<?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-8386416744308111739</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:41:01.813-08:00</updated><category term='northern lights'/><category term='lyra'/><category term='will'/><category term='the amber spyglass'/><category term='the subtle knife'/><category term='ending'/><category term='his dark materials review'/><title type='text'>DenDotx</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-7096132628351888799</id><published>2010-01-14T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T06:52:07.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick.</title><content type='html'>Holyshitz. I can't believe my damn luck.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it wasn't really luck. I didn't finish my antibiotics the last time I was ill, and that made me more perceptible to illnesses. Especially since my sister just recovered from her fever.&lt;br /&gt;But now???&lt;br /&gt;You have got to be kidding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I woke up late [Clue no. 1] and had a very sore throat [Clue no. 2], so I ate some medicine before going to school. But I didn't eat the fever medicine cos I didn't feel that feverish, and when I got to school, I still felt fine, until Bio.&lt;br /&gt;Guess why.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid air-conditioning.&lt;br /&gt;Even then, I was still pretty normale, temp 35.9 degrees, my normal temp [I know.Victoria says I'm cold-blooded.]. But my appetite was very unusual during recess. I actually left some food unfinished! Normally, I hate to waste any food.&lt;br /&gt;I'd endured the rest of the day feeling damn cold until dismissal. Unfortunately, I still had Lit to attend [I take it as a 9th subject so I have to take it after school.] and I couldn't skip Lit because my temperature was still only 37.1 degress, which isn't considered a fever.&lt;br /&gt;So I called my mom, who lectured me over not taking my antibiotics [I really hate them cos ultimately, they're harmful. Same as Panadol.] and demanded I go to the GO to get some Panadol.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I had to attend the OC seniors meeting, and was elated to realise I had been given a station. [all up in smoke...]&lt;br /&gt;Then when I got to the GO, they said they didn't have any Panadol, since some people were allergic to it.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;So by the time I rushed into Lit class, I was lectured yet again, by Ms Koh, who established quite clearly that NOTHING was to be compared to Lit lessons as it was considered a class and that it superceded CCA. Therefore, everything had to be compromised for Lit on the appointed days, usually Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Class was fast-paced, like Math, but I could understand some of it and shot questions, which was what both teachers encouraged us to do. I can tell Lit depends a lot on talent, and that had been quite stagnant in most of us, since for the last two years it had all been about memorising. Victoria was amazing. Her questions were to the point and you could tell she was really cut out for Lit, like seriously. I was pretty much intimidated by her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the people in my class are:&lt;br /&gt;Clau&lt;br /&gt;Chermaine&lt;br /&gt;Victoria&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;Only four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I'd got home, it was six and I could only manage to wash my feet and take some medicine [after food, so I got a sandwich made] before collasping on bed. I was at least sane enough to turn the fan on, otherwise my temperature would have shot up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and guess what. My temperature at the doctor's was 39.2 degrees. Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor gave me a three-day MC, which means that I wouldn't get to experience OC, and neither would I get to take my Goldstar swimming test.&lt;br /&gt;What a letdown.&lt;br /&gt;That statement seriously undermines what I feel.&lt;br /&gt;Who do I have to blame?&lt;br /&gt;Myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-7096132628351888799?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/7096132628351888799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=7096132628351888799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/7096132628351888799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/7096132628351888799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2010/01/sick.html' title='sick.'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-5900200333010562662</id><published>2010-01-10T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T06:15:26.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3oh3.</title><content type='html'>Helloooo prettayes.&lt;br /&gt;[I think I'm partially koping this from wenn, cos she uses 'sexayes', and that really sounds cooler but still. 'Prettayes' is MINE. No koping. xD]&lt;br /&gt;[You can ignore the above message. Shichun thinks I should go to an asylum.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been online verayye much recently, and I haven't blogged since the starting of 2010, cos of SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, the first day was a complete letdown.&lt;br /&gt;A few new classmates seem too paikia-ish to me, if you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;*hinthint*&lt;br /&gt;Oh and my class has SIX PRC scholars!&lt;br /&gt;Why are there so many?!&lt;br /&gt;I don't really mind them but it's like, I'll feel damn intimidated by them when they own in class tests.&lt;br /&gt;And their English names and accents are really damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;There was this one guy whose name was Fred and everyone misheard it as Fat cos of his accent HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;And one other guy who spoke English in a very, very weird way.&lt;br /&gt;But I actually they're pretty nice, even though I haven't made friends with one yet.&lt;br /&gt;I've talked to Fred, Helen and Ariel [Li Zonghao, Zhang Danhui and Gao Yike]&lt;br /&gt;Plus, all we did the entire day was play stupid, crappy games like Blow Wind Blow. Oh and there was a new game I didn't know about, called Honey, Honey, I Love You. The game goes like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario1&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Honey, honey, I love you, can you please smile for me?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: *tries not to laugh* Sorry honey, I love you but I can't smile for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Girl moves on to next boy*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario2&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Honey, honey, I love you, can you please smile for me?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: *Accidentally laughs*&lt;br /&gt;Girl: OH, YOU SMILED! Okay get out.&lt;br /&gt;The boy then becomes the 'catcher'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anddd vice versa for boys.&lt;br /&gt;This game was honestly hilarious. Jun wei even spoke to the girls while kneeling on the floor. I got caught nearly immediately because I was one of the first few girls next to Junwei and because I can almost never hold in my laughter zomg. Then I had to 'catch' a guy. I kept laughing hysterically while talking to him, which made him laugh in return and ta-da! He was caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also met lots of new teachers. I shall asterisk the ones I really quite like.&lt;br /&gt;English: Ms Elaine Chng&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: Liu Ling Feng Lao Shi&lt;br /&gt;Math/Amath: Mrs Lee Puay Hoon*&lt;br /&gt;Biology: Mr Li Zi Hao [Form]&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: Ms Wassan* [Pronounced VUssan; Co-form]&lt;br /&gt;Physics: Mr Pandian&lt;br /&gt;History: Ms Laura Khoo*&lt;br /&gt;Lit: Ms Joy Koh [I have yet to attend her lesson so idk about the like/dislike thing.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think that's all.&lt;br /&gt;We started proper lessons on the second lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English:&lt;/strong&gt; was okay. But we have an advanced version of spelling. Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMath:&lt;/strong&gt; was AWESOME. Mrs Lee choing-ed through everything and left us stunned by her speed but it was a very refreshing experience and I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Biology:&lt;/strong&gt; The first time he taught, he distributed notes that didn't even correspond with the powerpoint slides he showed on the screen. Nor did they correspond with the textbook texts. It was WAY confusing. But the second time was better. At least it was understandable. Oh and heck, bio is really specific now T.T It's gonna be hard memorising everything. Currently it's still quite simple though. Cell parts (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chemistry:&lt;/strong&gt; I failed the pop quiz she set to see how much we still have in the rotting brain courtesy of the two-month holiday. 2 marks out of fifteen. Bright side? Almost everyone else failed too. Think Ms Wassan's gonna have a hard time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Physics:&lt;/strong&gt; was really...um...idk. I just know that we have to memorise every single prefix for measurement units. Zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;History:&lt;/strong&gt; Lessons haven't started yet but from the intro I can tell this is gonna be one of my fav teachers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyeah and I got into Logistics for Orientation Camp, wth. It's all just deco! Plus it's ending on the same day I have my swimming. Crap. So I'm planning to opt out of OC. I'm telling Mr Chan tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA Extravaganza was NOT a success. At least not as much as last year. The crossfire was super short and we had only four people present. It didn't help that I had to leave for library halfway through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay gotta go sleep now. Will try blogging anothertime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-5900200333010562662?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/5900200333010562662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=5900200333010562662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/5900200333010562662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/5900200333010562662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2010/01/3oh3.html' title='3oh3.'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-933952184642367664</id><published>2010-01-02T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T10:06:52.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Resolutions</title><content type='html'>As promised.&lt;br /&gt;But no promises to keep the resolutions below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;THE WORK HARD ONES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Pass my goldstar test on 16th January 2010 and then try to get into a lifesaving class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--I am not fully ready but here goes nothing. Sadly, Carson's coach is quitting so I might have to look out for another lifesaving instructor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2a. Get an A for my Chinese O'level, which means studying hard in Chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--It is never going to happen, I assure you. All my talk regarding Chinese are just that-talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2b. Get straight A's [except HCL] for 2010 exams, choing my studies and manage nine subjects well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--I am going to work on this. Yes I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Convince my mom to let me take French by February, cos Yingchang's signing up for his French in Feb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--This is partially linked to 2b. I hafta show her I can juggle my studies first. [Black belt in French hahaha]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. GET THROUGH PRELIM ROUNDS IN JGS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--This is extremely, extremely, EXREMELY crucial: I must not disappoint Nanhua, my debate mates, or myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Judo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--It is a very cool sport, I assure you. But I'm afraid I don't have the flair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6a. Be more responsible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--and discard the un-independent view my parents have of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6b. Be more selfless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Stop thinking only of yourself, Denise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6c. Be myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--I have to stop catering to others' opinions and start thinking independently, expressing my opinions openly rather than agreeing to every single thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;THE SELF INDULGING ONES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Shopping spree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--I seriously need one. My wardrobe is sadly lacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. POPE JOAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Loved the book, gonna catch the movie FOR SURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Read more nonfiction, oooh yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--For Heaven's sake Denise, you're taking History next [oops, I meant this] year and yet your background info is so infinitesimal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Go out more with 6E'07 people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Honestly, I love you guys, even though I can get a little crazy around you all sometimes. But it's a good thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Make more friends in Nanhua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Yes I don't like Nanhua but no choice, it's a dog eat dog world out there, you gotta survive, and by surviving you gotta have the right connections. So this year I am going to try to know  more of the big bosses.&lt;br /&gt;--Just kidding. [Partially.] I need to be good in 303 too. New classmates. Cringe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's about it. Again, no promises to keep promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I went out with Shichun, Carson and Xiayu today! We went swimming. I was late cos they changed the timing to 3pm last minute-ly, and I wasn't informed. =/ I have a tendency to be late for all 6E'07 outings, urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we swam too much, I failed my timing by two seconds today. Aye.&lt;br /&gt;[Okay that really reminds me too much of Carson.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-933952184642367664?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/933952184642367664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=933952184642367664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/933952184642367664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/933952184642367664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-resolutions.html' title='New Year Resolutions'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-5222550704038932591</id><published>2009-12-31T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T08:07:56.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>HEY EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S 2010!&lt;br /&gt;Haha the countdown for me took place online with the 6E buds in one massive convo, which was seriously messy LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Still, it was damn fun!&lt;br /&gt;New Year resolutions up next. I hope, soon, but no promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, the start of a new year ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-5222550704038932591?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/5222550704038932591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=5222550704038932591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/5222550704038932591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/5222550704038932591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-8925577119897447277</id><published>2009-12-30T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T11:44:45.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>debate camp</title><content type='html'>Hell, I have no idea if I'm even looking forward to it. 2010, I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, technically I'm supposed to be doing my Chinese homework now, but hey, it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. I'm sidetracking.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't blogged in a couple of weeks, and many events have happened, so I'll narrate them in briefer detail in a timeline sorta way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Debate Camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Day 1-&lt;br /&gt;At first we were pretty worried that Ms Kali hadn't signed us up for it after all, but luckily she had somehow wrung it on the last day [wow], and Carissa, Yingchang, Jiaxuan, Thurston and I were going. YC wasn't going for the first day though. [BB Sharity Goft Box.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a pretty select camp. Only some schools were attending. Cos we'd arrived slightly earlier [or maybe they started late], there was time to sit around and gossip. The schools we saw were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raffles Instituition (Secondary)&lt;br /&gt;Nanyang Girls' High School&lt;br /&gt;Catholic High School&lt;br /&gt;St. Nicholas'&lt;br /&gt;St. Joseph's Convent [Damn lotta them]&lt;br /&gt;Paya Lebar Methodist Girls' School&lt;br /&gt;Nan Hua High School [duh]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some others I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were introduced to some of our trainers. I got Guarav Keerthi and Heidi Tan, both awesome debaters.&lt;br /&gt;{Guarav Keerthi: Ex-Team Singapore Debater, First Indian to receive some Army award, ex-RI student, current president of the Debate Association (Singapore)}&lt;br /&gt;I can't say much about Heidi cos i don't know much about her, but she's good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first day we mainly had lectures on style, content&amp;amp;research, and examples.&lt;br /&gt;This camp was very much centered on examples while the June one was on style.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt A LOT; It was very. very educational.&lt;br /&gt;The second lecture was by Mr Tan, coach for Hwa Chong!&lt;br /&gt;It was obivous that HCI's Debate Team specialises in theory; he looked like an unclish professor, not at all like a debater. I don't know how to describe it actually, just like a 'debater look'. No wonder HCI isn't that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the lectures were pretty boring but I'm long used to it already. First step to being a debater is to acquire the passion. You have to sit through lessons boring to anyone else. Mostly I took notes. HAHA, Thurston kept whining about it being horribly boring. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a note, the style lecture had some videos of Obama and some national teams. It was so funny. He kept pausing cos of some technical error and once we saw a very geeky and gay guy from erm...Team Singapore or some other Asian team, close up and everyone laughes, 'specially me and Carissa, cos he looked so much like Yingchang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met the other members in our groups [I was in Group 1] and they were rather small groups. I can remember only some people's names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Kuan Hian [RI boy HAHAHA everyone was calling him by that by the 3rd day]&lt;br /&gt;Dinnie [NY. Wow, she was actually in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my &lt;/span&gt;group.]&lt;br /&gt;Huimin. [NY.]&lt;br /&gt;Natalie [PLMGS]&lt;br /&gt;Gerald [Cat. High.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I really can't remember the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway that was pretty much for the first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Debate Camp&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Day 2-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exciting-ness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to meet Team Singapore for this year!&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember their names cos I haven't really gotten into the debating circle yet and I'm lagging on gossip since I've never watched the Arena.&lt;br /&gt;But gosh. There was one guy who really reminded me of Yingchen. Skinny and tanned and hints of facial hair.&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;br /&gt;{This House Believes That every country should have the right to possess nuclear weapons}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME DEBATE.&lt;br /&gt;It was Team Singapore against Ex-Team Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;The alumni members, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Guarav among them.&lt;br /&gt;He's a very commanding speaker, like when he speaks, everyone turns their attention to him.&lt;br /&gt;His speech made use of several analogies, and it was really uniquely Guarav, but I think most debaters aren't ready for that kind of speech he made yet. He even admitted it himself and advised us not to use his style until we were really advanced debaters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, back to classrooms. Oh, I forgot to mention. Most of the lectures and debates and stuff are conducted in the lecture theatre but when we breakout into groups we use the classrooms. And RI is pretty big ya know. HAHAHA ON THE FIRST DAY JIAXUAN, THURSTON AND I WENT TO THE SWIMMING POOL BUT DIDN'T DARE TO GO NEAR COS THERE WERE SWIMMERS THERE. LOTS OF NOT-SO-HUNKY GUYS.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ANYWAY. So we had our own private debate in our classrooms, which we were supposed to have researched for the day before. [but i happened to have clunked out at 7pm the day before and awoken at 6am that day zzz and done zero research.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{THBT fast food companies should pay compensation for damaging people's health}&lt;br /&gt;I, unfortunately, was on Proposition, which is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt; very sucky.&lt;br /&gt;But my goal was to stay as unnoticed as possible, so as to avoid being chosen for the inter group debate on the third day, so I was planning to not speak at all.&lt;br /&gt;Still, it's pretty much unavoidable.&lt;br /&gt;I landed with first speaker, which is a very good deal actually, considering that I'll die if I'm forced to do rebuttals.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;So we prepped and stuff, then we debated. My general comments were SOFT, and come other comments about the structure of my speech. I had only one point to crap about and 6 minutes to speak to I just dumped in a whole lotta examples that Natalie provided and got credit for that. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;{Point: Responsibility of fast food companies to compensate. Sub-points: ADDICTIVE NATURE OF FAST FOOD &amp;amp; Deceptive Media Influence.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. Fast food is addictive. And pigs are flying. [Yay, I'm flying!]&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it is rather true, according to Natalie's examples.&lt;br /&gt;Some guy feasted on Mac's for a month and experienced withdrawal symtoms when he tried to change his diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Guarav started giving us his personal tips and stuff, and that's all. Chop chop.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah the people selected for Sunday's debate? Dinnie and Natalie. [Wow, they rhyme]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Dinnie, it was pretty freaky how we got onto the same bus at the same bus stop near my house in the morning of the 2nd day. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and about socialising, I met a couple of people, some new, some from the June camp. Most of the new people were RI guys. There were two Andrews and Kuan Hian, of course. Then there was a St. Nick's girl from June camp named Angie, whose named I mis-remembered as Angel, Gerald, yeap, Audre[Natalie's friend], Clara from June Camp [SJC], and Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Debate Camp&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Day 3-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibition debate!&lt;br /&gt;{THW abolish the death penalty for drug traffickers.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a very good debate but one of the best I'd seen from people my age.&lt;br /&gt;They say that adjudicating a debate makes you a better debater cos you count in a lot more perspectives and I think that's true, cos I really learnt a lot. Gosh, I was so engaged in the debate that I got agitated whenever a debater failed to hit a rebuttal in exactly the right place or when the speech was too messy. My note book has some personal comments I added to the right hand side of some parts, like, "Not all crimes warrant death!" and "NO, OBVIOUSLY NOT THE CASE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we all collected numbers from everyone and went out seperate ways. No one could stop chattering about the debate, hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I had a great time, and I think December Camps are really better than the June ones. NanHua must really go for them! I'm SO looking forward to the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diving, 21st, Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad drove me and Juin Fei to the Queenstown Swimming Complex.&lt;br /&gt;Boy was that place ulu.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it took us ten minutes to find that place.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway then we went in and waited for Coach to arrive, cos we needed him to gain entrance.&lt;br /&gt;When we went in, I was really awed by the diving boards that I saw. Gosh, to jump from the highest one would be EXHILARATING.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly we only dived from the lowest board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we learnt how to fasten our life jackets while in the water. I did it quite quickly and was just floating around. That's what Coach told me to do but I was getting frustrated cos I was floating away from the rest of the swimmers! So I swum back and rejoined them until Coach told us to swim back to the edge of the pool and climb up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poolside is very much different from what I was used to, so it took me more than a few seconds to get up. I'm proud to say I was the first one ot figure out how to climb up (: You just have to get a knee into the space, grip the edge with your fingers [No use clawing at the middle anyway, just sling your arms over and grip the edge], then sling your other leg over before hauling your entire body up. YESH. I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and btw the pool was VERY VERY DEEP. It was a lil unsettling when I dived in and my feet didn't touch ground but it was cool nonetheless. I was itching to go underwater but sadly, it isn't allowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we did our timing [2.27] and swum our 10-10-10. I failed by one and a half minutes. sadly. Why? The sun was freaking HAWT. It was making me damn sleepy and hey, it was in the mid-morning by then. I was sleeping most of the time I was doing backstroke T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach asked me if I wanted to book my goldstar test on January. Normally I wouldn't have agreed, since I wasn't quite ready yet. For all of my previous tests, Coach had always made sure I passed all my trainings before he signed me up. But this time, Jeremy and Juin Fei had agreed to be tested on that day, so I decided to go along anyway. With Jeremy there, I'd be able to go faster cos I usually chase him anyway. Besides, my timing is beginning to stabalise, except for that time I failed by three seconds. I just hope I can hang in there for a couple more weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's set on January 16th, 2pm, Queenstown Swimming Complex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-8925577119897447277?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/8925577119897447277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=8925577119897447277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/8925577119897447277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/8925577119897447277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/12/debate-camp.html' title='debate camp'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-8789052308689557276</id><published>2009-12-15T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T09:26:50.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopenhagen</title><content type='html'>Helloooo people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, lemme reply my tags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiawei: Yeapyeap you signed up for Hopenhagen and Earth Hour yet? HAHA &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;let's get chlorophyll and turn green and then we can save the earth by contibuting carbon dioxide! Solves the food shortage problem too (: Then we'd stop hunting animals and fish and that'll save the wildlife and marine problem as well ooooh yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enru: Sure, go where? I replied you Facebook right? :D&lt;br /&gt;Shichun: HAHA Shichun please fulfill the many wishes for you to drown during swimming, and I'm sure Suhui Evelyn Valerie will be very happy ^^&lt;br /&gt;Suhui: Brunch is normal for me. I often wake up in the afternoon &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;carson: Stop rubbing it in la Carson, I know I'm noob at swimming...Ohya btw anybardy else wants to take Lifeguard as well?&lt;br /&gt;-rie: Thanks for linking me! :O You didn't have any training when you did your test? HAHAHA LAND ON MY BUTT HAHA. I might not be able to sit on a chair after the 21st :X Thanks and goodluck for your lifesaving too! xD&lt;br /&gt;Estelle: MY XNPS JUNIOR! Added you already :D It was really great talking to you, ya know :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now that that's done, please look at the highlighted portion.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's super random of me, but today I was struck by how dire the situation is and how disastrous it can be.&lt;br /&gt;This was done after I had read the Hopenhagen Ambassador blog.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, the best thing about disaster is that it brings HOPE.&lt;br /&gt;That's why they call it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOPEnhagen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talks about the UN Climate Change are still being held in Copenhagen, and our world leaders are currently still discussing environmental issues.&lt;br /&gt;What we can do to let them know what we want done to the environment before we die too soon in the next century or perhaps in the next few decades to come, is to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;become a citizen of Hopenhagen [POPULATION: 6.8 BILLION]&lt;/span&gt; and help bring across the message.&lt;br /&gt;It's just as easy as filling in your particulars and submitting them!&lt;br /&gt;It won't take more than a few minutes, dudes.&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna do more, you can always go to the other sections in the website.&lt;br /&gt;http://hopenhagen.org/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. I really hope you'll sign up after reading this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-8789052308689557276?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/8789052308689557276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=8789052308689557276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/8789052308689557276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/8789052308689557276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/12/hopenhagen.html' title='Hopenhagen'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-2482118112911679832</id><published>2009-12-14T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T09:36:55.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Planet 51</title><content type='html'>Today's 6Egathering was pretty good, really :D&lt;br /&gt;Lots of people turned up, including some who don't normally turn up, like Keith, haha.&lt;br /&gt;We had more than ten people!&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty miraculous considering the seven that turned up during the ECP cycling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So first we met up at JWSRC.&lt;br /&gt;Well, they met up.&lt;br /&gt;I was late cos I had refused to leave the safe haven of my bed T.T&lt;br /&gt;I just lazed there for around fifteen minutes before I was willing to get up.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I choing everything and even ran there in my slippers zomg.&lt;br /&gt;When I reached there, I was panting and was greeted by a very warm welcome.&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, you're very early!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.= Spare me the sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;Then we waited for the other people to arrive before finally booking the court.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, they'd made changes to the court. There was one huge blue canvas sheet halving the entire court, and a big net dividing the subcourts.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy to describe everything so go see for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I played a lot initially, though not very well [pretty rusty after months of not playing], and pretty soon I was sweating like a pig. Bleah. In the end I had to stop cos my palm was sweating so much I couldn't even hold the racket properly. The handle was like, slicked with sweat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enru had arrived by then so we went to 7-11 to buy drinks..&lt;br /&gt;I ended up buying ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;Later played against Darren but I got tired of his irregular shoots and having to run all over the court picking up the shuttlecock, so I dropped out, abandoning Larry xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1pm, we split into two groups.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the guys went to play basketball while all the girls and some guys went to Jp.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, there really was nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;We all got snacks and stuff before heading to the parade ground of the nearest HDB estate to play Truth or Dare.&lt;br /&gt;Well, here's the truth...It was pretty boring.&lt;br /&gt;Butttttt at 3.30pm we decided to catch a movie!&lt;br /&gt;YAY.&lt;br /&gt;planet 51, the one with the funny commercial of the baby drinking his alien milk after seeing the monster. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;It was the 4.10pm one so we went to McDonald's to get ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;Two ice creams in one day, woohoo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had bought the tickets and were loitering outside the entrance, waiting for Shichun. Valerie Suhui Evelyn had decided to go home so Shichun went to escort them.&lt;br /&gt;Planet 51 is a pretty okay movie, but it's not very boomzy. For a comedy it fares well but I prefer Aliens in the Attic so much more.&lt;br /&gt;And yc says it resembles Finding Nemo too much.&lt;br /&gt;If you think about it, he has a point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's a good movie nonetheless, so if you're bored you can try it out haha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and btw I was The Princess and the Frog last Friday with yongwenyuan at the cinema in West Mall.&lt;br /&gt;It's verreh nice, though not as good as the classics like The Little Mermaid.&lt;br /&gt;Naveen is so cute! Especially when he was mincing the mushroom HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Go catch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm nearly done with my Math homework, just one more chapter, Graphs.&lt;br /&gt;Hate that section.&lt;br /&gt;I think I've forgotten everything over the course of the holidays anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly I haven't even touched my Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;I've begun a half-hearted try at a jianbao but it isn't coming out too good.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I can complete some on Wednesday's study date.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I HOPE I can start on the practice paper.&lt;br /&gt;OH DARN IT I COMPLETELY FORGOT ABOUT MY BOOK REVIEW.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, never mind, I'd already started on the BingXin book anyway, even though it was less than ten chapters. I'll try borrowing on Wednesday and trying to finish reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I hate holiday homework. It seriously spoils the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO WHY ONLY THREE WEEKS LEFT, AHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-2482118112911679832?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/2482118112911679832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=2482118112911679832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/2482118112911679832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/2482118112911679832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/12/planet-51.html' title='Planet 51'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-2943256615804794804</id><published>2009-12-11T00:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T05:47:35.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Heyy people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Although I still have my Chinese homework waiting for me and my remaining math chapters to complete, I'm terribly bored and living on a mundane schedule. Wake up, eat brunch, watch tv, maybe read book, go online, run/gym, shower, dinner, go online, watch tv, pretend to go to sleep, get out of the bed and go online again/read book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Seriously, what am I doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, now that I have the time, I hope to be able to start up my story again. Only this time, I'll work with a whole new storyline, one that's faster-paced and hopefully less boring. The main idea and inspiration behind it will remain, though. Somehow that idea got stuck in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Actually, in case you wanted to know, I was up till Chapter Twelve of the story, and was fully clear on the ending, but it was a sucky story so I gave up on it, due to lack of inspiration and time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Oh and btw dudes and dudettes, if you have time, please please please go review Perini's story on my other blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;http://la-unnamed.blogspot.com/search/label/Maya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You can simply tag on the tagboard there or, if it's too long, just leave me an offline message on msn :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Thanks for your help!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-2943256615804794804?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/2943256615804794804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=2943256615804794804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/2943256615804794804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/2943256615804794804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/12/writing.html' title='Writing'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-9137900558837206288</id><published>2009-12-05T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T05:58:39.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Divin'!</title><content type='html'>Swimming positively sucked today.&lt;br /&gt;It was horrible cos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I failed my timing first time. By three seconds.&lt;br /&gt;Second, my second attempt at timing left me breathless and I failed by eighteen seconds.&lt;br /&gt;Third, I had a cramp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not really a cramp, but more of muscle ache. That's what my coach said when I told him it was my thigh. I guess I spent too much time in the gym yesterday, that's why I can't use it for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, good news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going diving soon, on the 21st, as part of my training for Gold Star.&lt;br /&gt;It's so cool!&lt;br /&gt;We're [Jeremy, Juin Fei, and me] going to Queenstown Swimming Complex to dive then.&lt;br /&gt;9.30am.&lt;br /&gt;Totally can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, SHICHUN is joining my class next week.&lt;br /&gt;YAYness.&lt;br /&gt;I can have someone to talk to now!&lt;br /&gt;It can get kinda lonely when they pair up.&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy's with Juin Fei,&lt;br /&gt;Janice's with Yahui.&lt;br /&gt;And I have no idea who the rest of the kiddies in my class are. The "newer generation of swimmers"&lt;br /&gt;Us veterans stick together more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Tuesday either.&lt;br /&gt;NewMoon AND Class BBQ!&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be great.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope it'll turn out smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, I still remember the debate chalet BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;So fun and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for the tags that have come since the reopening of my blog, no matter how infinitesimal they are in number. :D Time to reply them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FWKing: Thanks, but I'm still mulling over why I was called slutty by you. T.T&lt;br /&gt;perini: YESYESYES I WANT TO LEARN FRENCH. AND AFTER THAT SPANISH.&lt;br /&gt;Shichun: Yeap hahaha can't wait for the next one! xD&lt;br /&gt;carson: Oh, right. I couldn't remember what you said exactly mah. But he did look totally gluttonish, with all that food around his mouth zomg.&lt;br /&gt;enru: Haha I'll do so when I'm free! :D&lt;br /&gt;Suhui: NO YOU HAVEN'T HAHA BUT THANKZ YOUZ VERYZ MUCHZ FORZ TAGGINGZ AND WELCOMEZ TO MY BLOGZ&lt;br /&gt;carson: spamming is fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-9137900558837206288?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/9137900558837206288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=9137900558837206288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/9137900558837206288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/9137900558837206288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/12/divin.html' title='Divin&apos;!'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-133949154220356108</id><published>2009-12-04T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T06:47:00.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movin' out</title><content type='html'>Actually, I didn't really feel like blogging but Hopenhagen told me to.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;See, I signed this petition up in &lt;a href="http://www.hopenhagen.org/"&gt;www.hopenhagen.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who read the news will know that the UN Climate Change Conference take part soon, and the petition is a way to show them that we needa take drastic action.&lt;br /&gt;Or else the world might really end in 2012.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, to die at 17.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it won't take long, just fill in your particulars and you're done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm backkk from Malaysia!&lt;br /&gt;That was Monday.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;I can't say it was a horrible trip because being with my cousin was great, but I can't say it was great cos it was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I hate going to Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;It's horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to take French, but my mother aint allowing me to.&lt;br /&gt;First she says it's cos I'll be taking nine subjects next year.&lt;br /&gt;Fair enough.&lt;br /&gt;I offer my argument.&lt;br /&gt;a. Wanna wait until I'm old and aging to take? Cos I'll only get busier each year.&lt;br /&gt;b. I seriously want to learn French. I don't want to be the person who knows nothing outside of her academics and CCA.&lt;br /&gt;c. At least I get to learn the most basic French.&lt;br /&gt;d. The first two months are the least busy, so it'd be the perfect time for me to wrap up my two-month course.&lt;br /&gt;etc, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after I said that, she said something that totally made ZERO SENSE.&lt;br /&gt;She said my sleeping habits were terrible.&lt;br /&gt;How I sleep late and wake late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELL HAS MY SLEEPING HABITS GOT TO DO WITH FRENCH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, I'm moving out once I'm old enough and stable enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and my class is 303, I found out today when the allocation came out.&lt;br /&gt;As far as I can recall, the people going to my class as well are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria&lt;br /&gt;Hui Shi&lt;br /&gt;Sherralin*&lt;br /&gt;Amanda&lt;br /&gt;Huixin&lt;br /&gt;Chermaine :D&lt;br /&gt;Clau :D&lt;br /&gt;Zhijia&lt;br /&gt;Karhui&lt;br /&gt;Yuwen&lt;br /&gt;Junwei&lt;br /&gt;BingHwang&lt;br /&gt;Amelia&lt;br /&gt;Lijie&lt;br /&gt;Shihan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I don't know who she is, I ony remembered her cos she has a unique name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off now, it'd be my bedtime soon.&lt;br /&gt;[MY MOM IMPOSED A BEDTIME ON ME. BEDTIME.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any song recommendations people?