<?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-17801853</id><updated>2011-07-15T12:26:22.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>grace</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-116530877233472883</id><published>2006-12-05T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T00:52:52.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>put up my blog again so i could read my past posts (:&lt;br /&gt;i'm at xanga now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/prettysins"&gt;http://www.xanga.com/prettysins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-116530877233472883?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/116530877233472883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=116530877233472883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/116530877233472883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/116530877233472883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/12/put-up-my-blog-again-so-i-could-read.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-115435142222375707</id><published>2006-07-31T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T06:10:22.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KATHLEEN (BLOE) :DD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;may all your wishes come true!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thank you for always making me laugh with your retardedness &amp; what not. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh yes, AND entertaining me with your wonderful nonsense all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;have a fabulous fifteenth birthday okay :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hope you liked the surprise today! love you lots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO ASSEMBLY THIS MORNING (((: yay! lol.&lt;br /&gt;i love rainy days.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, kathleen tried to break the security code in my hp today!&lt;br /&gt;she wanted to invade my hp and check my msges and all that, that girl! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and later, my phone almost got confiscated by alyssa's husband. PHEW. thank goodness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she kept trying and coming up with all sorts of numbers with chewy.&lt;br /&gt;AND OMG. so the hp denied access to the phone even when i entered the correct code like 999999 times.  i almost wanted to die can! but fortunately, i fixed it! aha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, dance class was really lotsa fun :DDD&lt;br /&gt;haha. we were doing the american spin! i love spinning (:&lt;br /&gt;wheeeee.&lt;br /&gt;so we celebrated kathleen's birthday during recess with a blueberry cake (special thanks to germs!). we went EVERYWHERE looking so desperately for a lighter.&lt;br /&gt;see how much we're doing for you kathleen! lol.&lt;br /&gt;yup, and we gathered like half the class together to join in the fun.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. after that, we had a cake fight! kathleen's face and hands were all filled with cream luh!&lt;br /&gt;it was really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's miss tan's last day at school ):&lt;br /&gt;we had a concert for her during assembly.&lt;br /&gt;it was really really sad. almost everyone was really depressed.&lt;br /&gt;afterall, miss tan has been such a wonderful principal &amp; a lovely inspiration to us!&lt;br /&gt;i'll definitely miss her a lot, and i know everyone will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-115435142222375707?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115435142222375707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=115435142222375707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115435142222375707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115435142222375707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-birthday-kathleen-bloe-dd-may.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-115417824622839691</id><published>2006-07-29T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T07:06:34.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a very very screwed day for me ! ):&lt;br /&gt;it started when &lt;strong&gt;i fell down &lt;/strong&gt;on the way to school &amp; got myself a huge cut.&lt;br /&gt;okay, if that's NOT enough, &lt;strong&gt;i lost my FILE. &lt;/strong&gt;MY SCORES!! damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i so so screwed up for queen's park melody.&lt;br /&gt;i almost wanted to break down and just die. totally.&lt;br /&gt;secfours graduated today after the honours day performance.&lt;br /&gt;they're such wonderful seniors, it's really sad ):&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss the free entertainment from lucille, all the laughter &amp; the fun. she never fails to put a smile on my face! :D i'll miss connie, who has always been so patient and encouraging, and always helping me whenever i have trouble with notes, rhythm and all that.&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys to bits!&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the pretty birthday cake!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1936/1725/320/P1040761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;connie and lucille cutting the cake!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1936/1725/320/P1040763.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the coolest SECTION :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1936/1725/320/P1040768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yay! connie got the &lt;em&gt;outstanding section leader award&lt;/em&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;ALYSSA is now the new band major :DD ohh whee, and denise is the drum major, charmaine the secretary, li ting is the RECRUITMENT IC, hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;congraaaaaaats :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-115417824622839691?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115417824622839691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=115417824622839691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115417824622839691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115417824622839691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/07/very-very-screwed-day-for-me-it.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-115408597042850160</id><published>2006-07-28T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T05:37:36.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MONTAGE yesterday, with tessa and lays.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVED THE PERCUSSION ENSEMBLE! so cute &amp; funky :DD&lt;br /&gt;they used forks, spoons, plates and everything else. how innovative luh!&lt;br /&gt;omg. haha. i wish we could do that for Fantasia VII! it'll be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;the trumpet soloist was so really damn pro (((:&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i enjoyed can you feel the love tonight by the vocal ensemble!&lt;br /&gt;the guy sang really well please! lol&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's pretty weird that there's hardly any screaming/shouting/cheering.&lt;br /&gt;okay, very! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't imagine i REALLY slept during chinese today.&lt;br /&gt;i actually had a dream! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;english was damn traumatising ):&lt;br /&gt;miss wong showed us this newspaper article of.. shit. i forgot that word! haha&lt;br /&gt;its like scar... something somthing.&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe people put beads under their skin, scrape and scar their skins in star shapes and call it ART. so sick please. EW.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, mrs kong found out about our name-prank thing ):&lt;br /&gt;saddd like crazy. elizabeth wrote my name on her paper, and i wrote MY name on my paper. so mrs kong was like reaaally suspicious &amp;amp; asked why there were 2 graces. omg. almost died!&lt;br /&gt;and shalene &amp; marian also sorta gave themselves away during class.&lt;br /&gt;okay. so we CONFESSED ): lol. not fun anymore please! but yeah, we really couldn't go on lying about it so yups =/ i'm so glad she didn't scold us :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honours day rehearsal later was really like CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;it was so freaking tedious &amp;amp; we got scolded for not shifting the instruments properly, obstructing the way &amp; what not.&lt;br /&gt;whatever - it was damn shit.&lt;br /&gt;secfours graduating from band tmr! ): really sad. i'll miss lucille &amp;amp; connie tons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-115408597042850160?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115408597042850160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=115408597042850160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115408597042850160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115408597042850160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/07/montage-yesterday-with-tessa-and-lays.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-115391231654003894</id><published>2006-07-26T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T04:11:56.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we disected a sheep's heart during bio practical today.&lt;br /&gt;it was totally ewwurgh disgusting &amp; gruesome please!!&lt;br /&gt;it was just horrible. seeing mrs kong disecting it was the worst part.&lt;br /&gt;especially when she used her HANDS and started cutting the heart into sections.&lt;br /&gt;GOODNESS.&lt;br /&gt;but it didn't turn out so bad afterall, even though there was blood oozing out everytime we tried to cut it, as well as the fetid smell which was pretty much unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. and kathleen was playing around with the heart okay! gross please.&lt;br /&gt;she thinks that it looks like very tender meat?!? LOL. omg. retarded.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, she went around with part of the heart which she cut and sorta chased me ard with it. UNTIL. nvm. i was traumatised okay! stupid b.l.o.e.&lt;br /&gt;shalene &amp; lyn were sorta freaking out most of the time. damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, caught pirates of the caribbean with tess &amp; kathleen after school.&lt;br /&gt;it was quite okayy. exciting i guess.&lt;br /&gt;johnny depp is major cute and hilarious :D and..&lt;br /&gt;orlando bloom is super hot please! omgomg.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i wanna watch the lake house! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-115391231654003894?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115391231654003894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=115391231654003894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115391231654003894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115391231654003894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/07/we-disected-sheeps-heart-during-bio.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-115383607216166927</id><published>2006-07-25T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T07:01:12.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>laycheng made me do this! ):&lt;br /&gt;you pangsai. lol. anyway, i'm bored. so yeah, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the best nickname you have?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracey Grass Grace Ling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You think suicide is the best way?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELL no (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rate your social life on a scale of 1-10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most probably 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-skips all the LOVE questions-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You want to get married?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you going to do today/tomorrow?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna watch Pirates of the Carribean tomorrow :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you want so badly right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want $$$ so i can buy a new hp, mp3, digi cam AND GO SHOPPING ((: wheee. i love!&lt;br /&gt;AND I WANT MY DISTINCTIONS ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was the last song you downloaded?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me think.. I FORGOT. i downloaded a whole list at one go. so yeah ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How much do you love music?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you something, i'm from band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which movie did you last watch?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just My Luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you believe in love forever?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no comments, thank you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's in your mind now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything. From school to sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What song is in your mind now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEEP :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five people to do this quiz:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone!&lt;br /&gt;(you gotta get the love questions from laycheng's blog which i cut off)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-115383607216166927?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115383607216166927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=115383607216166927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115383607216166927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115383607216166927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/07/laycheng-made-me-do-this-you-pangsai_25.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-115338905057156511</id><published>2006-07-20T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T04:01:00.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kathleen &amp; gervin came back from china.&lt;br /&gt;yayness! our school choir did reaaally well ((:&lt;br /&gt;oh and they got me a MIRROR ! haha.&lt;br /&gt;kathleen said that i was vain so a mirror would be perfect -.-&lt;br /&gt;thanks anyway :DD&lt;br /&gt;i don't have to use my stupid small mirror thing anymore, haha.&lt;br /&gt;ohmy. and shalene vandalised my left leg and thigh today with ' I &lt;3 SHALENE'&lt;br /&gt;haha. righhhhhht. anyway i scribbled 'i love grace' on her neck as well.&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with kat, lyn &amp;amp; sha later at united square's pastamania.&lt;br /&gt;haha, we were crapping LOTS luh. but it was really entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;AND then that duck backside wanted her present so badly! lol. so we went to j8 to get her birthday present. yups.&lt;br /&gt;okay, homework time ): rahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm just so tired of EVERYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-115338905057156511?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115338905057156511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=115338905057156511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115338905057156511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115338905057156511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/07/kathleen-sha-later-at-united-squares.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-115330462608385339</id><published>2006-07-19T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T06:17:28.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY i'm so happy. i think my diet plan is gonna work!&lt;br /&gt;especially with some extra motivation from that ripcurl model picture :DD haha.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;a math sucked today. i got caught for talking like dunno how many times. sheeeesh.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, OHMYGODDD. THERE WAS UNIFORM INSPECTION TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;imagine - i was wearing my really short pinafore. i'm so lucky i didn't get caught or else i'll be so dead! wheeeeeee :D almost got caught for my earrings as well. i can just die if there's spot check everyday. seriously. total madness.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, stayed back for chemistry today. mrs tay was freaking hilarious! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;after chemistry, followed li ting to buy her iceball, &amp;amp; we went popular after that.&lt;br /&gt;bumped into mammoth there. i just realised how ego she can get. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAYNESS. we're having dance classes during PE now :DD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. so cool please! i think it's some latin thingie. can't wait for nuts ! ((: haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH tons of homework and revision to do.