606829161696?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115822606829161696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115822606829161696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115822606829161696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115822606829161696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Full name: Tesshire Chan Li-Ser&lt;br /&gt;2. Full name backwards: Res-il Nach Erihsset (Sounds so African)&lt;br /&gt;3. Meaning of the name: Nope. No meaning.&lt;br /&gt;4. Nickname: So sorry, I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;5. Screen name: Tesshire ☺™ © ★.★ Our scars remind us that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;6. D.O.B.: 29 Aug 1992&lt;br /&gt;7.Place of birth: In a room.&lt;br /&gt;8 Nationality: Singaporean&lt;br /&gt;9. Current location: On a chair.&lt;br /&gt;10. Star sign: Virgo&lt;br /&gt;11. Religion: Free-Thinker&lt;br /&gt;12. Shoe size: 6&lt;br /&gt;13. Hair colour: Black.&lt;br /&gt;14. Eye colour: Black Brown. I want blue.&lt;br /&gt;15. Who do you think you look like: The air.&lt;br /&gt;16. Innie or outtie: Outtie and Innie&lt;br /&gt;17. Lefty or righty: Righty&lt;br /&gt;18. Gay, straight, bi or others: I am feeling gay, straight minded, likes puppy bitches and others.&lt;br /&gt;19. Best friends: Kar, Darilyn, Naomi and Laura&lt;br /&gt;20. Best friends you trust most: Trust with my secrets or Trust with responsibilities?&lt;br /&gt;21. Favourite pals: Kartika, En Ni, Eunice&lt;br /&gt;22. Best friends of opposite sex: Primary 1-2 - Chong Kiat&lt;br /&gt;23. Best buddies: They ask the same questions to make me feel bo liao.&lt;br /&gt;24. Boyfriend or girlfriend: My handphone.&lt;br /&gt;25. Crush: Crush what??&lt;br /&gt;6. Parents: ah-pa-de and ah-ma-de&lt;br /&gt;27. Worst enemy: In my life so far is HER in Primary School.&lt;br /&gt;28. Favourite online guy: Guys who wants to chat&lt;br /&gt;29. Favourite online girl: Myself.&lt;br /&gt;30. Craziest friend: Myself.&lt;br /&gt;31. Advise friend: The people I go to and ask HOW?&lt;br /&gt;32. Loudest friend: Myself.&lt;br /&gt;33. Person you cry with: My sis.&lt;br /&gt;34. Any sister: Yes. My favouridous person in the world whom I love to the core of the world.&lt;br /&gt;35. Any brother: Yes. Psycho Idiot who talks to himself.&lt;br /&gt;36. Any pets: Fish and hamster and both are not mine.&lt;br /&gt;37. Any disease: Got. Myself.&lt;br /&gt;38. Pager: I am living in what century?&lt;br /&gt;39. Personal phone line: Yea. 98911867.&lt;br /&gt;40. Phone: D'OH.&lt;br /&gt;41. Lava lamp: Nope. I want one.&lt;br /&gt;42. Pool or hot tub: HOT TUB!!&lt;br /&gt;43. A car: Yes. A car called Cut the Car.&lt;br /&gt;44. Your personality: Crazy and lame&lt;br /&gt;45. Driving: Daytona Go Kart in Escape.&lt;br /&gt;46. Room: Yea. My bathroom is nice.&lt;br /&gt;47. WhatÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢s missing? : What is what missing?&lt;br /&gt;48. School: Its yellow.&lt;br /&gt;49. Bed: It is located in my room.&lt;br /&gt;50.Relationship with parents: Great at times.&lt;br /&gt;51. Believe in yourself: I believe that I am eating a biscuit now.&lt;br /&gt;52. Believe in love at first sight: Hello... No.&lt;br /&gt;53. Good listener: And your definition of good is?&lt;br /&gt;54. Get along well with parents: Look! There they go again. The same questions. WTH.&lt;br /&gt;55. Save email conversations: Email or MSN?&lt;br /&gt;56. Pray: Pray for the good stuff. Lol I'm so sorry god whom I am praying to cause I am Q11.&lt;br /&gt;57. Believe in reincarnation: No, not really. Must see for myself.&lt;br /&gt;58. Make fun of people: Not in public. I dun wan anyone to feel misunderstood.&lt;br /&gt;59. Like to talk on the phone: With myself.&lt;br /&gt;60. Want to get married: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;61. Like to drive: Yea and the brand of my car is Daytona with no doors, just a scrn, a seat and a stering wheel.&lt;br /&gt;62. Motion sickness: Totally.&lt;br /&gt;63. Eat stem of broccoli: Try to avoid but dun mind.&lt;br /&gt;64. Eat chicken with fork: No. Unless I want my hands to stay clean or if they are dirty.&lt;br /&gt;65. Dream in colour: Yes. Weird there is a question like that.&lt;br /&gt;66. Type with your fingers in home role: I type with my elbow. =..=&lt;br /&gt;67. Sleep with stuffed animals: Gosh you wun wanna know what they go through at night.&lt;br /&gt;68. Next to you: Air&lt;br /&gt;69. On the walls of your room: My room is pink. Im not in my room.&lt;br /&gt;70. On your mouse pad: My mouse.&lt;br /&gt;71. Dream car: Red Sports car.&lt;br /&gt;72. Dream date: 29 Aug 1992. The day I started to dream.&lt;br /&gt;73. Dream honeymoon spot: Vienice.&lt;br /&gt;74. Dream husband and wife: How can naomi find this exciting??!!?&lt;br /&gt;75. Bedtime: 11&lt;br /&gt;76. Under your bed: Floor.&lt;br /&gt;77. Single most important question: Do you love me? JK. Why?&lt;br /&gt;78. Bad time of the day: 5.45a.m.&lt;br /&gt;79. Worst fear: Darkness and being alone.&lt;br /&gt;80. The weather is: Was drizzling.&lt;br /&gt;81. Time: 5.05p.m.&lt;br /&gt;82. A losted question. My sis and bro are watching ScaryMovie4 and there is this boy's voice going SaShi MEEEEEE....... And their voice is so gay.&lt;br /&gt;83.Best trick did on someone: Every Trick except those that failed.&lt;br /&gt;84. Theme song: I change it everytime.&lt;br /&gt;85. Hardest thing about growing up: Not knowing your Future.&lt;br /&gt;86. Funniest experience: Evertime Im with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;87. Scariest experience: When I was alone in the dark after watching a ghost movie.&lt;br /&gt;88. Silliest thing youÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢ve ever said: It was so silly and I felt so stupid that I made mysself forget it.&lt;br /&gt;89. Most desperate and funniest thing you have done to an opposite sex: Something at the party in June.&lt;br /&gt;90. Scariest thing when you are with your friends: Whats on their mind.&lt;br /&gt;91. Worst feeling: Being misundertood and feeling misunderstood because of my best friend. *ahem* hints hints.&lt;br /&gt;92. Best feeling in the world: When being admired. Aiya everytime when Im super duper happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. AND NOW THE SABOTAGING BEGINS! CHOOSE EIGHT PEOPLE TO DO THE QUIZ:&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. This is lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged By Darilyn and Naomi to do this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;All answers are 100%original.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115822558051234650?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115822558051234650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115822558051234650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115822558051234650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115822558051234650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/09/quiz.html' title='Quiz'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-115771864565248428</id><published>2006-09-08T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T20:30:45.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gawsh!</title><content type='html'>Ok...&lt;br /&gt;MY WOUND IS PUS INVADED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeewwwww...&lt;br /&gt;For your sake, I won't post the picture of it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be blamed for spoiling your keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;When you vomit, I meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so into &lt;strong&gt;RED&lt;/strong&gt; this Season.&lt;br /&gt;Woooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...&lt;br /&gt;I have not done a single piece of work/assesment/homeowork today.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling Damn guilty.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come evrytime you come around my London Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;London London London!&lt;br /&gt;C'mon sing along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALA&lt;br /&gt;LALAAAA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;Sian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAURA!&lt;br /&gt;My gosh!&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;It was all a dream...&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG!&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of dreams...&lt;br /&gt;I remember I once dreamt Wei Jian asked Naomi to be his Girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm...&lt;br /&gt;I should be going back to Tao Nan for the Myopia thing.&lt;br /&gt;I hope of all the what.. 7? dates there,&lt;br /&gt;I hope I picked one that Chong Kiat would be going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I rmb walking back to class with him after one of the Myopia screenings last time.&lt;br /&gt;Then I was what time is it?&lt;br /&gt;Then he was like I can't see!&lt;br /&gt;And then both of us tried to squint at his watch while walking back to class.&lt;br /&gt;Erm coz the eyedrop they gave &lt;s&gt;us&lt;/s&gt; everyone who went,&lt;br /&gt;made you far sighted.&lt;br /&gt;Which means you can't see things that are near.&lt;br /&gt;Which are VERY BLURR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I really missed being good friends with him.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never forget he took advantage of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ah-hem*&lt;br /&gt;By asking me to buy the 50 cents bread to feed the crows.&lt;br /&gt;I think I bought 3 bread and me and him were feeding crows together.&lt;br /&gt;Haha and he din contribute a single cent and he kept asking me to buy the bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm ever since Pri4 I stopped talking much to him.&lt;br /&gt;WHy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115771864565248428?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115771864565248428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115771864565248428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115771864565248428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115771864565248428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/09/gawsh.html' title='Gawsh!'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-115736819632890382</id><published>2006-09-04T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T21:32:25.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach</title><content type='html'>Ok.&lt;br /&gt;So hurt I am.&lt;br /&gt;External pain.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING!&lt;br /&gt;If you vomit at disgusting stuff or is pregnant, it is advised to scroll down for seconds or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/1600/P9040001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/320/P9040001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol err I'll upload more gruesome pics another time.&lt;br /&gt;Really lazy to grab the cam and put in the XD card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Ow....&lt;br /&gt;;{&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain pain pain.&lt;br /&gt;My elbow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to the beach yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:Waiting for Darilyn to respond to me on msn for the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NvM.&lt;br /&gt;I shall just carry on first.&lt;br /&gt;So, dar and kar came to my House at around 2.&lt;br /&gt;Then we played Pictionary.&lt;br /&gt;Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we pumped the bikes and set off.&lt;br /&gt;I told them it would be far...&lt;br /&gt;but they did'nt realised we would be going to Changi Beach.&lt;br /&gt;Haha so anyway,&lt;br /&gt;How could Darilyn lag behind so far away from Kar and I?&lt;br /&gt;I mean Kartika, riding the slower and more uncomfortable bike could ride so much faster than Dar.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm Darilyn you need more exercise to build up your stamina.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;Haha they were like complaining why so far.&lt;br /&gt;And they were like so tired.&lt;br /&gt;=p&lt;br /&gt;But I find it ok la.&lt;br /&gt;I love riding bikes.&lt;br /&gt;ESpecially MY BIKE!&lt;br /&gt;I love my bike ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hate Mountain Bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we rode and rode and finally came to our destination!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm its a really deserted place, I mean like there is rarely anybody there.&lt;br /&gt;And its such a &lt;strong&gt;windy + beautiful place&lt;/strong&gt;... Although a bit corroded by litter.&lt;br /&gt;And it is a Sunday and a school holiday.&lt;br /&gt;There were only like 2 families there.&lt;br /&gt;I wun tell you where.&lt;br /&gt;Or else it wun be a nice place anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Yea...&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot of crabs living there.&lt;br /&gt;So are the coconut trees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/1600/DSCN0423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/320/DSCN0423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And luckily for her and Darilyn, coconut lovers,&lt;br /&gt;There was this family who were collecting coconuts.&lt;br /&gt;So, Kar and Dar asked if they could borrow their stick to try to hit the coconut.&lt;br /&gt;And the me who feels that coconut is erm not to my liking,&lt;br /&gt;watched them and ate ruffles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, they were so un-professional that they erm&lt;br /&gt;did'nt hit down any?&lt;br /&gt;Im not so sure but in the end the uncle helped them&lt;br /&gt;and gave them 2 coconuts and 2 coconut shells for them to eat the flesh.&lt;br /&gt;Haha...&lt;br /&gt;I  miss the times I have woundless legs and arm.&lt;br /&gt;Pain pain still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;{&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So actually we were having a picnic there.&lt;br /&gt;Darilyn brought Sausages and Hashbrowns.&lt;br /&gt;I brought a pizza.&lt;br /&gt;Kar brought potato Chips (Ruffles).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha then Kar went to catch water snails and look for crabs...&lt;br /&gt;But there were'nt any!&lt;br /&gt;Weird...&lt;br /&gt;I guess there were too many ppl.&lt;br /&gt;Considering the other times I go, there were only like me and my accomplice.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe a fisherman or what.&lt;br /&gt;And then, the crabs would be sunning on the rocks.&lt;br /&gt;At least 30...&lt;br /&gt;Thats around the most I seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, if lets say we never play pictionary,&lt;br /&gt;maybe I would be hit down by a car.