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-133949154220356108?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/133949154220356108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=133949154220356108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/133949154220356108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/133949154220356108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/12/movin-out.html' title='Movin&apos; out'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-6917776366027543872</id><published>2009-11-24T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T01:25:23.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cycling@ECP!</title><content type='html'>Ahahaha, yesterday was, to use yingchang's phrase, "damning fun"&lt;br /&gt;Despite the tiredness and all haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORNING&lt;br /&gt;Nanhuaspeaks meeting, had to reach school by 9am.&lt;br /&gt;Yingchang asked if we could meet up at the station at 8.30am beforehand, and there wasn't any reason to say no, so I said yes.&lt;br /&gt;It turned out, I was freaking early.&lt;br /&gt;I reached JP at around 7.15am, AFTER dropping off a book at the library.&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to Denise.&lt;br /&gt;With some time to kill, I grabbed a copy of MyPaper and started reading the news, standing in the TakeAwayAlley. My uniform and lack of urgency in movements earned me a few quizzical looks, so at around 7.30am I set off for Clementi, still reading my newspaper on the train.&lt;br /&gt;I try to keep up ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I headed to Nanhua for the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to but my amath textbook but the bookshop was closed ohno.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to AVA Room 2, with Joshua&lt;br /&gt;Of course, with two guys there, I immediately felt like the third party.&lt;br /&gt;Ahahaha, Amanda and Elijah were here on the bench.&lt;br /&gt;I felt so embarrassed cos at first I only saw Amanda, and was waving hi very enthusiastically until I saw Elijah.&lt;br /&gt;Wth. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me that they were a couple omg I wonder if that's true.&lt;br /&gt;They were sitting quite close to each other.&lt;br /&gt;But I simply can't place them together o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, nanhuaspeaks meeting, blahblahblah&lt;br /&gt;As usual, it was a pretty fun gathering.&lt;br /&gt;I think Nanhuaspeaks is a pretty bonded group.&lt;br /&gt;People keep cracking jokes and all that ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;The meeting was supposed to end at 9am, and I was intending to leave early.&lt;br /&gt;It dragged on till 11.30am T.T&lt;br /&gt;I ran all the way to the bus stop to catch the train&lt;br /&gt;With four minutes to go I quickly changed in the station toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTERNOON&lt;br /&gt;I didn't bring a change of shoes though, so Carson was laughing like hell when I finally arrived at Bedok.&lt;br /&gt;They were playing Truth or Dare ahaha, so I joined in but within two rounds I got caught &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Ew, sad.&lt;br /&gt;I was asked to name all my crushes from P1 to Sec2 [!!!], since Chenfeng was there.&lt;br /&gt;They got to know up till P6 and Chenfeng got to know up till Sec2.&lt;br /&gt;So I named them, but for Sec2 I said I didn't like anybody, which is actually true as far as I can remember.&lt;br /&gt;Then Carson said I must have one.&lt;br /&gt;But cos I really couldn't think of any they came up with one for me.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate lunch at Mac's.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't in the mood to eat but I still ordered McNuggets.&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least I asked Chenfeng to order for me.&lt;br /&gt;But I felt bad making him carry it for me so I went to help take serviettes etc.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Shichun, Evelyn and Suhui ate McFlurries.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, Chenfeng was the one who ate the most.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, he was gobbling up his food so fast Carson was all, "You look disgusting."&lt;br /&gt;I think.&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember what exactly he said, cos that was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Larry and I couldn't finish our fries, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, MacDonald's fries suck.&lt;br /&gt;I'd get LJS's any day.&lt;br /&gt;Larry managed to finish it ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;In the end I packed up my last nugget and half of the fries into my bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay after that we all went on to get our bikes woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;But the ones we rented were of such poor quality I told Carson never to get them again.&lt;br /&gt;The gears had some problem.&lt;br /&gt;We were a pretty odd bunch, in retrospect;&lt;br /&gt;Larry went on to rent skates so he was behind us LOL.&lt;br /&gt;He was the only one but he skated pretty well, despite a rocky start.&lt;br /&gt;Evelyn and Suhui were doubling hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Chenfeng was tall skinny, wearing maroon pants and a black shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, he dyed his hair so he resembled some Japanese/Korean person.&lt;br /&gt;And he was worried about being suntanned.&lt;br /&gt;Shichun was cycling too but she was also feeling sick so looked horribly pale;&lt;br /&gt;Carson was the funniest.&lt;br /&gt;He aint that much of an expert on cycling so he kept screaming for people to get away so that he wouldn't knock into them HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I kept U-turning just to make him jealous :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cycled on until we reached the end of the park.&lt;br /&gt;By that time, Larry and Chenfeng had already gone back cos Larry rented his skates for only an hour or so, and Chenfeng was too far away to catch up with us.&lt;br /&gt;[Somehow we had split into groups of one or two. Suhui and Evelyn, Carson and me, Chenfeng and Larry, and Shichun.]&lt;br /&gt;Shichun, Suhui, Evelyn, Carson and I were at the front, and we cycled all the way to CHANGI.&lt;br /&gt;The beach only though, but the sea view was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;It was so hot, the sunlight was sparkling on the water.&lt;br /&gt;But then Shichun started feeling very bad, and she wanted to go back.&lt;br /&gt;None of us felt good leaving her alone, though, so we accompanied her back to the track, where there were people who could look out for me.&lt;br /&gt;We stopped when we reached a shelter next to SAFRA, where she could rest until we got back.&lt;br /&gt;Then we cycled all the way to CHANGI AIRPORT!!&lt;br /&gt;We didn't get to see planes taking off cos we were on the wrong side, but we did see some planes woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention lots of planes coming in just flew over our heads?&lt;br /&gt;Not that literally but gosh, they were flying damn low.&lt;br /&gt;After a while we returned to where Shichun was sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't talk that much on the journey back cos everyone was tired and we were rushing to get our bikes back on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By that time I felt sure I was suffering mildly from heatstroke.&lt;br /&gt;My skin was reddishbrown and I felt uncomfortably warm so I got a McFlurry.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, ice cream never tasted this good.&lt;br /&gt;Shichun was burnin' up, ohno.&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere was rather subdued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the beach next, and Carson tried to dig a moat, but he looked oh-so-funny.&lt;br /&gt;His butt was fainches away from the sand and it was facing the water, so when the waves splashed in, he was in danger of getting his pants wet HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy to write everything we did here so I'm skipping this part.&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda redundant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVENING&lt;br /&gt;After washing up at the toilet, we decided to take the MRT home.&lt;br /&gt;On the way the guys started this game called "30 seconds"&lt;br /&gt;Pretty soon me and Suhui were joining in while Shichun and Evelyn watched.&lt;br /&gt;It was damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to choose a topic and the people playing were to name something of that topic each, going on and on until the time was up. The last person to talk would be the winner of that game.&lt;br /&gt;For examples, female singers.&lt;br /&gt;Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;Madonna&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;Lady Gaga&lt;br /&gt;So on and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;It was mainly played by Carson and me but Suhui and Larry joined in sometimes :D&lt;br /&gt;It was so damn fun HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Carson won a lot but luckily I didn't lose out much either xD&lt;br /&gt;People on the MRT kept looking at us and smiling AHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Even Shichun says she was laughing inside.&lt;br /&gt;The Indian guy sitting beside her was laughing too AHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, it took me a lot to stay awake while watching the 9 o'clock show on W Drama LOL.&lt;br /&gt;After that, I crashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORNING&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I woke up at 8 plus, surprisingly.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not used to waking up so early so I went back to bed HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-6917776366027543872?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/6917776366027543872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=6917776366027543872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/6917776366027543872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/6917776366027543872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/11/cyclingecp.html' title='Cycling@ECP!'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-1280331124354956856</id><published>2009-11-22T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T07:55:37.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Historical Fiction.</title><content type='html'>Hellooo people.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of myself for trying my best to keep this blog alive, ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;For starters, lemme reply my tags. I was so surprised that some people actually still tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carson: Cmon you know I've been lax in the blogging circle ahaha, I'll do it later if I'm not too lazy to.&lt;br /&gt;Joey: THANKS FOR TAGGING! You don't know how much it affects me that someone is actually still reading my blog HAHA. Aww but you did better than me in all the other subjects =/&lt;br /&gt;lilger: HAHA, thanks a lot for the encouragement, but I think my chinese is a rather gone case T.T In any case, it'll be over in less than year, considering that I'll have to take my Chinese O Level next year already haha&lt;br /&gt;Yingchen: Yeah we're facing A LOT of problems, I can't begin to tell you about them but I shouldn't be bombarding you with them haha.&lt;br /&gt;Yorksun: SUNNIESUNNIESUNNIESUNNIE [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly a month has passed since school ended and I'm not happy to report that I haven't completed hal of my homework as of yet. My Chinese is totally untouched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead I've been reading lots of books, and I'm surprised by how much I like historical fiction, especially those of the Ancient European worlds like Rome, Greece, etc. Just as well, since I'm taking history next year. Currently I'm reading Chris Kuzneski and he is AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're the kind who would like stories about Christianity but don't mind it being criticised, try Pope Joan by Donna Woolfolk Cross. It's about a female Pope. I only got wind of it when I saw the movie trailer that's going to come out in January. Honestly, I can't wait :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of upcoming movies, there's NewMoon. I'm not looking forward to it that much cos of the disappointing Twilight, but the trailers look damn cool and I think Chris Weitz's a good director, so yes I'm catching it with Clau and Cher for SURE. It opens on 3rd December and I REALLY wanna watch it on that day, but:&lt;br /&gt;a) The tickets are gonna be WAY ex, especially since if you want seats you'll have to book them online.&lt;br /&gt;b) I happen to have a documentary making camp on that day, which will last from 9am to 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;c) Clau doesn't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason why I wanna watch it on the day of its release is because we're getting our class allocation results back on the day after, 4December09, and I have this feeling that Clau and Cher are gonna be in the same class and I'm not. It'll [the movie outing] sort of serve as our last time together as BFFs, before we seperate. Hey, I wouldn't want to be all moody when I go out with them. It'll do more than just spoil the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah just last week I attended the Straits Times Media Camp, where they teach us journalist stuff. It was SO COOL. I got to learn about lots of stuff and even visit the office. Plus I met MTV's VJ, Denise Keller! I still have her autograph on my notebook :D It was so funny. I went up to her and said, "I'm Denise." and she squealed and said, "I love your name!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHA, but I don't think I would have had the courage to if it hadn't been for Fiona and the others who told me if I told Denise my name, then they would each give me one buck. I haven't pressed my debt yet muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing before I end this post: I think I might be taking French classes soon. IF my mom agrees to it :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[It is VERY EXPENSIVE though]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-1280331124354956856?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/1280331124354956856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=1280331124354956856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/1280331124354956856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/1280331124354956856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/11/historical-fiction.html' title='Historical Fiction.'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-6685593990098420351</id><published>2009-11-03T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T05:37:57.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revival? Perhaps</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's quite likely no one will even be reading this haha, but I have this impulse to post something up on my blog again, so here I am.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, it might just be due to the randomness of Carson Huang.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;He was all, "Could you please update your blog?" outta the blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, I've kinda lost the idea of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;I stopped because I just wasn't in the mood to blog, and cos I felt that blogging was a waste of time. I mean honestly, what is the point of letting everyone know your thoughts? Especially if you know you aint gonna post your real thoughts, so don't say it's a web log.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O What did I just say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K nvm Denise aint in the right mind.&lt;br /&gt;How about, for starters, I say my overall marks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EL--A2&lt;br /&gt;HCL--C6&lt;br /&gt;MATH--A1&lt;br /&gt;SCIENCE--A1&lt;br /&gt;GEOG--A2&lt;br /&gt;HIST--A2&lt;br /&gt;LIT--A1&lt;br /&gt;ART--B3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L1R5: 9 points&lt;br /&gt;LEVEL POSITION: 61st&lt;br /&gt;MSG: 2.25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg these results were really, totally not up to standard.&lt;br /&gt;My Chinese was the worst ever.&lt;br /&gt;I failed my EOY by two marks.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously it's a very contrasting grade.&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAABC.&lt;br /&gt;It totally pulled down my level position.&lt;br /&gt;MYE I got 27th!&lt;br /&gt;Clau got 25th and she's complaining T.T&lt;br /&gt;But then again for MYE she got 5th, so, ya.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are here and I have quite a lotts things to do. Here is the homework to do:&lt;br /&gt;-Math: Worksheet and Shinglee workbook&lt;br /&gt;-Chinese: 2 book reviews, 10 JIANBAOS, 1 practice paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Events:&lt;br /&gt;-Drama CIP&lt;br /&gt;-Library packing&lt;br /&gt;-Debate Workshop&lt;br /&gt;-NHS Camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr gotta go do homework now I'm like sidetracking.&lt;br /&gt;Will try to blog tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;denise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-6685593990098420351?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/6685593990098420351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=6685593990098420351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/6685593990098420351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/6685593990098420351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/11/revival-perhaps.html' title='Revival? Perhaps'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-4079284580692566142</id><published>2009-08-12T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T08:36:48.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;FOUR MORE POSTS TILL I CLOSE DOWN THIS BLOG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Although maybe I should reconsider my decision since I might get into blogging mood now and then. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's the middle of Common Test week. Mmhm.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;I'm screwed. S-C-R-E-W-E-D.&lt;br /&gt;[wait, is screwed a swear word? I'm not too sure, cos I wanna keep the NC13 rating for my blog.]&lt;br /&gt;Geography paper was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;History was, if possible, worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean seriously. For Geog, I finished the paper--sort of. The population graph was so daunting that in the end, I just gave up. Two marks gone. The last qns which costed 5 marks, I could only offer two or three valid points because it was only in the notes which I only scanned through since I didn't even think it was tested. What on earth did they put it there for?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History was, as aforementioned, worse.&lt;br /&gt;a) One MCQ mark lost. the answer for Qns 4 turned out to be A when I wrote B.&lt;br /&gt;b) For the Hock Lee Bus Riots qns, I was supposed to give a two-sided answer, yes and no? I finished my yes but couldn't remember my no, so I skipped it, intending to return to it once I finished my paper.&lt;br /&gt;c) When Ms Kali announced, 'One more minute', I was only starting on my last question, which has a value of SEVEN MARKS. I wrote only two points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Highlight if you are not averse to vulgarities &gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;{BLOODY HELL.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for sounding like a child here. Thanks for hearing me rant. But I'm kinda defeated. The first two tests are already so difficult cans. I think I'm gonna fail my ct2. Even my class tests weren't all that spectacular. Plus I have no idea why I keep slacking and not being able t concentrate on my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done ranting. Tomorrow's Engrish. Gonna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-4079284580692566142?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/4079284580692566142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=4079284580692566142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/4079284580692566142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/4079284580692566142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/08/rant.html' title='rant.'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-4330183199858669506</id><published>2009-07-18T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T10:12:17.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HP6</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Woah, hold up man. So much has happened over the last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Firstly, Sammy arrived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She's the newest addition to 202. Her parents were born in Hong Kong but she's born in Singapore. When she was in Primary 2, she migrated to Shanghai, but now she's back in Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This sparked off a new topic of gossip in our class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Before she came everyone was wondering what she'd look like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When the guys asked if she were chio, he merely replied, "she seems ok."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jiahui's description was the bestest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wearing a cheongsam and having her hair down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I can't remember the hair part but I'm sure it was a cheongsam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Everyone was, like, "She can't possibly wear a cheongsam to school!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In the end Sammy wasn't exactly someone you'd call chio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She has a sorta squashy face, and always-frowning eyebrows, and squinting eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There's nothing wrong with her looks, just pretty ordinary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Actually, I was thinking about her being erm, well, Yuwen-looking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But I think Sammy's a pretty nice person, just uncomfortable in our class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hey, who wouldn't? It wasn't as if we had welcomed her with open arms or anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Chermaine was the first to talk to her, but ultimately she and Jiahui became really good friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's a wonderful turnout--it was pretty obvious that those two think alike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wanna get some time to know her, but for some reason I can't bring myself to make conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Shyness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Secondly, PW has been REALLY hectic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Did I say really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Although honestly, I feel really guilty about it because I'm sure the other group members have it a lot worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But after my disaster with the group report, none of them are letting me do anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't blame them. I'm not exactly the responsible type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In another place, yes, but in a group of guaikias, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Not that I don't like Huixin they all, [it's not an offensive word in my dictionary] but it can be demoralising to me and burdenish to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I mean, who wouldn't feel that way? When you screwed something totally up because you've been doing it tha way for a long time only this time you screw up major cos your teammates DON'T screw up at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Plus I hate it when I delay others. There's the horrible feeling of guilt whenever you do something that pulls everyone downward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I try to help, again, but there isn't much, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I've got other appointments with my friends, so even if I needed to stick around, I couldn't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On wednesday I had to go to HMV with Tiange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On Friday it was out with the 6E people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Speaking of, we went to watch Harry Potter, ya know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Pengfun was going with me, since we were the only two Nanhuarians going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ha, ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wait, we met up with Kangjun halfway. I cancel the statement made earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, he was actually forced to wait for me while I copied over pictures from Junwei's thumbdrive and rush around the school to give it back to Cair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Poor Pengfun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And when I said around, I mean it literally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I first went to Carissa's classroom which was in the library block, 3rd floor, before she called me saying that she was at the lift lobby on the 2nd floor. That's way over at the other block!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But what choice did I have? I ran all the way over and when I went back to Pengfn in the canteen, i was dripping with sweat and panting like a dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He simply looked up from his handphone games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;DOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We went to watch Harry Potter. Btw, if you're not a fan of Harry Potter, try not to watch it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Don't get me wrong--the movie was good and all, loved the music--but the acting sucked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Honestly, Daniel Radcliffe didn't even do much except move and say a few words. Even within that frame, he didn't do any awesome actions or give impressive speeches. Everything was laid out for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Slughorn always quickly agreed to whatever he said and Dumbledore was the one who did the actions and words. Dumbledore aint that good an actor either, by the way, just passable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think Rupert Grint was probably the one who was better at acting in this movie. Though he's not hot or cute or handsome, his acting actually went up a notch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Even Emma Watson was underperforming. Her crying was very fake. She's a very talented actress and all, but she just didn't seem Hermione-ish enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ranted enough. Gotta go to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-4330183199858669506?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/4330183199858669506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=4330183199858669506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/4330183199858669506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/4330183199858669506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/07/hp6.html' title='HP6'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-6440744440505807449</id><published>2009-07-16T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T09:06:42.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 more.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SIX MORE POSTS TILL I RELINK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;All I can say is, today has been a weird day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Don't ask me why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's just a feeling that was in me all day, and I mean that nearly literally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aww, stupid digestive system of mine, can't even work right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today started with PC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mr Mun was talking about....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Homosexuality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then he said homosexuality is an unnatural act.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But last time when I did the repeal 377A motion, I found research saying that homosexuality is inborn and found in nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Still, I gotta admit the act kinda grosses me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Though I don't give it much thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have nothing against gays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After reading Wolfcry by Amelia Atwater-Rhodes though, I got rather freaked out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHAHAHA but I remember how Mr Mun shared his experiences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He said he went down to a transvestite pub in Changi Village before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;LAWL. And quite a lot were pretty, but once they started talking you feel weirded out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cos their voices are so deeeeeeeeep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And about the gay couple pubs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There was this couple who drove off to a remote roadside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The car was shaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ohmygosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;REPEAL 377A! or KEEP 377A!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;    you decide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Btw, I saw the campaign posters for the exco chairman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I SUPPORT LYDIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Although I've never met her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cair told me about her proposal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Audrey--sweet drinks. [No way. Never gonna work, in my opinion]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Pearlynn--'I WILL KEEP MY WORD' Not so sure what her proposal is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Clara--Catalyst for change. Not sure what proposal is. [It's the interesting PACMAN posters]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lydia--Extended back gate hours, no plaits on Monday, and extra beds in the sick bay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That's all I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ANYWAY. After PC, we had English.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We went to com lab, edit, blablabla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After English was PE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Here's where I suddenly got a stomachache and had to go to the toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And the cramped sick bay for some medication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I understand why Lydia wants more beds now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There were two guys in there and I couldn't apply the medicine until they left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Btw, THANK YOU EDLIND for accompanying me all the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;THANKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;RECESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I had no appetite after my famous stomachache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I just drank H-TWO-O to replenish my energy, that's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ASSEMBLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mr Mun went through the determinaent and inverse matrix with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Determinent I could understand, but inverse matrix had me totally confounded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After a while we went to play Captain's Ball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Two accidents happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;One, I fell and reopened the scrape on my knee I had gotten during PE lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The blood hadn't even clot [ted] properly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Two, the stomachache came back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Major ew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I had to sit in a corner and not participate untill the pain passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When I got up to rejoin them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;game over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Later ICT. More PW. Learnt Ulead from Ms Candy Goh (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lunch. Ate Shirataki Noodles. starving. Didn't eat breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I totally destroyed my drawing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At first it was a pretty nice orange with good, blending tones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But Mrs Lim demonstrated the sweeping storkes of a sphere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I thought I'd did it wrongly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;--mine resembled those dotted patchy oil paintings--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so I went to redo and I screwed it all up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ANd worse I had forgotten to bring my art materials.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Left them ALL at home except for my acrylics and brushes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yeah, okay. Great day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Claps hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;PS: I finally got the hang of blogging well. How's my skin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-6440744440505807449?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/6440744440505807449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=6440744440505807449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/6440744440505807449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/6440744440505807449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/07/6-more.html' title='6 more.'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-3774684205497222207</id><published>2009-07-03T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T08:14:06.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>demi lovato</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/Sk4a9jjp7kI/AAAAAAAAAEY/0qOiJv-8GLc/s1600-h/demi_lovato_dont_forget.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354246651809230402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/Sk4a9jjp7kI/AAAAAAAAAEY/0qOiJv-8GLc/s320/demi_lovato_dont_forget.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;DEMI LOVATO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Say what you will, but I think her songs ROCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I love LaLaLand and Trainwreck a lot. The rest also veh nce omgomg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay so yesterday was a nice day out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;PE: Took height and weight. Sad. I gain 1 or 2 kg, and gew by only 0.5cm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm friggin short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Must lose weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Assembly: Cos of H1N1, this was cancelled. Form teacher's period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Luckily MrMun didn't do MORE math, but let us play Captain's Ball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't think it's Handball lehh =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We went to the new indoor sports hall (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was really fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But it was after recess cos I felt kinda queasy afterwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And once Yewshen stepped on me when I fell to the ground when I was rescuing the ball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ball was unhurt, HAHA. Skin tear off my pinky and 4th finger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A bit of blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then I ask MrMun if I can wash, if not later infection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A bit scary cos if the scrape was any deeper, I'd have lost quite a lot of blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Luckily it was just a few spots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But very sian leh. Cos my hand was throbbing a bit, I was afraid to play-the ball might slip outta my hands and my skin might get pierced then I'll really bleed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So I just moved on the fringes until my hand didn't hurt as much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Btw, Elijah was on the team which tucks in their shirts. Then he pulled his pants up so much here were at his chest level. N-E-R-D. ROFLMAO. jkjk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And lots of times when the guys threw high, the ball hit the ceiling, then the path got interrupted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;One time Elijah got cornered when with the ball, then he threw high, and it landed right in Jiahui's hands. She was just standing there, and it dropped into her hands HAHA. Nice catch man. But she said it hurt. So not that good after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HCL: The story was really really nice, but the lesson was really kinda boring. I half wrote a short story when I was sitting through the lesson. I'll post it up later on my story blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;English: MsKali dinna come, so we all sacked around a bit. Today we learnt MsKali had a common flu and dinna come. The relief teacher told us to do the Blood Money Chapter, but we did before so still slack ;D Me cher clau all live band, blasting songs and singing along. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lotsa people stare at us like o.O HAHA. Clow even dance for us lorh. Once we three were singing and looking at Clow, then she stare back and suddenly burst out dancing. And we burst out laughing. LOLL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just pole dance haha, Cher said it was her friend who told her. And I learn the secret of If You Seek Amy. Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Later after school me and Tiange went out to Orchard XD It was really nice going with her. We went to HMV. The prices there damn ex can. But they had a sale, yay. So prices weren't that high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sadly, Tg couldn't find her 2PM album. So I couldn't buy her bday pressie. She bought one other album on her own, and then another called erm..wait I can't rmb the band name. I remember one of the four guys looked like a girl though. And that it was a German band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She said she'd burn the CD for me;; Thanks tg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I bought Demi's album. At first I was considering buying the Jonas Brothers', cos Edlind said it was very nice, but tg said demi was nice and I myself liked Trainwreck, so I bought the Singapore version, which was muchmuch cheaper. 11.90, haha. My very first album!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm listening to it now on my Grandma'a radio LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-3774684205497222207?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/3774684205497222207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=3774684205497222207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/3774684205497222207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/3774684205497222207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/07/demi-lovato.html' title='demi lovato'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/Sk4a9jjp7kI/AAAAAAAAAEY/0qOiJv-8GLc/s72-c/demi_lovato_dont_forget.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-291108136907398788</id><published>2009-07-01T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T08:24:11.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dead.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gawd, this blog is dead and it's gonna be even more dead soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hols have been busy so I couldn't update, AND the wire connecting my phone to my com has gone berserk. Which means I cant upload photos. Sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anw, back to school. Grimace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Chinese I am way off from completing. So I'm not gonna talk about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nanhua has our first case of H1N1! Sec1 guy from bball. Everyone pointed fingers at Rymond HAHA. He's kana be quaratined. Sigh. Why aren't we closing the school down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Not that I'd like elearning that much, but it's actually better, I think. At least I'd have time to slack and go out. And write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On a forenote, I'd like to say I'll be closing this blog down soon, cos I'd rather write stories and post them up on my other blog. I'll have to revamp it-the skin has to be nice after all. And I'll of course be writing about daily life sometimes there, but it's mostly gonna be media stuff. Poems, songs, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'll do it after I achieve 102 posts my sec1 class! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay gotta go do math homework. Mr Mun sadisttt. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-291108136907398788?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/291108136907398788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=291108136907398788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/291108136907398788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/291108136907398788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/07/dead.html' title='dead.'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-8616982503395691252</id><published>2009-06-17T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T10:25:27.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chalet 1st night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kays basically after we headed back, the guys went to the bike rental shop [night cycling]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But alas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The shop was closed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh, darn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So we settled down into nightly activities. Cair wanted to watch Cashmere Mafia, but Yingchen brought PulpFiction, a movie he recommended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Omg, it was really....influential.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;WARNING: MORE VULGARITIES FROM HERE ONWARDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;PulpFiction's rated R21.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Guess why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Four reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. there were about 200 hundred fucks in the whole movie, so Yingchen says. From what I saw, there was a lot more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. Drugs were portrayed here. Cocaine and heroin etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. Violence. People being killed and all that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. Sexual discussions, and several rather explicit scenes. Only Yingchang and I were watching when a guy got flashed. luckily it was for less than a second. I so DO NOT wanna reply that scene. shudder convulsively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We were being raher immature by counting the number of f words said in the movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think twenty were said in the first scene alone. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Whenever Hunny Bunny said fuck, all of us would chorus in unison. 'ONE!' 'TWO!' 'THREE!' Like omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yingchen was grumbling about us not being able to appreciate the movie properly and missing the point. HAHA. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In the end, the girls returned to their card games [and hanguang taught them chess] and we were left to watch the movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I did come to appreciate it, though, despite my initial dislike of the film.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was getitng restless, cos I had been really looking forward to night cycling and now, there was nothing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Out of desperation, I decided to go with the others who planned to have this Midnight Walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Only three accompanied me, but I was secretly quite glad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's actually quite tiring to put on some fake facade and smile every time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's nice to be able to be alone and emo for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So anyway, we walked the perimeter of Downtown East. AIMLESS WALKING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Halfway through we decided to go to the Hunted/Haunted House.