&lt;br /&gt;CAs are just weeks away ):&lt;br /&gt;and i've been staying back till so late the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;whatever. STRESSED!&lt;br /&gt;school is so freaking tiresome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is really driving me crazy. &lt;strong&gt;all i wish for is TIME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-115330462608385339?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115330462608385339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=115330462608385339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115330462608385339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115330462608385339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/07/yay-im-so-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-115323048369779026</id><published>2006-07-18T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T06:48:03.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tons of people didn't come to school today =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHALENE ! hope you're feeling better yeah?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i can't imagine i'm acting as the ONLY SURVIOR on an island after a shipwreck for our english skit thing.&lt;br /&gt;stupid alyssa tan! lol. i rather be the coconut tree or the sun okay.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; so we decided that kathleen koh, would be the CAVE WOMAN. HAHHAHAHA. ohmygosh.&lt;br /&gt;i'm imagining now :D &lt;em&gt;just hope she doesn't kill us when she gets back from china.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so regret volunteering to usher for drama night.&lt;br /&gt;we went through the whole rehearsal thingie, and seriously, it was just exhausting &amp; whatever.&lt;br /&gt;i can't imagine the audience not being able to sit for one and a half hours!&lt;br /&gt;whoaa. we were like half dead going through the whole routine.&lt;br /&gt;ALYSSA TAN was acting so crazy again.&lt;br /&gt;probably because she's so madly in love with _____ HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, friday is gonna be so tiring. from morning till night? geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes i wonder if this is what i really want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i think about it &amp;amp; it makes me uncomfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i shouldn't be feeling this way. its just NOT RIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why does ___ have to do this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-115323048369779026?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115323048369779026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=115323048369779026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115323048369779026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115323048369779026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/07/tons-of-people-didnt-come-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-115313481297812623</id><published>2006-07-17T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T04:13:32.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>frisbee fun at PE today ! haha&lt;br /&gt;i fell down twice and knocked myself once altogether. OW like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;shucks. i'm getting more accident prone.&lt;br /&gt;oh &amp; lynette sprained her neck, hope she's okay. get well soon k? (:&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I'M STARTING TO LIKE CHEM PRAC :DD&lt;br /&gt;enjoying it more and more! oohhh whee.&lt;br /&gt;chinese was super slack. li ting, lay cheng &amp; i were talking and chatting away as usual, right at the back of the class.&lt;br /&gt;li ting was like counting down to recess?!? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, recess sucked even though we had DJs in our school canteen playing music everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we left our bags at one area and went to buy our food.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so this girl, she came and took our place.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;li ting went back first, and i think she told that girl that that was our place, and asked her if she could move. i think they quarrelled a bit or smth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then i came back &amp; asked li ting what happened.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;OKAY. i was damn annoyed. so i confronted her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'scuse me, we were like, here first? mind moving?'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and she went 'no you were not' with a SUPER SUPER SUPER irritating whiney voice and was rolling her eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohmygod. i felt like kicking her ass. i was cursing &amp; swearing at her like @!#%&amp;amp;?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then she left her food there &amp; went off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;li ting and i almost poured her green tea into her food. seriously.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so yeah, she came back with her friend a few mins later and said&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'hey, you know those fucking bitch asses over there? especially the small one, ohmy. she's so rude please. total bitch man. IDIOT.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;okay, so we were like DAMN PISSED.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i couldn't take it so i shouted 'fuck off la bitch face, get lost'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she was like speechless and totally ignored me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank goodness she MOVED. sheesh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to think a sec4 will act like a childish freako.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, NO BAND TODAY :DD&lt;br /&gt;i was so afraid i wouldn't have time to after band to finish up my english personal account essay thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-115313481297812623?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115313481297812623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=115313481297812623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115313481297812623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115313481297812623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/07/frisbee-fun-at-pe-today-haha-i-fell.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-115280012315374681</id><published>2006-07-13T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T03:53:07.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>juicy, i'm doing it already okay! lol.&lt;br /&gt;oh, laycheng im doing it as well :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. kathleen&lt;br /&gt;2. li ting&lt;br /&gt;3. shalene&lt;br /&gt;4. lay cheng&lt;br /&gt;5. jessica&lt;br /&gt;6. gervin&lt;br /&gt;7. alyssa&lt;br /&gt;8. charmaine ng&lt;br /&gt;9. lee boon&lt;br /&gt;10. charmaine chew&lt;br /&gt;11. tess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. How did you meet 10?;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charmaine Chew &lt;/strong&gt;she's in the same class as me this year (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. What would you do if you never met 2?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Li Ting&lt;/strong&gt; i probably would not laugh so much everyday, &amp; i'd have one less person to crap with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. What would you do if 9 and 11 dated?;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lee Boon &amp; Tess&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA, so perfect (: they're already the best of friends. i'd ask lee boon how she's gonna reject all of her A-Z boyfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4.Do you like 7?;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alyssa &lt;/strong&gt;yup, when she's not so crazy. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5.would 5 and 6 make a good couple?;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jessica &amp; Gervin &lt;/strong&gt;ERRR. hahaha. maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6.Describe 3.;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shalene &lt;/strong&gt;she's a duck backside, a rapist, and a super funny person who always cracks me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7.Do you think 8 is attractive;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charmaine Ng &lt;/strong&gt;obviously! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8.Tell me something about 2.;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Li Ting &lt;/strong&gt;she likes to drink icy pearly soya milk from mr bean just like me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;9.Do you know any of 4's family?;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lay Cheng &lt;/strong&gt;not exactly. but i know she has a sister in sec 1 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;10.Whats 5's favourite things?;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jessica &lt;/strong&gt;ohmygod. i don't know! lol. goshness. okay, i think it's kang kong *ahem, BRANDON ROUTH, and ERM -thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;11.What would you do if 3 confesses he/she likes you.;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tess &lt;/strong&gt;i would tell her i found that out long ago :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;12.What language does 6 speak?;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gervin&lt;/strong&gt; english, chinese and loser language! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;13.Who is 9 going out with?;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lee Boon&lt;/strong&gt; Darryl. Chris is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;14. How old is 8 now?;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charmaine Ng&lt;/strong&gt; 15! but i thought juicy said she was a baby. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.When was the last time you talked to 1?;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kathleen &lt;/strong&gt;30 seconds ago (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;16.What is 2's favourite band/singer?;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Li Ting&lt;/strong&gt; Click Five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;17.Would you ever date 7?;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alyssa &lt;/strong&gt;no. and never =x lol! okay whatever, i'm so straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;People whom you want to pass this on;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalene, Kathleen, Li Ting and whoever wants to do this :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-115280012315374681?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115280012315374681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=115280012315374681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115280012315374681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115280012315374681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/07/juicy-im-doing-it-already-okay-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-115279052082178084</id><published>2006-07-13T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T04:35:20.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohmy. i'm getting super lazy ): this is really bad.&lt;br /&gt;i just swore i'm never gonna be lazy again &amp; wth. HAHA. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I SO NEED TO DIET AGAIN!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;omg. i'm like so fat already. shit. damn depressed. i need to lose weight so badly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;please stop me if any of you see me eating any sinful stuff. thanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, mrs kong didn't come to school today!&lt;br /&gt;so sad. we couldn't play anymore ): haha. mrs chu took over our class. she's a damn good teacher, totally :D omgness. i wish she was our bio teacher. we'll all do so well i bet :D&lt;br /&gt;mr ng didn't come as well. i bet alyssa was depressed.&lt;br /&gt;she was disturbing me during E &amp; A math lessons like craaaazy.&lt;br /&gt;she's so mad. lol!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i SO do not understand trigonometry ): that mr ng doesn't teach well at all.&lt;br /&gt;all the formulae and whatever crappy shit. ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;CAN SOMEONE TUTOR ME PLEASEEEE. i will love you so muchh &amp;amp; for the rest of my lifeee (:&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with kathleen (loser), liting, gerving, alyssa &amp; germaine at kfc today.&lt;br /&gt;i shan't talk about what happened there =x HAHA. sighhhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH was ultra traumatising.. miss wong showed us a video on feet binding.&lt;br /&gt;wth? omggg. i mean i still don't get why people go through all that suffering, pain &amp; torture just to get their feet looking so distorted and ugly.&lt;br /&gt;it's really freaky i swear. and i went weak all over when i saw the image of the foot! the whole class did too as well. so yucks. gross. totally disgusted. it really doesn't make sense to do such a cruel thing to your own body, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;it's totally like, destroying and disfiguring yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, anyway, kathleen &amp; gervin are going for their choir olympics thing tmr.&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST people :D&lt;br /&gt;good luck okay &amp;amp; sing well yeah?&lt;br /&gt;remember the souvenirs. i'll miss you guys (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-115279052082178084?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115279052082178084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=115279052082178084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115279052082178084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115279052082178084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/07/ohmy.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-115270558714138358</id><published>2006-07-12T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T04:59:47.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i shall update since shalene the duck backside asked me to! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE WEDNESDAYS ((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's like ONLY four different classes the whole day! &lt;em&gt;ooh wheeee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, double a math and geog lessons are such killers.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had FUN during bio practical :DDD&lt;br /&gt;now almost everyone have different names! lol.&lt;br /&gt;exchanging names is damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we were suppose to cut one thin piece of celery and view it under the microscope.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised i'm so pro at cutting it! :D ahah.&lt;br /&gt;lee boon was super jealous luh. totally! lol.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and elizabeth (the fake me). she was practically cutting the whole celery into pieces because she couldn't cut them properly &amp; she wanted to practice her cutting skills. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it was really fun but the whole microscopic thing makes you giddy like shit ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHH &amp; i learnt to fold straw hearts :D&lt;br /&gt;YAYNESS. after 3124689 years i finally learnt it!&lt;br /&gt;liting learnt as well.&lt;br /&gt;we were like super addicted and stole tons of straws from the canteen! (: haha.&lt;br /&gt;okay. i wanna learn straw STARS next. wheee :D&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch with liting and lays. met a really really cute girl! ohmy.&lt;br /&gt;liting couldn't stop playing with her. i think she was scaring her more though. lol!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, she was damn ke ai please! she followed us around popular, running here &amp; there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kathleen is super loser.&lt;br /&gt;she thinks its DEGRADING to watch pirates of the carribean just cus it has a 'G' rating -.-&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-115270558714138358?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115270558714138358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=115270558714138358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115270558714138358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115270558714138358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-shall-update-since-shalene-duck.