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I would'nt be hurt at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or if I drank my drink 5 seconds faster,&lt;br /&gt;I might also come back home safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when its like that.&lt;br /&gt;I could have avoided this fall very easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then after that, we packed up and went back.&lt;br /&gt;Then we ride ride ride and stopped to have a drink.&lt;br /&gt;Then Darilyn was the first to finish her drink,&lt;br /&gt;and since she was always slow,&lt;br /&gt;she went first.&lt;br /&gt;Then Kartika and me went after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I went down this slope,&lt;br /&gt;And then I had to turn...&lt;br /&gt;But I was going fast and there was this woman who was rollerblading.&lt;br /&gt;And you know, if you turn,&lt;br /&gt;and you turn inner to the curve,&lt;br /&gt;it would be a sharp turn.&lt;br /&gt;Because that woman was at the outer of the curve,&lt;br /&gt;I had to do the inner curve and my bike just fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this numb feeling...&lt;br /&gt;When I sat up, I was on a chair.&lt;br /&gt;I realised I FAINTED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just joking!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Ok anyway when i sat up, I was facing the other direction which meant,&lt;br /&gt;I tumbled and slide.&lt;br /&gt;And then so many ppl saw...&lt;br /&gt;And no one came to help.&lt;br /&gt;NO ONE.&lt;br /&gt;Then Kar came up coz she was behind me.&lt;br /&gt;And then my knees like started to bleed...&lt;br /&gt;And then it was REALLY PAINFUL.&lt;br /&gt;Until I cried.&lt;br /&gt;Partly also was because I was scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT it was FREAKING painful...&lt;br /&gt;=::{&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I called Darilyn to ride back.&lt;br /&gt;While i sat on the floor and wept.&lt;br /&gt;Then Kar brought me to a nearby chair and I waited for her to go back to the vendor.&lt;br /&gt;To get mineral water.&lt;br /&gt;BUT NO MORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, we rode back with my abrasions.&lt;br /&gt;And it did'nt really hurt coz I my mind was blank.&lt;br /&gt;I only know tat I have to ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back and Kar helped me tend to my wounds and boy it STANG like hell.&lt;br /&gt;I have to sit and bathe too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, after that Kar helped me put her medicine...&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what was that but IT BURNT.&lt;br /&gt;It hurt so badly I was gripping Kar's arm and squashing it and going ah ah ah eeee ahh.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt; And the worst thing is that I cannot sleep in my fav position...&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;So anyway today we went to the doctor and they helpme to dress my wound.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I walk with a limp.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I understand how Matthias feels.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts like hell even when Im not moving.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it does'nt scar me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;{&lt;br /&gt;I dun wan an ugly scar!!&lt;br /&gt;NOoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS shall upload the pics another time...&lt;br /&gt;Dar is probably playing a full scrn game or having her dinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115736819632890382?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115736819632890382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115736819632890382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115736819632890382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115736819632890382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/09/beach.html' title='Beach'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-115712194045051120</id><published>2006-09-01T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T23:02:20.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My birthday, Teacher's Day and TM</title><content type='html'>So... Ok... Whats today's date?&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, first of all, I would like to wish all teachers including my parents a Happy Teachers Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;And erm ok.&lt;br /&gt;So on my Birthday, we went to sp. Singapore poly.&lt;br /&gt;Ppl who owe me presents are&lt;br /&gt;En Ni, Eunice, Liza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Naomi&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darilyn&lt;br /&gt;Germaine (but I dunno if she will give me. She said she will... but)&lt;br /&gt;Altogether my Birhday Money was $200.&lt;br /&gt;$100 from my dad,&lt;br /&gt;$20 from my grandma,&lt;br /&gt;$80 from my uncles and aunties and grandparents on my dad's side.&lt;br /&gt;So Im richer.&lt;br /&gt;But I dun feel happier.&lt;br /&gt;Just more relaxed on spending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much a big deal on my Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the people who wished me Happy Birthday were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st - Darilyn - A zillion times&lt;br /&gt;2nd - Kar&lt;br /&gt;3rd - Emma and Amanda&lt;br /&gt;4th - Atikah - twice&lt;br /&gt;5th - Naomi&lt;br /&gt;6th - Laura - A zillion times too&lt;br /&gt;7th - Melissa ( I think)&lt;br /&gt;8th - Gordon offered to treat me to wanton mee.&lt;br /&gt;9th - Sylvester - Thrice and because of him cause he shout happy birthday tesshire,&lt;br /&gt;the list is so long...&lt;br /&gt;that I lazy to type and summarized -&lt;br /&gt;almost all of the girls wished me happy birthday in 2B.&lt;br /&gt;While I was running up the stairs cutting through the class to get to Kar who was infront of the line while I was at the back.&lt;br /&gt;And they were like happy bday happy bday&lt;br /&gt;and I was like thank you thank you thanks thank u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's Teacher's Day.&lt;br /&gt;Haha the concert make my butt hurt like sia.&lt;br /&gt;Coz must sit for 2 whole hours.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I like watching Neville and Chermin.&lt;br /&gt;Coz Chermin's gay voice makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;And then Neville and Chermin are witty.&lt;br /&gt;Btw they were sitting infront of me.&lt;br /&gt;And erm... the funniest part was still when Chermin went Owwwwww with his usual gay voice.&lt;br /&gt;And then Neville practically DrOOLed coz he was grinning.&lt;br /&gt;They are funny.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time I was watching them disturb eachother and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;They were trying to tickle eachother by putting their elbow on eachother's thigh.&lt;br /&gt;And Neville is alwasy the one winning all the tricks they played.&lt;br /&gt;Like suddenly LICKING Chermin's hand!!&lt;br /&gt;EEwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I did'nt go back to Tao Nan.&lt;br /&gt;Did'nt feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;1. It was raining.&lt;br /&gt;2. Other schools got half day so my ex-classmates maybe go home liao.&lt;br /&gt;3. I was'nt so confident of how I looked like in my uniform.&lt;br /&gt;4. I was't really close to any teachers.&lt;br /&gt;5. I got very few close ex-classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And erm today went to TM with Naomi.&lt;br /&gt;Haha the arcade was fun, but tiring.&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY THE JURRASIC PARK.&lt;br /&gt;After that out arms were practically quivering with fatique.&lt;br /&gt;At least I knew mine was.&lt;br /&gt;And bought bargain buys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A top at Baleno - &lt;s&gt;$23&lt;/s&gt; $11.50&lt;br /&gt;A top at Samuel and Kevin - &lt;s&gt;$22&lt;/s&gt; $9&lt;br /&gt;Samuel and Kevin having &lt;strong&gt;CRAZY SALE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I mean like a pants at $55 drop to $15...&lt;br /&gt;But it was a bit too big and baggy for me.&lt;br /&gt;BOO HOO I wanted that pants!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love the present Amanda and Emma bought for me.&lt;br /&gt;How did they know I wanted Love Hina Volume 14?&lt;br /&gt;And Thank you Naomi for you 9.50 present.&lt;br /&gt;You paid for my top. I paid $2.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm my presnt is still $6.50 more ex then yours.&lt;br /&gt;Haha but I heck.&lt;br /&gt;You loved it anyway. My present to you I meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Im going on a diet of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercising every morning doing stretching and sit-ups.&lt;br /&gt;Not eating snacks.&lt;br /&gt;Exercising at every opportunity.&lt;br /&gt; If I can keep this up for one month,&lt;br /&gt;before I go back to Tao Nan for lantern festival,&lt;br /&gt;I think I can lose 3-4kg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian.&lt;br /&gt;How can you like 2 people at one time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115712194045051120?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115712194045051120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115712194045051120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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PARK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;But I already expected.&lt;br /&gt;That sulf will come.&lt;br /&gt;Btw sulf is not a who.&lt;br /&gt;And alot of sulfs are coming.&lt;br /&gt;Then like that...&lt;br /&gt;Cannot sit a lot of the water ride.&lt;br /&gt;BUT...&lt;br /&gt;Still can go Haunted HOUSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today got Chi Oral.&lt;br /&gt;I was so nervous at first, I anyhow read the words I actually knew how to read.&lt;br /&gt;And ten I got the words wrong and make me more nervous.&lt;br /&gt;I got a lot of err's.&lt;br /&gt;Every start of the sentence.&lt;br /&gt;For the conver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got back my Lit.&lt;br /&gt;Sob sob.&lt;br /&gt;18/25&lt;br /&gt;and Jill got 24/25...&lt;br /&gt;Syl got 22/25...&lt;br /&gt;Wth and he beat me for Eng with a 30/40.&lt;br /&gt;He practically got all A1's.&lt;br /&gt;Its supposed to be like my grades while Im getting an AveRAGE.&lt;br /&gt;This CA is so gonna pull down my grades.&lt;br /&gt;I hate this!!&lt;br /&gt;So disppointed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;So very guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyway after the oral,&lt;br /&gt;We went to Art for the photoshoot for Art Club's year book.&lt;br /&gt;And then, most of the Art clubs members were boys who did'nt tturn up for many of the CCA days.&lt;br /&gt;Which made Mrs Jonoh vry vry pissed and scolded them like hell.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had to pose for the photo.&lt;br /&gt;And then I felt like a model of some sort.&lt;br /&gt;So weird.&lt;br /&gt;Very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW why why why must the outing to Singapore Poly be on my Bdae??&lt;br /&gt;29 Auggggg/.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115650977487225697?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-115640992996172334</id><published>2006-08-24T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T16:58:49.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitty Kitty</title><content type='html'>Just now after school went to find that kitty.&lt;br /&gt;Which apparently has disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kar and I found it at the bus stop near Chai Chee secondary yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Its eyes were injured but it was a pretty cat.&lt;br /&gt;A siemese probably.&lt;br /&gt;Its my fav kind of cat.&lt;br /&gt;Coz of its eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Its blue.&lt;br /&gt;So Kar brought a box today.&lt;br /&gt;Then in the morning, there were quite a number of ppl at that bus stop...&lt;br /&gt;Then if we just take it,&lt;br /&gt;they would stare.&lt;br /&gt;Malu right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we decided to take it after school.&lt;br /&gt;The whole day Kar was really excited.&lt;br /&gt;And anyway I got back my science.&lt;br /&gt;42/55.&lt;br /&gt;You know I &lt;strong&gt;suck&lt;/strong&gt; in my chem.&lt;br /&gt;But, plus my SPA, I kinda got top few for 2B...&lt;br /&gt;But thats not good enough for me&lt;br /&gt;Im so used to getting good marks.&lt;br /&gt;This CA, I really did sucked.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone must be thinking im crazy.&lt;br /&gt;But Im not happy.&lt;br /&gt;I just feel that I did badly for all my subjects.&lt;br /&gt;Even though its a teeny weeny bit above average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eng - 27/40 ( THIS IS SO &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UCK. &lt;/strong&gt;I am so de-grading. How can I get so low... ]: )&lt;br /&gt;Geo - 22/25 ( I dunno the overall )&lt;br /&gt;Chi - 35/50 ( This is also something good, but I just not happy la)&lt;br /&gt;Maths - 24/40 ( I &lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt; Maths)&lt;br /&gt;Science - 42/55 ( Its che-&lt;strong&gt;mis&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;try&lt;/strong&gt; The miss try. Ok. Im lame. I suck in it too but magically my overall was quite nice. 76.9 but its not confirmed yet coz Ms Sim stil adding another class test.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... Look at them.&lt;br /&gt;How can I be happy abt it.&lt;br /&gt;Compare my last term results.&lt;br /&gt;And the term before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway so after school, we went to find the kitty kitty but it was gone.&lt;br /&gt;Sad sad case...&lt;br /&gt;Oh well&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115640992996172334?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115640992996172334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115640992996172334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115640992996172334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115640992996172334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/08/kitty-kitty.html' title='Kitty Kitty'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-115616922958048297</id><published>2006-08-21T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T22:07:09.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eng/Geo results</title><content type='html'>This is the story of a girl who felt that she did really badly in her English.&lt;br /&gt;All the people she expected to beat, beat her.&lt;br /&gt;She was soo disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;How can she do so badly?&lt;br /&gt;It was such a disgrace.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone expected her to do well.