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But it sorta flopped out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We walked past Aranda, [if i remember the name correctly] and someone said 2/3 was there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then I remembered Pengfun leaving halfway through the class gathering to go to his class chalet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wow. I sms-ed him but it turned out his dad hadn't allowed him to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Neither was Waikit there, so Yingchang reported.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So no point going in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then we walked past a canal. It was seriously eerie, cos the dim lamplights illuminating the black waters of the canal looked as if they might hold corpses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Since we were doing nothing more than chat and walk in pairs: Yingchen and Junwei, the seniors, leading in front, me and Yingchang, juniors, followers behind-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;junwei made the decision for us to go to Pasir Ris Park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then Yingchang suggested we go fishing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wanted to try it out, cos I've only ever prawn-fished before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yingchen agreed to check it out, so we crossed the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It would've been quite scary-the place was pitch black and the silhouettes of the trees did NOT help-if it weren't for the lamps lighting the path to the fishing site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it was still too ex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;=/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And i had left my wallet back in the chalet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In the end, we sat at the bar there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Shared drinks;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Junwei got a soya bean drink, and Yingchang chose JiaJia liang teh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Although he paid for it, we shared it. I have yet to return the borrowed money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHA I remember both of us koping Junwei's soya drink while he went to play ball with the soccer ball Yingchen had brought along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HE DIDN'T NOTICE ROFLMAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We sat there for a long time until we had rested enough and gotten tired of Yingchen's whines about being bored [HAHAHAHAH. No offence though Yingchen =D jkjk.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So we went back and I went to buy some instant noodles to eat ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tomyam, niceeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I sat at the bbq stone benches near our chalet, with Yingchang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Woah the breeze was really cool there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Kept getting odd looks from punks walking past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You know, girls with really really short skirts and shirtless guys etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I swear one guy was baring his chest when he was not in the least attractive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It looked obscene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think I showered after that, can't remember the exact sequence of activities...afterall, it's been more than one week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tuesday night btw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was sneezing my head off in the air-con,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;[I bet if clau were there, her tongue would be busy repeating 'bless you'. ._.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I took out the ginger beer/creamy soda I had kept refrigerated [bought it in Cheers] and went to the staircase outside to sit, dry my hair and drink-creamy soda, I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When I went in, Yingchang hadn't even finished showering-I was the first to shower, Yingchang went after me, then the girls much later I think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Having nothing to do, with Yingchen and Junwei occupied with ds, psps galore, I joined Carissa on the main bed to watch Cashmere Mafia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lucy Liu is HOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went to sleep;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Junwei didn't sleep at all OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The rest made so much noise I couldn't sleep easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dammit, Yingchang was the first to fall asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I didn't know how he could sleep with the racket all around us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I resorted to music from earphones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But I can say it wasn't the best sleep I ever had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I remember once I had to wake from bed cos they all went out leaving the sleepig people in the chalet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yingchang was sound asleep, SNORING SOFTLY, EVEN, so I had to drag myself outta the bed and open the door to Yingchen, who was banging on the door HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So it wasn't a good sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But I'm sure they all had fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My only worry was that I might have semi-consciously shouted SHUT UP in desperation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hmm/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-8616982503395691252?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/8616982503395691252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=8616982503395691252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/8616982503395691252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/8616982503395691252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/06/chalet-1st-night.html' title='chalet 1st night'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-9028599879772443836</id><published>2009-06-17T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T03:49:43.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chalet, 1st day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heya peeps&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Tis been a long time since I've blogged on this blog, hehs.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for neglecting my duties.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this year's June hols are EXTREMELY different from my others'.&lt;br /&gt;while before I would have been bored outta my mind [Parents don't let me out etc.].&lt;br /&gt;this time I have LOADS to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week: Debate Camp. Like I said.&lt;br /&gt;Second week: Chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day: First we went to Mops Burger to eat. The food there was damn ex. I bought four sticks of chicken meat for like, two dollars?? And they were really eensy-weensy, I assure you.&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least Audrey got ripped off even more than I did.&lt;br /&gt;HEHE (:&lt;br /&gt;She bought some Mexican drumlets-spicy, though the waitress didn't say so, so she lost on that one too-for some totally ridiculous price. I can't remember exactly.&lt;br /&gt;Yingchen was totally gloating, cos he had arrived quite some time earlier, and had gotten ripped as well. It was nothing compared to Audrey's, though.&lt;br /&gt;My poor junior ):&lt;br /&gt;Yingchang was so...infuriating. [btw i'm not sure if it's a vulgarity.] He actually went to takeaway MacDonald's! Almost all of us had gotten ripped and he was the only one.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I decided to kope him and went to buy Mac's ice creams.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.&lt;br /&gt;The day was swelteringly hot.&lt;br /&gt;I remember having a slight toothache though =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went bowling.&lt;br /&gt;My first time bowling did not go well.&lt;br /&gt;I SUCK AT BOWLING.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I kept gutter-ing, dammit.&lt;br /&gt;And Yingchen kept insisting that his skills were mediocore, yet he was blatantly taking the lead.&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Carissa came halfway and she also tried her hand at bowling.&lt;br /&gt;I think she wasn't sure of the mechanics of bowling, though, so she guttered.&lt;br /&gt;She improved though. Go Cair! =D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I lost my temper.&lt;br /&gt;Guess who.&lt;br /&gt;It was none other than the infuriating OYC.&lt;br /&gt;They were teasing me about my posture, cos when I throw, one foot comes up, a bit like a dancer's [I used to like dancing a lot, and did lots of exercises on my own]&lt;br /&gt;And he actually took a photo of my back view. AND a photo as well.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN HIM.&lt;br /&gt;Need I explain more what those images contained?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to check in. The room wasn't as small as I had expected it to be, though it was nowhere near large.&lt;br /&gt;We settled our bags in a neat row, and played a few card games, plus teasing each other about where we were to sleep that night.&lt;br /&gt;Later, the girls all went to fetch Hazel, who had arrived later.&lt;br /&gt;I stayed to play more card games.&lt;br /&gt;Eek, I lost at Uno.&lt;br /&gt;该死 de yingchang made me lose.&lt;br /&gt;His turn was before mine, cos I was sitting next to him, and he kept putting draw 2/4 cards and since I did not have any draw cards, I had no choice but to keep adding cards to the growing pile.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PILLOW-FIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;It was sososo FUN.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, we kept throwing pillows at each other, and eventually we all ended in one tangled heap on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;A bit awkward, esp. since I was probably the only girl present.&lt;br /&gt;Me, Yingchang, Yingchen, Junwei and Hanguang.&lt;br /&gt;But we allied and focused on the common enemy: JUNWEI.&lt;br /&gt;We all ganged up on him LOL.&lt;br /&gt;He suffered the worst of all of us in the pillowfight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while later in the middle of Daidi, I think, Hazel stormed in and was furious cos she hadn't realised that it was Costa Sands DOWNTOWN EAST, and she took a taxi to Costa Sands PASIR RIS and wasted ten bucks.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry Hazel but it was all a simple misunderstanding. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the other girls came back, we split into two distinct groups.&lt;br /&gt;One was the play-cards group.&lt;br /&gt;The other was the watch-Cashmere Mafia group.&lt;br /&gt;I fell into the latter.&lt;br /&gt;GIRL POWER MAN.&lt;br /&gt;I loved Lucy Liu's clothes.&lt;br /&gt;They were so damn HAWT, OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later things escalted to the point where both parties were disturbed by the noises of the other.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, Carissa shouted at them to quiet down so we could hear the show.&lt;br /&gt;Haha/&lt;br /&gt;We decided to go out and have dinner =/&lt;br /&gt;but some went for a suhi buffet that was so damn ex&lt;br /&gt;while me jowell audrey and cair went to have cheaper fare.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo, the bill arrived at only about 8 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;In your face, guys! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided to shop around a bit afterwards&lt;br /&gt;[the guys and Hazel were having a 90-min eat all you can buffet]&lt;br /&gt;i came around a spaghetti strapped shirt that suited me a lot, but I couldn't find the right size and I didn't wanna spend too much money.&lt;br /&gt;I don;t even wear spaghetti straps =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Audrey found a really wonderful beret, brown imitation.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, and the bags were so darn sweet, but unfortunately, we boh monehh.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf for coffee and hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;I shared the later with Jowell.&lt;br /&gt;Cair and Audrey shared the former.&lt;br /&gt;We were laughing the whole while of making the boys jealous cos we had spent money on good food, summore.&lt;br /&gt;Later they came back and we headed back to the chalet/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay gtg. I'm typing this in clau's house so hafta go now.&lt;br /&gt;Byes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-9028599879772443836?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/9028599879772443836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=9028599879772443836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/9028599879772443836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/9028599879772443836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/06/chalet-1st-day.html' title='Chalet, 1st day'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-4195885759399766997</id><published>2009-06-05T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T07:24:48.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>debate camp.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SikgnOsSEzI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/YwDBkz0zXmw/s1600-h/bin_laden_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343838291182621490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SikgnOsSEzI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/YwDBkz0zXmw/s320/bin_laden_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OSAMA BIN LADEN .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;debate camp was today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;woke up at 6.45am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;wth, freaking early cans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;idk why today I'm swearing quite a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;don't mind me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so today I met up with Gabriel, Yanting and Cair to cab to Nanyang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hell, I've never taken 241 at 7 plus in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I failed to account for the peak hours =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So i was late for a few minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;went to nanyang, register at the desk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;man the host was hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I got shocked a bit LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anws, I went into Group III.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Facilitator: Leann.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wow, yingpei. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Junior present: Nicole ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anws first we played an icebreaker game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;which is basically to ums,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;learn things which are interesting about your partner to your left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and after 5mins,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we're supposed to advertise our new friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;explaining why we should make friends with him/her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Val was beside me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and her name aint short for Valerie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She's Tamil and her real name is really long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She didn't tell me LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then I advertised her and all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then came SURVIVOR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;wth, it was crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I always hate this game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It just seems pretty useless to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay for those who don't know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Survivor is a game where your team is marooned on an island.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You have to give a speech to convince your teammates why you deserve to stay on the island.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then they vote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last year, before they explained the rules, they made us pick a character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So it was like, 'OHHHHHH.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But this year they granted us our roles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was Osama Bin Laden ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jack the Ripper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Suddam Hussein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bill Gates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Albert Einstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hannah Montana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;J.K. Rowling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mother Theresa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Barack Obama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lee Hsien Loong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Britney Spears and;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Paris Hilton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well Paris Hilton won;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lee Hsien Loong was runner-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He was from Maris Stella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Haha I got his number on a dare from Minhan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jeremy/Mr Lee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Call him whenever I want a free stay at thr IR LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Kays then back to Lecture Threatre;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Carissa was actually a clown O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But she still got in, wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Said she had muscles from her stunt training and can climb trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was damn funny how they kept throwing arguments back and forth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Walau the host damn hot. and he's funny too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'so what're gonna do?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'Train monkeys to climb trees'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;amp;later when asked to prove their stands,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'so how're gonna prove to us? you gonna bring in a monkey here...?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;amp;later when thursty alked about advertising for couples to have children,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;he said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'wow, so when people see the ad on a bus, they're gonna go home and start producing babies?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;wth SICK HAHAHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In the end Cair lost to a Wildlife Specialist from Group I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Her name was Sylvia and she was from Woodlands Sec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Val's schoolmate :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then went to canteen for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lemme tell you the food sucked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Rice was mushy made me wanna puke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mango pudding was hard and not cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Veggies were disgusting;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I gave most of them to Hazel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;btw, nanyang has  SWING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The porch swing kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Woah it was veryvery nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me and minhan had the time of our lives swinging on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I think Thurston and Nicole have acrophobia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haha hey were both green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;both were clutching the sides of the swing as if it were their life support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;both wanted to vomit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and Cair was like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'and during their wedding there'll be champagne with vomit floating on it.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;EW LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went back to LT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Played Truth or Dare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I zhong'ed second time and Cair won't lemme have a Truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She made me ask for Lorenzo's number =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't like him can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just because he talked to me doesn't mean that I like him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nvm bie ji dong bie ji dong. ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Later we went back to the classrooms for an issue talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was so friggin hawt and noisy mans i really wanted to fall asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anws we had an issue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'Singapore is experiencing a decreasing birth rate and mortality, which is contributing to an aging population'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then we were supposed to say should we do more? and what should we do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;went back to LT for the speeches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Group I actually said they weren't gonna do anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the host was seriously funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'so you're saying you won't do anything cos the situation will worse to the point where it would suck so much that couples immediately start producing a whole soccer team of kids.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The facilitators were damndarn funny sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cos the host decided to let them decide which group was the winner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Group I's fac voted for her own even though it was crap. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Group 4's fac also voted for his own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;K the case wasn't as bad but very biased can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Group II's fac voted for us ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yay Group III FTW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;They were arguing on the floor WOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was actually fun watching them debate amongst themselvesl ehh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I mean, just look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anws then go HOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm dead beat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I need sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-4195885759399766997?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/4195885759399766997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=4195885759399766997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/4195885759399766997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/4195885759399766997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/06/debate-camp.html' title='debate camp.'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SikgnOsSEzI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/YwDBkz0zXmw/s72-c/bin_laden_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-5675842651524604153</id><published>2009-06-02T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T08:23:25.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vivo with peru.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SiU-jsPjg0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/5Abbq3FOQJs/s1600-h/02062009(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342745315837707074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SiU-jsPjg0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/5Abbq3FOQJs/s320/02062009(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me and Perini in cinema. Cheese!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SiU-jdUJ3AI/AAAAAAAAAEA/BKrBwiBhfoQ/s1600-h/DSC00269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342745311830465538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SiU-jdUJ3AI/AAAAAAAAAEA/BKrBwiBhfoQ/s320/DSC00269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me in this bowler hat thingy..forgot the name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SiU-jB00M9I/AAAAAAAAAD4/FQtHAnTkzxE/s1600-h/DSC00270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342745304451265490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SiU-jB00M9I/AAAAAAAAAD4/FQtHAnTkzxE/s320/DSC00270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Perini in the bowler hat thingy. Gosh it suits her. Barrowloads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SiU-i_eTyNI/AAAAAAAAADw/HQ1cOCbd8fo/s1600-h/02062009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342745303819995346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SiU-i_eTyNI/AAAAAAAAADw/HQ1cOCbd8fo/s320/02062009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cowgirl Denise! Wheets I LOVE THIS HAT MAN. I WANTED IT SOSOSO BADLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SiU-ih7_4AI/AAAAAAAAADo/DRVz269dyP4/s1600-h/DSC00268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342745295891456002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SiU-ih7_4AI/AAAAAAAAADo/DRVz269dyP4/s320/DSC00268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Peru in the cowgirl hat. Lol the string was across her face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;VIVOCITY, VIVACITY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today started bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;For one, Enru couldn't come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I forgot to tell her cos it was my dad's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;amp;in the midst of all the hallelujahs, it totally slipped my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She had to babysit her sisters though :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But cos Perini was waiting, I totally rushed up to Harbourfront.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Turned out that with Perini along, any outing would have been a success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's been so long since I've gushed like any other silly, immature, childish girly girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Girl Gossip's been outta my dictionary for like, forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But I couldn't gush all that much, cos Perini was equally excited to spill her news,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but I had as much fun talking about her friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jaymond must be hot guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Too bad they're all jerks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You can never judge a book by its cover;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We went around to buy tickets for NIGHT AT THE MUSEUM 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3.35pm showing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;With half an hour to kill, we went....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;WINDOW-SHOPPING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Whoosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;First we went to Topshop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nothing there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then we went to Forever 21.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OHMYGOSH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The rosaries were really pretty, I wished I could've gotten one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's just too bad I'm not a Christain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Enru's one, can you believe it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sighs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We went around and lemme tell you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Forever 21 is the HOTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's got lots of stuff which I love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but can't wear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Like strapless shirts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bam, you'll never catch me in one of those.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There were loads of dresses I would've killed to have for prom night too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If we had one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But I found greatgreatgreat tunics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ya know, we seem to have an affinity with Forever 21's hats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last time we had a Husky outing at Vivo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we also took pictures with hats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was a men's hat we took with last time, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This time it was a cowgirl's hat I found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;IT WAS SO DAMN CUTE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I want!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Grrrrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Btw, shades are reallyreally nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Peru says the brown ones suit me better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Man I want one of those.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I seem to be demanding material possesions a lot today (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then we went to Level Two/Three and wandered into Valerie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;LOL, VALERIE. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The tunics there were awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I found a polka-dotted one with a black vest that was exactly for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but it was so dear I threw it aside just after looking at the price tag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This world is so unfair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When we finally stopped drooling at the gorgeous clothes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I, who was more the timekeeper trying to keep Perini from straying away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;[LOL. Yeshh Perr you were sidetracking a lot. Which I mean in the literal sense. We were talking so much, it was so easy to forget that time even existed.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;discovered that it was 3.50pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;whatheheck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And zoom, we went dashing through the crowd,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and nearly ended up getting lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Gahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then we zoomed back to the central area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And found out that Golden Village was actually just behind us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh-so-wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hahahhh, the movie was wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The only flaw was that it relied a bit too much on it's unique strength-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the characters coming back to life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There were heaps of new characters,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and I'm pretty sure the computer generation was humungous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But a little too many charcters were there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So it could get a bit dizzy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Later we got lost again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went dow a wrong exit :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and wandered through the carpark looking for another exit to get through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, cos I was itching for ice-cream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we went to Haagen-Daaz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The prices there were skyrocketing man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;$5.50 for one scoop of Belgian Chocolate ice cream man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My pocket money :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went home after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Was getting late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ohya we went to PageOne a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Missed that out just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ohh, I'm tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Maybe I shall draft out Chapter Four later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-5675842651524604153?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/5675842651524604153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=5675842651524604153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/5675842651524604153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/5675842651524604153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/06/vivo-with-peru.html' title='vivo with peru.'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SiU-jsPjg0I/AAAAAAAAAEI/5Abbq3FOQJs/s72-c/02062009(003).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-7028941460538627961</id><published>2009-06-01T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T10:22:59.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heya peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO THOSE WHO WANNA READ MY LAMESHIT STORY.&lt;br /&gt;Announcement:&lt;br /&gt;I have put up the Prologue, Chapters One, Two, and Three up at my other blog, www.la-unnmed.blogspot.com You may find them under the heading 'Haunted'. Rest assured that although it sound cheesy, cliched and lame [haha i'm insulting myself], it is but a temporary title for the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have decided not to edit the chapters until I am done with everything. [Which is darning unlikely. I have never finished a single story before. :/] Therefore, please forgive any grammatical errors, laspes in writing, and contradictory clashes, for they will eventually stand to be corrected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, please keep in mind that criticism is heavily encouraged. Your co-operation is much appreciated. Thank you, and have a nice bloghopping day! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheets, that was sweet. Hey I'm rhyming, lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's 'bad day':&lt;br /&gt;-Finally slept at FOUR AM this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't get to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;-Screwed up in debate cos I didn't have a good enough case.&lt;br /&gt;-Screwed up in library CIP cos I was wearing slippers.&lt;br /&gt;-Dropped all my coins and had to pick them all up, scattered all over the place, when I was topping up my card.&lt;br /&gt;-Sister woke me from a nap just so I could help her with her homework, which sucked cos the syllabus is extremely different from what we used to learn. Plus I forgot the plants :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm going out with Enru and Peru ^^&lt;br /&gt;Joy.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get Enru's bdae prezzie tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Grr I didn't bring enough money today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm wondering about the outcome of my oh-so-wonderful story.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it's not like I'm gonna finish it.&lt;br /&gt;It's very impossible.&lt;br /&gt;Although I hope that with enough inspiration and motivation, I can keep going.&lt;br /&gt;Still, I don't even have a definite plot.&lt;br /&gt;Like, I know the rough sketch,&lt;br /&gt;but no in-depth stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Cos my writing style is make it up as I go.&lt;br /&gt;While that encourages any creative juices I have,&lt;br /&gt;it's annoying when contradictory things arise.&lt;br /&gt;So it's a mixed blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai. it's late. I'm going off soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-7028941460538627961?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/7028941460538627961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=7028941460538627961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/7028941460538627961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/7028941460538627961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/06/heya-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-2194902522420353718</id><published>2009-05-31T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T12:06:06.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spiderman.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SiLRFzkKkMI/AAAAAAAAADg/LYXLZqVVSyQ/s1600-h/spiderman1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SiLRFzkKkMI/AAAAAAAAADg/LYXLZqVVSyQ/s320/spiderman1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342062005686276290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;SPIDERMAN .&lt;br /&gt;it all started one hot baking afternoon when there was nothing to watch on tv so i decided to watch some movies.&lt;br /&gt;but all the movies I knew of were dreary, familiarised and seemed too childish to me at that time.&lt;br /&gt;kid's movies. cartoons. disney.&lt;br /&gt;you get my point.&lt;br /&gt;so i dug up my dad's movies from nong nong ago.&lt;br /&gt;and bam!&lt;br /&gt;I found this and decided to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;And it's quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;Though not perfect, I've seen better movies.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just give it a short review.&lt;br /&gt;[You know I recall it as the day after PTC.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot: Great. I liked the storyline-it fit well and was balanced out nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directing: Good. The stunts were wonderful and real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Costumes: Soso. Spiderman's costume was great, but the Green Goblin's was terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makeup: Quite good. The wrestling ladies had good style in their appearance, and Mary Jane was portrayed well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions: Quite good, yeah, I liked the part where Ben Parker died. It was...moving. And the ending was done well. 'with great power comes great responsibility'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acting: To be honest, I think it was terrible. Mary Jane aint a good actress. Or should I say, Kirsten Dunst. Plus, I don't see how deserving she is of Spiderman's love. Look at how fickle she is! Flash, Harry, Spiderman, and then Peter. Plus, she could get a little braver than that. I mean, damsel in distress and all that, but try to get a little more courage. It wouldn't hurt, plus it would boost her character a lot. Maybe she's insecure cos of her father...? And the scene where she professed her love and kissed Peter is terrible. It was so unconvincing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter Parker can also improve on his acting. Subtlety is best, and sometimes he displays exactly the right amount of emotion and expression, but at other times I was thinking, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get Real. &lt;/span&gt;So his acting can be improved, yeah. You know for some reason I'm fascinated by his dimple. On the chin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I think the Harry Osborne could have been Edward. He had the strong jaw, bronze hair, and those soulful eyes. I think he could manage being a stone. Ya think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoosh, and I'm done with my review. Back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr holidays. Terrible they are. For the first two weeks I'm taken.&lt;br /&gt;-Monday: Debate plus CIP&lt;br /&gt;-Tuesday: Husky Outing&lt;br /&gt;-Wednesday: Debate/Bio&lt;br /&gt;-Thursday: Idk, homework?&lt;br /&gt;-Friday: DA Camp&lt;br /&gt;-Saturday: DA Camp&lt;br /&gt;-Sunday: DA Camp&lt;br /&gt;-Monday: CIP&lt;br /&gt;-Tuesday: Chalet&lt;br /&gt;-Wednesday: Chalet&lt;br /&gt;-Thursday: Chalet&lt;br /&gt;-Friday: CIP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest would probably be taken up by VJ filming.&lt;br /&gt;Hai.&lt;br /&gt;Plus the homework load is humungous.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't finished a single piece.&lt;br /&gt;Grr.&lt;br /&gt;OMGOSH IT'S THREE AND I HAVE DEBATE TMR.&lt;br /&gt;GTG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-2194902522420353718?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/2194902522420353718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=2194902522420353718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/2194902522420353718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/2194902522420353718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/05/spiderman.html' title='spiderman.'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SiLRFzkKkMI/AAAAAAAAADg/LYXLZqVVSyQ/s72-c/spiderman1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-3767172771871585594</id><published>2009-05-29T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T01:56:24.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reportedd.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;EEK CRAP. I accidentally published this post before I even typed anything into it. Grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'Denise is very blur.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yeah, I've been getting that for at least four years now. Ms Chea, Mdm Zuraida, and now Mr Mun as well. Grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He said things like paying full attention in class and remembering to do homework weren't present in me, so I was blur. Hais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today started out kinda bad. I woke up early to call Joey's parents to tell her I was cancelling out [sorry joey! &gt;&lt;] cos my dad offered to drive me himself. Then, since it was only 6 plus, I went back to sleep, crumpling my school uniform to wake up at 7.20 to wake my dad up. I reached school at 7.48am and saw beat on the 2nd floor. Wanted to wait for Joey but she was shorthanded [only beat had arrived =.=] so I went to help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After slotting the result slips into their respective report books, we started arranging them into order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And then there was nothing else to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So all we did was lounge around and help out occasionally when parents strayed in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Later the two guys helping out, Elijah and Rymond, came and they brought up the refreshments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then they just sit there playing PSP or whatever it was and just handed a bottle of water to every parent who came in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Camwhored a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Talked to Ms Faiza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Doodle on board.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Read book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Chat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Later past 9 I called my mom and turns out she didn't realise her slot was at 9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But it's my fault I forgot to tell her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was the first choice, though, naturally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In any case, so they came late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went down to canteen to meet them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Was mortified to see Elijah and Rymond downstairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well anw, took lift, saw Mr Mun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Here comes the comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's okay really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Result Slip:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'Ying Jie is a positive student with a lot of potential. She is a gentle girl who is gracious in her dealings with her friends. It's a pleasure to teach her!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have much to say about this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;a) Since when did Mr Mun address me by Ying Jie?