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-115225862378374476</id><published>2006-07-07T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T04:43:02.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E learning is dreary, uninteresting &amp; dull.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously speaking, i feel that even slideshows, powerpoint presentations can make better teachers than some teachers themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;afterall, it's not so bad when there's MSN :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that e learning is a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;i mean like hellooo? we're so vulnerable to the deadly temptation to go &lt;em&gt;friendster, blogging, chatting, downloading music &lt;/em&gt;etc etc we can't possibly get work properly done in those conditions right?&lt;br /&gt;haha. okay. i guess i think too much.&lt;br /&gt;so i spent half of my Thursday afternoon downloading music &amp;amp; exchanging songs with liting and the other half doing online tests.&lt;br /&gt;they were a complete blowoff. ohhhhhh depression ):&lt;br /&gt;i guess i really need some time to actually sit down, &amp; seriously revise my work for ONCE.&lt;br /&gt;8 points for SAJC. &lt;strong&gt;i want this badly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can't believe kathleen thinks chris pine is a grizzly bear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we were talking about ERRHEMM last night.&lt;br /&gt;i think we both really hate ERHEMM now. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;'cause i've got you to make me feel stronger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;when the days are rough and an hour feels much longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bluelyzhuzhu.blogs.friendster.com/blur_gal_/2006/07/de_dae_.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-115225862378374476?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115225862378374476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=115225862378374476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115225862378374476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115225862378374476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/07/e-learning-is-dreary-uninteresting.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-115201910977873339</id><published>2006-07-04T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T00:53:30.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NO UNIFORM INSPECTION TODAY ):&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;i wore my long pinafore for NOTHING&lt;/strong&gt;! sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;had such a long and tedious day today. it kills.&lt;br /&gt;anyway today's the FIRST DAY i actually paid attention in chinese! (:&lt;br /&gt;yayy, even though i didn't understand a single word she said.&lt;br /&gt;too chimmy already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting with kathleen is a total nightmare, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;that loser ripped open my blouse like 6 times today?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A PERVERT ! lol. esp in front of MR MUS luh.&lt;br /&gt;i think he thought i was trying to strip.&lt;br /&gt;I ALMOST KILLED HER!&lt;br /&gt;she's crazy. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow it's super nice to suan her,&lt;br /&gt;except that it'll result in violent consequences.&lt;br /&gt;OH &amp; THAT SHALENE, the duck backside! during the whole of a math, she took me for her laogong &amp;amp; tried to seduce me.&lt;br /&gt;madness please.&lt;br /&gt;after that, had to go for a math retest ):&lt;br /&gt;my brain cells were dying!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it was extremely quiet until liting's stomach started growling SUPER loudly in the middle of the test. HAHA, omg. it was so funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-115201910977873339?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115201910977873339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=115201910977873339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115201910977873339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115201910977873339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/07/no-uniform-inspection-today-and-i-wore.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-115184479664795841</id><published>2006-07-01T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T05:53:16.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahhhh i so totally screwed up the interview with &lt;em&gt;erms&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;uhs&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, i doubt i'll even make it to com - &lt;strong&gt;not like i want to anyway&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;moreover i've never been on good terms with the senior band com, especially _______.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, ALYSSA! don't be so nervous okay?&lt;br /&gt;you'd definitely make it for band major! all the best (:&lt;br /&gt;liting &amp; i are supporting you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've gotta go for junior band practice every tuesday from now on ):&lt;br /&gt;damn depressing please.&lt;br /&gt;connie asked monica to choose her buddy, and out of EVERYONE, she had to choose me!&lt;br /&gt;if i'd known, i wouldn't have been so damn freaking nice to her ):&lt;br /&gt;i tried to tell her i was actually a very evil, mean &amp;amp; horrible senior deep inside, but that didn't work. i failed miserably.&lt;br /&gt;WHY OH WHY. it doesn't pay to be kind.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY TUESDAY AFTERNOON !! rahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the SYFOC was borrrring.&lt;br /&gt;the sun was scorching hot that afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;many took out their umbrellas, shades and what not.&lt;br /&gt;the most perfect example, LYNETTE CHONG.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. i was laughing at her like crazy. she's really a &lt;strong&gt;taitai&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;couldn't stop telling us how she regretted not bring her sunblock lotion &amp;amp; how the sun might harm her skin. haha. funny girl!&lt;br /&gt;shalene was super entertaining. made me laugh heaps with her hilarious nonsense. haha!&lt;br /&gt;oh, and she's really enthusiastic -&lt;br /&gt;she sang the loudest for all the SYF songs (because she's the only one who is actually singing), cheered the loudest for everything.&lt;br /&gt;anw, i finally understand the importance of WATER.&lt;br /&gt;dehydration really kills.&lt;br /&gt;the display band competition was great, omgness.&lt;br /&gt;i was totally awed and amazed by the wonderful performances!&lt;br /&gt;TKSS band was soooooo good please :D&lt;br /&gt;it's expected they'll win.&lt;br /&gt;the bowen drum major was utterly impressive, without a doubt.&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner later with michelle, amanda and liting at MOS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-115184479664795841?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115184479664795841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=115184479664795841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115184479664795841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115184479664795841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/07/ahhhh-i-so-totally-screwed-up.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-115167484962047442</id><published>2006-06-30T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T06:40:49.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>youth day celebration today!&lt;br /&gt;highly entertaining performances ALL around the school :D haha.&lt;br /&gt;the handbell performance by the primary school girls was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed it loads (: those cute little ones.&lt;br /&gt;OH and i saw gervin dancing!! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;she dance until so cute! omgggg.&lt;br /&gt;i was screaming and cheering for her like mad.&lt;br /&gt;tried to spot for kathleen but she was way behind. lucky for her =x&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i regretted volunteering to help shift the instruments and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;that fatigue almost killed me! it was seriously horrible, and we were all suffering like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;BEEP* was so irritating today. i can't stand it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SO ANNOYING PLEASE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;she's such an ass hole. I HATE HER! nvm, just half a year left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, took MRT with charmaine, germaine, jessica (pig!), kathleen, lynette &amp; stefanie to Orchard.&lt;br /&gt;they're seriously a crazy bunch of people who make such great company! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;kathleen was acting so loserfied again today, as usual. HAHAHA. except she's more loser today than yesterday. like - &lt;em&gt;growing up to be a loser.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*and please guys, tell me how you get into the cinemas without tickets! thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-115167484962047442?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115167484962047442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=115167484962047442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115167484962047442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115167484962047442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/06/youth-day-celebration-today-highly.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-115158250540722965</id><published>2006-06-29T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T05:01:45.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after PLR, i was walking up to class with gerv, liting and sha.&lt;br /&gt;i saw miss tan. okay, she was staring at my skirt.&lt;br /&gt;immediately, i was like , &lt;em&gt;OKAY RUNNNNN for my life!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT unfortunately it was too late.&lt;br /&gt;' Oh my. Why is your skirt SO short?! Isn't it time to change? '&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to go and die already! lol.&lt;br /&gt;so i just said ' Oh oh, changing already. '&lt;br /&gt;oh crazy. and she wanted to go on and on and on about how short it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fortunately&lt;/strong&gt; i managed to escape :D whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kathleen is CRAZY! lol.&lt;br /&gt;omg. she was like &lt;em&gt;grace likes to watch people watching pon, benard chan likes to stare at grace's ass&lt;/em&gt; the whole day to everyone luh!&lt;br /&gt;good thing i sent her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;breaking free &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;so hopefully she'll stop.&lt;br /&gt;haha. she's gonna drive me NUTS.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, chewy &amp; i agree that she's a developing loser :D&lt;br /&gt;a loser who is getting more loserfied as she grows older! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and kathleen, please stop drooling while watching couples make out okay?&lt;br /&gt;give them some PRIVACY !! lol.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had fun during lunch with chewy, gerv, kat, liting &amp;amp; shalene (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-115158250540722965?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115158250540722965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=115158250540722965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115158250540722965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115158250540722965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/06/after-plr-i-was-walking-up-to-class.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-115148654744872376</id><published>2006-06-28T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T02:22:27.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>biology class was uproarious :D&lt;br /&gt;miss ng was away, so this other new relief teacher taught us.&lt;br /&gt;omg! her english is seriously atrocious.&lt;br /&gt;she pronounces &lt;em&gt;LEAVES&lt;/em&gt; as &lt;em&gt;lives&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. and lots of other words as well.&lt;br /&gt;had a great time amusing ourselves! lol.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i don't know what's up with her asking questions =/&lt;br /&gt;the whole 2 periods were spent on asking us questions on the chapter we HAVE NOT started on.&lt;br /&gt;what's worse was she got me and elizabeth mixed up for some reason, so she kept calling me Elizabeth!&lt;br /&gt;'Elizabeth, why do plants shed their leaves during autumn?'&lt;br /&gt;okay, i was busy talking &amp; i didn't hear her question so i said 'yeah' and stared at her.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't stop laughing! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;so she asked me, 'You're Elizabeth, right? And the other girl is Grace?'&lt;br /&gt;we were all laughing like crazy LOL. so i said super SARCASTICALLY. 'Yeah, yeah' and shalene shouted, 'yes!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she really believed. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod. she's so unbelivable (:&lt;br /&gt;i told her earlier on I WAS GRACE when she took attendance. her memory hur! tsk.&lt;br /&gt;so shalene lied to her later she was 'marian' and marian lied to her she was 'shalene'&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHA. we're so evil i know :D but it was heaps of fun fun fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*OHH and, please BEWARE. shalene the dangerous likes to rape people &amp; she's a boob whacker. lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assembly was er okay.&lt;br /&gt;talking about how to DRESS SMARTLY, wearing our school uniform the right way, as well as appearance and attire.&lt;br /&gt;i think i fail in every aspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;length of skirt, belt, socks, earrings, hair accessory.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all fail.&lt;br /&gt;and i got caught by mrs kunna for my short skirt ): so shitty.&lt;br /&gt;i gotta change soon or else i &lt;em&gt;die like @!#?%&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't imagine &lt;strong&gt;drama night &lt;/strong&gt;is at our school's hall!&lt;br /&gt;sadded. i doubt i'll be going anymore.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow,&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to go for the SYF opening on saturday to see kathleen and gervin in their apron attire XD hehh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-115148654744872376?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115148654744872376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=115148654744872376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115148654744872376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115148654744872376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/06/biology-class-was-uproarious-d-miss-ng.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-115140383072329412</id><published>2006-06-27T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T04:24:42.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first day of school was pretty cool! (:&lt;br /&gt;it was soo slack please :DD and fun fun! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TWO PERIODS OF RECESS&lt;/strong&gt; - total yayness!!&lt;br /&gt;i think the cash card system is totally gay and dumb.&lt;br /&gt;cash is so much more convenient and easier please. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it was sweeeet to see threetwo again after so long! :D yeppps.&lt;br /&gt;our new e math teacher is WEIRD. alyssa thinks he is sexy! can't believe it. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;crap i hope she doesn't see this. he was like asking us to write an into of ourselves, talents (wth? LOL), what we would like to see in a math class, what we would like to know about math which is outside school curriculum, blah blah. omg it's so loser &amp; lame. haha.&lt;br /&gt;OH YES, we took height and weight too. i'm so depressed. i'm so short please! moreover i shrank by a wonderful 0.2cm ): booo. will i ever HIT 160? EVER?&lt;br /&gt;band was quite okay, considering that we had &lt;em&gt;SECTIONALS&lt;/em&gt; :D ahemahem.&lt;br /&gt;did our SYF piece &amp; some &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;crap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sightreading after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate sightreading please! ):&lt;br /&gt;after band, veronica and i chanced upon a super funny incident!&lt;br /&gt;damn hilarious luh! haha.