&lt;br /&gt;She was so sad so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...&lt;br /&gt;Got back my Eng and my Geo.&lt;br /&gt;Eng - 27/40&lt;br /&gt;Geo - 22/25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my &lt;strong&gt;HISTORY &lt;/strong&gt;results!&lt;br /&gt;Im sure I can get at least 19.&lt;br /&gt;I sure I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tesshire, your crush is the Class Clown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously forks. Only a guy with a great sense of humor stands a chance of making it as your fun-loving sweetie. Going back-to-school doesn't have to be a bland and boring time. With a funny and cute guy to crush on, things will definitely put a smile on your face.Even when attending mandatory student assemblies and classes that last for days, you're a girl with an active mind and funny bone. Thankfully, your new crush should liven up even the dullest of moments. Maybe he's cracking jokes in History class, writing witty pieces for the newspaper, or hamming it up in the lunchroom. Wherever you find him, you'll be in for an entertaining school year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Some.&lt;br /&gt;But still got others who are'nt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tesshire, in your Cinderella story, you'd get to Topple Your Evil Stepsisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're battling evil stepsisters, arguing against an unfair grade, or trying to put a bully in their place, one thing's for sure — you fight for the underdog. Let's face it: The world's not always fair. But you, more than others, know you can help make a difference.So whether you're leading a rally cry, starting a new club, or just welcoming the new girl in school before the mean kids get a chance, you've got a strong sense of what's right and wrong and are armed with the smarts to fight for justice. So roll up your sleeves, Cinderella. You might not always feel like people notice your efforts, but deep down everyone knows you're the real belle of the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun really get it. =&lt;br /&gt;Tesshire, on a scale of 1-100, your attraction factor is 52!&lt;br /&gt;Ok... thats low... XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115616922958048297?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115616922958048297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115616922958048297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115616922958048297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115616922958048297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/08/enggeo-results.html' title='Eng/Geo results'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-115590624212560265</id><published>2006-08-18T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T21:39:41.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Over!</title><content type='html'>Ole Ole Ole Ole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the sad sad story is that my maths is going to fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Backttrack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon-Wed= Quite Ok...&lt;br /&gt;Thur =&lt;br /&gt;Maths Killer.&lt;br /&gt;Shopping Spree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe I can shop so much in Parkway.&lt;br /&gt;I mean like its not really a place that I can shop so much.&lt;br /&gt;But I did and spent abt $50 there.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Something I cannot belive.&lt;br /&gt;But I did, but I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to arcade and played...&lt;br /&gt;Then played the 3-puck hockey game with Naomi&lt;br /&gt;and then she won the 1st round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT the second round was UNFAIR!&lt;br /&gt;Halfwae through the game, I was winning.&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly out of nowhere,&lt;br /&gt;this irritating 4,5 year old boy just came and butt in!&lt;br /&gt;He made me lose...&lt;br /&gt;Coz,&lt;br /&gt;there were 3 pucks on the table...&lt;br /&gt;and one of them stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he itchy hand go and move it to Naomi.&lt;br /&gt;Then all the rest of the Pucks that naomi hit to me he push it back to her.&lt;br /&gt;PUSH.&lt;br /&gt;Not hit.&lt;br /&gt;So, by the time the puck reached Naomi,&lt;br /&gt;It had slowed down and was easier for Naomi to hit.&lt;br /&gt;And, because his itchy hand was there,&lt;br /&gt;I canot hit the puck in case I hit his hand!&lt;br /&gt;And all the time i was screaming&lt;br /&gt;DUN TOUCH! DUN TOUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit that guy..&lt;br /&gt;And he also harrased Emma...&lt;br /&gt;While Kar and Emma were playing Jurrassic Park,&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to snatch the gun from Emma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And erm the worst part about little kids is...&lt;br /&gt;they PEE with no control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was another guy, 3 yr old i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... Me and Naomi were going out of Isetan.&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this Mother and her child suddenly rushing out.&lt;br /&gt;So she had to push me and Naomi&lt;br /&gt;coz her boy was going stomache pain.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I stopped awhile to look at the Gashapons.&lt;br /&gt;And i walked a bit of a distance to look at the other Gashapons.&lt;br /&gt;And I realised that my slippers were wet.&lt;br /&gt;Then I said...&lt;br /&gt;Eh how come my slipper got water?&lt;br /&gt;And naomi was like,&lt;br /&gt;Yea mine also ...&lt;br /&gt;And while she was talking,&lt;br /&gt;I turned back and saw the boy peeing at the entrance of Isetan.&lt;br /&gt;So the water you think is what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I bought 3 clothings.&lt;br /&gt;2 short short shirt,&lt;br /&gt;and a long long white top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm OH YEA.&lt;br /&gt;My Chinese passed with flying colours.&lt;br /&gt;HAH Darilyn my FlyiNg ColOurs even its still orange still more colourful than you.&lt;br /&gt;Lol ok im boasting.&lt;br /&gt;I GOT 35/50.&lt;br /&gt;HEEEEE HEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... Im kinda bored.&lt;br /&gt;Played a lot of Yahoo games just now.&lt;br /&gt;So damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;Wait...&lt;br /&gt;I shall do Darilyn's quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules : Express your love in SEVEN's and get others to know more about you. Copy and paste the following into your blog and complete all seven bullets of the SEVEN question. Then pick SEVEN people to pass it on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things that make you smile:&lt;br /&gt;1. Comedies&lt;br /&gt;2. Friends&lt;br /&gt;3. Presents ( Really what I want )&lt;br /&gt;4. Guys who humiliate themselves&lt;br /&gt;5. Fooling someone&lt;br /&gt;6. A BIG Feast&lt;br /&gt;7. Photographs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven ways to win my heart:&lt;br /&gt;1. Don't bring me to the zoo/Birdpark/Night Safari&lt;br /&gt;2. Must make me smile/laugh&lt;br /&gt;3. Communicate well with me&lt;br /&gt;4. Pay attention to me&lt;br /&gt;5. Say how good I am to all your friends&lt;br /&gt;6. Must never sweet talk me/ Be Mushy&lt;br /&gt;7. Dun mind my flaws&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things i believe in:&lt;br /&gt;1. Heaven&lt;br /&gt;2. Angels&lt;br /&gt;3. Miracles&lt;br /&gt;4. Karma&lt;br /&gt;5. Loyalty&lt;br /&gt;6. Independence&lt;br /&gt;7. Laughing everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things i'm afraid:&lt;br /&gt;1. The Dark&lt;br /&gt;2. Being alone&lt;br /&gt;3. Being hurt&lt;br /&gt;4. Perverts&lt;br /&gt;5. Misunderstandings&lt;br /&gt;6. Insects&lt;br /&gt;7. For my hopes to never come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things that i must do everyday:&lt;br /&gt;1. Brush Teeth&lt;br /&gt;2. Breathe&lt;br /&gt;3. Laugh&lt;br /&gt;4. Move&lt;br /&gt;5. Blink&lt;br /&gt;6. Sleep&lt;br /&gt;7. Think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven people i wanna see now:&lt;br /&gt;1. Naomi&lt;br /&gt;2. Darilyn&lt;br /&gt;3. Laura&lt;br /&gt;4. Chong Kiat (ex-classmate/bestfriend)&lt;br /&gt;5. Kartika&lt;br /&gt;6. En Ni&lt;br /&gt;7. Myself with nice teeth and nice hair and nice body XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven people i choose to tag this:&lt;br /&gt;1. Naomi&lt;br /&gt;2. ***&lt;br /&gt;3.***&lt;br /&gt;4.***&lt;br /&gt;5.***&lt;br /&gt;6.***&lt;br /&gt;7.***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha, now its time to bathe...&lt;br /&gt;Hmm wait, I do a tickle quiz 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whats your type? (of man)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your type is the Goofball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughter is the way to your heart. A guy with a great sense of humor isdefinitely the one for you! You want a Goofball, someone who can laugh athimself and make you laugh, too. There's no bigger turn-off than a guy whotakes himself too seriously. You know that if a guy is silly, he's generallyself-confident and secure. Your man is a people magnet and everyone'sfavorite friend. There's never a dull moment with your jokester nearby. You crave excitement and laughter, and your goofball enhances those things inyour life. You probably think life is too short to spend it without asmile. Your goofy guy will ensure that that doesn't happen — hislighthearted and silly ways make everything a little bit brighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I dun get it when they ask Does your man ....&lt;br /&gt;My man??&lt;br /&gt;Which is my bf or my ideal man.&lt;br /&gt;Any oh how thats the guy i would like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL so fun leh... I do one more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tesshire, you're a Sympathetic Sidekick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one ever accused you of not having a soft side. And that's why friends flock to your sympathetic ear and well-thought-out advice. You are tuned in to the world around you, and you are always looking for ways to bring people together and enjoy each other's company. While some people might have one or two close friends, you like to spread your wings and socialize with any number of people. You are open-hearted and free-spirited, making it easy for you to find common ground with anyone you meet. Keep up the good work — everyone could use a friend like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is crap... :\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115590624212560265?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115590624212560265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115590624212560265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115590624212560265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115590624212560265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/08/exam-over.html' title='Exam Over!'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-115546026436535192</id><published>2006-08-13T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T17:11:04.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Stategy WorkShop</title><content type='html'>OK... I am seriously crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I've been typing intros to this post and backspacing it.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever...&lt;br /&gt;Since I can't find one intro that seems the best, I shall start with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO DO the work it work it!&lt;br /&gt;Hehe Yesterday went to the workshop...&lt;br /&gt;Mummy ah, you very smart hor, I all forget liao...&lt;br /&gt;YOU AH?? BE DOCTOR AH? ALL YOUR PATIENTS SURE DIE ONE.&lt;br /&gt;$1280 FOR An Exam Stategy Workshop??!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...&lt;br /&gt;YUp I went to the Introduction Exam stategy Workshop NOT the Exam Stategy WS... The Introduction To Examm Stategy Workshop is free, yesterday with Naomi.&lt;br /&gt;And the lecturer was really funny until Naomi humiliate herself with a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SNORT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; And the thing is, the room was really quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she was controling her laughter because the lecturer talked really really fast.&lt;br /&gt;And I mean fast.&lt;br /&gt;Like a machine gun.&lt;br /&gt;Worst than all the teachers in BDS.&lt;br /&gt;So Anyway, Naomi was controling pretty well when the lecturer said some words even faster.&lt;br /&gt;Then she snorted.&lt;br /&gt;Like a pig.&lt;br /&gt;And made me laugh like hella i'll tellu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... as much as I can rmb,&lt;br /&gt;These are some of the exam-strategy tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to music while studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT THE RADIO&lt;br /&gt;NOT SONGS WITH WORDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to classical music or smth.&lt;br /&gt;And choose a certain song for a certain subject.&lt;br /&gt;Lets say I choose ...&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;I forgotten a lot of classical songs names.&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. nvm&lt;br /&gt;Lets say I choose &lt;&lt;tessymphony&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then while studying Science, I keep replaying that song.&lt;br /&gt;So, b4 you go to school for your Science Exam, you play that song.&lt;br /&gt;You will  rmb your facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW CLASSICAL MUSIC HAS THE SAME WAVELENGTH AS OUR BRAIN&lt;br /&gt;SO INFORMATION GOES IN VERY EASY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And erm the rest are pretty much rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;Like memorising 30 words in 2 mins.&lt;br /&gt;Its pretty easy.&lt;br /&gt;I could without the method of his.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wellies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;need to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I composed a rubbish song.&lt;br /&gt;Its pretty weird.&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna edit the first verse after the exams&lt;br /&gt;and put in more verses.