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;b) I am so optimistic. Any one of my debate seniors can tell you that. clapclap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;c) Wow, I'm gentle. Newsflash. I never knew that. o.o maybe I'm more polite with teachers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;d) 'Pleasure to teach'? Whatever happened to the talking in class?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, I'm not complaining much, just incredulous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Been expecting worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yay, now my mother won't scold me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Everything was quite good, A's except for Lit and Chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Latter was expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Former was not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Still, seriously, lit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think I was lucky to get a B4 already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ohyea PE got C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Heck care, it's ms saw in any case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So long as my Napfa's good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mr Mun said nothing altogether too bad about my marks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Chinese need to improve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHAH I remember it was damn funny when my dad said he preferred to speak in Chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Said what, can understand Chinese better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And poor Mr Mun was flashing his head between him and me [sitting on the right].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyone could read his mind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'why on earth should denise major in english when her parents dont understand english as well as chinese.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Black sheep of family here. *raises hand*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And the worse thing was when Mr Mun made suggestionsfor improving my Chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'Jianbao, tuition, assignments.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think my jaw dropped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh please no, I hate Chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And turns out wjp wasn't all that bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Said I had potential to do a lot better if I could motivate myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wow. Okay. Owe her one for not telling on my missing homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Still, now my mom is adamant on tuition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;there's no way I'll have a free Saturday afternoon now =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and uh, subject combi came up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;dad was anxious to discuss it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so mr mun said i should take lit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i dont wanna end up like Carissa, thrown into a class full of rowdy girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh, groan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He said it was all due to preference la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But idk whether i should have physics,lit or history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then later we went to canteen to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Secured mrmun's permission to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lol there wasn't anything much to do anw;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so I bought Jap while dad took to horfun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lawl dad doesnt eat jap and went for yummy noodles though i dis-recommended it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mom only ate malaycake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Later it turnedout none of us was able to finish off the food,though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I left some rice in my bowl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;dad ate half of the plate's food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Momate only half of the malaycake, though she helped eat some horfun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I helped her finish the malaycake off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Slowly went up to audi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Accompanied mom and dad for a while before clau called. returned to class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Elijah ate all the lollipops!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sadded. ._. grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went with cher for the subject combi talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Saw raquel, edlind and zhao sheng there too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;awws mr lam was talking/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;one parent asked so many questions of triple science alone he wasted like 15min of our time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Later went back to class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tried to hand in art but ms ng not in staff room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Slotted it through the window in the art room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ironically later when i was taking the lift downstairs, I saw her on the first level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh wow. the wonder of it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;PTC was...long. and amazingly stressful. I wanna sleep now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-3767172771871585594?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/3767172771871585594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=3767172771871585594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/3767172771871585594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/3767172771871585594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/05/reportedd.html' title='reportedd.'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-3973029073658827844</id><published>2009-05-24T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T09:25:30.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPEE BIRTHDAEEEEEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/Shlo6AgN0zI/AAAAAAAAADQ/smSU3Vcbyv0/s1600-h/20f87e074807d614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339414179001258802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/Shlo6AgN0zI/AAAAAAAAADQ/smSU3Vcbyv0/s320/20f87e074807d614.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHERMAINE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yoshhers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Happy borthday gal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Loveya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sorry I can't give you a prezzie on Monday though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Which is essentially tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cos I gotta buy it on Monday itself. After school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mom doesn't let me outta the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cherlly I wanted yo give you a keychain at first, but I couldn't afford it, and I saw another better present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;More practical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aha, I'm keeping to a surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Though coincidentally I have some good news to share, on Cher's bdae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Took moi gold today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Swimming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I didn't anyone cept fpr erms lemme think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ow and czt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ow, cos I needed encouragement, and he's pretty frank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Czt, cos I wanted him to help me send a prayer to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lawl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I didn't tell you guys cos I wanted to know the outcome before letting you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sorry bout that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, sadded lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I;m gonna continue taking lessons till my sister gets her gold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If I have achieved gold star standards before she has gold, then good for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If not, then well, hi guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay some observant people must wonder now, HUH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yes, I passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yayness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Not that I;m gonna celebrate it specifically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Guitar;s on the way now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But hafta wait till june hols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cos my malaysian uncle might have an unused one, and yeah well, saving up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Going to malaysia in june hols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay, for today's events...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ps: my number was 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;TIMING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. 41. Grr, I would've done better if my arms weren't malfunctioning today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I got third in my group, I think.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Two groups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;One of the shorter people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The younger kids who prolly started when they were six or seven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Which is the average age to start taking lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Naturally, I ended up in Group 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There was this guy who was faster than me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was kinda fascinated by him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He was fast with his strokes and man, was he hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Maybe my female hormones are kicking in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm starting to judge appearances. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Worse was, cos my arms were malfunctioning, my legs had to do the job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So result? Legs ACHED/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The tester was talking and talking, and we were standing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wonder if he knew that me, and perhaps two other people-one was the tanned guy, the one I said was hot, and one was a girl whom I'll talk about later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;were screaming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Hurry UP! My legs are DYING! I need to get into the water!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Could tell cos we were half kneeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Like, palms on knees but standing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, finally, got into the water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Floated for one minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tread, one hand up, one minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tread, two hands down, five minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Undress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*I swin with Xiayu on Saturdays, and one time he came by while I was undressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I got damn embarrassed. After all, I was strippping underwater. EW. I'm starting to think Xiayu's a flirt. Once he swam under me while I was floating. Grr. T.T*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The tester had said no need to blow bubbles, just throw to catch air, so that was what I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Others were blowing bubbles though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Perhaps they weren't listening...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh wells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Underwater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Glad to say I did well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mom said I was pretty graceful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cos I always swim to the bottom, then use my hands to scrape along, then push up once I reach first lane [start form lane 3] and pop outta the water at the wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's a silent appearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Can-use-to-scare-people that kind, if the water was opaque.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Distance swim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On other words, 668.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6 backkick, 6 sidekick, 8 front crawl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Which is breaststroke for me, lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anything that flips [eg freestyle/ backstroke] I diedie liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;While waiting to start, there's the girl beside me-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the one whom I said was one of the ones who were screaming internally as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yeah, she attracted my attention when she arrived late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She had a beautiful voice, and I could tell she had a very strong personality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just by one word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The tester had said, "Are you feeling okay."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just to assert her condition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And she had replied, "Ya!" so enthusiastically that I felt kinda startled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Back to story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, feeling random, I said, "Hi."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;she was, O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm not kidding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Openmouthed staring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Yeah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"I said hi."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Oh. Hi."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;LAWL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Kays, backkick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's my strongest stroke, perhaps due to the fact that my arms don't malfunction when it comes to backkick. Or so my dad says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I love backkick though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was through it that Vera gave me the nickname of jellyfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cos I appeared to be floating backwards, she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, ya, I took the lead for backkick..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;...only to fall behind in sidekick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;GRR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I gotta work on my arms meh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then since my breaststroke is kinda average, so I got trapped in the middle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Some people caught up in sidekick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Timing, 3238.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;outta 4500.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My dad bought 4D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Though it would have been smaller if it weren't for the fact that as I was breathing during breaststroke, a swimmer pushed some water and I swallowed one WHOLE mouthful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Choke, splutter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Luckily it didn't go to my lungs though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thank my uvula.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Switching in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Not to mention the number of swimmers I bumped into in backkick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cos I was faster, whenever I start on a new lap, I was going against a whole wave of other swimmers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anws, after that, I went to bathe and change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Btw, the exam started at 12.15pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mom woke me at 10 plus just for this grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In any case, after that we went home by car [Dad came]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to dump my wet things and change my shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;[I got it soaked when I was packing up after my shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I would have been bursting with exuberance if it weren't for the hell my dad was waiting to give.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Why your arms cannot push out further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This slows you down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Did you know you can do better if you pushed to 3 o'clock?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You were only at 2 o'clock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You were first in backkick you know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Your sidekick sucked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The guy caught up because he threw his arms out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I expect better performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;YOU COULD HAVE DONE A LOT BETTER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Like I don't know. Hais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Can you stand up straighter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Your stomach;s very nice right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Your posture was terrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I know I'm fat. Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Be happy I passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nvm, back to math file homework...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the end to this very very long and drab post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;xxdenise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-3973029073658827844?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/3973029073658827844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=3973029073658827844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/3973029073658827844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/3973029073658827844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-chermaine.html' title='HAPPEE BIRTHDAEEEEEE'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/Shlo6AgN0zI/AAAAAAAAADQ/smSU3Vcbyv0/s72-c/20f87e074807d614.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-8194681502447096320</id><published>2009-05-16T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T08:38:58.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STORY BLOG.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yoshh people. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay so for the story writing purpose, I put up another blog with the writing bits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.la-unnamed.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;www.la-unnamed.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; it makes my job a whole lot easier. visit if you can! ^^ Thanks guy I LOVE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;taggies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;huixin: nahh, publishing is hard to do. I'm content if I can even finish it. In the past whenever I wrote stories I never ended them. My comp has a whole folder of them. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;`EDLIND!: *sad smile* hard to achieve, though I wanna be one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jingwen: Ah, my midnight friend! Tagged (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cair: Yepp, he raped her. I sound morbid, but then again, I've always been a pessimistic person. Sometimes. And writing's FUN. Write a story Cair! and good luck with setting up your blog ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Peru: AHHH SCREAM. Forgot to put delete my first chapter, I'm roping it in for a review. Putting it up soon. At my story blog. AHH. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ohya, Enru's suggesting we go Vivo again. I'm ACHING for another outing. And btw, Shicong said the class badminton outings are on the 29th, 39th and 31st of May. Coming? Oh do so come. I've been to several outings but you and Enru are never there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Joey: THANKS JOEY. You were spot on man. Woah telepathy. And I'm sorry for whatever wrongs I did. Really. But I needa say I never stole her. I'm honestly apologising though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Chermaine: TAGTAGTAG (; ILY CHER &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Clow: ah clow lazy piggie! I'm gonna have to dig your eyes out! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Audrey: GUITAR, AH YES. I'M COMING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;KarHui: Cos I was in library in primary school &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-8194681502447096320?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/8194681502447096320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=8194681502447096320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/8194681502447096320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/8194681502447096320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/05/story-blog.html' title='STORY BLOG.'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-1272115292523452549</id><published>2009-05-11T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T04:00:20.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prologue .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heya people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I realised the Chapter One was darn boring. Yingchen was right, establishment sucks. And since our stories are quite similar, I decided to sorta copy him [i hope it isn't really copying. ._.] and write a prologue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It a different story from his. Though both involve forbidden love. And mine's more into the supernatural but his is more of a human mental frame. Idk how to explain that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, CRITICISE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thanks a bunch! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PROLOGUE .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He awoke with a start, catapulting up the bed. A sheen of sweat covered his face. More cold sweat formed on his neck. Panting heavily, he looked around desperately, searching for any disturbances in the blue darkness. The moonlight shining eerily from the window illuminated the room, yet it shone on nothing particularl. Yet, he was sure something had woken him up. The dream was vivid and freshy etched in his mind. His body still trembling, he laid back on the covers and waited until his heartbeat had slowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was nothing but a bad dream, he soothed himself. Nothing but a bad dream. Nonetheless, the horrific nighmre had shaken him. And the way it ended, so abruptly...Nothing but a bad dream, he thought fiercely. He deluded himself that way and he passed it off as mere imagination on his part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Something sounded in the kitchen. He waited awhile, thinking it might just be the thumping of the neighbour's late-night activities. He thought he might just as well get a glass of water. But he didn't get up. He was too lazy to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The noise sounded again louder and nearer. &lt;em&gt;Thump.&lt;/em&gt; There it went again. &lt;em&gt;Thump, thump.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That didn't sound well. Perhaps it was a burglar. He had better investigate it. The safe was old and faulty, every robber's dream. For a moment he thought of how he had woken up, and quailed a little at the thought. &lt;em&gt;Thump.&lt;/em&gt; The next minute, he shook it off, making nothing out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Grabbing a penknife from his table, he slipped into his fur slippers and proceeded slowly, cautiously. &lt;em&gt;Thump.&lt;/em&gt; He was sure the noise originated from the kitchen now. He moved stealthily, making not a sound and careful to blend into the shadows. The moonlight evaded him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;With every step closer, his mind screamed in anticipation. It was his first time catching a robber. &lt;em&gt;Thump.&lt;/em&gt; He was sure he could do it. He moved closer. His heart thrummed with excitement, and he feared the robber could hear it in the absolute silence and stillness of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now, he was one step closer to the kitchen. He flattened himself against the wall, clutching the penknife tightly. &lt;em&gt;THUMP.&lt;/em&gt; The sound was right next to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He closed his fist around his sole weapon, and charged into the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A hideous, gristly sight greeted him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;While before his heart was screaming in anticipation, it now screeched to a halt, stopped by fear. Waves of trepidation crashed over him and his spine shivered in pure horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In front of him, a figure draped in white stood before him. Its face was partially obscured by a wig of flyaway brown hair. He caught sight of blood-red lips. Its hands were stained with what looked horribly like blood. A butchering knife lay at it feet. His penknife quivered in his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was like reliving his dream all over again. But it wasn't a dream. It was his living nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;It drifted over to him while he stood rooted with fear. Numbed with fright, he was on the verge of having a heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"You don't look too pleased to see me," it spoke with a soft hiss. "Why is that so? The last time I saw you, you were so enthralled to see me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The voice was not unlike a girl's, but it spoke with such slyness that it was impossible for it to be woman's. When she spoke again, it was with regret, vengeance, and a tinge of fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"You destroyed me. You were one of the many who destroyed me. The torture was terrible. I screamed and screamed, and wailed and cried, yet you all ignored me and conntinued pleasing yourselves. You had fun while I had pain. Well, no longer. It's time for you to suffer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He could see her face now, and with a jolt, realised that it was not that of a woman's but of a young boy's. Yet his eyes gleamed with an evil tint and his lips were merciless and cold, stained a dark crimson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;His pupils dilated in terror as the butchering knife on the floor seemed to fly into the figure's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Remember me? Rosemarie, at your service." She-he-purred. Of course he remembered her. Now, he sorely regretted what he did, but it was late, far, far too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He felt a sense of impending doom. Recovering his instincts, he spun and started to flee. Yet, as he tried to lift his foot up, he realised that they were glued to the floor. He was utterly, utterly, trapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Tut, tut, why run? I ran from you, but couldn't. Now you can't run. Oh well, you know the famous saying? You can run, but you can't hide? Ha, ha, ha!" She gave a raspy bark of laughter that was both cruel and mocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He tried screaming, but no sound came out. Like his legs to the floor, the sides of his throat were glued together. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed. His whole body was now trembling in pure terror, horror, and fear. Lots and lots of fear. He screamed a silent scream as her knife loomed closer, and closer, and closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The next day, it was reported in the news: man castrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-1272115292523452549?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/1272115292523452549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=1272115292523452549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/1272115292523452549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/1272115292523452549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/05/prologue.html' title='Prologue .'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-963988463464900379</id><published>2009-05-10T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T08:24:25.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SgcpXUdmsjI/AAAAAAAAACg/McnwHPQotd8/s1600-h/mom.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334277764250251826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SgcpXUdmsjI/AAAAAAAAACg/McnwHPQotd8/s320/mom.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY MOM .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yes, I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;THANKS MOM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hope you liked my damn advanced present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And my handmade card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I drew it myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And btw, inspired by Yingchen and Liying, I've decided to put up the first chapter of my story and update when inspiration strikes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thanks seniors, esp. yingchen for your advice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;this is my first time writing professionally so heh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;CRITICISE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;let the comments roll in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*UPDATE: K my first chapter sucked so I've removed it and pulled it in for a review. Will repost it SOON. I have a prologue though, and it's definitely better than chapter one, though the last bit earned vomitings and raucous laughter from my critics. Carissa and Yingchang were choking with laughter. Yingchen was damn digusted, HA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-963988463464900379?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/963988463464900379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=963988463464900379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/963988463464900379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/963988463464900379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/05/mom.html' title='MOM'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SgcpXUdmsjI/AAAAAAAAACg/McnwHPQotd8/s72-c/mom.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-4445590977459140599</id><published>2009-05-05T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T10:18:44.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>account</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My eighty-one th post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;from the denise dictionary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sounds nice, alliteration ftw ;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wow it just turned one a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today was...mixed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This morning, I was so darn unlucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Woke up late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nvm. Not altogether unusual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Second, left phone in dad's car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wonderful. I can't think how I survived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Third, I left Geog in my locker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Didn't do homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;deniseyong bestest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;First lesson, Geog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Samesame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ms Wong scared us by lumping lots of stuff for us and then saying it's for EOY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Think I'm gonna die then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Second, pottery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;easier in one way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;did mugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then come to handle stuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Woah nice man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Elijah had a hammer handle ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;what hammerhead shark ah/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then cher continued the 'nothing is perfect' lecture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Specially designed for Huixin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Smth funny happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cher's newspaper had Zac Efron's face on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then later got a hole in his mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then sansan made the hole move like he talking liddat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wow, I'm spamming singlish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;skipped recess &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then got bio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;STDs. Disgusting yet fascinating in a way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The pictures were...repulsive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ewew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Haha, we started this joke during pottery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Repeat everything. doubledouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then funny stuff cropped up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;starstar. shellshell. sadsad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Math was usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mr Mun is a nice guy and form teacher,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but I still don't like his lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I used to find them quite nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But maybe having daily homework has its side effects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Plus my sister's weak at math.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So my mom alway makes me teach her difficult sums.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's bad enough but she makes it worse by not understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I get exasperated and lose my temper a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lit;;forgot to bring my worksheet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ACC;; no calligraphy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;saywhat;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mid-year Exams mah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wth has that got ter do with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then had to listen to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And she call my register number to read out a paragraph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Eh my chinese so bad she still call me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then I got damn embarrassed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cos got some words I recognise but can't name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So I decided to speak even more softly than usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then she'd have to come closer to hear and I would be spared humiliation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But alas, no. Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cos the half the class was alr sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Living dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then can hear, but not lucidly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Debate was bad today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I got an impromptu 3rd Speaker role.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dammit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I shall not say the F word btw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So I freaking screwed my speech up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Talk about living dead, I'm darn sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Still got homework lehhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nvm, I shall choing maths tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's after lunch anws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;denise;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-4445590977459140599?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/4445590977459140599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=4445590977459140599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/4445590977459140599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/4445590977459140599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/05/account.html' title='account'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-8342210923522633012</id><published>2009-05-01T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T02:13:04.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>labourday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/Sfq5RUIjrEI/AAAAAAAAACY/cmL8gHXrl7o/s1600-h/Autumn+Leaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330776816059919426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/Sfq5RUIjrEI/AAAAAAAAACY/cmL8gHXrl7o/s320/Autumn+Leaves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;boringboringboring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;this morning I woke up damndamn late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2.30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Worse, I had relatives over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That is so embarrassing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At first I was planning to go library do my cl hmwk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But mom says no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At home better :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And resulting that I got caught up with my tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The rock and roll festival ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Saw: beyonce, duffy, pcd, bep, chris connell, timbaland, mriah carey, chris brown, miley cyrus, tyra banks, fergie, etc etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;nice (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So here I am, unmotivated to do homework, yet looking forward to my chinese dramas in the evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm gonna die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-One 应用文&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-Two 剪报s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-Three 身活笔记s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-Math graphs. [mr mun sadisttt.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-Chinese tuition homework. [shuckers, hand in tmr leh.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-art final.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;welcome to my funeral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lol jk. i still wanna become a writer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;finished reading not without my sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nice book;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but not very well organised and writing wasn't all that engaging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;amp;not for innocent people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But still, it's a courageous story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I like Juliana. She wants to be a writer too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And my fear of the dark is coming back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I feel like I'm being watched, followed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;:X This comes repeatedly but irregularly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Third time since secondary school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;One, haunted house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Two, --- [unspeakable]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Three, now. no something i wanna talk about either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's too personal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I hate having phobias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't like being weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Up till now, I still remain the baby in the JGs team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;shucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have nothing to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-8342210923522633012?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/8342210923522633012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-7053146484822566167</id><published>2009-04-29T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T09:52:01.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>art sucks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Recap of today's events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.4km run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Congrats to those who achieved an A; jy for those who didn't pass.&lt;br /&gt;I think everyone passed, though.&lt;br /&gt;202 rocks XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Was being 'encouragement'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Urged Edlind on; for two reaons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-Edlind wants to get an A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-I wated to achieve a high 13-min timing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know, I know, I'm selfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God, I'm a sinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gawd, I'm starting to sound like Beatrice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I'm not even a Christain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nvm, anw, I didn't acheive that, cos I followed and 鼓励 Edlind ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Plus I slapped Joey, Clau, and Cher on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Though my 'encouragement' wasn't all that effective, I still take pride being 'encouraging.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;english.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hitchhiker passage, dramatization.&lt;br /&gt;we were all sleepy after the run lol.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's quite cool to be doing drama soon(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;was sleeping throught class today;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cos i didn't understand a word of what she was saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sometimes, you know, when she gets too excited she starts blabbering in high-class chimisical chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and i don't understand it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So I got lost halfway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;By the time we strted on the text, I was half asleep already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And couldn't keep my eyes open, since there was nothing to concentrate on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Didn't bring textbook;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;left it in tuition bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Which reminds me, I gotta go take it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anw did the 三国演义 passage.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has to uh, download a story about Zhuge Liang;&lt;br /&gt;crap, when's the next chinese period?&lt;br /&gt;tmr =.= and triple periods summore.&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Mr Khoo's lesson, haha.&lt;br /&gt;told us about the SBQ answer structure.&lt;br /&gt;worked us all into a frenzy cos of this class test.&lt;br /&gt;last night i ws staring at those two pieces of paper; the notes&lt;br /&gt;and i was stoning.&lt;br /&gt;starestarestare.&lt;br /&gt;in one eye and out the other.&lt;br /&gt;at 1am, ony memorised half of it.&lt;br /&gt;didn't know what was wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;clau damn stressed.&lt;br /&gt;hugged her knees on the chair.&lt;br /&gt;hide face behind my notes.&lt;br /&gt;abused it :X&lt;br /&gt;cher came along;&lt;br /&gt;said she looked like a hamster.