&lt;br /&gt;cus i saw kinny from afar, and i was shouting &lt;em&gt;hi boyfriend&lt;/em&gt; super duper loudly, and i think this man in front thought i was calling and waving to him, so he waved back excitedly. WTH?!? HAHAHA. worse thing is, he asked his son and his wife to wave back at me! ego shit! hahhah.&lt;br /&gt;veronica and i couldn't stop laughing at them.&lt;br /&gt;i think they probably thought we were mad? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHALENE :DDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;have a fabulous fifteenth birthday! LOVE YOU LOTS LOTS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're 15 already! IM JEALOUS* ): haha.&lt;br /&gt;so sad. i want my IC so badly please.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm really glad to have a friend like you! haha.&lt;br /&gt;always doing silly stuff in class. my source of laughter :D&lt;br /&gt;stay cheeerful always okay! and smile smile smile. love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry i forgot your present dear. HEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH, and thanks for entertaining me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i finally understand typical ah lian culture (: heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;٭ SHALENE' 30 &amp;amp; counting. :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii lUrbb euu w0rxzxz !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;٭ SHALENE' 30 &amp; counting. :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;al0rrtts !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;٭ SHALENE' 30 &amp;amp; counting. :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahzxz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fatal attraction. :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii lurbbs euu l0tx l0tx tuuu! =D muackksxzz`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;٭ SHALENE' 30 &amp; counting. :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mUarkkcszxz ~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fatal attraction. :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w0 henn aii nii ba00 bei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;٭ SHALENE' 30 &amp;amp; counting. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;w0 ye Shiii .!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;٭ SHALENE' 30 &amp; counting. :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nI aI w0 du0 shao0 ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fatal attraction. :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w0 duii ni de aii jiiu xiiang yue liiAngX. yUe liiang daii biia0 wo de xiin! =D wo de dearx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;٭ SHALENE' 30 &amp;amp; counting. :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w0 xiAn zAi gEng Ai nI leerrzxz dEarzxz !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;٭ SHALENE' 30 &amp; counting. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;w0 dE ba0 bEi ~`` !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only two lessons today! CHINESE &amp;amp; CHINESE! ): haha.&lt;br /&gt;i so hate chinese. but it wasn't so bad.&lt;br /&gt;cus we got to listen to lao shi's touching story of her mother for almost that two whole periods.&lt;br /&gt;damn cool :D almost moved me to tears.&lt;br /&gt;retreat was sweeeet! (: probably sentimental for some.&lt;br /&gt;i preferred last year's though.&lt;br /&gt;i so suffered sitting next to kathleen! HAHA. that mashimaro girl..&lt;br /&gt;but it was entertaining though! cus 1/2 the time i was uttering rubbish with her.&lt;br /&gt;she's VIOLENT (please take note)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;songs like reach, if we hold on together, at the beginning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conjured the emotional side of most of us.&lt;br /&gt;lots of hugs, hugs and more hugs throughout the whole retreat!&lt;br /&gt;retreat's such an unforgettable and lovely experience.&lt;br /&gt;something that i can never ask for (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-115140383072329412?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115140383072329412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=115140383072329412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115140383072329412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115140383072329412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/06/first-day-of-school-was-pretty-cool-it.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-115122378404424469</id><published>2006-06-25T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T01:23:04.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'll never believe in miracles till i experience one myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-115122378404424469?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115122378404424469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=115122378404424469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115122378404424469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115122378404424469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/06/ill-never-believe-in-miracles-till-i.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-115115453990836032</id><published>2006-06-24T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T06:08:59.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched Fantasia VI on dvd today!&lt;br /&gt;it was damn funny, couldn't stop laughing... at LUCILLE.&lt;br /&gt;her that '&lt;em&gt; i'm i'm.. i'm speechless ' &lt;/em&gt;thing, which cracked all of us up :D&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;that cute &amp; silly thing! lol.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the backstage scenes were damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;especially the part with joan and noelle pretending to get married with the ring! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; there was one part when i was giving some 'speech' to the whole percussion section with lots of hand actions. SO EMBARRASSING. lol. i was wondering what the hell i was doing?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, watching the whole recording brought back sweet memories for all of us (:&lt;br /&gt;the fun fun fun we shared, &amp; the tough practices and training we had to go through to make this concert a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'M SO GLAD WE DIDN'T HAVE UNIFORM INSPECTION TODAY :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was soooo afraid i'll get caught for short skirt!! yayness. i'm feeling lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stage at the carnival today was so freaking SMALL.&lt;br /&gt;we were all cramped together with barely enough space at all.&lt;br /&gt;the chicken little song went super well! yay :D&lt;br /&gt;anyway, all the shifting of percussion instruments from place to place, up and down the lorry, up and down the stage, left to right, right to left has got me totally exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh ):&lt;br /&gt;after the performance, went for dinner with kinny, jayni and sarah at tp.&lt;br /&gt;and i ALMOST took the wrong bus home, cus i didn't know which side to take from.&lt;br /&gt;so i crossed the bridge 3-4 times like some swagu ): AHHH.&lt;br /&gt;if only someone with a good sense of direction would influence me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-115115453990836032?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115115453990836032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=115115453990836032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115115453990836032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115115453990836032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/06/watched-fantasia-vi-on-dvd-today-it.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-115088277307621661</id><published>2006-06-21T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T02:39:33.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I will not be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lazy&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;lazy&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;lazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I will never attempt to do last minute work/studying&lt;br /&gt;3. I will not day dream in class&lt;br /&gt;4. I &lt;strong&gt;will&lt;/strong&gt; do my homework :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-115088277307621661?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115088277307621661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=115088277307621661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115088277307621661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115088277307621661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/06/1.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-115079378600636125</id><published>2006-06-20T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T01:56:57.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="250" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://petswf.bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/swf/pig" width="250" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="clr=0x4aa3fd&amp;cn=charsiew&amp;amp;an=grace" bgcolor="ffffff" quality="high"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/"&gt;adopt your own virtual pet!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-115079378600636125?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115079378600636125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=115079378600636125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115079378600636125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115079378600636125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/06/adopt-your-own-virtual-pet.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-115010796059988782</id><published>2006-06-12T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T03:58:17.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>band practice was pretty interesting today!&lt;br /&gt;haha. kinda slack, oh wheee :D FIRST time in history please.&lt;br /&gt;RECORD (:&lt;br /&gt;mr tan and his lame jokes cracked all of us up over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;couldn't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;jayni was acting so funny and weird too luh. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;AND...&lt;br /&gt;asyikin owes me 5 million dollars for 5 of my million dollar smiles! grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. homework time ):&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO DEAD. SOMEBODY SAVE ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;band performance at Thomson Community Centre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24th June, 4.45pm-5.30pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DRAGOSTEA DIN TEI ; MY NIGHTMARE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-115010796059988782?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115010796059988782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=115010796059988782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/115010796059988782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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someone dear, HEIGHTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three Of Your Everyday Essentials:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wallet, handphone and contacts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three Things You're Wearing Now:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my shorts, a shirt, and underwear? lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three of Your Favorite Bands or Musical Artists at the moment:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Click Five, Kelly Clarkson, Nickelback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three of Your Favorite Songs at the moment:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick Lachey - What's Left of me&lt;br /&gt;The Click Five - Time Machine&lt;br /&gt;3 doors down - Here Without You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three Things You Want in a Relationship (other than love):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust, sensitivity and understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two Truths and a Lie:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate chocolate ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;pepsi twist makes me high :D&lt;br /&gt;i sleepwalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three Physical Things about the Opposite Sex that Appeal to You:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hair, eyes, bod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three of Your Favourite Hobbies:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING :DD ice skating, and watching movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three Things You want really badly right now:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;black pleated skirt, blue fox skirt, N6131 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three Places You Want to go on Vacation:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perth, London, San Francisco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three things you want to do before you die:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;travel around as many countries possible and have fun, watch my last sunset and tell the people i love how much they mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three people I would like to see take this quiz:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shalene, kathleen and laycheng.&lt;div 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114976803024896512</id><published>2006-06-08T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T05:00:30.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SHE'S THE MAN &lt;/strong&gt;was totally awesome!&lt;br /&gt;loads of laughter to make my day :DD&lt;br /&gt;loved it lots lots lots.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA WATCH IT AGAIN! haha. anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can't wait till my special weekend (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114976803024896512?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114976803024896512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;i'm going mad pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;screaming, crying, squeaking. oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;the terrible nightmare of having a baby at home ):&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i can't wait till sat when my parents are going JOHOR FOR A DAY :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;oh whee.&lt;br /&gt;i gotta make plans x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114967000843047314?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114967000843047314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114967000843047314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114967000843047314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114967000843047314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/06/homework-day-for-me-today-im-going-mad.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114935067557841004</id><published>2006-06-04T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T03:09:56.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went for band at 10 when it was suppose to be 8am!&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness mr chan didn't scold me when i told him i forgot :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went with liting, veronica and laycheng to UCC.&lt;br /&gt;waited SUPER long for QUEEN LAYCHENG at dhoby ghuat MRT station.&lt;br /&gt;lol. seriously, liting and i almost killed her, cus we were already super duper late.&lt;br /&gt;so the moment she got there, we were running to the northeast line to take the train to outram park.&lt;br /&gt;we almost took the wrong train! lol, super hilarious and frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;probably my poor sense of direction influenced everyone (: oops.&lt;br /&gt;it was reaaally rush for us. we were practically running here and there till we decided to take a cab from outram park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;THIS. was. the extremely fucked up part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we hailed a cab and told the uncle to get us to NUS UCC.&lt;br /&gt;okay, he understood that. yes.&lt;br /&gt;so drive drive drive.&lt;br /&gt;he was driving SUPER slowly like a snail, most probably like 55km/h.&lt;br /&gt;liting told him we were late, and asked if he could speed up a little.&lt;br /&gt;he said okay. AND WENT SLOWER.&lt;br /&gt;OHH. i'm so amazed by how well you understand english UNCLE.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what you're doing as a taxi driver.&lt;br /&gt;GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so we reached the campus. it was reaaaaally big.