&lt;br /&gt;Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unwanted little Princess&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying on her bed&lt;br /&gt;Thinking bout the times&lt;br /&gt;Life seemed so wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Choking on Illusions&lt;br /&gt;Suffocating herself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then&lt;br /&gt;All she wanted&lt;br /&gt;All she had&lt;br /&gt;All she needed&lt;br /&gt;No one cares&lt;br /&gt;Why is the world so dark&lt;br /&gt;Unwanted Little Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All alone&lt;br /&gt;In the darkness&lt;br /&gt;Its her private zone&lt;br /&gt;A lifelong curse&lt;br /&gt;She cries at night&lt;br /&gt;Out of sight&lt;br /&gt;Her life's a mess&lt;br /&gt;Unwanted little Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol... Its crAppy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115546026436535192?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115546026436535192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115546026436535192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115546026436535192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115546026436535192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/08/exam-stategy-workshop.html' title='Exam Stategy WorkShop'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-115527979924754963</id><published>2006-08-11T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T15:03:19.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>English and Geo Examintaion</title><content type='html'>Woah Seh.&lt;br /&gt;Finally done with Geo but...&lt;br /&gt;I studied so hard for so basic questions??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walau&lt;br /&gt;Sumore I study the details.&lt;br /&gt;If I know I dun waste time liao.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway English was quite ok...&lt;br /&gt;Haha who am I kidding.&lt;br /&gt;I was like daydreaming for the first 15 mins or so and only did 3 questions.&lt;br /&gt;Then its like i look at the time and was like...&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly I got a shock&lt;br /&gt;OMG 15mins pass.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, daydreamer addict.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try  la...&lt;br /&gt;To do well.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... My Birthday is coming up.&lt;br /&gt;WEEEEEEEE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dad just bought&lt;br /&gt;- New com, and the scrn is 19 inch or so, big&lt;br /&gt;- New Printer&lt;br /&gt;- New DigiCam&lt;br /&gt;- Zen Neeon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115527979924754963?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115527979924754963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115527979924754963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115527979924754963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115527979924754963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/08/english-and-geo-examintaion.html' title='English and Geo Examintaion'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-115470369004906240</id><published>2006-08-04T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T23:01:30.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously Crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OK... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So I changed my blog name to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SERIOUSLY CRAZY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERR if you are really too dumb to know why...&lt;br /&gt;It is because I am SERIOUSLY CRAZY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously... some people...&lt;br /&gt;Too dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Anyway a few days ago or should I say exactly one week ago,&lt;br /&gt;I went to PP with Kartika.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I did'nt post this.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya... lazy what.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go PP, first go Burger King.&lt;br /&gt;Then go MPH.&lt;br /&gt;Then go Toilet.&lt;br /&gt;Then go Value.&lt;br /&gt;To buy tissue.&lt;br /&gt;AND Realised I dun have my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;*Frantic Frantic*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets count my wallet value...&lt;br /&gt;EZ-link card - Just top-up, bus-pass, $27.70&lt;br /&gt;Maple Prepaid - $10.50&lt;br /&gt;SIA Sportsclub membership card- ???&lt;br /&gt;Phone Card- $2&lt;br /&gt;Cash - $75&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;I ran to burger king.&lt;br /&gt;And have to climb up a flight of stairs...&lt;br /&gt;And tripped and &lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                   L&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                      L&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I heck and ran to burger king...&lt;br /&gt;and look look dun have.&lt;br /&gt;Then run to MPH&lt;br /&gt;look look dun have.&lt;br /&gt;Then run to toilet&lt;br /&gt;look look dun have.&lt;br /&gt;Then walk briskly to Burger king again.&lt;br /&gt;Asked a couple whether they had seen a white wallet.&lt;br /&gt;They were sitting at our place.&lt;br /&gt;They said no, so I went&lt;br /&gt;And asked the counter.&lt;br /&gt;Mumbling Malay... (I am not being racist)&lt;br /&gt;Asked him if anyone returned a wallet&lt;br /&gt;asked me if it was an ez-link or wallet.&lt;br /&gt;It went something like this... (too frantic to rememeber some)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T: Err... excuse me... err... did erm... anyone erm.. pass a wallet here? I mean return a wallet?&lt;br /&gt;M: ZZZZZZZZ(whatever this was - mumbling)&lt;br /&gt;T: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;M: ZZZZZZZZZ Ez-link card or wallet?&lt;br /&gt;T: *Seriously cannot make out what he was saying and just took it for granted that he was asking if it was an ez-link card or wallet.* Err... wallet.&lt;br /&gt;M: Huh? ZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;T:Huh? I ask  if anyone got return a wallet here...&lt;br /&gt;M: Wallet ah...&lt;br /&gt;T: YEA&lt;br /&gt;M: Wallet...dun have.&lt;br /&gt;T: Dun have? ( walau he din even bother to check with the other staff)&lt;br /&gt;M: No no no.&lt;br /&gt;T: Oh ok. (NO I WUN THANK YOU)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to MPH again...&lt;br /&gt;Asked the counter...&lt;br /&gt;And they say dun have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to the toilet again...&lt;br /&gt;Saw a cleaner,&lt;br /&gt;ask her...&lt;br /&gt;She said she jus came in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn anxious...&lt;br /&gt;*Noticed that Kartika was following me all along*&lt;br /&gt;so... I Say go burger King again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to counter again...&lt;br /&gt;Asked a chinese woman.&lt;br /&gt;She went in the Manager's office,&lt;br /&gt;and the Manager came out.&lt;br /&gt;Asked me again if I had lost my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;So I said yes and he went in again.&lt;br /&gt;Then he came out and asked what was my name.&lt;br /&gt;I was like...&lt;br /&gt;SIAN...&lt;br /&gt;So I was prepared to spell my name&lt;br /&gt;but then i just said Tesshire.&lt;br /&gt;Then I expected him to pass me a paper to write down my name or smth&lt;br /&gt;as I thought he wanted my name so that he can contact me if they found my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he went in the room again and took ot my WALLET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the whole time after that, I was going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY WALLET !! WOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course hugging it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still got somore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...&lt;br /&gt;Go school...&lt;br /&gt;Chinese watched Home Run...&lt;br /&gt;Then go home and sleep for 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam comin already.&lt;br /&gt;Mug tesshire Mug!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115470369004906240?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115470369004906240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115470369004906240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115470369004906240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115470369004906240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/08/seriously-crazy.html' title='Seriously Crazy'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-115443787254892124</id><published>2006-08-01T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T21:11:12.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoological Gardens</title><content type='html'>My post is always long... So if you lazy to read, here are some keywords.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assembly *Screams*&lt;br /&gt;Sleep&lt;br /&gt; Pig&lt;br /&gt;Yip&lt;br /&gt;sucked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zoo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit smell&lt;br /&gt;Tired&lt;br /&gt;Not worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...&lt;br /&gt;Assembly *screams*&lt;br /&gt;I slept like *screams*&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMG OMG SHIITYYY HELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH MY GOSH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*screams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cries*&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;*screams until die*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorry to say that the poor girl Tesshire Chan Li-ser has died of a recent memory of herself in assembly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALAU CURSE ME...&lt;br /&gt;I HAVEN DIE YET LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ki siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I slept like a pig.&lt;br /&gt;omg who saw?????&lt;br /&gt;OMG it was like when I woke up so many ppl lauffing at &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like putting my head resting in between the bars.&lt;br /&gt;So my head was tilt backwards.&lt;br /&gt;And I fell half-asleep.&lt;br /&gt;And my mouth open somehow open itself.&lt;br /&gt;The ugliest side of me.&lt;br /&gt;Was seen by so many ppl.&lt;br /&gt;Probably will live in the minds of them forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*SCREAAAMMM*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boohoo...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am going on a diet.&lt;br /&gt;I won't say how heavy I am.&lt;br /&gt;But it is oh boy heavy...&lt;br /&gt;So dear people please donnot tempt me with food.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then CME...&lt;br /&gt;Mr Yip today bad temper or something.&lt;br /&gt;But then Sylvester should have just SHUT THE HELL UP.&lt;br /&gt;And delayed us for a good whole 10 minutes or so.&lt;br /&gt;Some people just never learn...&lt;br /&gt;And Mr Yip should just ignore him.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously...&lt;br /&gt;Some people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then talking about teachers...&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MS SIM.&lt;br /&gt;She is biased.&lt;br /&gt;She treats the guys better than the girls and she&lt;br /&gt;picks&lt;br /&gt;on&lt;br /&gt;Eunice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what kind of teacher seeing a girl vomit in class&lt;br /&gt;JUST LOOK AT HER WITH A LOOK OF DISGUST ON HER FACE??&lt;br /&gt;Plus the look-of-digust is very obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHERS WHO ARE CARING AND  ARE &lt;strong&gt;GOOD&lt;/strong&gt; TEACHERS WILL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WALK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AWAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLus that look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;Downright pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she made En Ni and Eunice separate.&lt;br /&gt;Even Kartika and Emma talk as much as they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SHIT THAT ...&lt;br /&gt;En Ni just look out of the window.&lt;br /&gt;NOT EVEN DISTURBING THE CONCENTRATION OF ANYBODY.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Sim asked her if she wants to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madd now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chill Tesshire.&lt;br /&gt;Chill.&lt;br /&gt;WO HUI REN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway went to the Zoo for only 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;$7.50...&lt;br /&gt;Then we went there do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Except looked at only like 4 animals.&lt;br /&gt;And saw otters mating.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then go back, I spill my Pepsi in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;The uncle dunno.&lt;br /&gt;SO SOrry.&lt;br /&gt;I feel really really guilty.&lt;br /&gt;The floor was really wet.&lt;br /&gt;Then we used tissue to wipe it.&lt;br /&gt;Then it dried up after that half an hour of bus ride.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I SPILLED IT AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiot me.&lt;br /&gt;So guilty.&lt;br /&gt;Really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;So so guilty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115443787254892124?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115443787254892124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115443787254892124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115443787254892124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115443787254892124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/08/zoological-gardens.html' title='Zoological Gardens'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-115384003571948800</id><published>2006-07-25T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T23:07:15.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time No BLoGg</title><content type='html'>HellO There! PeOple frOm the wOrld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you FORGET you forgetful miserable old miser who cannot spare me a space in your memory.&lt;br /&gt;I am Tesshire and I'm back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, erm yes.&lt;br /&gt;Oh... NO.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a forgetful miserable old miser who forget to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no no no.&lt;br /&gt;No no no no no no nooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too tied down.&lt;br /&gt;My hands are twisted until cannot twist already.&lt;br /&gt;My legs are pinned down.&lt;br /&gt;I am gasping for air.&lt;br /&gt; Oh NONONONO...&lt;br /&gt;My asthma no more liao.&lt;br /&gt;So please don't worry for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like Sylvester said...&lt;br /&gt;I am too &lt;strong&gt;KIND&lt;/strong&gt; to take 7 hours of my time to do a damn poster for the China students.&lt;br /&gt;Oh without forgetting to credit Kartika who also went through those&lt;br /&gt;ferusterati-ing 5 hours with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY I HAVE DONE THE STUPID OLD BORING STAMP COLLECTION.