&lt;br /&gt;clau squeaked.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;cher never study lehhs, like woah.&lt;br /&gt;bestest, and i'm pretty sure she's gonna own the test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;watched the fantasia thingy, they had a nice story-ed animation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;veh nice to watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I liked 'Rhapsody in Blues'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;or maybe it's without the s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anw, it was nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;math.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;quadratic equations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Was so sian, feeling sore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;throat i mean. and in spirit too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But it was nothing compared to vera and elijah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;both went down with fever;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;elijah went to sick bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and vera was running 38 degree Celcius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;dunno how to spell :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anw, get well soon guys [including tiange and joshua.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Chionged lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me, lind, clau, jiahui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;brought our notes down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;friggin stressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haha clau say no appetite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i become very serious, scared not in time cannot take test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;gulped down my food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;halfway through clau covered her mouth with her hand, sprinted for washroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;followed her, thought she was gonna vomit or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then we discovered she was pregnant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Kidding la. prank for edlind and jiahui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;she broke her tooth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;history test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;in the end, we did miss the first, but a lotta other people did as well so nvm lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;plus mr khoo started early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so we got thrown into 2nd batch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;questions were pretty hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Had to explain and all that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and i go write great depression was long-lasting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5years mah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then they say it's short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;deniseyong never pay attention ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my reason/excuse is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I pay attention, but Mr khoo joke too much, i get i caught up in the jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;...and I forget to take down the notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sounds lame, but partially true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i dont have the short-spanned thingy in my notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And i don't fall asleep much in history anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cleanliness duty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sucker. I only had:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-linds, shien, and yy with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so i asked lind and shien to go arrange tables.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I went to sweep the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yy slackerr;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;say do tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ha, he's gonna have to do it for the entire week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and I had to shut the windows when I left as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;which brings me to junwei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;class chairman so irreponsible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;throw the class key at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;LOL i chased him all around the block, until he went to seek cover in the boys' toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and then i threw the key INTO the toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but then he threw it back when i went to the classroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ooh, I'm so gonna severe his throat with the key. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;185 sweet 185.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;went back with clau and huixin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;now here i am, doing my friggin art final.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;tmr have to hand in or else lim will call parents, so says the famous ms art rep, aka JOEY LYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;E-S-T-E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i heck care, almost done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;tmr i add the lipstick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;now doing math.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;mom called, 'you done drawing?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'yes I'm done with art drawing, now I'm moving on to graph drawing.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i really needa get the curve ruler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;freehand take such a HONGHONG TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;better go back to finish, then i can go to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;adios peeps~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-7053146484822566167?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/7053146484822566167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=7053146484822566167' title='0 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type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfccfutnjBI/AAAAAAAAACQ/-nCa7i00FwU/s1600-h/Hopi_pottery_2_side.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329760015457160210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfccfutnjBI/AAAAAAAAACQ/-nCa7i00FwU/s320/Hopi_pottery_2_side.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Haha today was rather fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We did pottery during enrichment today XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lol got into groups of eight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Clau, cher, hong, lind, pei, and huixin. and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Teacher was demo-ing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;her english wasn't so good, so ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'this is a ball and you pinch it slowly, evenly...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Actually I could have not laughed if not for Chermaine having seizures behind me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Clau also got infected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The guys sitting at the demo table:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yy, tbh, heng, and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;laughing like siao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Got worse when she rolled a piece of clay into a long, ah, piece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Eventually she noticed and asked,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'Is this so funny?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bestest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Even Raquel snickered when she held it up for everyone to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Never mind the horny part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anws, yea it was damn fun ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cept for the part where all the clay got into my nails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'I gotta have a manicure soon.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and the fact that my bowl looked more like a cup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And it was uneven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I didn't have enough time to make a nicer design.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Or repair the food stick [i forgot the exact term] so as to make it smoother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Huixin's design was nice, she actually imprinted several flowers to make a multi-tiered flower design.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Darn nice ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Joey Lye art girl, hai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Her shape so propotionate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Of all of us, hers the best XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cher bestest sia, she abused her ball of clay until it got to the point where she had to redo it all over, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm sure it was fun :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;deniseyong abit too serious liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haha, huixin kept complaining about her bowl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cher kept saying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'nothing is perfect.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;looking forward to when they're done glazing them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Debate was funn;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At first we did the prepared motion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Our case sucked;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hey I only had a few hours to rush it k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;wang yan was damn unprepped;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I sent the email to the wrong address..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We were choinging during lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I still think we owned the opp though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cos they all copy paste from wikipedia, idebate, or debatepedia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I peeked at Audrey's rebuttal sheet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was a pity we didn't have enough time and all that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Next time I shall personally make sure Wangyan informs me of whatever she has done. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;U-14s are nearing, and strangely i don't feel as bad as before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dunno, guess maybe it's the seniors not being present that I don't feel as inferior as before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, I think I might be looking forward to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It might, at least, be an escape from this godforsaken routine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I feel so drab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;School, lessons, homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Blog, eat, chat, sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Shucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The last few minutes were extremely enetertaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;THBT yingchang should be president.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Of course I went to Opp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;First speaker for Prop [can choose] was ow himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Gave a lot of stuff which were mostly false statements XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'My first point is on how he tempts people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Second on how he's hunky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Third on his intelligence.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Excuse me while I go vomit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Back, better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And he chose to define 'yingchang' as the 'universally perfect guy in every woman's heart.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ohgosh, I'm puking blood this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In the midst of the hysterical laughter, I shouted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'ADD AN EXCEPT FOR ME THERE.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And he was all, 'You're not even a female to begin with.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I said I wasn't a LADY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm still a FEMALE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Not like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bu nan bu nu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;jkjk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wanted to present my wonderfully succinct Opp case, but js vehemently disallowed me to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aw, shucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-4710412955273454755?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/4710412955273454755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=4710412955273454755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/4710412955273454755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/4710412955273454755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/04/pottery.html' title='pottery.'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfccfutnjBI/AAAAAAAAACQ/-nCa7i00FwU/s72-c/Hopi_pottery_2_side.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-7298783173312320745</id><published>2009-04-27T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:08:46.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>floating to heaven.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfXzv4WKgeI/AAAAAAAAACI/OPekjnil4rU/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329433737967600098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfXzv4WKgeI/AAAAAAAAACI/OPekjnil4rU/s320/DSC00021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That's another slogan from the denise who uses chimchim and life-message display names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Private joke ;D Thanks cher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Floating to heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Another private joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm full of private jokes. Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today was...pissy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dunno why, I felt so hot-tempered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This morning wasn't all that unusual, I was just more hyper than normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But then yea, I got pissed off as the day progressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;One:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Eeek, I didn't get to play the piano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Two:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I waited for him for nearly an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And there was no sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Three:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Argh, the chemical bonding rap song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Didn't print cannot meh :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just printed it out, tmr morning need go school early to put in pigeon hole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Four:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I CHANGED MY SEAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh evil mr mun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Whenever I find my seting just nice, he changes it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;THIRD TIME K.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;One:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Start of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sitting near the gals, was extremely satisfied with my seat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mr mun pushed me to the window, where the guys were sitting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Two: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sitting in third row, beside junwei, beatrice behind in next column, edljnd behind, joey lye front, next column.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Got swopped with Edlind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dunked even further to the guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Three:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Familiarised myself with guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Liked chatting with them sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Especially imitating falsettos with Yangyu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Even appreciated Joshua, who kept harping on yingchang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Woah, even Jiahui transferred over, keeps getting better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;extremely extremely satisfied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;WAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'elijah change seat with denise.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;those five words sank me down to the bottomest of the pits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If not for tiange and clau, probably won't survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I miss edlind :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-7298783173312320745?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/7298783173312320745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=7298783173312320745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/7298783173312320745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/7298783173312320745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/04/floating-to-heaven.html' title='floating to heaven.'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfXzv4WKgeI/AAAAAAAAACI/OPekjnil4rU/s72-c/DSC00021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-148743219691065350</id><published>2009-04-26T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T10:17:40.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>swimming.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfSV50iVOpI/AAAAAAAAACA/l7vx-tTYVxs/s1600-h/water-seam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329049079673862802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfSV50iVOpI/AAAAAAAAACA/l7vx-tTYVxs/s320/water-seam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Swimming hurt :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think I got a muscle strain from 2.4 on wed, therefore my legs were stiff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It ached like hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This morning I woke up with excruciating pain between my legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Havent had that since last last year, when I first started swimming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But I managed to get a good timing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Still, I don't hold much confidence for my gold next month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My timing fluctuates a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have to get gold first time. I have to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But I don't think I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hai, after gold, I'm quitting, btw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I like swimming, and I want to go till lifeguard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Opens my job scope [part time lifeguard.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But the lessons are taxing, and swimming lost some of its shine after the work kicks in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I like swimming, not the lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And goldstar should be impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2 minutes 30 seconds. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Still, after swimming, I want to learn some dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Maybe basic dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm too old for ballet, though I did fantasise about ballet a lot when I was younger. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I want to learn the piano and the guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Huixin says I have stiff fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sadly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I really wanna learn, but I know I'm a slow learner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm gonna try again on Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thanks Huixin, for your patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I love you &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I have a not so big wish to learn French.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's not easy-they go in one ear and come out the other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I just cant memorise them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What is wrong with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In any case, wish me luck for my swimming guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thanks a lot, a lot, a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I love you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I know I'm boring you with my emo-ness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So I shall end this post now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;With the full stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-148743219691065350?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/148743219691065350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=148743219691065350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/148743219691065350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/148743219691065350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/04/swimming.html' title='swimming.'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfSV50iVOpI/AAAAAAAAACA/l7vx-tTYVxs/s72-c/water-seam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-8480893268543348419</id><published>2009-04-24T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T05:31:51.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAHA~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went camwhoring with clau in Jp today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Retying hair in washroom ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfGrG1hBWeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/wH2UsdYU2l4/s1600-h/DSC00118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328227968089151970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfGrG1hBWeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/wH2UsdYU2l4/s320/DSC00118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes I can see why they say me and clau look like each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328227377253886034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfGqkce6qFI/AAAAAAAAABw/22xtZ4BRczc/s320/DSC00117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I LOOK SPASTIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfGqkEjA4UI/AAAAAAAAABo/3pG6PnUQ-90/s1600-h/DSC00116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328227370828620098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfGqkEjA4UI/AAAAAAAAABo/3pG6PnUQ-90/s320/DSC00116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I like this pic, it's nice. Except for Clau being half-hidden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfGqkAfpfeI/AAAAAAAAABg/IzKvIH26fvo/s1600-h/DSC00115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328227369740762594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfGqkAfpfeI/AAAAAAAAABg/IzKvIH26fvo/s320/DSC00115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Clau's scrunched-up-in-concentration face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfGqjzuUGXI/AAAAAAAAABY/v5XmSnD_pGs/s1600-h/DSC00112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328227366312614258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfGqjzuUGXI/AAAAAAAAABY/v5XmSnD_pGs/s320/DSC00112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why on earth should some people look so chio? Haiis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfGqj8kG12I/AAAAAAAAABQ/ukyA4FUwUco/s1600-h/DSC00111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328227368685721442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfGqj8kG12I/AAAAAAAAABQ/ukyA4FUwUco/s320/DSC00111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This one was taken on uh, Thursday. Forgot to put it up. Me and clau taking up the bluetack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*ahem* difficult to pry them off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm wondering if bloody is a too-serious swear word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;FRIDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today was Speech Day, end early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;An account of to-day's events:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mr Khoo made us copy down nong nong essays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just filling in notes la lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then I was mimicking Edlind by using sign language to Yuxiang, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Topic of conversation: p&amp;amp;c.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He didn't get it anws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So I turned around in my seat to do it more carefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Chair screeched like Hades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mr Khoo was sitting beside me. He turned to stare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'I'm doing sign language.' -me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'Yes I can see.'-Mr Khoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then he act like having seizure. Body spasming, he did the cross I had done for 'never' so jerkily. And with so much aggression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh, man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ohyes at first I shifted chair to Clau's place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then Huixin ask me go her place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Easy, I go Yewshen's empty seat. PA Duty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then I just shift over and Yewshen walks through the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bestest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just move to own seat la;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;who cares whether can see or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm changing specs soon anws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hoping to get contact lenses (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bio was uh, interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went through test paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Haven't signed yet :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then we went through new chapter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Birth Control and STDs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Haha, sickening but interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Rhymes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If Elijah were there, he would have been spamming lotsa dirty jokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today I realised how quiet it was in the class without him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He and Rymond conspire to make jokes one la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today only Rymond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Eerily quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Later after school, walked to MRT station with clau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bumped into Yingchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'Ohya I have sore throat.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He sounded like he was having one, but not one which can't be cured with gallons and gallons of water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'I'm aware I didn't attend the meeting today, what was it about?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The I couldn't hear him properly. 'What meeting?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'The discussion for the chalet-'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I realised I had forgotten, like totally, about that meeting cair arranged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;BESTEST, DENISEYONG, BESTEST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Haha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Luckily Ow happened to be walking past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In the opposite direction, but nvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, me and Kwok ran to him like a lifesaver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nothing new, just stuff Cair had said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Guch guch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Go JWCL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jurong West Community Library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yes, clau, it's here. Spelt out nicely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm so nice. Or trying to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Borrowed a few books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Librarian came along and told me to throw away the bubble tea I had recycled after clau drank 1/4 of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Such a waste, who cares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Smuggled into my bag, brought in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then go Kopitiam eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thenthen;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;took 241 to my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Slackked a lot but did some work on the PW project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Later I walked clau home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok I gtg\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-8480893268543348419?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/8480893268543348419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=8480893268543348419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/8480893268543348419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/8480893268543348419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/04/haha-went-camwhoring-with-clau-in-jp.html' title=''/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfGrG1hBWeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/wH2UsdYU2l4/s72-c/DSC00118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-3748210819123694644</id><published>2009-04-23T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T11:01:43.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THURSDAY=YESTERDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfCmT1HPWuI/AAAAAAAAABI/f6jCoJXwwBA/s1600-h/superman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfCmT1HPWuI/AAAAAAAAABI/f6jCoJXwwBA/s320/superman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327941218784467682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;CONTINUED.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry blogger got screwed-everytime I edited it the spaces contracted and I had to space bar everything again. And the the last part got cut off, so I'm putting it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we didn't finish the interview &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;He was called away for Speech Day or something.&lt;br /&gt;Informant: Mr Lam.&lt;br /&gt;I caught a glimpse of GO life when I was there, and the backstage's rather hectic.&lt;br /&gt;Poor Ms Van, she has to manage all of the Principal's affairs, being his secretary. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to classroom, people gone. I thought they went to canteen, so I went downstairs, and 顺便去吃 lunch. Was practically starving; hadn't eaten since recess, and it was about 2 plus :X&lt;br /&gt;When I went back to classroom, light were on, fans on. Woahh.&lt;br /&gt;Jump to conclusions, theought they were back.&lt;br /&gt;Walked in, almost shouted an informal greeting.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Elijah.&lt;br /&gt;Right, BB, I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;I passed him the keys and Edlind and Jiahui and Shien came back.&lt;br /&gt;Continued wrapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edlind said something I took to heart greatly.&lt;br /&gt;'denise since when you become so vulgar ah.'&lt;br /&gt;Oops.&lt;br /&gt;Since ummm last year? But i don't swear in front of people most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm trying not to swear as much as possible liao le.&lt;br /&gt;Regret to say I swore the F word after the math test.&lt;br /&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck people. Lots and lots of luck. Oodles of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY.&lt;br /&gt;PC was rather drab. My foolscap paper got abused;;&lt;br /&gt;that's all I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit was darndarn funny.&lt;br /&gt;MsKali came up with a game.&lt;br /&gt;'Think of why you like a favourite teacher.'&lt;br /&gt;Then things poured out.&lt;br /&gt;E-S-T-E.&lt;br /&gt;Chandragupta.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Chee.&lt;br /&gt;MS YEO. cos she has nice vocal chords.&lt;br /&gt;Liposuction man. Ohyes, Lind, lipo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then something else came up.&lt;br /&gt;'Think of a positive adjective to describe Elijah.'&lt;br /&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;Rymond said, 'entertaining.'&lt;br /&gt;Junwei said, 'funny.'&lt;br /&gt;which is the same thing =.=&lt;br /&gt;Then MsKali, who wanted reasonable answers, called on Raquel.&lt;br /&gt;She said, 'brave.'&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;I jumped up in my seat and almost crashed to the ground sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Edlind say what. Elijah superman.&lt;br /&gt;So that's the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During lunch, Huixin taught me a tune on the piano.&lt;br /&gt;Crap, I have stiff fingers, she said.&lt;br /&gt;Probaby came out of writing/typing too much.&lt;br /&gt;And my little finger's weak ._.&lt;br /&gt;I'm using it to type now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry Huixin, I know I'm a poor learner.&lt;br /&gt;She got so sian trying to teach me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, we went to redeco the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;Rymond got weird.&lt;br /&gt;'You don't act cute ah!'&lt;br /&gt;Clau got sianned diao.&lt;br /&gt;We were peeling blur tack off the walls.&lt;br /&gt;Picutures and displays were tacked up on the noticeboard, and Vera did a cool messay effect on the word 'TWO.' It was really pretty, though the displays transported us into primary school days. ._.&lt;br /&gt;The front boards I did with Clau and Huixin. Ohmygosh, damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;The left became a sorta 'film effect' saved up for another day.&lt;br /&gt;Chermaine drew the people in 202 on it.&lt;br /&gt;Boys were done by the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;BINGHWANG HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;He looked so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right was sososo FUN. Me Huixin and Clau put thumbprints on!&lt;br /&gt;I was in charge of blue and orange.&lt;br /&gt;We got hyper sia, squealing and jumping about like little kids.&lt;br /&gt;'Ooh, ooh!'&lt;br /&gt;Pressed everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Clau so farnnie.&lt;br /&gt;Thumb was smallest, and she's the shortest.&lt;br /&gt;Jump everywhere plunking her little little tiny tiny micro micro thumb.&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;We even did smiley faces.&lt;br /&gt;Huixin's ones were THICK.&lt;br /&gt;She was in charge of the Green and Yellow, so she actually did a half half smiley face.&lt;br /&gt;Half green, half yellow.&lt;br /&gt;yellow yellow dirty fellow.&lt;br /&gt;k random.&lt;br /&gt;And we did a biggie comet in the middle, cos Huixin go extra plunked a green in the middle of the white.&lt;br /&gt;It looked nice sia.&lt;br /&gt;Extra, a little, but i don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;It was nice, until they covered it with notices.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;Let the girl emo in a corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math elearning-hand in tmr &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2am.&lt;br /&gt;Better choing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-3748210819123694644?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/3748210819123694644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=3748210819123694644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/3748210819123694644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/3748210819123694644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/04/thursdayyesterday.html' title='THURSDAY=YESTERDAY'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfCmT1HPWuI/AAAAAAAAABI/f6jCoJXwwBA/s72-c/superman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-6641228786761277922</id><published>2009-04-23T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T10:12:52.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>21/04 + 22/04</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfCIHIviMwI/AAAAAAAAABA/W7qhZqezlos/s1600-h/IMG_0848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfCIHIviMwI/AAAAAAAAABA/W7qhZqezlos/s320/IMG_0848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327908015366615810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;TUESDAY.&lt;br /&gt;nth much.&lt;br /&gt;debate after school-we watched the umm, Bermuda vs. SIngapore debate in...2003 was it?&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trapped by the mundane-ness of life.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we watched the 1st and 2nd speakers while js stopped to give a debrief after each speech. Which was useful as the filming wasn't good, not to mention the fact that Bermuda's speakers had accents which were slurred. I swear, I couldn't hear what the first speaker was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;Singapore's debaters were really zai. It was an all boys team, and the 2nd speaker was actually Lee Kuan Yew's grandson. Like wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A joke:&lt;br /&gt;Friend: You think you own the streets isit?&lt;br /&gt;LKY's GS: Ya, my grandpa does!&lt;br /&gt;Something like that, I can't remember the exact words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In any case, they were really really good-How I wish I could be like them. Then I wouldn't screw U-14s. I heard it's in May &gt;&lt;- and they had good style too. Like those deep, slow, reassuring voices.&lt;br /&gt;And rather clear too. You could still hear them on the video.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid me. So soft a voice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something rather amusing took place. Before, in the AVA Room, js was commenting on how we need good-looking people, hot chicks and dudes. We have enough chicks now-cair with her hot legs and the cute sec1s. So js was um, 埋怨-ing about ho we don't have enough nice guys. Sure, Junwei charmed that adjudicator, but he's hardly boyfriend material, so says cair. HAHA. Can't say I disagree though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then js complained about not beig able to get Elijah back on the team.&lt;br /&gt;I was drinking water and almost spluttered it all out.&lt;br /&gt;'WHAT? YOU THINK ELIJAH IS HOT?!'&lt;br /&gt;I think I pissed Cair off by screeching that.&lt;br /&gt;'But of all of us, he looks the most decent.'-js.&lt;br /&gt;After that, I got a bit weirded out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, cos the system wasn't working in the AVA Room, we trooped to use the visual liser in the classroom, which was the nearest one. Halfway through Elijah came in to take his bag. js was all, 'Hi, wanna join?'&lt;br /&gt;'No thanks.'&lt;br /&gt;Wahhlau. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignment for next week: THW make voting optional. I'm first prop, which is good. Let the juniors do the work HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Wang Yan's in my team. I haven't had time to read up on it, and she's sent me a message prompting me.&lt;br /&gt;I just received the second one.&lt;br /&gt;Added to to-do list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later after training, I went to the GO with YC2 and Cair. Ow and me were to interview Dr Foo. Cair came along to give advice. ^^&lt;br /&gt;But Dr Foo, I realised, is a bittalitta of a braggart. He showed us all his achievements.&lt;br /&gt;I was the quietest, since I don't speak well in Chinese and had no intention of embarrassing myself. So Cair did most of the work by saying, '你好厉害哦' and all that. I found it a bit drab, but Dr Foo's office is interesting. A little gaudy, but its messy state is quite warm. Almost homely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, Cair and Ow and me have taken to snatching leftovers from events from the GO. The last time we took-umm. what did we take? OHYA. Muffins. Then on Tuesday we took those Chocolate tarts. They're nice, I used to eat them a lot. They have the flavour on the top, like C for Chocolate, or O for Orange, B for Blueberry. [They don't have D, sadly.] Ow said he had never eaten one before. O.O They were delicious. HAHA Cair said C for Carissa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY.&lt;br /&gt;Ran 2.4km.&lt;br /&gt;Improved by less than a minute, but an improvement nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;From 14.10 to 13.56. Only 14 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English was quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Kali was doing Direct Speech/Punctuation.&lt;br /&gt;She called me up to fill in the puncutation for this:&lt;br /&gt;Yuxiang said, "Denise, I can't wait for this lesson to end. Ms Kali is such a bore!"&lt;br /&gt;Then everyone 想歪 when she wrote,&lt;br /&gt;'yuxiang said denise I cant wait-'&lt;br /&gt;Ohno, I suspect I shall be put on the list of Yuxiang's concubines soon.&lt;br /&gt;Eh, people see me as a prostitute or something?&lt;br /&gt;In debate, they have:-Yingchang, Elijah, Yingchen[this one is totally no-link. I have no idea how it popped out.]&lt;br /&gt;In class they have:-Yingchang, Elijah, now Yuxiang. And clau once used to say Yingchen as well. Cos she heard him when I was on the phone with her before.&lt;br /&gt;Woah.&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music was ohmygosh. [I am NOT gonna say Oh My God because it is insulting to God. I only realised later that day.] Me and Edlind said at the back of the girls and in the center of the room la, and Elijah Rymond Junwei were behind us. Junwei started yapping, you know the dog sound? And Edlind got irritated. HA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CENSURE: NON-PG CONTENT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;CAUTION: DONT EVER TOUCH RYMOND'S WALLET. Apparently when Elijah laid down on the floor, he used his wallet to touch something ahem. EW. Let's suffice to say it was my 102 nickname. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math test was screwed. First question alr dunno how to do. As clau says, 5MARKS FLYFLY. And my PHONE RANG IN THE MIDDLE OF THE TEST. Ow was calling me for the int. And I forgot to put it on silent mode.&lt;br /&gt;bestest.&lt;br /&gt;And he rang lots of times. I got so irritated I switched it off. Luckily Mr Mun understands. And apparently Ow called Yangyu and Yuxiang and some other people too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went to interview Dr Foo. He was signing his books while we interviewed him. I got a glimpse of GO life while I was in there, and the backstage is pretty hectic. Lots of people came in and Ms Van must have a hard time being Dr Foo's secretary. I think.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we didn't finish the interview &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-6641228786761277922?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/6641228786761277922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=6641228786761277922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/6641228786761277922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/6641228786761277922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/04/2104-2204.html' title='21/04 + 22/04'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SfCIHIviMwI/AAAAAAAAABA/W7qhZqezlos/s72-c/IMG_0848.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-6456316069278223188</id><published>2009-04-22T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T09:05:45.