&lt;br /&gt;there's even a bus going around the school! haha.&lt;br /&gt;after like 10mins, we were like wondering what the hell we were doing, going round and round the school?&lt;br /&gt;so i asked the uncle if he knew where the place was.&lt;br /&gt;and he stared at me and said erm. maybe we could stop for a while and look at the map.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. at that moment i wanted to bash him up like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, if he didn't know, why drive us in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;i told him my map reading skills suck and i'm not gonna read any whatsoever map.&lt;br /&gt;but he came to a halt at a corner and took out the MAP OF SINGAPORE.&lt;br /&gt;i was seriously rolling my eyes at him.&lt;br /&gt;and he still could let the meter run when he's taking his own sweet time to browse slowly through the book.&lt;br /&gt;sheeesh.&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to get out of the cab and find our way there, ourselves (:&lt;br /&gt;it was a REALLY bad idea seriously. lol.&lt;br /&gt;we were trying to find our way here and there in that super big big big place!&lt;br /&gt;damn hopeless that we almost gave up.&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN. we spotted a bus stop! yayness :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;so we went there to wait for the bus.&lt;br /&gt;we missed two. cus we didn't know we were supposed to take that bus. lol.&lt;br /&gt;a lot of time wasted, but i got to tan a bit in the bus stop. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;side effects of frustration, forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;i shan't continue further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;dance night was fab (:&lt;br /&gt;everyone was looking great!&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGOD. loved the breakdancing by the outside dancers.&lt;br /&gt;so hot! haha.&lt;br /&gt;i was like sooooo captivated man!&lt;br /&gt;anyway i so regret ushering. i'm so not gonna do it anymore&lt;em&gt; i swear&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it was killing me like crazy, but at least &lt;strong&gt;veronica, laycheng &amp; tessa &lt;/strong&gt;made it alright (:&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;there was this guy who came super early, with like, &lt;em&gt;i think&lt;/em&gt; probably 99 ROSES for his girlfriend or whoever. SO SWEEEEEET. its like so many red roses in that bouquet! awwww.&lt;br /&gt;i was like wow wow wow.&lt;br /&gt;and he was asking me where he can deposit them? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;so i told him along the wall of the entrance and he actually believed me -.-&lt;br /&gt;we were forced to help sell the programme booklets too! ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;that was the worst part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' would you like a programme booklet? '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they take it and say thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;' $2 please :DD '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it didn't turn out so bad! cus lots of people bought it (:&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU aline, charmaine, chewy, evlin, jessica :DD&lt;br /&gt;love you guys lots lots lots.&lt;br /&gt;and veronica had some trouble making this group of guys buy booklets from her and she pulled me into save her! it was damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;ohoh and met lynette's breakdancing boyfriend as well!&lt;br /&gt;or whatever you call that. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;saw lots of the latest scandals. fun fun :D&lt;br /&gt;she was SOOOO enthralled by mr jiow dancing and couldn't stop complimenting on how hot hot hot he was!&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't help but laugh like shit.&lt;br /&gt;oh geeee if only i didn't usher ): haha.&lt;br /&gt;didn't get to watch the whole performance too.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;there's still drama night! can't wait XD heh.&lt;br /&gt;tessa's dad drove us to dover MRT station after the whole thing was over.&lt;br /&gt;so the rest of us took MRT home from there.&lt;br /&gt;AND THE MOST EMBARRASSING AND FUNNIEST THING THAT COULD EVER HAPPEN, HAPPENED.&lt;br /&gt;lol. i can't talk about it or else elsie will strangle me to death. so yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114935067557841004?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114935067557841004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114935067557841004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114935067557841004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114935067557841004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/06/went-for-band-at-10-when-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114915195378547555</id><published>2006-06-01T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T05:03:59.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;a walk to remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; last night.&lt;br /&gt;kathleen was reminding me to watch like crazy the past two days! haha.&lt;br /&gt;she wanted me to cry.&lt;br /&gt;how sadistic right!&lt;br /&gt;seriously, the movie was SO TOUCHING and sad i could hardly contain my tears.&lt;br /&gt;i cried buckets, more of which i was moved to tears.&lt;br /&gt;i never cried so much in my whole life before!&lt;br /&gt;the story line's really beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;loved it!&lt;br /&gt;and the lead actor &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;shane west&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was so :DDD&lt;br /&gt;eye candy!&lt;br /&gt;he was willing to sacrifice SO MUCH for her.&lt;br /&gt;everything he had.&lt;br /&gt;an awesome love story! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114915195378547555?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114915195378547555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114915195378547555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114915195378547555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114915195378547555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/06/watched-walk-to-remember-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114863286426268770</id><published>2006-05-26T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T01:41:04.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched x-men with kat, jessica, charmaine, chewy, catherine, evlin and alyssa at cine today.&lt;br /&gt;major disappointment please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;charles xavier&lt;/strong&gt; died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCOTT&lt;/strong&gt; died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jean grey&lt;/strong&gt; died.&lt;br /&gt;what the hell. lol.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i sort of enjoyed the movie though! :D&lt;br /&gt;lots of cool action action! (:&lt;br /&gt;OMG. HUGH JACKMAN WAS HOTSTUFF PLEASE :DD&lt;br /&gt;halle berry was way cool too. cathy loved her eyes!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;jean grey was super freaky.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i wanna catch superman returns! i bet it's gonna be greaaat (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114863286426268770?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114863286426268770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114863286426268770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114863286426268770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114863286426268770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/watched-x-men-with-kat-jessica.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114847132155247979</id><published>2006-05-24T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T05:03:15.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3/2 came in second overall! yayness :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did really really well for the netball games and came in first for our pretty banner (:&lt;br /&gt;i'm so proud of 3/2! wheeee.&lt;br /&gt;cheerleading comp didn't go as well as we planned to, but we still had &lt;em&gt;fun fun fun as a class :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you to marian and sam who got the whole cheer thing together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with liting in the morning at toa payoh.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't believe we actually took the same train! haha.&lt;br /&gt;bumped into celine and capri as well, so we went kallang together.&lt;br /&gt;i think i've gone slightly tanner. yay!! :DD lol.&lt;br /&gt;went out with aline, catherine, charmaine, jessica, liting, marian and michelle after that.&lt;br /&gt;we planned to cab to town at first and waited damn long for the taxis because people were stealing our cabbies. they were so @#$?%#@!*!&lt;br /&gt;ahhh damn pissed ):&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, we decided to take a bus to suntec that area in the end.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow we ended up in marina square! lol.&lt;br /&gt;michelle and charmaine were obsessed with their cameras and were taking photos at every opportunity! HAHA. goodness.&lt;br /&gt;yups. after walking here and there for a long time, we finally settled at kenny rogers for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;shared a lunch special thingie with liting.&lt;br /&gt;i can't imagine i ordered MACARONI WITH CHEESE for sidedish please.&lt;br /&gt;ITS SO FATTENING. ohmygosh. but of cus, i realised it before i finished it!&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda gross anyway. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="207" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1936/1725/320/Image014.jpg" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halfway after eating, juicy, aline, me and liting went to check out the toilet! it was damn nice! so many mirrors.. lol. kidding. i was desperately trying to see the part of my hair which was sprayed green. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after that, we went watsons to get sweets, chocolates and candies for cathy :D mentos, maltesers, hershey's kisses, smarties, m&amp;amp;ms and what not. lovely delights! of course, it was a surprise for cathy and we couldn't let her know that juicy and aline was planning for it, so i had to keep it.&lt;br /&gt;and to my horror, she and the rest asked what i bought. i was like panicking. so i told her i bought condoms. HAHA. all flavours. ok. it was a pretty bad lie, but still i had to sacrifice my innocence just to keep the surprise going :D anyway, it was really funny later on when we gave her the bottle which we put all the sweets and chocolates in. HAPPY BIRTHDAY cathy! (: we walked around marina square later. it was most certainly enjoyable with them. lovely people who made my day. and i bought my TORTOISE!! i was super happy when i saw it! haha. anyway, i so need to go marina square again for a shopping trip! saw so many stuff i wanna get.. SAVING TIME (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so tired after a long day. yawns.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could be the start&lt;br /&gt;Of something new&lt;br /&gt;It feels so right&lt;br /&gt;To be here with you&lt;br /&gt;And now looking in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I feel in my heart&lt;br /&gt;The start of something new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;love this song to bits (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114847132155247979?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114847132155247979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114847132155247979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114847132155247979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114847132155247979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/32-came-in-second-overall-yayness-d-we.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114838600435693442</id><published>2006-05-23T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T05:50:35.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i HAPPY BIRTHDAY JUICY :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE CHAN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to school for cheer again.&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't say we're prepared for the competition tmr, but i really hope it all goes well and we don't screw up any parts ):&lt;br /&gt;marian fell during elevator. i hope she's alright and feeling better already!&lt;br /&gt;after cheer, we went to the canteen to wait for aline, evlin, shirlynn and catherine to come back with juicy's surprise birthday cake and pizza.&lt;br /&gt;it was SUPER sweeet of them! they came in and we were all singing &lt;strong&gt;happy birthday &lt;/strong&gt;to jessica.&lt;br /&gt;she was damn shy please! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;yups. so we all ate the cake and sat around talking for a while before li ting, cheryl, pat and i went off for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;cheryl went off halfway for her dental appointment to get her metal retainers.&lt;br /&gt;and speaking of RETAINERS, i haven't wore mine for months.&lt;br /&gt;OH MY.. i'm so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;but it's like those plastic retainers are damn uncomfortable and it's difficult to talk in them.&lt;br /&gt;i hope the dentist doesn't kill me! he said i'm suppose to wear it ALL THE TIME with the exception of eating and brushing my teeth FOR SIX MONTHS.&lt;br /&gt;what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;i rather wear braces ): they're so much prettier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bishan with pat and li ting to get jessica's birthday present!&lt;br /&gt;it was reaaaaaally tough, and we were practically going into every shop cus we didn't know what kind of thing juicy would like.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygosh. and action city has new tortoises!! so cute please.&lt;br /&gt;its like there's a pink and brown version now. im going crazy over them!&lt;br /&gt;but still my maomao version is cuter :D&lt;br /&gt;and there was this SUPER big tortoise i wanted to get juicy, but li ting said the medium size was cuter which was so not! lol.&lt;br /&gt;the bigger one was so nice to hug.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we decided in the end to get her something from perlini's silver.&lt;br /&gt;and pat, got herself a pair of earrings and a pouch earlier on as well. lol.&lt;br /&gt;she's such a shopping queen.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i have no idea how long we spent at perlini's silver.&lt;br /&gt;it was really really really really really TOUGH. we almost died! lol.&lt;br /&gt;and i saw a pair of earrings i wanted so badly ):&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gonna get it asap when i've got money.&lt;br /&gt;i'm as broke as anything now!&lt;br /&gt;it's damn nice.. i need to go for a shopping trip for earrings. and belts as well!&lt;br /&gt;okay. i shall start planning :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114838600435693442?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114838600435693442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114838600435693442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114838600435693442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114838600435693442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-happy-birthday-juicy-d-i-love-chan.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114830045325589036</id><published>2006-05-22T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T05:20:53.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>physically drained!&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;cheerleading practice today almost killed me. lol.&lt;br /&gt;at least i had lee boon to crap around with! haha.&lt;br /&gt;she's so funny :D&lt;br /&gt;and we were playing balancing and trying to pose on the yellow thingies on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;damn funny, couldn't stop laughing at her.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so glad our stunts and formation went well today (:&lt;br /&gt;i guessed we improve a lot since... last week. haha.&lt;br /&gt;hope it'll all go well on wednesday during the competition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we're all in this together and it shows when we stand, hand in hand, make our dreams come true.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114830045325589036?