&lt;br /&gt;COMPETITION I WILL GET COP.&lt;br /&gt;CUP OF PANCAKES.&lt;br /&gt;OK... Cold joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakerlingting yay yay yay.&lt;br /&gt;So happy.&lt;br /&gt;Its over!&lt;br /&gt;Its so over!!&lt;br /&gt;I love you muacks!!&lt;br /&gt;The 'you' I also dunno who but...&lt;br /&gt;THE STAMP THING IS OVER!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.= who was that mad girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG ITS OVER!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY&lt;br /&gt;YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;Oops...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 4 maths exercises due...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have only done each exercise half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz my tuition teacher a.k.a CutTHEcar a.k.a Kartika,&lt;br /&gt;nO free to teach me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booohoooo....&lt;br /&gt;Sob Sob.&lt;br /&gt;Sob sob soup.&lt;br /&gt;Sob sob sour soup.&lt;br /&gt;Sob sob sour soul soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is soooooo confusing.&lt;br /&gt;All about life.&lt;br /&gt;Its very complicated.&lt;br /&gt;Wander where mine is heading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody want to go with me go scream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO NO NO NO NO NO&lt;br /&gt; PLEASE NO.&lt;br /&gt;GOSH NO.&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;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am not goiing with Mathew Chan to scream his lungs out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is determined to change Sylvester.&lt;br /&gt;Well good luck.&lt;br /&gt;I think you will have a hard time.&lt;br /&gt;Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apron is lost.&lt;br /&gt;My Geo textook is lost.&lt;br /&gt;I am getting poorer.&lt;br /&gt;So poor&lt;br /&gt;So poor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lent my apron to some NA girl&lt;br /&gt;Who pass it to Jill&lt;br /&gt;Which Cheryl thought was hers&lt;br /&gt;Which she lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dun dare ask her buy me another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun ask if unless I'm offered.&lt;br /&gt;Tesshire is too polite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dangle frenchfries infront of me.&lt;br /&gt;If you really want the frenchfries which you bot with your own money,&lt;br /&gt;I wun ask for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I dun like sharing my frenchfries.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm sure you dun either.&lt;br /&gt;So unlike most ppl, I'm not thick-skinned to invite myself to your fries.&lt;br /&gt;Coz most people, even of they really dun want you to,&lt;br /&gt;will still allow you to take it.&lt;br /&gt; The precious &lt;strong&gt;FRENCH FRIES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115384003571948800?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115384003571948800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115384003571948800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115384003571948800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115384003571948800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/07/long-time-no-blogg.html' title='Long time No BLoGg'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-115176636162041608</id><published>2006-07-01T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T23:06:01.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SYF opening ceromeny</title><content type='html'>Lol...&lt;br /&gt;Today is the actual day for the SYF.&lt;br /&gt;It was ok...&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/1600/P7010221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/320/P7010221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/1600/P7010247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/320/P7010247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/1600/P7010244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/320/P7010244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/1600/P7010202.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5606/977/320/P7010202.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got a short story.&lt;br /&gt;Only the front part is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, a farmer's son's cat, Sylvester, died.&lt;br /&gt;One week later, a pig in the farm gave birth to 2 pigs.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to cheer up his son, Zheng Yuan, he decided to let him name them.&lt;br /&gt;So Zheng yuan went to the first pig.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to forget my cat ever, so I shall name this piglet, Sylvester.&lt;br /&gt;Then he went to the second piglet,&lt;br /&gt;Oiyo... Why this pig so fat and so round? Shall call him zhen yuan(very round).&lt;br /&gt;Then he went to the third piglet,&lt;br /&gt;So Tiny, this one, I think I call him Cher&lt;b&gt;mini&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years later, zheng yuan was talking to the pigs when his gf called him.&lt;br /&gt;Excited to see her, he forgot to lock the gate.&lt;br /&gt;The three pigs took the opptunity to escape.&lt;br /&gt;So they walk walk walk and reached a forest and walk walk until they fainted of hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they woke up, they were wet.&lt;br /&gt;Standing in front of them was a big grey animal.&lt;br /&gt;"HI!! I AM NEVILLE THE ELEPHANT!"&lt;br /&gt;and he showed them to a stream and taught them the things that they could eat.&lt;br /&gt;So they lied happily in the forest until they died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115176636162041608?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115176636162041608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115176636162041608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115176636162041608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115176636162041608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/07/syf-opening-ceromeny.html' title='SYF opening ceromeny'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-115157995478976911</id><published>2006-06-29T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T19:19:14.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SYF yesterday and School Today</title><content type='html'>Hello again.&lt;br /&gt;I am darker.&lt;br /&gt;Just a bit.&lt;br /&gt;And I got no sunburn.&lt;br /&gt;Because...&lt;br /&gt;SYF is fun when there is little sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday SYF was tons better than Mon.&lt;br /&gt;It was'nt so hot and the show was pretty entertaining...&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I joking?&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored of that performence.&lt;br /&gt;The first time I saw it, I thought woah!!&lt;br /&gt;Now I see it, Woah! Can sleep!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was OK...&lt;br /&gt;Erm... except the bus ride.&lt;br /&gt;The air-con kinda rocked...&lt;br /&gt;BUT the number of seats is like so kanasai.&lt;br /&gt;30 seats for 30++ students and one teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, 2B class got 3 amazing race contestants.&lt;br /&gt;En Ni and Tesshire&lt;br /&gt;Chee Yong and Kenneth&lt;br /&gt;Neville and ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Coz the girls a.k.a ME, En Ni, Eunice and Liza...&lt;br /&gt;Always sits behind.&lt;br /&gt;So, they want to sit behind and...&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, I let Neville beat me.&lt;br /&gt;I so good right...&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;No lar.&lt;br /&gt;Actually because I din see the door.&lt;br /&gt;I thought the window was the door and it was closed.&lt;br /&gt;So I slowed down.&lt;br /&gt;And he past me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today.&lt;br /&gt;Got the healthcheck.&lt;br /&gt;I think I was the only one who never fully take of my shirt.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Syl asked Emma whether she want to be Cheryl Loo's mother.&lt;br /&gt;Pls lar, dun make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;No seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Erm anyway, translate that for me?&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to be Cheryl Loo's mother =&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to be my wife&lt;br /&gt;LOL I'm cracking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Was being tagged by Dar.&lt;br /&gt;I am sure lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. During the SYF, the guys or Syl, I cannot rmb, say Cheryl not cute. Then she insist that she is cute. Like hello? I think me and Atikah will go jump off the building if she's cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115157995478976911?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115157995478976911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115157995478976911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115157995478976911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115157995478976911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/06/syf-yesterday-and-school-today.html' title='SYF yesterday and School Today'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-115133288626083897</id><published>2006-06-26T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T22:41:26.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SYF practise</title><content type='html'>First Day of school... New timetable... Haven got it yet.&lt;br /&gt;And erm see all the teachers again&lt;br /&gt;Yea... The feel of the saliva splashing...&lt;br /&gt;I know,&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW, that same feeling come back again&lt;br /&gt;That EWWW ITS MR CHAN SALIVA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok anyway, got SYF practise.&lt;br /&gt;KANASAI! So hot!&lt;br /&gt;Hot hot hot!&lt;br /&gt;La LA LA!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I only enjoyed SYF only in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;Coz SYF is fun when there is no sun!&lt;br /&gt;Lol I love the bus rides.&lt;br /&gt;Except some with kanasai air-cons.&lt;br /&gt;Blow blow blow also cannot feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;I love home ED.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I rather be pared with a guy.&lt;br /&gt;Then I can boss him around&lt;br /&gt;HAH!&lt;br /&gt;But if I were to be pared with a girl, which I think I will be,&lt;br /&gt;I want to boss her around like i so...&lt;br /&gt;So you see?&lt;br /&gt;I got a lot of secret recipes one K...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115133288626083897?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115133288626083897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115133288626083897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115133288626083897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115133288626083897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/06/syf-practise.html' title='SYF practise'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-115123821891317294</id><published>2006-06-25T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T20:23:38.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet ON</title><content type='html'>Great! My internet has come back to me. After that week long without internet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school starts tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Wait. Thats leaves 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;11 HOURS before I wake up for school tmr!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;I know I did'nt do lots of HW.&lt;br /&gt;Darn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT AM I DOING HERE BLOGGING???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL...&lt;br /&gt;Ok since I'm here, I better make it fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SYF song is always playing in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I love SYF bus rides.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the wet benches.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on Monday, because of the rain, we only did one pathetic dance.&lt;br /&gt;Yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm...&lt;br /&gt;*songs starts playing in mind - absolutely everybody HAAAA absolutely everybody HAAAA*&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;The singers make the songs sound gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;The HAAAA is very high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after so long,&lt;br /&gt;I finally remember to send Dar my story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... uncompleted story on fairies.&lt;br /&gt;Shiretese&lt;br /&gt;Ardilyn&lt;br /&gt;Miona&lt;br /&gt;Laura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, because in the story, Laura saved Miona,&lt;br /&gt;Darilyn said&lt;br /&gt;if Miona does'nt thank Laura, I'm gonna whack her in real life.&lt;br /&gt;Then I said&lt;br /&gt;Ok, then I will make the story&lt;br /&gt;When Laura was released, Miona asked her to wash the toilet floor.&lt;br /&gt;Then Darilyn said&lt;br /&gt;Then I will whack you too&lt;br /&gt;So I said&lt;br /&gt;Then Juan(another fairy guy) slapped Miona and said how dare you bully Laura&lt;br /&gt;Then Laura said MY HERO!!!&lt;br /&gt;And they kissed and had 3 children and 7 grand chidren&lt;br /&gt;Then Darilyn said&lt;br /&gt;And Miona became an old spinster (LOL i cannot rmb this part but it was smth like that)&lt;br /&gt;Then I said&lt;br /&gt;And they lived happily ever after!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope I mistaken what Naomi said.&lt;br /&gt;She said she spent the money collected at the party.&lt;br /&gt;Then I ask her to return the money.&lt;br /&gt;Then she say cannot.&lt;br /&gt;Then I say withdraw from her bank.&lt;br /&gt;Then she say its her own personal money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am like&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; HUH? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, calling her later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115123821891317294?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115123821891317294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115123821891317294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115123821891317294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115123821891317294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/06/internet-on.html' title='Internet ON'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-115012833871141736</id><published>2006-06-12T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T00:05:38.