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOMEWORK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/Se88QY1DnnI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vCqNgBJPgZw/s1600-h/IMG_0173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/Se88QY1DnnI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vCqNgBJPgZw/s320/IMG_0173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327543136443145842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHITE HORSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAYLOR SWIFT ^^ Yepp I'm head over heels in love with country music. Not just Taylor Swift, but also Rascal Flatts. Favourites listed here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fearless&lt;br /&gt;-Picture to Burn&lt;br /&gt;-Should've Said No&lt;br /&gt;-White Horse&lt;br /&gt;-What Hurts the Most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backtrack to real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know recently I'm been lagging A LOT on homework. Let's see...I owe innumerable jianbaos, since Term2, not to mention shenhuobiji, and yingyongwen, uhh, bio holiday homework, math and hist elearning, and umm. History worksheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my worksheets are all chunked into my junk file. I better sort them soon. To-do list!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;-Spray ketchup on pending homework. Except for maybe chinese.&lt;br /&gt;-Write stories [hone skill.]&lt;br /&gt;-download latest music/search for oldies music eg. dancing in the moonlight.&lt;br /&gt;-read wuthering heights by friday&lt;br /&gt;-Finish CantonOpera research for Music. Or Kh'll kill me. and blood will spurt everywhere and boos will be heard when I come back as a restless spirit. [this is freaky when I'm writing this at midnight.]&lt;br /&gt;-Finish PW research with Clau on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;-Organise my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a whole hella things to do. I shouldn't even be blogging ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS [Postscript, not paiseh]: That's my sister on the horse btw. We went to Malaysia...Bukit Tinggi. I rode on a chestnut horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-6456316069278223188?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/6456316069278223188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=6456316069278223188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/6456316069278223188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/6456316069278223188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/04/homework.html' title='HOMEWORK'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/Se88QY1DnnI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vCqNgBJPgZw/s72-c/IMG_0173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-7192254569104937206</id><published>2009-04-21T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T09:38:22.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sports day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/Se3vu5Hh3aI/AAAAAAAAAAo/I6rAt0o_tIo/s1600-h/Star+Shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327177523134586274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/Se3vu5Hh3aI/AAAAAAAAAAo/I6rAt0o_tIo/s320/Star+Shoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/Se3kVowjvtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vYTUbg8ZCJk/s1600-h/202%2709_annual_track_and_fields_day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327164994618638034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/Se3kVowjvtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/vYTUbg8ZCJk/s320/202%2709_annual_track_and_fields_day.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I forgot to talk about sports days. ._. Sorry peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To tell the truth, the day's planning was hectic nd so was the day itself. Cos I had to go to the debte ceremony later, so we had to change into blazers and stockings right after the sports day. Worse, we had to leave on time. Carissa was doing the emceeing so she couldn't leave early. The bus driver got darn mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Straight after school, I showered with Cair in the girls' toilet near the canteen. I was rushing about &lt;em&gt;everywhere-&lt;/em&gt;Cair was commenting on it. Reason: clau said she was waiting for me, and I tried my best to be quick. I had to pangsehh carissa though. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;THe worst thing was knowing that Clau had been dragged away just minutes before I was done. Darn it! And to make matters worse, I had to brisk-walk all the way to CityVibe, IN THE SUN, so needless to say I started sweating like my Zodiac sign. The shower was rendered useless man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Later at Cityvibe...met up with ClowMandaWenn they all, cher and clau. Then me cher cau went to ShihTokyo/RamenTeh to eat, feeling a bit rich. I got impatient, ate some sushi and paid extra =.= The food wasn't all that nice anyway. I mean, it was delicious, but about seven-eighths into the food, I suddenly felt a bit sick of the gravy. In the end, I left some strands in my bowl, and cher ate them up. We chatted a lot while we ate, but they are strictly PRIVATE AND CONFIDENTIAL. Shoo! Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Stomachs bloated we felt so laxxed, didn't wanna get up. Like, dont care whether late or not. Ohya something funny happened. Audrey came along; I saw her. She said she saw Mr Mun, what she didn't know he was my form teacher, and I thought Mr Mun was in the restaurant. Then something tremendously funny to watch happened. Clau stood up and looked around, I half stood and looked, Cher just turned in her seat to look around. Like, woah. Descending order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nice nice. Then cos my dad gave me some extra money the forced me to pick the tab D; and I became PENNILESS. Honestly. I'll explain later when we travel to the evening. Then we walkwakwalk to Stadium, and the showered was further rendered useless. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then we grabbed seats..And camwhored a bit. The funny thing was when Joey took my pic when I wasn't wearing specs, and she said I had the Bella complexion. Maybe she hasn't seen Carissa yet. The others so chio, I managed to snap a few pics of my own, but later I couldn't camwhore cos I needed to rush to the bus. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When Mr Liew announced he was extending the border, like, darn funny, the people at the boundary yelling cheers all rushed forward like one big mass. Not in unison, 'course, but funny to watch all the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We started cheering for every runner from our class who was running-My voice died sia. Esp during the 8x50m relay. It was like. RYMOND!!!! Then what. I forgot sequence liao la. Er. CLOWWWW!!! MANDA!!! KARHUI!!! YANGYU!!!! WENNNNNNNN! Then, our last two runners, ELIJAHHHH [guess what. Shien and Edlind actually taped him. EW.] and then MR MUNNNNNNNNNN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wth, Major Throat dieout. BUT YEAH WE WON FIRST MAN. CONGRATULATIONS YOU DARLING 202-RIANS. Let's see, besides the 8x50m relay...The girls' relay they placed 3rd...Wenn got her High Jump medal [Woahh. Envious.] and something else..she also ran. So got 4 medals in total. Emo, so envious. But CONGRATS WENN! [&amp;amp;don't worry about dance la. Net year still got chance!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okok umm. Ohya I missed out on the free Milo...boohoooo. went there, wow, sold out. Remaining ones left for staff and runners and participating people. Edlind was damn funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Counsellor: This is for the teachers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lind: I'm a teacher. I look like a teacher mah! I teach-I teach what subject ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Counsellor: This is for the runners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lind: I running leh! See I sweating. Then going to run again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Counsellor: This is for the people helping out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lind: We are helping! Helping to cheer;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then me and clau got a bit hyper. Cheerleader! Pom poms in the air! LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After class pic and wishing yp a happy bday, I dashed o the toilet to change [it was SMELLY.] and then ran to the bus. We had to wait for Carissa though. She went to change into her stockings first, in the toilet, after the taking of class picts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We were one weird ensemble, walking into the auditorium in CLASS TEES, while everybody else was in formal attire. Plus, we were late. We went to the bathrooms to change, and then quietly settled down to track the debate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was a memorable night. Kwok got 6th Best Speaker [Go Kwok!] and Cair 4th Best speaker. [RYAN CHONG'S GF, WOOHOO!] Btw, when Carissa went up on stage to receive her trophy, the sec1s were, "CARISSA! WE LOVE YOU!" HAHAHAA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The floor debate was, sadly, not owned by Yingchen, but by a girl. It was funny LOL. "I am Kwok Yingchen from class 4/11." LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We actually got to see and her Julia Gabriels, who came this year. She looks so Caucasian. :X wow. She seems nice. When we all went on stage to take the trophy, Carissa commented that Yingchang was the tallest there. She replied, "So since you are the tallest, you shall hold the certificate." And ow gave that sheepish-sian-incredulous-humourous-pissed-off look. I can't put it in one word, heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I AM TOO SMALL. I was the smallest in the pic and looked so MEEK compared to the others. *bury head in arms* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Later we went to Mos Burger to eat...Yingchen bought some Milktea, and he bought Blue Coral for me, but I forgot to specify what type, so he just got me milk tea. It was passed round with everyone wanting to try it, but Blue Coral Milk tea tastes weird. ._. So I got Christened the girl with weird taste buds. Which was further elevated when my teeth became stained blue. Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When we finally left, when Mos B. closed, it was far too late for MRTs [last train left alr] so we cabbed home. and I got seriously BROKE. I had only a few cents left after I paid the fare. Plus, there was the midnight charge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok I'm dead tired. It's 12.37am, Wednesday. Nites, people. A bientot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-7192254569104937206?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/7192254569104937206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=7192254569104937206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/7192254569104937206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/7192254569104937206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/04/sports-day.html' title='sports day.'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/Se3vu5Hh3aI/AAAAAAAAAAo/I6rAt0o_tIo/s72-c/Star+Shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-5074048283718681565</id><published>2009-04-20T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T02:07:40.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ssssssssssssssssunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was awaken rather rudely with smacks from the cane in the morning. Though I had slept for about 12 hours, I was still sleepy, considering last week's unconscious hours. Then I got dragged out to eat brunch XD LAKSA. WHOOO. My throat's in immense danger now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And yea we went to the hair salon for mom's hair, then went to fairprice to go vegetable shopping. Then there wasn't enough time to choose my specs. Wow. =.= And in any case, sunday was screw-up day. I did lots of things I shouldn't have. For example, leaving the milk in the boot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It was a crappy day...except for the movie. 'Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind' is a really, really good movie. The plot is touching and moving, well-planned. There might a slight confusion at the beginning when the procedure starts though. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Awwwwwwwwwwwww I'm so sian right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-5074048283718681565?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/5074048283718681565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=5074048283718681565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/5074048283718681565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/5074048283718681565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/04/ssssssssssssssssunday.html' title='ssssssssssssssssunday!'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-4823753521839504850</id><published>2009-04-19T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T02:09:00.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunburnt on saturday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This was last night's entry which I didn't get to complete before bedtime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*******************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;woohoo, denise yong got sunburnt. so much for the Bella complexion. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Okay anyway the reason why i decided to blog after so long and even when the blogging spirit has been lost in me is that um, I had a really eventful saturday. And I got sunburnt. and I told clau she could get the story from my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oho, she's gorn offliney. Aha, crystal lau good girl, go to bed so early =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Before I start, CONGRATULATIONS TO THE 202 RUNNERS! YOU ROCKKED ON FRIDAY WHEETS~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Now, Saturday. Anyway, I was supposed to wake up early cos of the NEQ Quiz emceeing la, but the night before I went for the debate prize-giving thingy [wheets, my profile's growing.] and reached home at uh, 12 plus. Friday early morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And then I had to shower cos I was literally REEKING of sweat and all the whatnot surrounding my body since I showered at 11.30am. Plus I had the emcee thing. So I showered and washed my hair as well. But then my hair is like those kinds that dries slooooooooooooowly [oh yea I'm hyper. Don't mind the eccentric denise if you would please.] and I was sitting in front of the fan. So I went to bed at 1am++ with my hair STILL wet. And in my dazed and sleepy state, I actually forgot to ask the housemaid to wake me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A round of applause for denise. xie xie. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then it's like, next morning I woke up and catapulted up the bed. The sun was like streaming in, and I was, 'OH MY FREAKING GOD. I AM LATE, I AM LATE, I AM LATE.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And I ran out of the door, hair like flying all over the place, spamming the word vera deems unsuitable for girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;...and almost slipped on my butt on the wet floor auntie was mopping. I skidded to the clock, and saw 7am. Miraculous God, thank you. Thank you ever so much. Cos usually I would have woken up at 12 nn, mayhap later, esp in my sleep-deprived state [up all week for studious reasons.*solemn face*]. And I collasped back into bed after asking auntie to wake me up maybe 15minutes later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then, I went to school, yadayadayada, and yea you know that. The freaky thing was that THERE WAS NO AIRCON IN THE HALL. Worse, the backstage has ABSOLUTELY NO VENTILATION. *okay maybe I'm stretching the taffy here, but it was seriously stuffy.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And the best thing of all? I had to wear stockings with heels, button up with ym tie, and put on a blazer. In five minutes I was sweating like my zodiac sign. and reeking of sweat again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Turns out Mr Chia did that cos this is the NATIONAL ENVIRONMENT QUIZ, so we must conserve energy and TURN THE AIR CONS OFF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ohya, and to fulfill my self-sworn vow to defame Mr Chia, I'm gonna say that I honestly don't like Mr Chia. He made the emcees redundant, cos at first he kept changing script to ensure it's perfect, then he goes out on stage to do our job by sitting on the steps and announcing what we were to announce. Worse, he says like, 'Will all teachers who need the the change in the ceritficates ah, preese go to the back of the hall, our students there will help you change ah, okay? the back of the hall.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And one time when I was still announcing something, about to finish my sentence, he actually put his hand on the mic I was holding and tried tugging it from me. I did not relinquish my hold and continued speaking with perhaps more ferocity than was needed. HAHA. It must have been a comical sight to behold, plus what with yingchang standing beside me, I must have looked like a meek and tiny girl who was so obsinate. woots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But I'm gonna try not to not like him. After all, I'm trying ot be NICE. N-I-C-E NICE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ignore the eccentric weirdo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Later after everything, junwei yuxiang vera yingpei and me went to the GO benches to play truth or dare. Nice nice. And to yingchang-sorry for pangsehhing you =X the situation was an unexpected one. I owe you &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then on a dare I was made to hug yuxiang, NONO PLEASE DONT KILL ME HUIXIN AND EDLIND. IT WAS A FRIEND-FRIEND HUG! =.= like only a small pat on the back, nothing close. It was darn funny though. And on a truth I was asked this qns, 'between junwei yuxiang and yingchang, who's the cutest?' 'course i said junwei, the baby-faced one. It's not like I have guy-girl tendencies towards him though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I am going to say here that I am no gonna reveal the questions and answers and victims in the various truths and dares. After all, I am sworn to secrecy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then later we walked to the MRT IN THE SUN. VITAMIN D IN THE EXTREME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Uh...and after i got home, I rested awhile and then prepared for swimming, which was awful cos I had been strutting around in heels for the most part of the morning. Which I say aches A LOT if you'e been wearing for too long. So it was rather crappish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then uh, my swimming timing? I swam for TWO MINUTES AND THIRTY-EIGHT SECONDS! WOOHOO! THAT WAS A RECORD BREAKER FOR ME, WHEETS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The sun was very strong at that time, and it was near the horizon, so it shone into the indoor pool and I was swimming in the middle since I bumped into so many people whilst doing backkick in the second lane. So I got sunburnt in the pool as well. Receipient of more Vitamin D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Later I went out to prawn fishing. I didn't get many chances with the rod, but I'm happy to say I caught two. I think I might be getting the hang of it. Not to be complacent though, like yang yu. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I committed a gross sin which I sincerely hope God [my brand of god. I don't know if my God's Christain or Buddhist.] would forgive me for. They say ignorance is bliss but I tortured a living creature. Oh, God, forgive me for this heinous sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;...And I'm done with Saturday's entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-4823753521839504850?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/4823753521839504850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=4823753521839504850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/4823753521839504850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/4823753521839504850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/04/sunburnt-on-saturday.html' title='Sunburnt on saturday.'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-6323724586811660108</id><published>2009-04-08T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T01:49:06.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-years &amp; tests</title><content type='html'>Ok I found some drafts in my posts while I was plowing through the um, account. I'll just publish them unfinished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word written over my forehead: HECTIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darns, I've been sleeping late nights recently, and panda eyes have grown. And I have zits! Zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't posted in an extremely long time, LOL i lost the blogging spirit last year. Still, I try to update the best I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda wonder what's with the teachers nowadays you know? Like, seriously. We have major class tests next week-Bio, HCL, Geog, Chem-, barrowfuls of projects-PW, Lit, Chem-, and all the teachers can do is pile even more homework on us. This term, I haven't touched Chinese at all, my ArtProj final is still due, my worksheets are in a mess and I'm late on homework. And wow, I lost my Math I exercise book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to the good news :D I have another chance to wear my blazer and heels again! ^^ wheets. But then I have to speak and I'm not so confident about myself. Nervosa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It's the NEQ Quiz i'll talk about in my next post &gt;&lt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-6323724586811660108?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/6323724586811660108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=6323724586811660108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/6323724586811660108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/6323724586811660108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/04/mid-years-tests.html' title='Mid-years &amp; tests'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-6893930230969096971</id><published>2009-03-19T06:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T07:26:14.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bus 241</title><content type='html'>I'd heard about a new bus service, which supposedly ran from St. 91 to Joo Koon MRT station. Supposedly. Apparently the source of my grandmother's news was inaccuarate. But that's not the pressing matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus 242 changed its route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was around Tuesday, in the morning when I was on my way to Lot 1, for the Lit project. And I wasn't paying much attention to the details of the bus number. As far as I knew, only 2 buses went to that stop, 99 and 242, so when I saw a three-digit number on the bus as it rounded the corner, I didn't bother to probe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be observant, Denise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't until the bus turned into the road near Pioneer MRT and JWSRC that I realised I was on the wrong bus. I got off immediately, and took a good long look at the sign. 241.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I texted Vera saying I'd be late, then walked to another bus stop to take 243, which went straight to Boon Lay. It took a long time to come and an even longer time to reach the station. Still, I was under the impression that 241 went to Joo Koon, so my actions were justified. So called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember how I used to wish 242 took longer than its usul 15minutes so I can brood and emo, or stone. It's as if the opposite happened just togrant my wish. 241 is much, much faster and direct then 242.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the irony.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-6893930230969096971?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/6893930230969096971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=6893930230969096971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/6893930230969096971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/6893930230969096971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/03/bus-241.html' title='Bus 241'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-1961784859143641005</id><published>2009-03-16T03:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T04:53:26.326-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the subtle knife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the amber spyglass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='his dark materials review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='will'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='northern lights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ending'/><title type='text'>His Dark Materials</title><content type='html'>b) Unsatisfactory ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading a trilogy, HIS DARK MATERIALS by Philip pullman. It's basically a children's fantasy which travels on the basis that there are many layers of worlds on earth, and our world is just one of many. The base world, which is the sole world in Book I, NORTHERN LIGHTS, is Lyra's [the female protoganist] world, in which people's souls exist outside of their bodies in the form of daemons, animals which can change shape before the children reach the age of puberty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: SPOILERS AHEAD [If you're planning to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically the ending is unsatisfactory because in the last book, she and Will [the male protoganist, introduced in Book II, THE SUBTLE KNIFE] confessed their love to each other, found out they're mutually in love, kiss and start dating. Okay, so dating might not be the word for it, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then 2 days later, they get broken up, never to see each other again. Why? Because Will and Lyra live in different worlds, parallel Oxfords [Will lives in our world, Oxford], and they have to go back to their own worlds, since they cannot live for more than 10 years in another world. And they can't visit each other because all the windows, openings between the worlds, have to be sealed up, because out of each opening Dust leaks out. [Read the books and you'll know what Dust is.] And they can't keep opening and closing windows to visit each other because each creation of a new opening generate a new Spectre, wraith-like creatures who devour Dust, which are basically our daemons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they have to contend with a meeting each year on one Oxford bench, on Midsummer's Day, I think. And that's unsatisfactory because you naturally expect them to marry, consummate and pass on their legacy. I mean, after all they've been through together? And woohoo, now they have to marry others who wouldn't understand them fully and whom they wouldn't love, not completely anyway. And if they marry, they won't pass on their legacy and all that. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand the author may have been trying to get a less cliched ending, or evoking pity and tragedy, but ultimately it's still unsatisfactory. I sincerely hope The Book of Dust will bring a better conclusion. It's due to release this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, the book is good, but not exceptionally good. The plot is well developed, except that it could have been clearer and more concise-some parts were too lengthy-impatient to reach the end, one may just gloss over it, potentially missing out some crucial information. It depends, I guess, I don't like descriptive writing. It wasn't always clear, really-I got lost in battle once, literally. And travelling between worlds can cause some confusion. The Subtle Knife was more clear cut-even then, they had little symbols on each page to mark which world it was at. The Amber Spyglass had none of the sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would appeal to those who like fantasy and wars, though-maybe a terry pratchett fan would adore. In spite of the flaws I mentioned earlier, I still find it a good and well-written book, which the various ends tying together. It's just that I tend to point out the flaws which I find are really annoying, like the insatisfactory endiing I mentioned in the beginning of this post. The other two are just some minor ones I don't mind all that much, but was irritating all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think Christains would like it though. It throws Christainity into a rather negative light, saying a republic is best in which people do not worship God, but are equal in each of their own right. And it shows things in a more scientific view, for example, evolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a good book, one I would recommend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxdenise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAGS: [oohmegoshh I'm so laggy]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enru: Linked~&lt;br /&gt;Yorksun: I just haven't gotten into the spirit of blogging &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; See now it's my trademark. I hate SRP!!&lt;br /&gt;Clau: Thanks honey. psps blog dead for so long never tag.&lt;br /&gt;Tiange: Oooh yes you are. There's no denying that fact.&lt;br /&gt;Frann: Sure sure. Love those pics (:&lt;br /&gt;Joey: THANKS I've been looking for your new blog url. In due course though-I'm rather busy at the moment(;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-1961784859143641005?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/1961784859143641005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=1961784859143641005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/1961784859143641005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/1961784859143641005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/03/his-dark-materials.html' title='His Dark Materials'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-4419174513757136454</id><published>2009-03-16T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T03:18:24.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Negligence</title><content type='html'>&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, I've neglected this blog and will most likely be continuing to do so. apologies, apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells. I'll try blogging whenever I get into the mood and have the time. I'm currently working on the lit project, but no matter. Reason to slack nia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you might have read, I'm presently not in a very cheerful mood, and the reasons are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-'Homework Holiday' [term coined by clau]&lt;br /&gt;-Unsatisfactory ending&lt;br /&gt;-teevee&lt;br /&gt;-the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) My superb homework holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have homework basically from every teacher for every subject. I have english homework, chinese homework, math homework, lit project, bio homework, chem homework, history project geog homework, ENVIRONMENT homework, not to mention that idiotic art project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last night I slept at about THREE am to reach my target of finishing my math homework. I read a book too, but honestly, relaxation is vital for maximum efficiency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads me to my next point of contention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) unsatisfactory ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll write about this in another post. With added tags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) teevee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg I hate it man. It's always blaring, either with my grandmother's use [she's slightly hard of hearing] or from my parent's Taiwanese comedy TV, which is full of sounds. Or, my sister, playing songs/mvs/watching Barbie DVDs on the laptop outside. Ughhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) The internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep getting dc'ed???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with this, I end this doom-and-gloom post for my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxdenise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-4419174513757136454?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/4419174513757136454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=4419174513757136454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/4419174513757136454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/4419174513757136454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/03/negligence.html' title='Negligence'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-4932070100641159392</id><published>2009-02-08T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:50:36.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged in a while. Busy with class tests and JGes and such. Plus, I lost the blogging spirit. Well, on the MAD blog I wasn't. Still, I can't talk about some matters on the MAD blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day is around the corner...I thought I might strike up a poem like Yingchen. But I dug out an old poem I wrote back in primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made her sad,&lt;br /&gt;he made people jeer.&lt;br /&gt;He gave her up&lt;br /&gt;for his career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loved him so much,&lt;br /&gt;yet he turned her down.&lt;br /&gt;Now tears flow&lt;br /&gt;and stain her eiderdown.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her heart has broken&lt;br /&gt;It is weeping&lt;br /&gt;She loved him so much,&lt;br /&gt;But now she's crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years she's spent on him,&lt;br /&gt;yet he didn't care.&lt;br /&gt;Now her heart is&lt;br /&gt;Cold and bare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can't bear to leave him,&lt;br /&gt;she loved him so.&lt;br /&gt;She loves him still,&lt;br /&gt;and she hopes he'll know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blanket/duvet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite nice la. But it has a sorrowful theme, and I want something more joyful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busying around, rushing here and there,&lt;br /&gt;Mind occupied with study and stair,&lt;br /&gt;Calendar pages fly,&lt;br /&gt;soon, Valentine's Day is nigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glances at clock, glances at date,&lt;br /&gt;she cries "Oh, this I hate!"&lt;br /&gt;She's behind schedule.&lt;br /&gt;Runs out the door, grabbing her module.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of Valentine's she's unaware&lt;br /&gt;But someone else wants to share.&lt;br /&gt;Skids to a stop, pages flying,&lt;br /&gt;There in the doorway her sweetheart is smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Today you have no work, no rush."&lt;br /&gt;She protests, but he says "Hush."&lt;br /&gt;Flowers, cards and chocolates he produce,&lt;br /&gt;her mouth open and books askew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But-I can't just skip," she heads for the door,&lt;br /&gt;and stops-he pulls her, "There's more.&lt;br /&gt;I've taken leave for you-&lt;br /&gt;Today you're mine, and don't be blue."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hugs him with all her might,&lt;br /&gt;surrendering without a fight.&lt;br /&gt;Tears threatening she fought,&lt;br /&gt;she has found the love she sought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-4932070100641159392?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/4932070100641159392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=4932070100641159392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/4932070100641159392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/4932070100641159392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-havent-blogged-in-while.html' title=''/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-7573777429798962555</id><published>2009-01-01T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T23:39:32.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day Back</title><content type='html'>TWO words: Not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I went to school, all 'freshed up, cos I woke with a jolt [literally] this morning and couldn't get back to sleep even if I wanted to. But I was wandering around, fitting easily into the category of 'aimless Sec1s', COS I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW WHERE THE OTHER GIRLS WERE. Then I saw Clow and helped her carry her bag while she called Yuwen. But it wasn't until I saw Vera's face that I found out where they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=They were so near to where I got off, and I had gone the perimeter of the school for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screamed and almost fell into Vera's arms with relief. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, our class was on the third floor. I went to see it before, when I came to school to buy OliverTwist and Atlas:The World. It was PINK. Today I saw it was more of a peach. Okay. Better. At first I was seated nicely, with Huixin beside me and Clau in front and Raquel behind and Yingpei across and Vera and Ham and they all just a couple of rows away. Then MrMun had to go change it all. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so first he took Raquel all the way back. Inevitable, taking into consideraion her height. Okay. Next, Crystal. She was transferred to Raquel's original seat's right. Later she changed to raquel's orig seat. But I was transferred all the way to the third table beside the window. Aye. At least I had Edlind behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our teachers changed a little. Got MrMun for math [grimace. I hope I wouldn't start hating MrMun just because he doesn't teach PE now.]. Ms Eileen Saw's taking over our PE. !!! Ohmigosh. Luckily, we still have MsWong for our Geog, though I had expected otherwise. Sadly, MdmSurin's leavin'. We still have MdmWang for Chinese. Ms Kali's taking Lit and EL. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And during recess, I wandered around a little before I found the nearest toilet. Ohh, it was dark. Like ghosts were lurking in the cubicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, I'm too tired to write more about the mundane-ness of daily life. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ham cut her hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-7573777429798962555?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/7573777429798962555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=7573777429798962555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/7573777429798962555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/7573777429798962555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-day-back.html' title='First Day Back'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-562248864953488038</id><published>2008-11-26T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T01:55:11.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;tagg repliesss:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;housefly: ye, I know. Couldn't stay too close. I've learnt my lesson, next time stick to JEANS no matter the weather. Brr *shudders*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;JOEY: LOL ahem, let's see...hm. Are you a movie/song/lyric buff?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;peru: PERU, ILY! I'm missing you so much. As does Enru. God, I dunno whether to hate you or not. Z, away in China [where I've never been before]. and not coming back too soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;peru: Oh ya, I've read Twilight, finished off New Moon in less than a day yesterday :] I dunno myself, and I've been searching for the whole day. But one of my friends have Breaking Dawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;peru: =.=I hate being the youngest. Okay, fine, Enru calls me meimei too, what difference does another one to call me meimei make? It's so weird...I'm the eldest in my family and 2 people pop out of nowhere and start calling me their younger sista. Not that I mind it that much =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;peru: snce when did I call you di di???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;beat: there, there. She didn't cheat on you, she met him before you. Plus she's broken up with him liao. Divorced. But I'd be glad to smack her if you like =) Anything for my daddy. Except for the deduction of my allowance. HEHE (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-562248864953488038?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/562248864953488038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=562248864953488038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/562248864953488038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/562248864953488038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagg-repliesss-housefly-ye-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-8856318503149406179</id><published>2008-11-21T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T01:43:20.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anuzzer quiz...&lt;br /&gt;Sabotaged by~! Enru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type your name with your:&lt;br /&gt;1.FINGERS: &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Denise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.CHIN: &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;denise [z. did it letter by letter.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.ONE FINGER, EYES CLOSED: &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;denise [WOW NOT BAD, CORRECT!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.ELBOW: &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;dfednisder [terrible =.=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.NOSE: &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ednjise [horrible. doubly =.=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.PALM: &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;denise [used the edge of my palm =)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. List four randoms you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-my thoughts-talking-my mp4-friends- [I can suddenly switch topics.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you ever slept in the back of a car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-yes, of course =.= duh, i go to malaysia so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Have you recently dyed your hair/cut it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-hmm, amazingly, yes, cut. DYE? IF I DYE, I DIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. List four people that you look up to the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-Carissa-My real-life sista-Enru-Bella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How many pets do you own as of now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-Only a tortoise, Felix. But it turned out it's a female, so now it's Fallon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Which do you prefer white or black?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-Both. I like the contrast. LOL I REMEMBER YESTERDAY'S COINCIDENCE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who is your most played character?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-Most played? Myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Choose one or the other, not both:-Being stuck on an island with a friend-Being stuck on an island with 5 acquaintances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-Of course it's with a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Name three aspects that tell who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-Eccentric-Random-Friend-cherishing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you could have a power what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-The power to FLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Who was the last person you talked to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-Er, my sister?I think. A few minutes ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who was the last person you said "I love you" to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-Cant remember. oh ya, to-to joey, I think. I was making my tagging rounds with ILY in each one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Write down the first five words that pop into your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-What are the words ? I [don't know.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What's one thing you wish you could do better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-Erm. Be more sociable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you like the way you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-Not really. No one is perfect, and I don't think people mean it when they say they don't care. it's a human thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Choose, Summer or Winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-Possibly winter. [I like the cold, though I'd be freezing]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Choose, Rain or Snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-Rain. I love the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Water or ice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-Didn't I just say rain? =.= Rain=Water. Snow=Ice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. List one odd thing about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-I have a vein just below my left eyelid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What are two of your bad habits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-I'm lazy and I'm boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What's 1 of your biggest pet peeve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-I'm not all that interested in pets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Now list 6 people who are to do this quiz`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Clau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;-Clow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;-Tiange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-Raquel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;-Peru&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Feifan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-Anyone who is interested&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-8856318503149406179?