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114830045325589036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114830045325589036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114830045325589036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114830045325589036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/physically-drained-im-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114819403384450911</id><published>2006-05-21T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T23:47:13.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;reply to LAYCHENG's post:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYCHENG WHAT FLIRT! lol.&lt;br /&gt;i go there and *BISH you ok!&lt;br /&gt;i so did not!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;lol. its those two unknown gangster gorillas!&lt;br /&gt;so rubbish la you.&lt;br /&gt;@$#!@$5$#^&lt;br /&gt;AND you kept stealing my customers okay..&lt;br /&gt;still can say. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i bet its gonna be my first and last flag day anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114819403384450911?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114819403384450911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114819403384450911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114819403384450911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114819403384450911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/reply-to-laychengs-post-laycheng-what.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114813607831778239</id><published>2006-05-20T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T07:41:18.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellos grass!(:&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed myself during flag day today&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;with all those "you zhi" actions from you&lt;br /&gt;btw stop flirting or in our next flag day&lt;br /&gt;there will be more &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;guys&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i would like to take this opportunity to thank YOU!&lt;br /&gt;my friend of &lt;strong&gt;5 years&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for making my day today&lt;br /&gt;creating my friendster account&lt;br /&gt;inviting me to post in your blog&lt;br /&gt;and of course&lt;br /&gt;being such a great friend&lt;br /&gt;now you owe me a treat!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't be too disappointed by your MYs k&lt;br /&gt;must work harder!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;-LAY CHENG (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114813607831778239?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114813607831778239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114813607831778239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114813607831778239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114813607831778239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/hellos-grass-i-enjoyed-myself-during.html' title=''/><author><name>laycheng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06295845676449006301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114795607080638730</id><published>2006-05-18T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T05:41:10.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooo yey! i'm in ur blog grace..HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114795607080638730?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114795607080638730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114795607080638730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114795607080638730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114795607080638730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/ooo-yey-im-in-ur-blog-grace.html' title=''/><author><name>vinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15297268605755402903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114795809903920733</id><published>2006-05-17T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T06:14:59.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just give me a break from all these fucked up nonsense oh all these freaking shit my horrible misery i just wanna get out screaming shit hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@$#@%%$%$#5&lt;br /&gt;gfdghfdhreyherhdfg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's the worst day of my life! ):&lt;br /&gt;so many bad things happened.&lt;br /&gt;ok &lt;strong&gt;SO ITS SETTLED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna study way harder for final year exams i swear.&lt;br /&gt;i mean it.&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE LAST MINUTE STUDYING.&lt;br /&gt;it worked wonderfully in sec1 and sec2 but not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i just so regret.&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS IT - i had enough.&lt;br /&gt; i wanna run far far away to some quiet place and scream my lungs out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for CIP this saturday.&lt;br /&gt;my first flag day! haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. its at NOVENA.&lt;br /&gt;the most boring place on earth can! lol.&lt;br /&gt;AND OHMYGOSH. the sec3s gotta partner the sec1s.&lt;br /&gt;madness. misery ):&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go with my section!&lt;br /&gt;i miss my percussionists.&lt;br /&gt;rahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;doubts and fears revolving incessantly in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just hoping that this darkness and pitch-black would go away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;let the pretty golden stars shine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114795809903920733?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114795809903920733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114795809903920733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114795809903920733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114795809903920733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-give-me-break-from-all-these.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114786707194549206</id><published>2006-05-17T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T04:57:51.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need a gun to shoot myself this thing is driving me insane i wanna get out of reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs wong told me &lt;strong&gt;i failed a math.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE A MATH TUITION AND I FAIL A MATH?!?&lt;br /&gt;what the hell am i doing!&lt;br /&gt;damn sickening la.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna bring lots of tissue tmr ):&lt;br /&gt;i hate results day!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna run far far away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my throat is killing me like hell!&lt;br /&gt;I HATE SORETHROATS. i could hardly eat dinner at all..&lt;br /&gt;plus i got some freaking flu now. urghhhhh ):&lt;br /&gt;i wanna cry already!! AHHHHHHHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114786707194549206?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114786707194549206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114786707194549206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114786707194549206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114786707194549206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-need-gun-to-shoot-myself-this-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114778376174456079</id><published>2006-05-16T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T05:49:21.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;POST EXAM ACTIVITIES ARE BORING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i think i'd probably do a better job at organising activities please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started out with the netball comp briefing.&lt;br /&gt;i think it was the BEST time of the day.&lt;br /&gt;it was the ONLY time during the day when our class was together having so much fun! haha.&lt;br /&gt;LEEBOON IS SERIOUSLY A PROFESSIONAL AT SCREAMING.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh! i almost went deaf twice.&lt;br /&gt;just tickle her a bit and she went hay-wire.&lt;br /&gt;PLUS shalene pulled up my skirt THRICE. ahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i can't wait for it ! bet it's gonna be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;hope our cheerleading's gonna be great.&lt;br /&gt;just thinking about the one last year brings back a sense of nostalgia.&lt;br /&gt;i miss twofour so much &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;the 2 years we all spent together; i'll treasure them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had PRAXIS later.&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS SO A WASTE OF TIME.&lt;br /&gt;it's outrageously &lt;strong&gt;BORING &lt;/strong&gt;please.&lt;br /&gt;in addition, we all got separated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but at least i had juicy, aline and celine :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its like, our instructor or whatever you call him,&lt;br /&gt;his whole shirt was drenched with perspiration.&lt;br /&gt;it was totally BAD. i think he fell into a pond or something.&lt;br /&gt;damn gross. i shan't comment further. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i think jessica thought it was hot - probably turned her on! hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, so he gave us an introduction of himself and showed us a slide of his PERSONAL PROFILE. HAHAHA. couldn't stop laughing!&lt;br /&gt;first half of it almost killed me seriously. and so i started msging jessica, since she was sad she didn't have any message. lol.&lt;br /&gt;super lame. esp when i was JUST beside her.&lt;br /&gt;so we started on the PRAXIS board game thingie.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i was the poorest! lol.&lt;br /&gt;i was damn sad, got retrenched so many times..&lt;br /&gt;my luck was pretty bad! haha.&lt;br /&gt;aline was extremely lucky. so was juicy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after what seemed like eternity, school finally ended and i went to Mac's for lunch with gervin, li ting and kat.&lt;br /&gt;we decided to go gervin's house after that to watch some youtube videos.&lt;br /&gt;had a great time entertaining ourselves!&lt;br /&gt;it was funny like crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114778376174456079?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114778376174456079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114778376174456079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114778376174456079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114778376174456079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/post-exam-activities-are-boring-i.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114770097320062730</id><published>2006-05-15T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T06:49:33.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to orchard with laycheng, liting and tessa.&lt;br /&gt;okay. it was supposed to be a crazy shopping trip! lol. but it didn't turn out so.&lt;br /&gt;had lots of fun still :D&lt;br /&gt;it was damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;we were talking so much that we hardly noticed where we were going!&lt;br /&gt;LOL. yes. AND.. we ended up at shaw plaza instead of cine.&lt;br /&gt;so we went far east instead to eat at KFC and then we headed to the neoprint store!&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went to cine.. walked around a bit and met shirlynn and evlin! haha.&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to go the the arcade but ballsie was in her uniform ):&lt;br /&gt;sadness.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, so we went to heeren. up and down many times.&lt;br /&gt;and i bought a white top! lol. i love it to bits!&lt;br /&gt;laycheng and liting were deciding if they should get the bag.&lt;br /&gt;it was cute! and there were openings and zips at the side.&lt;br /&gt;they didn't get it in the end though, and they totally regretted in the end. haha.&lt;br /&gt;we went taka later to get laycheng's TEAPOT. LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't stop laughing at her.&lt;br /&gt;so damn cute! buy teapot for her mum. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;yes. so she was deciding which teapot to get. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;she decided on one, and called her mum to ask if it was okay, but she said it was too small.&lt;br /&gt;so i told ballsie to get a vase instead.. just scoop the teacups inside!&lt;br /&gt;plus its BIG.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we met michelle and tess too.&lt;br /&gt;later on, we went to a few shops to try on hats!&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty more of a HAT day than a shopping day. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get a busboy hat! its damn cool :DD&lt;br /&gt;we went to almost everywhere in orchard.. and i was like the only ONE who was trying on clothes and picking stuff to buy. the rest just watched me? lol.&lt;br /&gt;i so badly wanted this mango top! but it was $45.&lt;br /&gt;im so brokeee. man.&lt;br /&gt;liting was practically like half dead! ): damn sad. haha&lt;br /&gt;oh great. i'm so tired. i doubt i'll continue blogging!&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna die of this no appetite thingie. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;somebody save meeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i doubt you'll ever know how i really feel.&lt;/span&gt;&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/17801853-114770097320062730?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114770097320062730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114770097320062730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114770097320062730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114770097320062730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/went-to-orchard-with-laycheng-liting.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114752601219010674</id><published>2006-05-13T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T06:13:32.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shopped with mum at plaza sing today.&lt;br /&gt;it was greaaaat. haha. i love shopping with mum!&lt;br /&gt;she pays for almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumped into tricia in the MRT.&lt;br /&gt;she was so funny! lol. laughing all the time in the train, making me laugh as well.&lt;br /&gt;bumped into loads of other people as well!&lt;br /&gt;aline, shirlynn, charmaine, evlin, jessica as well as priscilla and huiwei; my dear senior! i missed her soooo much x)&lt;br /&gt;anyways. had a really great time.&lt;br /&gt;bought loads of stuff at the face shop! lip gloss, eyeliner, and what not. haha :D&lt;br /&gt;i felt so bad. i was practically trying everything in every shop and ended up buying hardly anything. oops!&lt;br /&gt;well at least i got a shirt and a denim 3/4 pants?&lt;br /&gt;we headed to far east later to look for belts.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't find a nice one ):&lt;br /&gt;i shall continue to hunt for it on monday :DD can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;after that, went to trim my eyebrows.&lt;br /&gt;there's not much of a diff though. seems thinner only. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sooo happy!&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm gonna be successful in losing weight this time!&lt;br /&gt;i SO need to shed the 1kg i put on during the exam period.&lt;br /&gt;yes, and my appetite has been really poor the past few days and i haven't eaten so much.&lt;br /&gt;YAY (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114752601219010674?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114752601219010674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114752601219010674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114752601219010674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114752601219010674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/shopped-with-mum-at-plaza-sing-today.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114726439278486694</id><published>2006-05-10T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T06:34:01.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YAY! ITS FINALLY OVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALL THE FREAKING DAYS OF STUDYING :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OHMYGOSH! HAHAHAHA.&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;i'm like SUPER happy its the end of mid year exams!&lt;br /&gt;lol. i'm damn intoxicated now. yesyesyes.&lt;br /&gt;well except... i suppose i screwed up for a few papers ):&lt;br /&gt;especially &lt;em&gt;CHINESE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so depressed over that fact. rahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;but at least those nights of mugging are OVER!