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Safari</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115012833871141736?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115012833871141736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115012833871141736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115012833871141736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115012833871141736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/06/night-safari.html' title='Night Safari'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-115002043910306883</id><published>2006-06-11T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T18:09:53.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All about the party ( And I can only post today)</title><content type='html'>There is something seriously wrong. Let me try posting again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something wrong with blogger or my com. I can't get in to the web. So here I am on Wordpad and copy and paste tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;At parkway.&lt;br /&gt;Went with Naomi Dar Del and syl go buy food for the bbq party.&lt;br /&gt;I spent $80. And Today got back only $50 plus?&lt;br /&gt;We exceeded the budget.&lt;br /&gt;I think we each need to spend at least $20++?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Ken and Joc last minute coulden't come.&lt;br /&gt;Left sylvester to be the maid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we bought the food.&lt;br /&gt;With much laughter...&lt;br /&gt;LOL then we pushed the trolley to the 2nd floor and 1st floor. &lt;br /&gt;I have never seen a trolley of food from giant on the 2nd floor.&lt;br /&gt;The trolley is supposed to go to the carpark or the taxi stand.&lt;br /&gt;Not the 2nd floor where Nao And Del went to buy earrings.&lt;br /&gt;LOL and the maid with the trolley waiting alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm then after that we took a taxi to Syl's house.&lt;br /&gt;But Del went home liao.&lt;br /&gt;Lol Very lame lar and very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL yesterday whenever I look at Syl pushing the trolley,&lt;br /&gt;I keep imagining him wearing an apron and an handkerchief on his head.&lt;br /&gt;And laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK... Today.&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, I dreaded going to the party.&lt;br /&gt;I somewhat regretted holding the party.&lt;br /&gt;Then woke up at 9... *miracle*&lt;br /&gt;The whole holiday I wake up at 12. Except in Male.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then go to East Point with naomi and dar buy some food and the marinating sauce.&lt;br /&gt;LOL then go Dar house cook bee hoon.&lt;br /&gt;Then when we want go liao...&lt;br /&gt;We could not find the marinating sauce!!?!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that I drop at the school to collect the waterballons from the guard.&lt;br /&gt;Then Naomi and DariLyn go cold storage buy the marinating sauce.&lt;br /&gt;And I called Naomi to say that I'm done and they said they saw Syl at cold storage... =.=''&lt;br /&gt;Then they dun noe which marshmellow to buy and I half ran half walked to cold storage from the school bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party...&lt;br /&gt;Raining...&lt;br /&gt;Then everybody got wet.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea...&lt;br /&gt;HOW THE HELL DID THE WHOLE PARTY PEOPLE ESPECIALLY THE BOYS KNOW THAT...&lt;br /&gt;lol omg.&lt;br /&gt;What the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was boring... the first part.&lt;br /&gt;Could do nth.&lt;br /&gt;Still pondering whether I could go inside the pool.&lt;br /&gt;So freaking disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;Then just threw waterbombs at people.&lt;br /&gt;Then they started to bbq.&lt;br /&gt;I lazy go do.&lt;br /&gt;lol... the only things that i ate were a chicken drumstick and a stick of satay.&lt;br /&gt;Lol My money&lt;br /&gt;MY money&lt;br /&gt;MONEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W8 I try the blogger now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;OK it works now.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then around 6pm like that...&lt;br /&gt;We go bully kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;Then Gabriel help Kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;And he pushed me into the pool a few times.&lt;br /&gt;LOL its like girls vs boys.&lt;br /&gt;DAR NAO ME VS SYL KENNETH GAB&lt;br /&gt;but we got our weak points.&lt;br /&gt;The guys are not wearing shirts.&lt;br /&gt;What are we supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;Push their bare bodies?&lt;br /&gt;And they are stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL very funny lar.&lt;br /&gt;But I hate it when they bully naomi and dar.&lt;br /&gt;And sry Naomi when they bully you and I did'nt help.&lt;br /&gt;Coz you were the one holding the bottle and you stayed coz you got a weapon.&lt;br /&gt;But when I zao you stayed there fighting with them.&lt;br /&gt;Then I zao far far liao.&lt;br /&gt;Then when i run back, too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel... Gabriel... you ah...&lt;br /&gt;SKINNNY BONES LOSER!&lt;br /&gt;WIMP.&lt;br /&gt;BOYS are wimps especially gabriel.&lt;br /&gt;I was pushed into the pool so many times lor.&lt;br /&gt;AND PULLED.&lt;br /&gt;EURGH I want to push or pull them in too&lt;br /&gt;But you know our weak points.&lt;br /&gt;And losers mah.&lt;br /&gt;They dun play fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have typed a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I always do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel and Sylvester are molesters!&lt;br /&gt;MOLESters!&lt;br /&gt;Molesters!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel and Sylvester are molesters!&lt;br /&gt;LALALALALAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must the day end so quickly?&lt;br /&gt;I wan more.&lt;br /&gt;I want my revenge.&lt;br /&gt;We still have 5 months to plot out revenge.&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAAAAA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit... Blogger does'nt work now.&lt;br /&gt;I can go to the home page but they won't sign in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands hurt.&lt;br /&gt;My arms luckily never dislocate.&lt;br /&gt;Tug of war.&lt;br /&gt;I am the string.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you naomi for pulling me. XD&lt;br /&gt;Damn you Sylvester make Naomi tired. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the party! &lt;br /&gt;I hate the money part. &lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Actually, letting the oys bully us is in a way, kinda fun. &lt;br /&gt;But being helpless... &lt;br /&gt;Ok not helpless... &lt;br /&gt;But not getting revenge is not something I can take. &lt;br /&gt;And as I say... We have time to plot our revenge. &lt;br /&gt;Girls! Lets wear Barebacks shirts and short shorts! &lt;br /&gt;LOL HAHAHAHAHA &lt;br /&gt;Joking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-115002043910306883?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/115002043910306883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=115002043910306883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115002043910306883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/115002043910306883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/06/all-about-party-and-i-can-only-post.html' title='All about the party ( And I can only post today)'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-114933127448834248</id><published>2006-06-03T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T18:41:15.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Male</title><content type='html'>------------AUGUST BABY---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Outgoing personality.&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Quite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takes risks.                      &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- A bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeds on attention.           &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No self control.               &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   -LOL in what sense?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind  hearted.                  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Am I kind? Lol and suddenly I forget what  kind means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self confident.                  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Quite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loud and boisterous.       &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Quite but can act quiet sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY revengeful.             &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Am I? OK I think I am kind. Its the opp of kindness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy to get along with and talk to.    &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- I dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has an "every thing's peachy" attitude.   -&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whats everything peachy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likes talking and singing.   &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- I LOVE TALKING I LOVE SINGING OUT OF PITCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves music.                       &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Not a fanatic like darilyn but when there is a radio, its hard to pull me away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daydreamer.                      &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- TOTALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easily distracted.                &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Very very very. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hates not being trusted.    &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Quite. Who don't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG imagination.                &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Yup Yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves to be loved.             &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Err DUH??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hates studying.                  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- This, is something very true. I am not aiming for JC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In need of "that someone".   &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- that someone. LOL MY DAD... FOR HIS MONEY! LOL jkjk. I not so bad. I rejected his 100 bucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longs for freedom.          &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Freedom. Not really. I have a fair amt of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebellious when withheld or restricted.    &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- You can say that. I become very rebellious when I cannot do what I want and become very very dun listen to anyone you *toot* off.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Lives by "no pain no gain" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caring.                                 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- I CARE for those I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always a suspect.              &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- If there izzen someone like my bro in my house. Probably.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Playful.                                &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- This is probably one very true fact. I still love catching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mysterious.                        &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- So NOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"charming" or "beautiful" to everyone.      &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Don't ask me. Ask the everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn.                          &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Quite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curious.                               &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- A bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independent.                      &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- A bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strong willed.                       &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Quite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fighter.                             &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- LOL this reminds me. Of the school bus bully when I was 5. There was this grp of k2 students from another school. I was from PAP. Then they always bully me and another girl. And I always struggle. And I willnever forget this once when they pasted a piece of paper which is not sticky or anything onto the other girls mouth, which of course dropped. And when the leader turned to me, she *its a girl* almost did it to me when I pulled her hair. AHAHAHAHAAAAAA so happy. Serve her right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from an email. Which I have received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hello people, yes, I am baack from Male!&lt;br /&gt;And no, I wun boast about it.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, its because I am too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;My sister is currently writing about her stay but its not finished.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll post it up.&lt;br /&gt;OK... Maybe one statement or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother and father saw a baby shark which circled them for about 5 mins and an adult shark which swam past them 2m away while they were snorkling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seawater was transparent and there were fishes, a lot of fishes inside at the shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait for the party.&lt;br /&gt;CiaO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-114933127448834248?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/114933127448834248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=114933127448834248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/114933127448834248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/114933127448834248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-from-male.html' title='Back from Male'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-114864669893739252</id><published>2006-05-26T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T21:44:59.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PTA meeting</title><content type='html'>If I was those kind of girls, this place would be for my ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I shall Chill.&lt;br /&gt;And think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to the PTA meeting today.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Loo already told me I was 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;And I am not happy.&lt;br /&gt;I want 1st.&lt;br /&gt;Darn that Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;Shit it.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;If dun have Chinese...&lt;br /&gt;It pulled my percentage down like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Should I try for IP?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BTW, friends dun sabo one another.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am starting to think.&lt;br /&gt;These are 3 questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.How often do you tease/sabo/make your friends embarrased?&lt;br /&gt;2. How often does your friends tease/sabo/make you embarrased?&lt;br /&gt;3. How do you like it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answers:&lt;br /&gt;1. teasing - last year... how often... i know i was'nt going overboard&lt;br /&gt;                    I noe it was not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;                    But this year I think that why should they tease me and I dun tease them...&lt;br /&gt;                    So its worse.&lt;br /&gt;sabo - rarely&lt;br /&gt;make friends embarresed - rarely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Teasing - About jeremy and sylvester and who? Call me what 2 or 3 timers?&lt;br /&gt;                     Err... a lot? Erm constant? Non-stop? The only one who gets teased. WTF?&lt;br /&gt;                     And when I try to tease them back, I get no support? I fail?&lt;br /&gt;   Sabo - OFTEN. Gosh. and it was to an extent. And christel.&lt;br /&gt;Make me embarresed - Say loud that I like who or who even though they know I dun?&lt;br /&gt;                                           Err... just for the fun of it? Err and they go haha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Its a *toot* feeling.&lt;br /&gt;    So I dun tease people.&lt;br /&gt; Until this year.&lt;br /&gt;When I was enlightenend&lt;br /&gt;If I dun do something.&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna get worse.&lt;br /&gt;And I dun really like teasing.&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna make someone feel *toot*.&lt;br /&gt;ANd I noe How it Feels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-114864669893739252?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/114864669893739252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=114864669893739252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/114864669893739252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/114864669893739252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/05/pta-meeting.html' title='PTA meeting'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-114837638820480216</id><published>2006-05-23T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T17:26:28.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ChinaTown LIttleIndia / SYF Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WAHHH SHIOK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wah sey, I never held a class party before. As like I'm in charge or smth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Only in PriOne where my parents organized it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The feeling very &lt;strong&gt;SHUANG&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But then very scary. I very scared something will go wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just hav this premonition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to ChinaTown and LittleIndia.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno if it was yesterday or today that I got the minor sunburn.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, at ChinaTown, the temple, there was this India tourgroup.&lt;br /&gt;Like 30 plus Indians in a Buddist Temple.&lt;br /&gt;Then En Ni, Eunice and I were looking around when...&lt;br /&gt;An Indian man beckoned with his hand for us to move away &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- at least that was what I thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he said come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HENG &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I thought he ask us too move away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;With us.&lt;br /&gt;But heng for me, I move away long time liao.&lt;br /&gt;And left En Ni and Eunice with their sway sway fate.&lt;br /&gt;And the man was putting his hand on Eunice's back and rubbing it.&lt;br /&gt;  =OOOOOOO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the SYF dance.&lt;br /&gt;Tiring.&lt;br /&gt;Until I can fall asleep while dancing to come"fry" with me.&lt;br /&gt;My head was nodding and my hands were waving.&lt;br /&gt;WTH??!?!?!???!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this Sec1 guy who&lt;br /&gt;apparently has no feeling in his ass.&lt;br /&gt;His shorts were stuck in his buttline.&lt;br /&gt;And he did'nt pull it out.&lt;br /&gt;Leaving Eunice, En Ni and I howling with laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving for Male *mar-lay* on 29th may.&lt;br /&gt;Coming back on the 2nd of June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your info,&lt;br /&gt;Male is one of the most beautiful beaches in the whole.&lt;br /&gt;And I am going snorkling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-114837638820480216?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/114837638820480216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=114837638820480216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/114837638820480216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/114837638820480216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/05/chinatown-littleindia-syf-dance.html' title='ChinaTown LIttleIndia / SYF Dance'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-114813543520763074</id><published>2006-05-20T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T22:30:36.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>Woah! Today is so boring that.&lt;br /&gt;*This is not accurate. Estimation and I a bit canot remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.30 pm - eat lunch&lt;br /&gt;1 .30pm - stares at the off laptop. Wishing that I can play.&lt;br /&gt;No courage to ask mum.&lt;br /&gt;1.45 - lie on the sofa&lt;br /&gt;2pm- walk to the kitchen and walk out&lt;br /&gt;2.05 - walk to the study room to disturb my sis.&lt;br /&gt;2.10 -walk up and down the corridor&lt;br /&gt;2.14 - become mad/ act like little child / dance and sa stupid things&lt;br /&gt;2.20 - walk up and down the corridor&lt;br /&gt;2.25 - on TV&lt;br /&gt;2.30 - off TV&lt;br /&gt;2.35 - walk into all the roooms&lt;br /&gt;2.40 - on TV&lt;br /&gt;2.45 - off TV Go kitchen&lt;br /&gt;2.50 - lie on the sofa&lt;br /&gt;2.55 - on TV&lt;br /&gt;4.00 - off TV&lt;br /&gt;4.05 - open piano&lt;br /&gt;4.06 - close piano go sleep&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;ANDSO SO SO SO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding a 1A party on 9th June.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;Can.&lt;br /&gt;Lalaa.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-114813543520763074?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/114813543520763074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=114813543520763074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/114813543520763074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/114813543520763074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/05/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-114804469845830279</id><published>2006-05-19T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T22:42:15.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH MY JUICY APPLE PIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I finally got a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HANDPHONE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9222**18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See My Exam Marks?&lt;br /&gt;I swear I did not expect this kind of grades.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously swear I did'nt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eng: Pp1 - 36 Pp2- ??&lt;br /&gt;Chi: Pp1 - forgot Pp2 - 44.5 Overall - 55&lt;br /&gt;Maths - 75&lt;br /&gt;Science - 82.5 *2nd in class* Overall 83.3 *3rd in class*&lt;br /&gt;His - Section B onwards - 55&lt;br /&gt;Geo - Section B onwards - 57.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LIT - 91 WOOHOOOOO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I seriously must be some kind of mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Updates Updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday -&lt;br /&gt;I went with naomi to play Badminton&lt;br /&gt;Saw Wei Jian&lt;br /&gt;Had a good laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday -&lt;br /&gt;Wad did I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun -&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ANYTHING!!?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon -&lt;br /&gt;Went to school&lt;br /&gt;And did absolutely nothing?&lt;br /&gt;As in there was not a single lesson?&lt;br /&gt;The whole day we were like playing&lt;br /&gt;and was it Monday when Neville and Sylvester played with that &lt;strong&gt;melon flavoured&lt;/strong&gt; condom?&lt;br /&gt;Lol&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND THIS WAS THE DAY I BOUGHT MY WHITE HANDPHONE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I saw someone who looks like ZhengYang but I cannot confirm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tue -&lt;br /&gt;Had no lessons but got back our Eng&lt;br /&gt;2nd half&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed -&lt;br /&gt;Got back something... Could'nt remember&lt;br /&gt;Went to the stamp museum.&lt;br /&gt;SPENT SO MUCH OF MY FRIGGIN MONEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WANT A REFUND NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had $200.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am left with w pathetic $150.&lt;br /&gt;And the problem here is that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I TAKE A MILLION YEARS TO SAVE $50!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUPPOsEd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;save up for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My paRents One dAY oFf tO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SPA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A spa is like a few hundred for a good one.&lt;br /&gt;Dad and mum takes so little time off.&lt;br /&gt;I want them not to waste their life on something like tat.&lt;br /&gt;I want them to enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure the reader is so touch and is crying right now,&lt;br /&gt;and thinking what a filial daughter.&lt;br /&gt;Boohooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs -&lt;br /&gt;Went to play Badminton with Darilyn, Naomi, Laura, Clarence (ex-neighbour), My bro, My sis.&lt;br /&gt;Went to MP library there.&lt;br /&gt;Supoosed to meet at 4.&lt;br /&gt;In the end the late ppl came at 4.20&lt;br /&gt;Then take 2 taxi to Joo Chiat CC.&lt;br /&gt;Play there.&lt;br /&gt;Yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri - today&lt;br /&gt;I feel so freaking lonely in this freakin world of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Go school kept sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why I feel so tired.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna sleep and never wake up.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna stay in my fantasy land where everything is what I want.&lt;br /&gt;I in my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway went to PP &lt;strong&gt;alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To look for a present for Shu Yuan who is going to HK and &lt;strong&gt;never &lt;/strong&gt;coming back.&lt;br /&gt;And Kartika was there.&lt;br /&gt;And I cannot find anyting I could buy for Shu Yuan.&lt;br /&gt;Shu Yuan is like... I noe bad.&lt;br /&gt;But they, you dunno what I noe.&lt;br /&gt;And what I noe is beyond what they or you would ever think off.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to miss her in Art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I saw that ZhengYang look alike again. * in pp*&lt;br /&gt;Is that really him?&lt;br /&gt;I heard that one of the class from TNS 2004 is holding a party&lt;br /&gt;but no one invited me.&lt;br /&gt;Again, I am &lt;strong&gt;Lonely.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard from Jill that it was 6E. My class.&lt;br /&gt;Now Cheryl says it is 6C. Her class.&lt;br /&gt;Friggin retarded. I got like &lt;strong&gt;very little&lt;/strong&gt; friends in 6E.&lt;br /&gt;I am once again &lt;strong&gt;alone&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they hold a 5C 2003 Party??&lt;br /&gt;I noe I pretty much liked the ppl of 5C and have 4 times more friends.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;Life. It just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadine is coming back.&lt;br /&gt;I not even sure she is excited to see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hate it.&lt;br /&gt;I hate my year as a 12 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably those ppl who see my now&lt;br /&gt;would notice I'm different now.&lt;br /&gt;It is not only on how I look.&lt;br /&gt;It is also on my attitude.&lt;br /&gt;Now,&lt;br /&gt;I am more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-114804469845830279?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/114804469845830279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=114804469845830279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/114804469845830279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/114804469845830279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/05/exam-results.html' title='Exam Results'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-114727443914542704</id><published>2006-05-10T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T23:31:40.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trip To TM a.k.a TTTT</title><content type='html'>You noe that I find that when I put Images through blogger, its blurr?&lt;br /&gt;Its not as sharp as photobucket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to TM with Naomi and Darilyn.