&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to celebrate with kathleen, gervin, li ting, marian (the mammoth! hahahaha) and shalene at cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;bumped into the rest of 3/2 there! haha.&lt;br /&gt;i think the whole IJ was practically dominating that area.&lt;br /&gt;we ate at KFC and i spilt my COKE ON MY FRIES!&lt;br /&gt;sadness. my coke and fries were gone! but at least it was a greaaaaaaat opportunity to diet!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i ate like a pig during the exam period!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it was a terrible disaster. it always happens whenever i'm stress. AHHHH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met lynette, germaine, vanessa and stephanie.&lt;br /&gt;they came to join us at KFC! great crowd (:&lt;br /&gt;then liting and i went halfway to book tix for &lt;strong&gt;when the stranger calls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MY FIRST THRILLER!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;it was pretty bad though. lol. as kathleen has said.&lt;br /&gt;AHEM. but it was exaggerated.. dun listen! haha.&lt;br /&gt;yeaa. threw popcorns and gervin and marian too (:&lt;br /&gt;fun fun fun :D&lt;br /&gt;the lead actress was DAMN PRETTY.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;screaming made me half dead. lost half of my voice.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry to those who suffered around me. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie, we went to heeren to use the toilet. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;it was that mashimaro's idea. she said the toilet there was nicer.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i was still kinda in a traumatised half-dead situation! i could hardly think.&lt;br /&gt;my braincells were like so gonna die.&lt;br /&gt;so we made our way to far east later. we were suppose to get our mothers' day pressies&lt;br /&gt;but we couldn't find anything nice..&lt;br /&gt;so we went to the wall to vandalise again! haha&lt;br /&gt;and we bumped into lyn and the rest again, so we went to take neoprints.&lt;br /&gt;had loads of fun! came back around 6plus to 7.&lt;br /&gt;sad. if only i wasn't so tired (: haha.&lt;br /&gt;OH OH OH and. take note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GERVIN LOVES CONDOM SHOPS !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*I NEED TO GO SHOPPING SHOPPING SHOPPING ASAP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114726439278486694?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114726439278486694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114726439278486694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114726439278486694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114726439278486694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/yay-its-finally-over-all-freaking-days.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114726274795850664</id><published>2006-05-10T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T06:39:23.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO GRACE :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;heys, kathleen here blogging for grace!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace loves to hide under her chair when she watches thriller movies!! tsk tsk grace. &amp; she can really scream!!! take note: GRACE WILL OWE ME HEARING AIDS IF MY HEARING SPOILS FROM WATCHING TOO MANY SCARY MOVIES WITH GRACE! haha anyway, li ting suffered as well!! so did marian. gervin just stoned at the screen? &amp;amp; I just hid my face for more than half of the movie anyway, from now on, let's watch safe, unscary movies!! heh, for all our sake. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114726274795850664?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114726274795850664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114726274795850664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114726274795850664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114726274795850664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello-grace-d.html' title='HELLO GRACE :D'/><author><name>kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01847342632279005239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114646671092594470</id><published>2006-05-01T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T23:58:30.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10 MORE FREAKING DAYS OF EXAM TORTURE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M DYING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELPPP ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll probably flunk everything! rahhhhh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stress stress stress stress stress stress stress stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YUCKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114646671092594470?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114646671092594470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114646671092594470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114646671092594470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114646671092594470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/10-more-freaking-days-of-exam-torture.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114914348051399224</id><published>2006-05-01T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T23:31:20.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;a walk to remember&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; last night.&lt;br /&gt;kathleen was reminding me to watch it the PAST TWO DAYS like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it was a REALLY SAD AND TOUCHING MOVIE.&lt;br /&gt;sweet love story.&lt;br /&gt;i cried buckets.&lt;br /&gt;never cried so much in my whole entire life before.&lt;br /&gt;i cried until i fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;sounds lame. HAHA. but yes, i did.&lt;br /&gt;i was like moved to tears! really.&lt;br /&gt;but if EVEN a person LIKE KATHLEEN KOH can cry, it's worse than sad, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;the lead actor was so :DDD and he was willing to change his whole life for her.&lt;br /&gt;imagine that!&lt;br /&gt;okay. crap. i think i'm gonna do my homework now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114914348051399224?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114914348051399224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114914348051399224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114914348051399224'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;we had 3 periods of math and 3 periods of geog today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how insane is that?&lt;br /&gt;i almost died like totally! lol.&lt;br /&gt;i rather she continued our lesson on sex, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with mashimaro after school.&lt;br /&gt;we talked about scandals and her balding thingie and etc.&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;she's so mean i tell you! lol.&lt;br /&gt;then this girl with PCK hairstyle walked by us and she couldn't stop laughing at her.&lt;br /&gt;so evil please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114544583885943042?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114544583885943042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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dogs :DD&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't love this lovely weather more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.museum-of-twits.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;funny site :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and as the clouds cry with me,&lt;br /&gt;i'll dance to the song of our tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114500879126247998?l=im-withyou.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-17801853.post-114493711508010290</id><published>2006-04-13T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T07:05:15.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOLIDAY TOMORROW :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can hardly elaborate how happy i am.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved english class.&lt;br /&gt;we were passing around papers with our names on it, and we gotta write a small little message of encouragement to each other!&lt;br /&gt;how sweet was that :D&lt;br /&gt;seriously i think 3/2 is such a wonderful class with lovely people &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;i wish we had more of that kinda stuff at school.&lt;br /&gt;mrs kunna gave us toffee sweets today for EASTER&lt;br /&gt;and we were eating during chem class. haha.&lt;br /&gt;chem class was kinda fun. we were hardly paying attention to the oxidation and reduction thingie cus we were playing too much. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can't believe i spelt oxidation as oxidisation at first, and i put 'nope' for a 'no' answer. juicy was like laughing loads at me! so bad right. lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway,&lt;br /&gt;SITTIING NEXT TO KATHLEEN IS TERRIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygosh. that mashimaro girl ah. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;she's always upto no good please! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at mac's with liting and shalene.&lt;br /&gt;i think i got mad while eating the fries!&lt;br /&gt;laughing like some crazy girl.&lt;br /&gt;shalene went off slightly earlier cus of tuition class.&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to do SERIOUS STUDYING and homework when i got home.&lt;br /&gt;and i ended up sleeping while doing my a math homework. LOL&lt;br /&gt;i need a studying supervisor please ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114493711508010290?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114493711508010290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114493711508010290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114493711508010290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114493711508010290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/holiday-tomorrow-d-i-can-hardly.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114483783880549109</id><published>2006-04-12T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T03:30:39.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school today was super slack!&lt;br /&gt;2 periods of CME on sex and relationships and the 2 other for assembly.&lt;br /&gt;cool right :DD&lt;br /&gt;we were suppose to say our views about sex or relationships at this age.&lt;br /&gt;all that typical 'you know you're too young to date' kinda thing. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't know what to say at all. so i just said sex was bad. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't imagine SHALENE said sex was interesting? madness!&lt;br /&gt;my brain has been on slack mode for a long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone help me switch it on please.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MID YEAR EXAMS are coming and i gotta start working reaaally hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GERVIN LOVES TO DANCE IN THE TOILET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i'm suppose to let her see this.&lt;br /&gt;she's so crazy.&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with liting today - we ate the same thing again! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;the uncle must have recognized us by now, considering the fact that we patronised his stall for over 10 times.&lt;br /&gt;major embarrassment please. lol.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, she's so crazy over the chocolate chip cupcakes after i introduced them to her.&lt;br /&gt;she bought like six today? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish the holidays are here!&lt;br /&gt;there's so many things i wanna do.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go ice skating, SHOPPING, sentosa (more tanning! haha)..&lt;br /&gt;well, just ANYWHERE under the sun to have fun!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go to the arcades as well.&lt;br /&gt;geeee. i think i better worry about my exams first :D lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114483783880549109?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114483783880549109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114483783880549109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114483783880549109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114483783880549109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/school-today-was-super-slack-2-periods.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114475102408191334</id><published>2006-04-08T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T03:29:51.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FANTASIA VI</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i haven't blogged for centuries.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my blog is going to be dead real soon! haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FANTASIA VI was like a total blast.&lt;br /&gt;i think it's the BESTEST performance the band has ever had.&lt;br /&gt;everyone played so well!&lt;br /&gt;i'm so glad i didn't screw up for dragostea din tei at all!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna say thanks to everyone for the flowers and support; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tyanne, jessica, shalene, charmaine, aline, lee boon, tess, beverly, gervin, michelle, celine, vanessa, lynette, catherine, shirlynn, MISS WONG and everyone else who i have left out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really enjoyed myself SOOOOOOO much, and i bet everyone did too!&lt;br /&gt;its like the best time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so glad everything went perfectly well and especially knowing that YOU GUYS were there to watch me! :DD&lt;br /&gt;it's really depressing that it all ended so fast after months and months of preparation.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss connie and lucille after they graduate from band which is probably in july.&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys! thx for being such great seniors (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now looking back at it all, i wished that night lasted forever -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how bittersweet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pleasant and perfect memories that'll never be forgotten (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114475102408191334?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114475102408191334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114475102408191334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114475102408191334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114475102408191334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/fantasia-vi.html' title='FANTASIA VI'/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114396709209319922</id><published>2006-04-02T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T04:10:56.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i got my second piercing already :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ears were like BURNING red just now.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to get a third piercing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114396709209319922?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114396709209319922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114396709209319922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114396709209319922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114396709209319922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-got-my-second-piercing-already-ddd.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114380658377019228</id><published>2006-03-31T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T04:03:03.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH YES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;auditions are CANCELLED!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm like super intoxicated now.&lt;br /&gt;and just a minute ago, i was like fretting over it.&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;aline and juicy gave me a lovely surprise!!&lt;br /&gt;they actually got RENFRED to sign an autograph for me!&lt;br /&gt;they're like so sweeeeeeet! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;and i promised not to call juicy, shortest chan anymore - for 72 hours&lt;br /&gt;haha. i wonder if i can resist that temptation.&lt;br /&gt;and just yesterday, i was SUPER into depression, because i didn't go for the renfred thing, so i couldn't see him ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i guess i'm sorta over it. i think&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm really disappointed tyanne can't come for my concert.