&lt;br /&gt;Going to play Badminton with Naomi tomorrow at MP library.&lt;br /&gt;Went to take my first neoprints in Years.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I mean YEARS AS IN 364 DAYS X ( multiply by ) 3/4/5/6/7/8/9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;I am so...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 223px; HEIGHT: 277px" height="494" alt="My Fav Pic of MYSELF" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/Littlefar3/img023.jpg" width="393" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is nice. For me. As in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; look nice. &lt;&lt;&lt; *self-compliment, how thick-skinned* &lt;img style="WIDTH: 209px; HEIGHT: 355px" height="410" alt="I was'nt ready!!" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/Littlefar3/img024.jpg" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was laughing at Darilyn and suddenly click!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 211px; HEIGHT: 284px" height="389" alt="Tell me I look wierd" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/Littlefar3/img022.jpg" width="295" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noe. I look WIERD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="314" alt="Do I look hamsterish?" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/Littlefar3/img021.jpg" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a botak me who looks strangly like a stupid*or retarded* Hamster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="234" alt="Lol Dar, your face looks squashed" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/Littlefar3/img020.jpg" width="176" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol Darilyn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 173px; HEIGHT: 246px" height="305" alt="Stawberryrie" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/Littlefar3/img019.jpg" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol My stomach! Its disolving!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 184px; HEIGHT: 281px" height="302" alt="Peace on the beach" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/Littlefar3/img018.jpg" width="169" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol the Heart... Its broken... Becauuse we put the wrg one and time over. Oh well so we broked the peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 199px; HEIGHT: 305px" height="340" alt="WOah the scenery" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y198/Littlefar3/img017.jpg" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were staring at a ring which held a cloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha we went to clothes shop to try clothes and never buy.&lt;br /&gt;We went to shops and meddle with their things and leave with nothing.&lt;br /&gt;We are so &lt;s&gt;bad&lt;/s&gt; smart right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want more neoprints!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-114727443914542704?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/114727443914542704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=114727443914542704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/114727443914542704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/114727443914542704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/05/trip-to-tm-aka-tttt.html' title='The Trip To TM a.k.a TTTT'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-114706083590624947</id><published>2006-05-08T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T19:09:54.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Gawsh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have so many things to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm I think I shall trace back...&lt;br /&gt;Starting from today,&lt;br /&gt;The conclusion is, I am so going to do BADLY for my exams!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hey I want my Hp one ok?&lt;br /&gt;If I can score an above average, it would be mine...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Maths was &lt;strong&gt;HARD&lt;/strong&gt; and I mean &lt;strong&gt;HARD &lt;/strong&gt;...as in &lt;strong&gt;DIFFICULT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I thought " woah so easy"&lt;br /&gt;2nd scenario (one hour later)&lt;br /&gt;"Mumme ah mummeee ah Help meeeeeeeeeeee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know smth.&lt;br /&gt;Why does everything that I expect to happen always does not happen?&lt;br /&gt;Like When daddy said that we &lt;s&gt;are&lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;were&lt;/strong&gt; going to Male as in MAR-LAY...&lt;br /&gt;The plane was fully booked?? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I thought me and my friends dearest are going to that NE thing and it was&lt;br /&gt;"sorry that we ended the registration earlier as because of the overwhelming response?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I thought whatever was whatever and it is not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, sometimes its good... coz I can control it like now.&lt;br /&gt;I can make myself think that mummy &lt;strong&gt;WILL&lt;/strong&gt; come back home soon and only da pao *buy back the food from burger king and not eat there.&lt;br /&gt;So that she will eat there.&lt;br /&gt;And I can play longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT its so bad coz it demolishes the good things that I expect to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Exams.&lt;br /&gt;Lit - Mid&lt;br /&gt;Maths - Very Hard&lt;br /&gt;Eng - Mid&lt;br /&gt;His - Mid&lt;br /&gt;Science - Very Hard&lt;br /&gt;Chinese - Hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Mr Micheal thingy&lt;br /&gt;"Oi where were you girls?"&lt;br /&gt;Mr Micheal looks different when he wear sunglasses.&lt;br /&gt;I thought he was a delivery man as he was carrying 2 bags of food.&lt;br /&gt;And then he wore the sunglasses.&lt;br /&gt;And we were looking for him.&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought he was another guy.&lt;br /&gt;But I thought he was Mr Micheal.&lt;br /&gt;But then I look again and decided it was'nt.&lt;br /&gt;But then it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TaoNan ExClassMATES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol I saw &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MAYSON SEAH WEI HAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omygawd!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Woah.&lt;br /&gt;Omg he was like the guy that I liked since &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;P1 &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;P2&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;P3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On the bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was like.&lt;br /&gt;And then I saw Han Ren.&lt;br /&gt;He like cannot recognize me.&lt;br /&gt;But I dunno whether Mayson can recognize me.&lt;br /&gt;He like kinda stared at me for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Continue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea... he looks the same&lt;br /&gt;And he is still not that good-looking&lt;br /&gt;No lah&lt;br /&gt;Is not that I have no taste&lt;br /&gt;Is that he very humble and honest&lt;br /&gt;I like&lt;br /&gt;Up to now&lt;br /&gt;Character is still in number one place&lt;br /&gt;And then looks&lt;br /&gt;So you very handsome and bad attitude also I won't like as in love that kind&lt;br /&gt;WTH am I talking&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I noe someone very close to me is floating in the air.&lt;br /&gt;And you know hwat that means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am editing this as I was'nt finished the last time.&lt;br /&gt;And my mum did eat out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I am going to expect bad marks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhen Yuan is damn lame lar&lt;br /&gt;"Mummy says cannot say the F word"&lt;br /&gt;"Don't push! Mummy say one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to mapling.&lt;br /&gt;I know its childish but got no other games...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-114706083590624947?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/114706083590624947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=114706083590624947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/114706083590624947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/114706083590624947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/05/everything.html' title='Everything'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-114623779642690754</id><published>2006-04-28T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T23:23:16.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Micheal.</title><content type='html'>Today, went home late late.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't finish writing my notes for History and yet I 'm using the com.&lt;br /&gt;D/W anime songs.&lt;br /&gt;I am now on Chapt 5 halfwae of history and half is a lot.&lt;br /&gt;So I left a lot.&lt;br /&gt;And then so tired.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway maybe I go PP tmr.&lt;br /&gt;And I have to be fast.&lt;br /&gt;Must study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha Lol...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway about the NE thing,&lt;br /&gt;at the Science discovery Centre,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Ms Joanne Lee would be our teacher-in-charge.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after the short science remedial on hints,&lt;br /&gt;I went to look for Dar and Naomi.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the canteen and look.&lt;br /&gt;没有...&lt;br /&gt;走到巴士站的外面，看看，哎呀，没有。。。&lt;br /&gt;突然我记得。。。Mr Micheal!&lt;br /&gt;Has Naomi and Dar went to see him?&lt;br /&gt;Does he know that we all can go to the NE thing?&lt;br /&gt;我就走回学校。&lt;br /&gt;Then I went back and called Mr Micheal.&lt;br /&gt;Not there.&lt;br /&gt;哎呀。。。&lt;br /&gt;So I thought...&lt;br /&gt;I think I go check the canteen again.&lt;br /&gt;没有。。。&lt;br /&gt;Then I was so tired already back I still went to the classrooms again.&lt;br /&gt;Then I remembered the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;So I go in the 厕所and see see.&lt;br /&gt;又没有。&lt;br /&gt;我就走到2E look look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那两个。。。&lt;br /&gt;Is there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they having Lit remedial.&lt;br /&gt;So I stay for 1 hour more and we decided on *** go to *** with Wenhui to study Geo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to see Mr Micheal and he still not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, I dunno why I not scared of Ms Abraham.&lt;br /&gt;I think she actually OK one lar.&lt;br /&gt;Then want to write a not put on his desk but... we decided ask Mrs Lee first.&lt;br /&gt;And she say maybe can.&lt;br /&gt;So we went down and Mr Micheal was there.&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;And we stayed at his desk for half and hour thinking of a grp name.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;He seemed pissed at us for taking so long.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahan my template first hor.&lt;br /&gt;Its the best I can do.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since it failed on me.&lt;br /&gt;After Exams 我尽力！！&lt;br /&gt;以二三一起加油！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-114623779642690754?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/114623779642690754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=114623779642690754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/114623779642690754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/114623779642690754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/04/mr-micheal.html' title='Mr Micheal.'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-114614582751799908</id><published>2006-04-27T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T21:50:27.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ARHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HHHHHHH.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so going to fail my Maths and Science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone willing to tutor me?&lt;br /&gt;Its so complicated and I haven't even got my facts right.&lt;br /&gt;What the shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on June 1, Nao Dar Lulu and I are going to the NE thing,&lt;br /&gt;Mr Micheal  is so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24982183.post-114597379448124445</id><published>2006-04-25T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T22:03:14.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning fiesta, and the days</title><content type='html'>I mean like me and Kartika walked in the classroom and&lt;br /&gt;Kartika was like Omigawd!! Omg ! Omg!&lt;br /&gt;And I was like what what?&lt;br /&gt;and she was like sylvester sylvester!&lt;br /&gt;And I was like where? where?&lt;br /&gt;And i was like thinking he was squattin dowa and was like outta view,&lt;br /&gt;And I saw and was like&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG and I was like going hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He cut his hair.&lt;br /&gt;Moank.&lt;br /&gt;Monk.&lt;br /&gt;He shang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HahaHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the Learning Fiesta was great.&lt;br /&gt;We were from $16 - $60.&lt;br /&gt;We spent $10 on the ingredients of the cookies and&lt;br /&gt;$6 on the sweets.&lt;br /&gt;We got $60.&lt;br /&gt;Are'nt we pro?&lt;br /&gt;Brought my digicam there.&lt;br /&gt;Loyld was like so funny.&lt;br /&gt;Very fun to bully him neh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boon Hao.&lt;br /&gt;Pro.&lt;br /&gt;Wower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am happy to say that Art has finished.&lt;br /&gt;My 20 hours of hard work.&lt;br /&gt;Into the SYF Art.&lt;br /&gt;And I am very pleased to say that Mr Luk knows me and my name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24982183-114597379448124445?l=seriously-crazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/feeds/114597379448124445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24982183&amp;postID=114597379448124445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/114597379448124445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24982183/posts/default/114597379448124445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seriously-crazy.blogspot.com/2006/04/learning-fiesta-and-days.html' title='Learning fiesta, and the days'/><author><name>Kodomo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08678592110951879653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