&lt;br /&gt;well, steph and keshveen too, because of LD.&lt;br /&gt;major sadness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*thanks to everyone who bought the band tickets from me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really appreciate it loads :DD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS remember the flowers! lol &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114380658377019228?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114380658377019228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114380658377019228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114380658377019228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114380658377019228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114355188778942411</id><published>2006-03-28T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T05:18:07.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;perhaps it was just a facade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# another costly mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i can't turn back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has been typically the same for me these 2 days as well as the past week.&lt;br /&gt;i'm torn between the undesirable constrains that hold me back from FREEDOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was not so bad today.&lt;br /&gt;our class discussion on &lt;em&gt;blogging&lt;/em&gt; was kinda cool.&lt;br /&gt;i think blogging is such an awesome way for self-expression, feelings, emotions and thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;i may just blog for my whole life :D&lt;br /&gt;i totally love biology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;biology=slack period*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it was also PLAY time for us too!&lt;br /&gt;especially when shalene was prancing around the lab with the two pretty ponytails gervin and i tied for her :D&lt;br /&gt;truckloads of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;a pity those 2 periods lasted for such a measly short time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum says i can get a second piercing if i'm good :DD&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh what sweet anticipation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114355188778942411?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114355188778942411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114355188778942411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114355188778942411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114355188778942411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/perhaps-it-was-just-facade-another.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114346177372571278</id><published>2006-03-27T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T04:16:13.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my mum's birthday today &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;got her a birthday cake (mango!) from sweet secrets with the message,&lt;br /&gt;'Dearest Mum,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday,&lt;br /&gt;Love Grace &amp; Dawn'&lt;br /&gt;i guess she's somehow delighted with the fact that she has got 2 birthday cakes now.&lt;br /&gt;(one which she got for herself earlier this afternoon)&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a tough and exhausting day for me.&lt;br /&gt;PE made it bad enough, not to mention that i had to stay back in school till 6.30.&lt;br /&gt;band practice was most certainly tiresome and bad for me.&lt;br /&gt;my mind was not there. i think it flew to Venus.&lt;br /&gt;i practically played like some crappy amateur.&lt;br /&gt;i lost my pair of shoes for the SECOND TIME.&lt;br /&gt;worse still, i forgot how my shoes looked like.&lt;br /&gt;there's something wrong with my mind seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i feel as if i'm on the edge of breaking down soon.&lt;br /&gt;i can't seem to find my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;its as if i'm captivated inside a world of pitch black, with only my emotions revolving round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wishing time would stop.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm way behind reality.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114346177372571278?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114346177372571278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114346177372571278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114346177372571278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114346177372571278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-mums-birthday-today-3-got-her.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114303521804672790</id><published>2006-03-22T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T05:46:58.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MY BABY CHAN WAS KIDNAPPED TODAY ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by the cruel, evil and cunning AIRLINE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;anyways the DSA seminar thing today was such an unforgettable and enjoyable experience!&lt;br /&gt;loved it like loads :D&lt;br /&gt;i strongly feel that 3/2 is super bonded, which of course is something great.&lt;br /&gt;USHERING was definitely a lil' more stressful than i actually thought it was.&lt;br /&gt;fortunately, i endeavoured with much perseverence (:&lt;br /&gt;my mouth is thoroughly exhausted with all that smiling though.&lt;br /&gt;shortest chan and i were ushering in the AVA for the first workshop this morning and we were like panicking every second.&lt;br /&gt;she's like so funny. haha.&lt;br /&gt;we were slacking half the other time; mostly taking photos, chatting, playing TRUTH or dare and all that kinda things.&lt;br /&gt;the best bonding session 3/2 ever had! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;the reception food was oooooh yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the later half of the day, we interacted with some of the DSA members.&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda interesting, getting to know them better and how they are like.&lt;br /&gt;i almost cried. i just felt this tinge of sadness.. and gratefulness.&lt;br /&gt;i think maybe i'll work in an orphanage or anything at all sometime in future.&lt;br /&gt;and most probably i will.&lt;br /&gt;the satisfaction and contentment is priceless!!!&lt;br /&gt;i think some people will think i'm possessed for this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, i think ICEBALLS are weird and cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114303521804672790?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114303521804672790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114303521804672790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114303521804672790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114303521804672790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-baby-chan-was-kidnapped-today-by.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114217468870993003</id><published>2006-03-12T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T06:44:48.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up at 7.40am&lt;br /&gt;waited for joanna pay, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HER ROYAL HIGHNESS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for half an hour. lol.&lt;br /&gt;well it wasn't that bad, considering she was late for 45mins before.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i loved praise and worship today! totally awesome.&lt;br /&gt;after church, we went to jo's house for CHOCOLATE fondue!!&lt;br /&gt;her dogs are completely adorable, except for the smell and the FUR that they drop every second.&lt;br /&gt;and they pee in her room too! i wonder how she sleeps. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;the bananas were GROSS! they were like half black by the time we cut everything (due to the exposure to surrounding air) and were about to eat it.&lt;br /&gt;there were grapes, apples, marshmellows and other food.&lt;br /&gt;yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;we played loads of games, and a LOT of lame and what-seemed-intractable games.&lt;br /&gt;but it was intense fun.&lt;br /&gt;loved it.&lt;br /&gt;today was actually supposed to be a day dedicated to HOMEWORK.&lt;br /&gt;but it turned out otherwise =X&lt;br /&gt;my brain can hardly function!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the teachers are seriously torchuring us.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think this is even considered a HOLIDAY?&lt;br /&gt;it's driving us poor students to our graveyards.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;i really need a break.&lt;br /&gt;i don't even have a single day for my tired soul to actually relax OR enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;pure madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;literature lesson tmr.&lt;br /&gt;yawns*&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/17801853-114217468870993003?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114217468870993003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114217468870993003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114217468870993003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114217468870993003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/woke-up-at-7.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114189720799457588</id><published>2006-03-09T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T04:58:54.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TIREDNESS !!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realisation finally hit me - &lt;strong&gt;i cannot survive without a locker.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost died carrying 50% of my books today, and it was horrible, beyond my imagination.&lt;br /&gt;screaming silently in frustration is bad for health i can say. it contributes to all the gruesome GROWTH on your face; the pimples.&lt;br /&gt;we had chinese essay test today.&lt;br /&gt;i practically copied almost all the relevant chengyus in the dictionary onto the paper.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if it works :D&lt;br /&gt;english period was cool - joke sharing session.&lt;br /&gt;laughter was just what i needed to put my overworked brain at ease.&lt;br /&gt;how i wish this happened &lt;em&gt;everyday&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED A TIME OUT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114189720799457588?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114189720799457588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114189720799457588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114189720799457588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114189720799457588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/2006/03/tiredness-realisation-finally-hit-me-i.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17801853.post-114181632397511594</id><published>2006-03-08T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T03:12:04.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm feeling damn stressed.&lt;br /&gt;CME project, CHEM project, ENGLISH project&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAY HOMEWORK!!!&lt;br /&gt;omg. this is killng me.&lt;br /&gt;my march holidays are like packed with stuff and i hardly have a day to actually rest!&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired. i seriously need a break.&lt;br /&gt;here's my schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday &lt;/strong&gt;sentosa (not really confirmed yet) and percussion gathering at connie's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tuesday &lt;/strong&gt;band auditions for FANTASIA VI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wednesday &lt;/strong&gt;CME PROJECT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thursday-saturday &lt;/strong&gt;band camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't even have time to study OR do my homework?&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gonna die from this madness &lt;em&gt;seriously&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT BACK MY CHEM CA TODAY- &lt;strong&gt;failed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well, i was dumbfounded? i mean, i studied for it like mad the previous day.&lt;br /&gt;AND I FAILED!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm into depression. &lt;em&gt;period.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we had our band photo-taking session today,&lt;br /&gt;so we managed to skip CHINESE class because of it.&lt;br /&gt;yay :D and one period of a math.&lt;br /&gt;we waited really long for our turn for photo taking session so i went to the front and disturbed joanna and the rest of the not-so-tall people. lol.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so mean!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i got suaned as usual again by her!&lt;br /&gt;but she's damn funny la.&lt;br /&gt;and fake joan and fake rachel was singing the whole time, almost breaking my poor ear drums.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today's assembly was about the DSA and WDSD thingie.&lt;br /&gt;i slept halfway through the talk, but &lt;em&gt;CIRCLE &lt;/em&gt;kept poking me and tickling me like MAD.&lt;br /&gt;sitting in front of her can be a misery sometimes. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;after assembly, we had to go to the AVA room for the briefing about the stuff on 20/3, which was reaaaally boring me loads.&lt;br /&gt;luckily, i had free entertainment the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;that shalene! she is so nonsense. lol.&lt;br /&gt;she and circle were super crazy the whole time and all of us were acting lame and crapping aroud.&lt;br /&gt;i carrried SO MANY books home today, including my band uniform, and my back is suffering from the side effects of it ):&lt;br /&gt;we have to clear our lockers by &lt;strong&gt;friday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with circle after school.&lt;br /&gt;actually germaine was suppose to come with us, but she changed her mind every min!&lt;br /&gt;and halfway, she took a cab with lynette to her house for pizza!!!&lt;br /&gt;and pangseh us without even saying bye.&lt;br /&gt;so mean!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17801853-114181632397511594?l=im-withyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-withyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114181632397511594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17801853&amp;postID=114181632397511594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17801853/posts/default/114181632397511594'/><link rel='self' 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sunburns on my face were DEFINITELY looking better than yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the wonderful face mask i put on last night. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i think i've grown taller! wheeee.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to reach 160 like totally.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after assembly, ms teo told us that 3/2 was gonna help in ushering and etc for the DSA conference thing.&lt;br /&gt;sounds pretty cool to me, can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;later, during CME, our oral presentation was way off plan, close to a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;we lost our script and it was like, the most unimaginable thing that could happen at the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;oh gee. hope it was alright anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;chemistry was really boring today that i was dreaming half the time.&lt;br /&gt;even rebecca &amp; jessica fell asleep! lol.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we finally got our steeple after waiting for what seemed like eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch at j8 in pastamania with lynette, liting, amanda, germaine and vanessa after school.&lt;br /&gt;i think lynette is super turned on by RI guys for some unknown reason.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, she dared vanessa to get 2 RI badges from these 2 guys??&lt;br /&gt;it was so embarrassing that i ran with liting to hide outside pastamania!&lt;br /&gt;and we were laughing truckloads at her.&lt;br /&gt;BUT she didn't get it :D&lt;br /&gt;yes, a dollar saved.&lt;br /&gt;we crapped so much during lunch for more than an hour.&lt;br /&gt;they were such entertaining people.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygosh, i'm so broke like crap now ): sadness.&lt;br /&gt;i need to start resaving again. -yawns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1936/1725/320/File0010.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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