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/8856318503149406179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=8856318503149406179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/8856318503149406179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/8856318503149406179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/11/anuzzer-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-3364976540576411834</id><published>2008-11-16T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T07:03:27.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ketchup</title><content type='html'>Catching up. Cos I haven't updated for days.&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy with the class gathering, and cos, well, didn't really bother.&lt;br /&gt;Plus I've been reading the partial draft of Midnight Sun online.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't help that my parents are annoyed with my being online so much.&lt;br /&gt;But I cant help checking the class blog every so often.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Wednesday and Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Public Speaking Workshop.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Melanie Tan.&lt;br /&gt;It was AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;She was very zealous and proactive, which made it a lot easier.&lt;br /&gt;We had an impromptu on Wed, and the presentation was videotaped. We watched ourselves online and gave comments.&lt;br /&gt;HANGUANG WAS SO COMICAL.&lt;br /&gt;"My brand of whiteout which I call SNOW WHITE." I nearly burst out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere near the end, he said, "It would make your shoes look beautiful like THIS!" He held up 2 fingers and grinned wider then usual.&lt;br /&gt;The videotape was worse.&lt;br /&gt;He mispronounced "other" as "udder" FREQUENTLY, and it wasn't until the videotape was showed that Mrs Tan explained that 'udder' was the 'thing' on the cow's underside.&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGOD. THAT WAS PSYCHO.&lt;br /&gt;We all burst out in uncontrollable laughter. I had a stitch and couldn't stop until I gulped down some water.&lt;br /&gt;It was worse when Hanguang mispronounced 'Other' again.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, the breathing exaercise.&lt;br /&gt;It was so comical! Yingchang started laughing and got hyterical. In the end, he was exempted.&lt;br /&gt;I was clutching at a table leg on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;Mainly cos Mrs Tan had casually mentioned, "You don't stick out your 'chest', hanguang. Or something like that."&lt;br /&gt;Only she didn't say chest, exactly.&lt;br /&gt;It was terrible, the laughter.&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn't sick, honestly, it's just our perspectives.&lt;br /&gt;I had fun/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was mostly about the same, just that we had a prepared round, and one amnesty impromptu. I was told I had improved a lot, except for my voice, which kept annoyingly soft. I don't understand why I can't project it like the others.&lt;br /&gt;It's a natural thing, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;And we were videotaped for one more time.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I did so well, since it was VERY hurried and I didn't project my voice as much, which is STILL soft with me trying to keep it loud.&lt;br /&gt;We also read the BBC news. This part I liked.&lt;br /&gt;Care was WONDERFUL. Her pace was perfect, her pronunciation was perfect, and never once did she stumble.&lt;br /&gt;I was clapping when she finished.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Tan said she was guranteed a one-way ticket to a newscaster job.&lt;br /&gt;I agree, totally.&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled and my voice kept stubbornly soft, but I was okay, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Yingchen had an 'authoritative' voice. It was rather funny, but it's true, he has this sort of reassuring, slightly manipulative voice. Although he has to work on that monotone.&lt;br /&gt;Hanguang managed to get his Singaporean accent banished, according to Mrs Tan.&lt;br /&gt;Yingchang was a little strange. He couldn't prolong his words, like "seek" or "feed". He would say it like "sik" and "fit". During his videotaped presentation, I was at the back, frantically trying to communicate through hand gestures. At the end, he confronted me and said he didn't get my meaning.&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to tell him to pronounce his words properly. Duh.&lt;br /&gt;I must have looked like a madwoman.&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, Junwei, who was commented to have potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was CIP. I'm pretty tired, so lemme rush through.&lt;br /&gt;We drove to the Bukit Batok Community Centre and met Edling and her brother, Yijun, there.&lt;br /&gt;We were all set to work sorting the textbooks.&lt;br /&gt;P2 was Chermaine, p3 was Clau, P4 was Joey, P5 was Yingpei, P6 was Vera. S1 was Zjijia (LOL), S2 was Edlind, and S3 was me. Yewheng was S4, I think, and Yangyu was Storybooks and Others.&lt;br /&gt;They disappeared downstairs during the climax to lounge at Mac's though.&lt;br /&gt;So Yingpei and Vera took over.&lt;br /&gt;So I took over Vera's, and helped moniter Zhijia's.&lt;br /&gt;It was exhausting: mainly because the Netballers/seniors came to 'help' and hence disrupted our organisation. They didn't bother to hand us our books but sorted them into the boxes themselves.&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, they threw, literally THREW the books into the books, making them messy and out of place. After all our hard work making them neat!&lt;br /&gt;So I was arranging the books as well as collecting the books from the seniors bothering to sort, moving the already-full boxes of storybooks and others from Vera and Yingpei's section, with the help of Zhija, sorting the books themselves, taking books from the haphazard seniors and sorting them myself (so as to avoid the messiness when they threw.)&lt;br /&gt;Boy, was I glad to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fun though, before they came.&lt;br /&gt;Still. It's been exciting.&lt;br /&gt;Enru's invited me to the library tomorrow, but I don't have an answer from my parents.&lt;br /&gt;They don't like anything about me, much.&lt;br /&gt;My sms-ing on the handphone.&lt;br /&gt;My blogging on com.&lt;br /&gt;My chatting on com.&lt;br /&gt;My going out so much.&lt;br /&gt;My subtle rebellion [A short temper showing just a little too much.]&lt;br /&gt;My disobedience.&lt;br /&gt;My results.&lt;br /&gt;Me, myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-3364976540576411834?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/3364976540576411834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=3364976540576411834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/3364976540576411834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/3364976540576411834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/11/ketchup.html' title='Ketchup'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-7924118857030172305</id><published>2008-11-11T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T00:59:14.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Long time no post liao.&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S COS I'M BORED TO DEATH.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO LIBRARY!&lt;br /&gt;Or I'll die.&lt;br /&gt;I've almost finished my supply of books, even the "Twilght" Care lent me just last Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Only one more left, and I'm in the midst of it.&lt;br /&gt;"Coming of Age" by Valerie Mendes or smth.&lt;br /&gt;Woah I really am connected to debaters.&lt;br /&gt;Even my book author's name resembles a felloe debate member's.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;or ex-member.&lt;br /&gt;enough dwelling on such things.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm friggin bored and I haven't finished my holiday homework.&lt;br /&gt;It's the midle of november k.&lt;br /&gt;nd I haven't even read finished "zuo he de cho ji ah me"&lt;br /&gt;that's the worst of the lot.&lt;br /&gt;Math I can mange. I've done some of math liao.&lt;br /&gt;History I needa buy the books this week.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta muggle some money for the books.&lt;br /&gt;I daren't ask my parents straight.&lt;br /&gt;We've been a little on the rocks, what with my dad giving me the cold shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;ENOUGH OF EMO STUFF.&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about work.&lt;br /&gt;I'm struggling with the class blog;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna help, but I don't have the authority.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really strange. Eccentric.&lt;br /&gt;One minute I'm bold enough, the second I'm more timid than a mouse.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I really hate myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-7924118857030172305?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/7924118857030172305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=7924118857030172305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/7924118857030172305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/7924118857030172305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/11/long-time-no-post-liao.html' title=''/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-6993670358541238384</id><published>2008-11-07T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T06:10:36.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mere Fruits of Solitude</title><content type='html'>omg I'm burying my head in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;I totally flunked my 1st opp.&lt;br /&gt;It was Darshini all over again!&lt;br /&gt;'Cept my legs didn't go wobbly and this time, I just hid my head in my book and stuttered.&lt;br /&gt;Horribly.&lt;br /&gt;-Copy Clau- Best la. -Uncopy Clau-&lt;br /&gt;Hell, I was just pulling Yingchen down, he's got a brilliant mind and I'm barely a novice. I don't even meet amateur standards!&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself, honestly.&lt;br /&gt;And guess what my feedback was?&lt;br /&gt;MESSY. DISORGANISED.&lt;br /&gt;-Copy Clau- Best la. -Uncopy Clau-&lt;br /&gt;And I'm too nervous.&lt;br /&gt;Duh.&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't know I have stage fright.&lt;br /&gt;andand;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too soft. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Great. Hey, it's my nature.&lt;br /&gt;Then he talked about projecting my voice and suddenly he steered to singing. Apparently it helps your vocal chords. And Care suggested I go learn professional singing.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but gape.&lt;br /&gt;And Hsefly had to go say,"She does sing."&lt;br /&gt;*Claps hand to forehead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later me and Care ambled off to Popular @JurongWestInt. to buy the cue cards Junsheng wanted us to. I chose orange and Carissa chose a plain black one but changed her mind and decided to get orange too.&lt;br /&gt;Tragedy struck.&lt;br /&gt;In the space of the few secinds we left that section, someone had gorn and taken the last orange pack.&lt;br /&gt;thenthen;&lt;br /&gt;I gave Care mine and chose a green one.&lt;br /&gt;It looked soft, gentle. I'm fine with anything la.&lt;br /&gt;SEE CARE I SO NICE.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the library after spending abt an hour there.&lt;br /&gt;I borrowed "Dreaming Water" with the help of Care.&lt;br /&gt;I used up my 8-book loan and didn't bring a single library book with me.&lt;br /&gt;Although I've finished all but 2.&lt;br /&gt;The other 2 are with Enru.&lt;br /&gt;Then we chatted a bit.&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;We even added on to the graffiti on the table.&lt;br /&gt;beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote my display name, 'Merci Beaucoup' (RANDOM), MaD, Behind These Hazel Eyes.&lt;br /&gt;And we talked. I saw some things.&lt;br /&gt;Like the name siewyi.&lt;br /&gt;and nanhua also.&lt;br /&gt;and the initials S.L.&lt;br /&gt;Then, sadly, it was time to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how quiet and empty the library can be in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;As Care says, "Beautiful Solitude."&lt;br /&gt;I agree wholeheartedly.&lt;br /&gt;I should go there more often, in the evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-6993670358541238384?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/6993670358541238384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=6993670358541238384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/6993670358541238384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/6993670358541238384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/11/mere-fruits-of-solitude.html' title='Mere Fruits of Solitude'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-182200425302229646</id><published>2008-11-04T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T01:22:23.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>another quiz; sabooed by joey</title><content type='html'>Another quizzical from JOEY &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tagged me is? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;JOEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with her? &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;BEST FWENS. Nah, kidding. But I wish, lol. we're friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of her? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Loves HSM like pri-sch me, loves art, hates art, last 2 also abt art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing she/he had for you for? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;NEWSCASTER. I did her make-up and she looked so sweet, like a prim and proper princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If she becomes your lover, you will? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PAMPER HER. Nah, impossible. I'd balk at being a lesbian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she becomes your lover, things she/he has to improve on? &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Er..attitude? 'Cos she hates art mah. No offence :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she comes your enemy, you will? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ask her why she hates me and try to patch things up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is it you want to tell her now? &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;JOEY! ILY :D I'm full of love to give away mah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Your overall impression of her now? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;One word: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How do you think people around you will feel about you? &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm eccentric and sentimental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. The characters of yourself you love are? &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;My ECCENTRITY. And pencil box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The most ideal person you want to be is? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;J.K.Rowling. I aspire to become an FAMOUSSE author.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. For people who care and like you, say something to them. &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;ILY ILY ILY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this quiz to 10 people you wish to know how they feel about.&lt;br /&gt;1. Vera&lt;br /&gt;2. Zhijia&lt;br /&gt;3. Beatrice&lt;br /&gt;4. Peru (Not enru, she's too busy)&lt;br /&gt;5. Clow&lt;br /&gt;6. Wenn&lt;br /&gt;7. CLAUU (At first I thought of Huixin, but she doesn't have a blog.)&lt;br /&gt;8. TIANGE&lt;br /&gt;9. Chermaine&lt;br /&gt;10. Peipei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who's no.6 having relationship with? [Wenn] &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;dunno *shrugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing? [clau and peipei] &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;er, they're gals? but they're good friends, so they'll get on well. and yingpei with be high-fiving clau. upside down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is no. 2 studying about? [Zhijia] &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Everything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. When was the last time you had a chat with no. 3? [Beatrice]&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Just yesterday? We chat on the tagboard :D and she's my daddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What kind of music does no. 8 like? [Tiange] &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Easy one. Korean and Jap. SUPER JUNIOR. TVXQ. SHINEE. And everything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is no. 10 doing now? &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Er, dunno, she's not online. Hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-182200425302229646?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/182200425302229646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=182200425302229646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/182200425302229646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/182200425302229646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-quiz-sabooed-by-joey.html' title='another quiz; sabooed by joey'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-8293128491639339088</id><published>2008-11-03T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T06:04:58.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HSM3</title><content type='html'>OH YEAHHS MAN IT WAS DAMNDAMNDAMN NICEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME! FANTABULOUS! WOMDERFUL! INDESCRIBABLE!&lt;br /&gt;manmanman;&lt;br /&gt;clow wasn't kidding about it. I read her blog.&lt;br /&gt;there were soo many musical numbers and choreography so fast I felt a little vertiginious.&lt;br /&gt;omgomg; and I'm so sad; this is the last high school musical.&lt;br /&gt;enru was crying throughout the whole movie. or so she says.&lt;br /&gt;we were vying for the cried-the-most.&lt;br /&gt;sadly, I lost. I was touched but I only cried at the most touching moments.&lt;br /&gt;anywayanyway;&lt;br /&gt;the songs were AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;I really loved 'can I have this dance?'. My favourite.&lt;br /&gt;Troy and Gabriella were dancing the waltz on the rooftop.&lt;br /&gt;sooo romantic, I was near to tears, partially 'cos that will never happen in real life to me.&lt;br /&gt;andand; the rain was falling on them and they were dancing; walking round each other.&lt;br /&gt;except Gabriella's dress was inappropriate for the dance. a pity.&lt;br /&gt;enru thinks 'the boys are back' is very cute.&lt;br /&gt;there's this scene where Troy and Chad crawled under a car in the junkyard and emerged out the other end as two cute little guys in the same outfits, meant to be their doppelgangers of the younger age.&lt;br /&gt;and 'right here, right now', the treehouse was perfect. It brought romance, childhood memories with a hint of nostalgia, AND the future, all together, a fusion of them all.&lt;br /&gt;'a night to remember' was awesome 'cos'cos, they were all so &lt;em&gt;together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andand;the guys were all 'it's the night of our nightmares'&lt;br /&gt;the girls 'it's the night of our dreams'&lt;br /&gt;DAMN FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;'Scream' and 'Just walk away' was where I cried. It's so sad they had to break up.&lt;br /&gt;'I want it all' left me speechless. It was SO FANCIFUL, and it must have taken lots and lots of money to film that one music video.&lt;br /&gt;and oh joy, Ryan and Kelsi got the scholarship together! I'm soso happy for them.&lt;br /&gt;and Ms. D was grreat, She gave great advice. I now see her in a completely different light.&lt;br /&gt;the graduation was ever so touching.&lt;br /&gt;there's a remix for 'we're all in this together' and a new song 'high school musical'&lt;br /&gt;the people were all decked out in red and white.&lt;br /&gt;and they made the letters 'EH' for East High, and a wildcat.&lt;br /&gt;'ONCE A WILDCAT, ALWAYS A WILDCAT' by Troy Bolten.&lt;br /&gt;It's so touching, I love it too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;TAGGIE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;beat: :D Yepp thanks for the tag and I was thinking of someone older, a 'lil older.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;JOEY: Ohhhh. A quiz. I already have one, why sabo moii? :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;             Kidding la. Will do it when I have time. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;peru: heh-heh, check out my post for details. ^^ First time I have something you don't, rich kia peru, LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;CLAUU: Yeppyepp, more allowance from dafan mahh. Hehe...I so bad hor. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;beat: haha, dafan is in for some work disciplining 'sourtie'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Leann: Welcome to the bookworm club!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-8293128491639339088?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/8293128491639339088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=8293128491639339088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/8293128491639339088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/8293128491639339088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/11/hsm3.html' title='HSM3'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-1011161673902854947</id><published>2008-11-01T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T07:04:10.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arraignments, arrangements</title><content type='html'>Tuesday's HSM3 is cancelled. =.=&lt;br /&gt;But that's because Sanjana is joining us. :)&lt;br /&gt;And so my Tuesday is an empty void. :(&lt;br /&gt;On Monday I'm going to the library for books and homework with my belovedd Enru. :)&lt;br /&gt;And if we both finish homework, maybe she can go cycling with me at ecp. :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to try it out. :D&lt;br /&gt;And so my conclusion is, I'm happy :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-1011161673902854947?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/1011161673902854947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=1011161673902854947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/1011161673902854947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/1011161673902854947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/11/arraignments-arrangements.html' title='Arraignments, arrangements'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-5053423348987459024</id><published>2008-10-31T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T07:18:44.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EnRu</title><content type='html'>Today I didn't have any plans to go out or anything. I thought maybe start on my Math homework. I'm getting guilty about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the late afternoon, Enru called, and invited me to her house anytime. Well, I thought, since I wasn't doing anything then, perhaps I could just go over for a chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't all that erm, unusual, but I had a good time all the same. I'm looking forward to Tuesday. HSM3 at West Mall =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taggies:&lt;br /&gt;YorkSun: You're welcome =)&lt;br /&gt;Miss Whimsical: Neat display name! For me, it's just plain DENN; .&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about them, I mean, I don't have an archive. The blogskin's like that, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Nope, they aren't, I was recollecting, lol. =)&lt;br /&gt;Beat: Hi dad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-5053423348987459024?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/5053423348987459024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=5053423348987459024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/5053423348987459024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/5053423348987459024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/10/enru.html' title='EnRu'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-7391018987277528269</id><published>2008-10-30T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:04:29.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B-oredo-m</title><content type='html'>I'm like just stoning here. (CLAUU)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday evening was damn confusing. I went to the doctor's at 1 plus, or 2. Spent a hour there even thought consultation lasted barely a minute. Came home at 3 plus. Ate medicine. It's supposed to make me drowsy. Went on com, chatted with some people. Then I felt sleepy. Went to bed at arnd 6. Woke up at 8plus. Lay in bed for awhile, then went back to sleep. Got up at 11. Ate medicine again. Went back to bed. {I'm like, such a sleepyhead.} Woke up around 3. Tossed and turned in bed. Went back to sleep {=.=}. Woke at 11 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah. I slept like SEVENTEEN HOURS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just took my medicine again. Probably go to sleep in an hour or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should talk about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My er, like third? solo date with Charles? (I don't think many Nanhuarians evn know of his existence) And yes, I count it as a date, whether you like it or not. Although they were all study dates. I was freezing in jwlib. I remember being in the same spot with tiange before, and she told me about the time she and bummie went there, also at the same spot. And he was rocking back and forth, hugging his knees and playing PSP. Well, I felt exactly like him. I was wrapped in a jacket yet still cold, and I was also rocking back and forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It helps that I'm suposedly his 'daughter'. {OMG, THAT MAKES TIANGE MY MUM???}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I felt so awkward. 'Cos it was the first time I wore home clothes in front of Charles. The last time was during an outing, so it didn't count. I was wearing jeans, tee and my Malaysian hairstyle. It was nothing compared to a V-neck. On a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looked so gay. =.=   {No offence, guy.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a girl, and I don't dare to wear V-neck {I'mfromOldTown}. I didn't know guys wore V-neck. *Cringe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to do until I start feeling the effects of my pills. I started compiling a list of the 102rians who voted at the class blog poll I put up. So far only 17 ppl voted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Since when did I use {} for my comments?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-7391018987277528269?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/7391018987277528269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=7391018987277528269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/7391018987277528269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/7391018987277528269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/10/b-oredo-m.html' title='B-oredo-m'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-1923435446301839566</id><published>2008-10-30T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T01:04:21.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taggies</title><content type='html'>I have decided to reply tags in my posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My com must be laggy, I've been online several times, but I only saw my tags after today. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Enru: YEASHH. VERY HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;Peru: Err, I've tagged at your blog, but as I said, I didn't see this tag.&lt;br /&gt;CLOW: Tag lorhhs. Who're yeh callin' dengue, eh? And yeah, the song's nice!&lt;br /&gt;LEANN: Hehe, thanks...*blush*&lt;br /&gt;York Sun: I did better, I even took your test :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a quiz on Wenn's blog. Did it for fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-1923435446301839566?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/1923435446301839566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=1923435446301839566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/1923435446301839566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/1923435446301839566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/10/taggies.html' title='Taggies'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-8347324255592241481</id><published>2008-10-29T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T22:20:24.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz</title><content type='html'>[x] I'm shorter than 5'4 (I don't like my height =.=)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I think i'm ugly sometimes (who doesn't?)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I tan easily (Not like Manda.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wished that my hair was of a different color&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm self concious about my appearance (OBVIOUSLY!!! The second question!!!)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've have/had braces&lt;br /&gt;[x] i wear glasses&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I would get plastic surgery if it was 100%safe,freeofcost&amp;amp;scarfree&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have been told that im attractive by a complete stranger (I have, strangely. But I got acquianted with her for barely a day before she told me I was attractive.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have more than 2 piercings&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have piercings in places besides my ears&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have freckles (CLOW)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I hate my dad&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I hate my mom&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a brother&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have a sister&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've sworn at my parents&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've run away frm home&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've been kicked out of the house&lt;br /&gt;[x] My biological parents are together&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a sibling less than one year old.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I want to have kids someday (well, I guess so. But I might develop imsomnia, LOL)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had children&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've lost a child&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm in school&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have a job (yes, to STUDY AND THINK OF ABSOLUTELY NOTHING ELSE)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have fallen asleep at work/school&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I almost always do my homework&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've missed a week or more of school&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been on the honor roll within the last 2 years&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I failed more than one class last year&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've stolen something from my job&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been fired&lt;br /&gt;[x] I slipped out "lol" in a spoken conversation (What does this mean?)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Disney movies still make me cry&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've peed from laughing (I think so..I remember something about it vaguely.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've laughed so hard until i cried&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've glued my hand to something&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I had my pants rip in public&lt;br /&gt;[x] I was born with a disease/impairment (Is slight asthma counted?)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've gotten stitches/staples&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've broken a bone&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had my tonsils removed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've sat in the doctor's office/emergency room with my friend&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had my wisdom teeth removed (I don't think they've even grown out, lol)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had a serious surgery&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've had chicken pox (Yeash...)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I was born in a different country&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have driven over 200 miles in one day (I think so..I've driven to Malaysia but unsure of distance)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I flied business class&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been to europe&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been to america&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been to niagara falls&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've been to japan&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been to hollywood (I WISH)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've been to disney land&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been to australia (I WISH)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've been to more than 5 countries&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've seen shooting stars&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have seen a meteor shower&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've gone to public in pajamas&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've pushed all buttons in the elevator&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've kicked a guy where it hurts (QinXiayu. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have been to las vegas casino&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've gone skydiving&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've gone skinny dipping (I need to find a private pool to do this, bleah.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've played spin the bottle&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have drank a carton of milk in one hour&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have crashed a car (I wonder if I would still be alive to put an x in here?)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've gone skiing.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been in a play (No. Unfortunately.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've met someone in person from my space&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've caught snowflake on my tongue&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've seen the northern lights (I really, really, REALLY wish)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've sat on a rooftop at night&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've played chicken&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've played a prank on someone else&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've ridden on a taxi&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've seen the rocky horror picture show&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've eaten sushi&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've done snowboarding&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm single (Er, duh. Who would want me? =.=)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm in a relationship&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm engaged&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm married (I'd probably be a swinging bacheloress.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've gone for a blind date&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been the dumper more than the dumpee&lt;br /&gt;[x] I miss someone right now&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've a fear of abandonment&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've gotten divorced&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've had feelings for someone who didnt have them back&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've told someone i loved them i when i didnt&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've told someone i didnt love them when i did (Well, DUH.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've kept something from a past relationship&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had a crush on someone of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm gay (obvious. I'm so boisterous, of course I'm happy!)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had sex&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had phone sex&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had sex in public (EW.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've got a crush on a teacher&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm a cuddler&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've been kissed on the face (Yepp, parents mah. But never by a guy, although once it was a near hit.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've hugged a stranger&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've kissed a stranger&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've done something i promised someone else i wouldnt (I don't think so..)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ive done something i promised myself i wouldnt&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Ive snuck out of house&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've lied to my parents about where i am&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am keeping a secret from the world&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I cheated while playing a game&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I cheated in a test&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ive run a red light (not in car. as in walking. surprisingly yes.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] ive been suspended frm sch&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I witnessed a crime&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i was involved in a fist fight&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i've been arrested&lt;br /&gt;[x] i've consumed wine (It didn't taste all that good, but then I haven't taken up wine appreciation.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i regularly drink&lt;br /&gt;[ ] ive passed out frm drinking&lt;br /&gt;[ ] ive passed out drunk from drinking at least once in the past 6 mth&lt;br /&gt;[ ] ive smoked weed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] ive taken painkillers when i ddint need them&lt;br /&gt;[x] ive eaten shrooms&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Ive popped E'&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Ive inhaled nitrous&lt;br /&gt;[ ] ive done hard drugs&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i have cough drops when i am not sick&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i cant swallow pills&lt;br /&gt;[x] i can swallow 5 pills at one go without problems.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i have been diagnosed with clinical depressions&lt;br /&gt;[ ]i have been diagnosed with one or more anxiety disorder&lt;br /&gt;[x] i shut others out when i am depressed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i take anti depressants&lt;br /&gt;[ ] im anorexic&lt;br /&gt;[ ] ive slept an entire day when i didnt need it (I'm a creature of the night, so no.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i hurt myself when i didnt need it&lt;br /&gt;[x] ive woken up crying&lt;br /&gt;[x] i am afraid of dying&lt;br /&gt;[x] i hate funerals&lt;br /&gt;[ ] ive seen someone dying&lt;br /&gt;[ ] someone close to me attempted suicide&lt;br /&gt;[ ]someone close to me commited suicide&lt;br /&gt;[x] i planned my own suicide (I have. Car accident.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i have attempted suicide&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i have written a eulogy for myself&lt;br /&gt;[x] i own an ipod/mp3 player&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i own over 5 rap cds&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i have an unhealthy obession of anime/ manga&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i own a plushie of my fave character frm anything&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i own a cosplay outfit&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i know whats cosplay&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i own multiple desginer clothes, costing more than $100 a piece&lt;br /&gt;i own something from&lt;br /&gt;[ ] guess&lt;br /&gt;[ ] DKNY&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Levi's&lt;br /&gt;[ ] esprit&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gap (I'm not rick k!!!)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i own a golf set&lt;br /&gt;[x] i can sing well (I guess a little? some ppl say I sing nice)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i've stolen a tray from a fast food restaurant&lt;br /&gt;[x] i open up to others easily&lt;br /&gt;[x] i watch the news&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i dont kill the bugs&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i hate hearing songs that sacrifice the meaning for the sake of being able to rhyme&lt;br /&gt;[x]i sing in shower (Duh, I do.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] im a morning person&lt;br /&gt;[ ]i paid fr my cell phone ringtone&lt;br /&gt;[x] im a snob abt grammar (ENGLISH FREAK!)&lt;br /&gt;[x] im a sports fanatic (Kinda, I guess. I like sports..)&lt;br /&gt;[x] i twirl my hair&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i have 'x's in my screen name&lt;br /&gt;[x] i love being neat&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i love spam&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i copied more than 30CDs in a day&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i bake well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-8347324255592241481?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/8347324255592241481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=8347324255592241481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/8347324255592241481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/8347324255592241481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/10/quiz.html' title='Quiz'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-1103441167701809926</id><published>2008-10-28T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T07:38:26.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuantan</title><content type='html'>That evening, we went to Kuantan, where my relatives are. The next day, we went SHOPPING. I bought a new bag and a dress. (Wow. I didn't know I wore dresses. I mean, seriously, do I wear dresses. What surprised me was that I was the one who suggested I try it on. It's lovely though-chocolate brown with collar. A white belt would suit it perfectly, and I'm planning to buy one in Singapore. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just about it. There isn't really much to do in Kuantan, cept play with cousins and visit relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit my previous entry for the Genting Highland experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-1103441167701809926?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/1103441167701809926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=1103441167701809926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/1103441167701809926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/1103441167701809926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/10/kuantan.html' title='Kuantan'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-2205885039861212854</id><published>2008-10-28T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T07:13:52.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>M'sia</title><content type='html'>I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now where to start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd better blog it out in seperate entries, I mean seriously, I'm way too long-winded. I love details :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had thought, initially, that we were gonna go straight to Kuantan, but no. We went to Genting Highlands. trust my parents. I can't say I didn't like it though, though I've been for lots of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were going with my cousins from Malaysia, from my mom's side, maternal. Anyway, they had arrived hours earlier and I was all green cos they had play Euro Express and Adult Bumper Cars AND 4D Motion Master AND SEEN HSM3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day, after a buffet breakfast, we went to Outdoor Theme Park. That place is seriously the bomb, I mean, there were all those thrilling rides. No adults and a whole afternoon to have fun-my idea of fun. (Although Janice was a right nuisance-my mother has influenced her too much. She kept acting like my mom-being a killjoy. She's really 30plus years old. ) I brought my map home, so I can track my rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I went on the Spinner. It's this kinda thing where they have lots of swings and the pillar thingy spins, so the people on the swings would be spinning round and round in the air. It's fun cos the pillar slants while spinning, so one moment you're lifted in the air, then set down again. You don't really have to scream for this, I didn't and I was still enthu about after I got off. I juts concentrated on not lifting myself up in the air when I dipped. I was dizzy when I got off; still, I was screaming for another turn. Unfortunately the others felt that they were too dizzy, so no second turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we teenagers-Rainbow, Rain, and me-went on the Super Tobaggan. It's this long slide with carts where you twist and turn a lot. It's short-2 minutes, I timed-and it's uncomfortable since the cart isn't cushioned, my back was sore, but it was damn fun, you get all those unexpected twists. It was my first time, cos last time I wasn't heavy enough-35kg was the minimum. The young 'uns ate ice cream with Auntie, my family maid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we all went Boating. A couple sits in the boat and cycle to propel forward in the water, with a navigator in the middle. We all paired up-Janice with Rainie, me with Rainbow, Auntie with Rain. The life jackets made me feel nerdy-flourescent orange with lots of buckles. One went in between my legs. I was so embarrassed. Ahem. Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we sidetracked a bit and went to the Flying Dragon. It wasn't all that bad-really, just a dip, I remember vaguely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next one eclipsed the Dragon-it was the Rolling Thunder Mine Train. It was shoik-a huge dip and lots of circles. After the dip, you enter the 'mine' again, where the tracks wind in circles by the wall. The cart slants vertically, and this is where lots of people scream. Not me, though. I'd rather scream at the dip, though I always felt the heart-stopping fear before I un-numb and scream. In these kind of rides, you HAVE to scream, or you'll cry. Or vomit. Or just turn green. My cousins were appalled at how I screamed, lol, seriously. I went on it thrice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we went out to buy some food (The pepper chicken was awesome; so was the sweet potato) before digesting at the Antique Car. I used to think it was fun, but that was as a kid. Still, I had fun taking turns with Rainbow to step on the pedal or steer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we teenagers went to the Grand Pix Fun Cart: it's the track where you race cars. Kinda like those Formula One type of cars, only of course more rough. The queue was enormous, we waited for like, eternity! And it wasn't even all that fun. My car was so slow-I started out as second but lots more passed me. And the road was very rough, I bumped it out. There weren't enough turns; there was only one turn which I liked, which was a hairpin bend near the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, we went to Pirate Ship, where you sit in a boat on a swing and it swings up and down. It wasn't all that exciting since we were sitting in the middle, but I had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go on Corkscrew and Flying Coaster, they were the most exciting thrill rides, but I didn't have enough time. It was such a pity-I hadn't even gone to the Indoor Theme Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More in the next post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-2205885039861212854?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/2205885039861212854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=2205885039861212854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/2205885039861212854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/2205885039861212854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/10/msia.html' title='M&apos;sia'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-8388601348938296712</id><published>2008-10-22T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T00:27:21.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Report book</title><content type='html'>I don't have the slightest inkling of my marks. That's because I had a stupid slight fever this morning with a splitting headache. Now, after some rest and a little setamol, I'm in the pink of health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And cursing myself for not hauling myself out of bed and holding out for a few more hours before I go home and slump onto the bed. With the knowledge of my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I know my positions. Class position: 15th (=.=), Level position: 125th (Okay la. Improved:) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Crystal is complaining about her class position, 6th, and level 31st. She said it's sucky. I'm like, WTH?! You call that sucky???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to know my results, but Edlind can't come to tuition on Saturday-and I realised I'm not going too-and I might be setting out tomorrow afternoon. Morning it's badminton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then for the rest of the weekend and Monday, I'll be thousands of kilometres away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-8388601348938296712?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/8388601348938296712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=8388601348938296712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/8388601348938296712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/8388601348938296712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/10/report-book.html' title='Report book'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-1366335533161772805</id><published>2008-10-21T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T07:14:42.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mutes</title><content type='html'>I finally worked out how to insert music into blogs-on my own! Well, I kinda had a rough idea, but I never bothered much to do anything about it. It's kinda like changing blogskin, 'cept it's easier than blogskins, just copy and paste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose 'Misery Business' by Paramore. If not for Vera, I would have put 'Bring Me To Life' by Evanescence. But then I got hooked the moment I heard it on Vera's handphone. I'm sure I heard it before, maybe on the radio. That's saying something. I stopped listening to the radio in Sec1, drowning in a sea of work and cause I don't have my own radio. I used to listen to my Grandma's, but she used it often, at night, and I listened to the radio in the evening. Grandma sleeps at 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I downloaded 'Crushcrushcrush' and 'Emergency'. 'Crushcrushcrush' is a good genteel song. Thanks to the person who recommended it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday's badminton with Huixin. I gotta arrange the CIP dates. This weekend I'm going to Kuantan, and Monday I planning to watch HSM3 with Enru, my old flame. 'cos we used to be so frenzied about High School Musical!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm feeling down in the dumps 'cos no one's online, I can't send music to huixin (stupidd hotmail), and I don't have anything else much to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-1366335533161772805?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/1366335533161772805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=1366335533161772805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/1366335533161772805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/1366335533161772805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/10/mutes.html' title='mutes'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-4064151075026337489</id><published>2008-10-20T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T00:30:47.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>water soccer</title><content type='html'>I'm dead beat right now, but I have a bizzare urge to blog this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water soccer. It was damn damn FUN! But lemme start from the head or you won't make head or tail of my story. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went to school, blah blah blah. I was so kiasu, I brought loads of things: Uniform(I wore), OC Tee and shorts (I wore, underneath;), Towel (Came in handy when I realised I forgot to bring big plastic bags), Class Tee (of absolutely no use =.=), and undergarments (Am I being too frank? But then, only girls read my blog mah.). Not to mention my essentials, handphone, book, MP4 and wallet. Had to leave my dictionary behind, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. We went there on a bus (duh, denise.). I introduced Evanescence's Bring Me To Life to Edlind, Vera, and Huixin. I kinda thought it was more Vera's type of song, (similar to Kelly Clarkson's Behind These Hazel Eyes) and I wasn't wrong. Then we arrived at FICO Sports Hub, where we were all sorely disappointed by the sight that beheld: Some floats with above-ankle-depth water. I mean, I kinda expected something like a small shallow swimming pool. But then, later it wasn't bad la. Goes to show that I shouldn't be prejudiced. Don't judge a book by its cover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, the guys went up. We girls were a bit more hesistant. The teacher was like, trying to encourage us, lol. Later when we went to watch the guys' matches, we decided to form a group. Initially, the number of teammates was eight: Huixin, Clau, Jiahui, Edlind, Zhijia, Vera, Yingpei, me. Later the referee announced only five members were allowed (the girl's float was smaller than the guys'). So Huixin, Clau, and Jiahui went out. I was pretty nervous since I had watched the previous matches where it was &lt;em&gt;quite &lt;/em&gt;violent, but then it was like, overcome when I didn't have time to think about anything else. We had agreed upon a few things 1)The outcome didn't matter, so long as we had FUN 2)Just kill the opponents; nothing else matters (partially kidding.) 3)Stay as a team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had grrreat fun. I slipped lots of times, (feet with little friction) but miraculously, they didn't hurt. It was my spectacles that were bothering me. Myopic people have this disadvantage: I couldn't see all that well. At first, there was a time when I couldn't keep track of the ball, and I kept spinning around like an idiot. Luckily, I adapted quickly, and just focused on one thing: folllow the ball. I mean, I was that determined. But I'm not that heartless as to watch Vera fall down and not care a bit. Mostly, I just pulled them up and their response would be, "I'm okay." Then I'd return to the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a few glitches about our performance: First, I used my hand once to block the ball. It was just pure instinct, cos I played basketball and badminton before. Second, the other team didn't play fair. The goalkeeper kept catching the ball out 0f goal, which isn't really right. Third, I fell a lot, though I always got up, lol. And lastly, we scored a draw but the score was awarded to the other team. Pretty unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! A, we had great fun. B, we succeeded in killing them since they had to resort to underhand means to beat us. C, we couldn't wait to play again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the second team comprising of the 3 beauties(Amanda, Clow, Yuwen), Raquel and Chermaine, didn't win, not even a draw, so we couldn't play again. Haixxx....we were all looking for a chance to play again, especially those who didn't play at all. I suppose I was lucky enough to have played at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I bought come coke, drank it all up while I wandered around watching the matches. Some comments: A girl played with her mouth instead of legs. I heard her ranting at a member of the opposing team when she(other member) fell down but still tried to get into goal. I think it was someone from 1/4, I'm not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, we were cheering for the guys. It was kinda weird, cos we were girls cheering for guys. But who cares? And I found that Elijah slipped a lot, like me. It's a comfort knowing I wasn't the only one. But I envied the fact that he could used his head to block, whereas I couldn't (handball). And I also noticed lots of goalkeepers didn't play fair. They caught the ball outside of goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was time to assemble to return to Nanhua, I changed in the toilets. I changed out of everything. Then we went back to Nanhua, where I had a hell of a time trying to contact the people in debate to hand in the forms. Edlind didn't get it signed. Elijah didn't bring it. Ying Chang was the worst. I sent him a message and called him 14times in total. But! he didn't reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I, a loner, went up to the staff room, where I had no difficulty seeking out Ms Kali, where I gave her my form. She seemed surprised to hear I couldn't contact YingChang, and she said that she saw him lurking outside the main staff room door just then (I entered the pigeon-hole door.). So I handed her my form, went out quickly (I had a chicken burger with me)and made a beeline for the front entrance. Sure enough, he was there. I stormed up to him, ranting about my efforts to contact him-"Do you have any idea how many times I've called you???"-(I must have looked like a madwoman. One-way ticket to the asylum, Denn!) and he just stood there looking upset and distracted. He said his phone was confiscated by his teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder he didn't pick up the phone the 14 times I called. Well, I couldn't go on any further, he looked really upset, he didn't even notice I was wearing my school u. So I just returned Anne Frank to him and he went down to retrieve the form and give it to Ms Kali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on 185 I was considering my performance and asked feedback from Cris and Huixin. Cris said I was okay except for that handball. (=.= everyone chided me for it, including Huixin)And Huixin said I was aggressive. YES. Being aggressive during a game is good. Luckily I still had my heart if not my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recorded Paramore's Crushcrushcrush (Woah, nice.), Misery Business(Neat! 'Cept for MV.), and Emergency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATER SOCCER ROCKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-4064151075026337489?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/4064151075026337489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=4064151075026337489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/4064151075026337489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/4064151075026337489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/10/water-soccer.html' title='water soccer'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-2573987658380584941</id><published>2008-10-20T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T02:47:16.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My marks</title><content type='html'>Haven't been posting in a while. Thought I'd take a break from work and post my EOY results. I'm really happy, 'cos they're good. I improved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English:&lt;br /&gt;Compo: 25/30   Situational: 20/30   Paper 2: 40/50    Total: 85%       A1&lt;br /&gt;Chinese:&lt;br /&gt;Compo: 45/70   Situational: 14/20    Paper 2: 70/110   Total: 64.5%   B4&lt;br /&gt;Math:&lt;br /&gt;Paper 1: 38/50            Paper 2; 38/50                              Total: 76%       A1&lt;br /&gt;Science:&lt;br /&gt;Chem: 24.5/30 (81.7%)  Bio: 44/50 (88%)  Phy: 17/20 (85%)   Total: 85.5%  A1&lt;br /&gt;Geog:&lt;br /&gt;Paper: 70/100                                                                      Total: 70%      A2&lt;br /&gt;History:&lt;br /&gt;MCQ: 20/20     StrucQns: 30/60    Total: 50/80           Total: 62.5%  B4&lt;br /&gt;Art:&lt;br /&gt;Coursework: 62/100                                                           Total: 62%      B4&lt;br /&gt;English Literature:&lt;br /&gt;Paper: 37.5/50                                                                     Total: 75%      A1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MSG: 18/8 (excluding home ec-I didn't take down my home ec)&lt;br /&gt;          =2.25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. MSG still a 'lil high. But hey, I got five distinctions and I passed Chinese! Well, history is a damper, but as for Art, I rushed it overnight until 4.15am and I still managed to produce a B4 work! I didn't fail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: If you're wondering what sort of work I'm doing, I'm editing past stories I wrote. I'm having another 'author' flash. Sort of like a brief maniac phase, but it's something I like. I've edited 'Murder Case', 'Memories of Childhood', 'Terrorist Attack', 'An Adventure', currently working on 'A Second Father'. I'm almost done with 'A Second Father'. Last night I compiled 'Torn' but I have yet to change it to a third-person narrative. 'Mystery of Gardenia Cottage' is still halfway in editing. I plan to add some more chapters to those undone stories (Murder Case, A Second Father, Mystery of Gardenia Cottage) and finish editing my newest 'Torn' before sending them to FeiFan for further editing. She's my co-author. I hope she won't be too busy...she hasn't replied to my last email. Her last reply took days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-2573987658380584941?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/2573987658380584941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=2573987658380584941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/2573987658380584941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/2573987658380584941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-marks.html' title='My marks'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-3128632458573105837</id><published>2008-10-13T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T06:35:32.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my monday</title><content type='html'>Today wasn't exactly the ideal day. Once we started school, (I was still in shame from Saturday's incident), we were liked dragged to the hall for Closure Day 2008. I know we were supposed to be supportive, considering that it was very last minute, but I didn't realise how supportive we had to be. Whenever the mic failed and screeched like a hysterical female owl, (I don't like that sound. I always covered my ears.) the audience clapped. Enthusiastically. I didn't know until I asked Vera, who explained we were supposed to be THAT supportive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the concert was pretty good, cept for the music. As in the vocal ones. As Vera pointed out, the (badminton band)girl was better than the guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually, I kinda think they were really off-tune. Off-key would be more like it. 'Coz the parts were a bit flat. Only a little. And that's the real honest truth. It's only a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give me that look lah, it's not like I'm snubbing people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just being honest. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played games after recess. Double whacko and Entangle. Not particularly fun. One, the counselors were VERY authoritative. They were ever so impatient, screaming at us to sit down. I didn't really notice during whacko, until Entangle came. Second, Edlind was a bit slow in calling 'Jiahui' and I got to be the monkey. Lucky me(This one is sardonic.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, Entangle was fun. We all held hands and tried disentangling ourselves. Initially, with ZhaoSheng, Joshua, and Kelvin (mixed.=.=), it was impossible to break free, cos the three guys were forming a small circle on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, in the single-sex one, with Wenn, manda, and Clow, we were better. we broke free. I pointed out that me, Wenn, and Vera were forming a private circle. Z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holiday schedule for debate has been set up. I checked with Mom, and I'm free on every day. Lucky me. (Sincerely this time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe Carissa forgot to brng 'Twilight'! And I also have to carry 'Deathly Hallows' all the way back home just coz she won't bring it home with her! Fortunately, Ying Change remembered to bring 'The Time Traveller's Wife' strongly recommended by Carissa and YingChang himself. Plus I went to jrl after debate was over, with Carissa, and borrowed 2 more books on my bestseller list. I had planned to borrow one T'witches book with my last loan (I'm still reading 'Journey to the River Sea' by Eva Ibbotson) but I remembered I had promised Janice I would borrow a book for her. That was before I forgot to bring her library card and my dad'd and had only my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I promised, so I went to the children's section at the basement (I felt humiliated. Sec 1 and still at Children's Section. The shelves were shorter than me.) and searched for quite some time, like, 15min? Before I found 'The fairy's return' by Gail Carson Levine. A book in a series of retellings of famous fairy tales. Quite like the Once Upon A Time is "Timeless" series I finished before EOY and which Vera seems to have put on hold for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mention? I met ChenFeng at the children's section. Erm. I was walking out of the shelves, having just found the book, and walking to borrow it, when I saw him, Zixing and a short guy. I was flabbergasted and stupidly asked, "What are you doing here???" To which he replied, "Studying." Recovering, I shot him an incredulous look, and with a voice tinted with sarcasm (I tried my best, LOL=) )I again asked, "Studying? After EOY?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I sounded too bossy. Ah wells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-3128632458573105837?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/3128632458573105837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=3128632458573105837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/3128632458573105837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/3128632458573105837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-monday.html' title='my monday'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-5170654065406871436</id><published>2008-10-11T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T05:48:52.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride before a fall, joy before tragedy</title><content type='html'>Talk about pride before a fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my last two entries before this one. They seem so happy, full of excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that crashed down today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD IS UNFAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was scheduled to meet Huixin and Zhijia this morning at 7.30am for badminton. I was elated-I set my handphone alarm and put it just above my head. I even asked my family maid to wake me up at 7.30am. Oh, yeah. I'm sure to wake up in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Bangs my head on the wall*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off,  my maid claimed she didn't hear me. ERM. I had repeated it at least three times, "7.30am, 7.30am, 7.30am" to her. Thn my alarm failed to wake me up, for the second time. Both were inoppurtune times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just my luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, today's swimming was all timings in pj's. I failed every one-17.28/15.00, 1.23/1.00, 1.30/1.00- except for the last two, which was 10 freestyle, and 3min breastroke, 2laps. I'm so happy I cleared 3minutes! I got 2.27min. This is the first time in pj's that I cleared the timing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visions of gold fill my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I also beat Junfei most of the timings, two narrowly, only by one second. I don't think I can ever beat Jeremy, even though he's younger by one year-his kicks are seriously powerful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-5170654065406871436?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/5170654065406871436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=5170654065406871436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/5170654065406871436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/5170654065406871436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/10/pride-before-fall-joy-before-tragedy.html' title='Pride before a fall, joy before tragedy'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-9218485025830327943</id><published>2008-10-10T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T08:08:43.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vivo with huskies</title><content type='html'>JUST ONE WORD TO DESCRIBE-INDESCRIBABLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so awesome! At first, we were like, really awkward, 'coz her MOM was there *bangs head on wall* , CYBI? I was so flabberghasted when she told me, her parents are soo protective. Hear, hear-hear the sardonism, I mean-. Anyway, we were eating at Kopitiam, 'coz EnRu hadn't eaten any lunch and was starving, so I accompanied her to eat some congee(It was cheap, $2.50 only. Big mistake, congee makes one feel hungry shortly afterwards, which was what I felt later.). Then Perini's mom left us to Daiso, and we were free for a whole HOUR. We told her we would be in the bookshop-Perini and I are mean bookworms-for the whole time, but we planned to wander a little (Actually, I feel a little guilty, but hey, I need my personal space). Anyway, EnRu would die if we actually did spend that much time there (She's like Zhijia.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Forever 21 (Perini's choice), then to I.P.Zone (my choice, Charles' recommendation), and then to SAN Bookshop. We were actually just flipping the racks and wow-ing the accessories (they're seriously expensive. One interesting, small necklace cost $15. Z.). We were trying on men's hats and looking seriously goofy -EnRu's idea. She just swiped it onto Perini's head and Perini was being so diao-ish. Then EnRu tried it on herself and man, she looked awesome, like a cool cowgirl. Seriously! Perini took a picture (The photography was bad sia. Thanks, Perini, now everyone will think I have such poor skills. (I was in Photography Club!)I'm gonna post on my blog see.) and then we carefully put the hat back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were chatting like old friends-Wait, we ARE old friends. Old husky friends! LOL. But we were all so hyper and excited, it was just so great! Anyway, we were headed to I.P.Zone, for my printed tees. Those two were so crafty. They had planned beforehand to buy some more-ahem-feminine clothes. I was so 'DIAO!'. 'Coz Perini claims that I'm too tomboy-ish just because I was wearing a cap last time I saw her. Erm! I was dressed in my best 'sweet girl' look-on account of the mom-with a half ponytail, jeans and my best white FILA shirt. And I was carrying a sling bag! I was thinking of my red bag! The one you carry on your shoulder. Still, they planned to force me to buy some tunics-Actually, I dont really mind. I've been wanting to try out tunics since last year-saying that they wanted to make me more girlish. It's true that I hate skirts though. I only have jeans, knee-length trousers, and shorts(EnRu recommends that I try bermudas). Still, they didn't get a chance, 'coz we suddenly saw Perini's mom outside, and we were so panicky we went to the bookshop at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At once, me and Perini were like, glued to the shop (BOOKS ARE ME PARADISE) and EnRu was rolling her eyes and saying, "Here we go again," we were browsing through the 'zines at first but then only Perini was actually looking and I got bored and went to the bestsellers. Then I got into a dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I saw 'Thanks for the memories' by Jodi Picoult. Then I caught sight of 'The Time Traveller's Wife'. Luckily, I remembered Ying Chang had the book, and called him to ask if I could borrow it. At first, he readily agreed, and I stated Monday, but then he realised he hadn't finished reading it. I don't blame him if he doesn't bring it on Monday, I myself can be very selfish when it comes to books. Plus I have too many books on hand anyway. I asked Carissa if I could borrow 'Twilight' on Monday, but she hasn't replied my sms. Anyway...Then, I decided to go for "Thanks for the memories" (I was so thankful I had read "The Memory Keeper's Daughter", or I would be in a deeper dilemma.). But tragedy struck again-I know, I know.Being dramatic.-and as soon as I got out of one dilemma, I got into another. 'Coz I caught sight of 'The Last Lecture' by Randy Pausch. You know, the recommendation by Ms Wong? Remember, Vera?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still decided to get "Nineteen Minutes" also by Jodi Picoult, 'coz it was cheaper. Man, it costed less than $15 dollars. The rest were like, $20 standard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I just checked my messages. Carissa's bringing it on Monday, in exchange for my 'Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK TO THE SUBJECT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, we went to Golden Village(Enru pulled us over, said she liked the popcorn smell. ME TOO. except it doesnt really taste all that nice). I had originally planned for a good movie, but Perini's parents said NO (HOW PROTECTIVE.). Later me and EnRu pulled a fast one on Perini and told her we were buying tickets and leaving her alone since both of us could still watch a movie. Perini really took us seriously (we were such great actresses. *accepts applause*)and was about to walk off (Hurt pride, eh?) when she got something on her phone, maybe sms from her mom? Anyway, she was so occupied she didn't notice me and Enru running off and we went to hid behind a nearby pillar. It was ever so fun, looking left and right to see which way Perini was going and then going the opposite way. I played the good girl, choosing to end it and reveal ourselves, only to discover we couldn't find her. She had somehow gone to the entrance without seeing us or us seeing her. She was so, erm, well, angry, a little (she claimed she was hurt, but it didn't show. Rarely anything negative shows on Perini -.-) and still believed us when we told her we had bought tickets and were about to go in. She was heading to Daiso and we made believe we were going in, though we secretly followed her up the escalator outside the cinema. She spotted us, why? 'Coz she took a wrong turn and headed for the exit instead of the entrance! Me and Enru were seriously trying our very best to hold all the laughter in. And Perini still believed we were awol-ing her to watch a movie and asked why we were there. I replied, "The movie doesn't start immediately, duh," and she STILL  believed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'd better not talk too much or I'd lose one of my best friends, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent quite some time at Daiso. The accessories are really quite cute. I bought a horoscope keychain for Janice, since her current wallet one broke, and a hairband for her-which she didn't appreciate. She claimed it was ugly. It happens to be that hers and my fashion tastes differ.-a horoscope keychain for her, and a pair of earrings for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to buy some blush, which suits me, but I was afraid my dad might object. Plus, my dad had asked "Why would you wanna go Vivo?" (Erm. I'm a teenager who prefers to shop with my friends, and shopping is one of life's greatest pleasures. However, I would never say that. My parents don't think me any different when I was 10 -I changed when I was 12, last year-and now. I would hate to hurt them.) and my mom had replied, "To shop for books, of course." before I could reply. (Last time I went with them, I was glued to SAN Bookshop)So, anyway, I didn't get the blush after all, although it was horrendously cheap (Everything $2!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it all costed $8. Note: this is more than half of the book I bought. I think I should buy bigger things next time I go to Daiso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, we went outside to enjoy the glorious sea view and take some pictures. (It was hot, hot, hot! outside!) Perini's mom said there were some swings at the playground. (The swing is an example of a childhood favourite I never got rid of.) Puzzled, we all recalled no swing at the playground (we've all been before.) but we still followed her. In the end, no swing. just the same blue chair like things that you swivel around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had wanted to go to the glorious shallow wading pool-thingy, me and Enru, but Perini insisted on following her mom. When it was evident there was no swing, we both immediately rushed us. I took my flip-flops off and rolled up my jeans. Omg, the wooden floor was so HOT. Scalding. We quickly rushed into the water and it was wonderful! Warmer than lukewarm. We waded around and were thinking of taking pictures, but Enru's phone had spoilt and my handphone had no memory card. So I called Perini for her camera and Enru screamed down (The playground was at 2nd level, the pool was 3rd.) at her to hurry up. We had a great time! We took photos of our shadows and of each other. I was taking one for Perini and Enru when some boys wandered to the background. Peru and Er moved somewhere else and I heard one of the guys say, "Woah, you're being extra" to the other guy. I retorted, "yeah, quite extra." and took the picture. The worst thing was that they splashed us after it, and even more after Enru shouted, "Would you stop it!" They splashed more, and we moved a little distance off. We were all determined not to let them spoil our day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, somehow Enru started splashing us (at first, we were playing some catch-like game with a little bottle cap) and Perini got so mad she started splashing back and a splashfight started. Both of them were splashing like hell, and I, was LAUGHING like hell. Perini was the weaker at first and came to me for protection, (Enru splashed me while trying to get at Perini) until Enru fell on her butt into the water. She was soaked to the skin, the wettest of us all! She was so furious she splashed even more, and then it was Perini's turn to become soaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then-CYBI???-Perini suggested that they gang up on me, the driest one, and they really splashed me until my jeans were soaked and my front of my T-shirt was horrible wet. they stopped only 'cos I screamed, twice, in my attempt to get away. Then we matured and started worrying about our moms' opinion. We got dry by lying our whole bodies on the floor. The imprints were impressive, but a little obscene, since they looked as of we were wearing bathing suits, if you know what I mean. I got drier, at least, my T-shirt got dry, but my jeans were definitely less heavy. Still, I was kinda embarrassed, 'coz we were sunbathing in a public place with people watching, ERM. Luckily, the thigh part of my jeans dried as we made our way to the MRT (we got slightly lost until I strained my memory and found the place at B2, lol), and fully dried on the MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day was AWESOME!!!! FANTABULOUS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-9218485025830327943?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/9218485025830327943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=9218485025830327943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/9218485025830327943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/9218485025830327943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/10/vivo-with-huskies.html' title='vivo with huskies'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-8664612391442703728</id><published>2008-10-09T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T06:41:12.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the end of eoy</title><content type='html'>POST EOY ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, there's my special screamm. Omg, i can't believe my luck. I've loaned 4 books from Jurong West Com, am posting on my tablet PC, and gosh, I'm going shopping tomorrow with my beloved Peru. I don't know if ER's coming though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got such a shock when I came home after school, had just sat down to eat my lunch, and suddenly heard her voice at the door. She had come to return the umbrella I lent her centuries ago. However, she didn't come in though I invited her. Had to hurry, she was only on her way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err. On to my beloved books. I checked in a Royal Diaries book (marie antoinette), a Twitches book (number 2), one mary higgins clark (huixin recommended it), and one bestseller, 'Journey to the River Sea; by Eva Ibbotson. I've been wanting to read it for like, a year. maybe more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, this morning, I FORGOT MY TIE. Cant believe it! I felt so stupid, being hysterical. Believe it or not, I was very near to tears. Raquel kept trying to cheer me up by calling me 'Ms. Forrester.' It didn't work. Wel hey, I was up till 4.15 am last night, choinging my Art, HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME TO REMEMBER MY TIE???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus it gave me a headache. I came home at 12 plus and read Marie Antoinette til 2 plus. Then I gave in to my sleepiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I am not gonna let it ruin my happiness, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOING OUT TO VIVO TOMORROW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-8664612391442703728?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/8664612391442703728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=8664612391442703728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/8664612391442703728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/8664612391442703728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/10/end-of-eoy.html' title='the end of eoy'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-8266314606601919208</id><published>2008-10-07T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T23:31:04.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, art thou?</title><content type='html'>I am really against Art right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only give us a few weeks instead of the promised four. :&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm rushing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not exactly. I'm a bit slacking here. At prob 3 I'll take the pics, print, and draw. I'll make do with what I have since my model Janice isn't home yet. There's hours to go, she's still at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-watching Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art's the last exam. Tomorrow, I'm gonna throw my books into the air and SCREAMM for joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, trooping to Jurong West lib for my SWEETEST BOOKS. I LOVE YOU SO. Oh, to be deprived of what I love most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. I'm being a drama queen. -Copy Clau- Don't give me that look. -Uncopy Clau-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, then on Friday, SCHOOL'S OUT! Well, I don't really like 'What time is it?", but I guess it's for the literary things here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to update my vocab. UCWM. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M HYPER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, lol. Anyways, I'm going out with Peru on Friday. At vivo, SHOPPING. I wanted to watch a movie but her mom says no. (persuading in progress. (I just love alliteration.)) so it's just shopping and more books! I have money stashed away. Maybe i'll buy one to treat myself. Plus I havn't spent $10's $10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT, GTG, BYE.,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-8266314606601919208?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/8266314606601919208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=8266314606601919208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/8266314606601919208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/8266314606601919208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-art-thou.html' title='oh, art thou?'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-5941279948649479527</id><published>2008-09-15T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T20:20:33.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>god.</title><content type='html'>:( Raquel, zhijia and Ve3ra have privated their blog, and none of them can spare time to invite me in. Sadded, I cant tag them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying some blogging moments at com lab 1. I mean, what with all the homework and revision, I havent taken to the com recently. anyone who goes online often can see that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just went to the wikipedia site about the Once Upon a time series, and it seems I've read almost all of them, except for Snow (by Tracy Lynn) and Sprited (I'm reading it currently. Vera's a bit mad because she can't fibnd them at JRL, even though I can find all of them there. Strange...maybe Vera doesn't have the correct call numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOKey&lt;br /&gt;WEYn&lt;br /&gt;VIGuie&lt;br /&gt;LYNn&lt;br /&gt;HOLder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read that there are 3 books to be released soon. Belle, The diamond secret, and The wild orchard are to be relaesed soon. They're retellings of Beauty and the Beats, Anastasia (never heard of it) and MULAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must remember to look out for them at JRL. People rarely borrow them (it's not well known), so I can find every book of the series there. :) In fact, I wouldn't have known about it if I hadn't chanced upon Midnight Pearls by Debbie Viguie (Retelling of The Little Mermaid), at the school library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I did. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-5941279948649479527?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/5941279948649479527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=5941279948649479527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/5941279948649479527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/5941279948649479527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/09/god.html' title='god.'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-6029090585884707645</id><published>2008-09-02T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T07:49:37.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>somuchtotell, solittletime</title><content type='html'>I have so much to tell today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was supposed to got to the movies with Tiange today (Alfred asked me to go ecp, but I said no,). So yah. I woke up at 10 (surprisingly early) and sloshed around (i dunno the adj) on the couch before washing up. At the bus stop, I met so many ex-Xingnanians and ex-librarian juniors, (I LOVE THEM) I was overwhelmed. But also, ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I had forgotten a lot of their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, don't get me wrong. I remember some still, Reena, Estelle, WanPeng, Dorea, and Jeanette. But I was so shocked and humiliated to learn I had forgotten so many of them, I felt like 'earth swallow me up' commanding, or maybe dig a hole myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was so busy chattering I didnt realise I had gotten on the wrong bus. I assumed it was 242, which would lead me directly to boon lay interchange. Instead, it was 99.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slight difference. Both initially go on the same route, but 99 goes on at jp, on to clementi int. It wasnt until I passed the pink buildings at the edge of jp that i realised i was on the wrong bus. I immediately got off and took a look at the sign: 99. I was so angry i cursed myself. But I was running late and it was pretty far away if I were to walk (we were supposed to meet at breadtalk) and I didnt wanna miss it. So I hailed a cab to drive me to jp. Paid a few bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought tickets, LAST ROW, then went to eat. (btw, i had worn jeans to match tiange. Besides, it was cold out) Over two Zingers (I couldnt think of whatever else to eat), we talked about ermm. MoMoRen2 and ermm. Alfred. Talked about their bad points, only their bad points. Tiange told me of this conversation she had with alfred:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiange: What's your relationship with (momoren1)?&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: And what's your relationship with (momoren2)?&lt;br /&gt;Tiange: Does that concern you?&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: And does my relationship with (momoren1) concern you?&lt;br /&gt;Tiange: She's my friend!&lt;br /&gt;Alfred: And he's my friend too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which was a huge joke, since momoren2 and alfred are like sworn enemies. Ermm. And I have to side with tiange. Alfred was pretty ego. Put on a front. Which was what I told him later. That he put on fronts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wall.e was great! I had expected it to be pretty boring since evelyn posted that zhuhong fell asleep halfway, as i mentioned to tiange. But it was pretty nice, I liked many parts. Like all those obese people lying on their chairs one moment, next they were sliding off it when the spaceship toppled, or when the fat guy and woman held hands and said, "Hi.", or when Eva and Wall.e kissed (robot style), or when Wall.e drifted about in space using the fire extinguisher (LOL), and when the captain managed to stand and walk (a feat, LOL), and more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to bugis street. i was pretty reluctant when I saw it's distance, 33min away, sure i wouldnt get home on time, before 6. but I still went lah. At first, it was pretty confusing (bugis street is like, a network of streets crammed with shops), which was not aided by the fact that tiange couldnt remember the shop's exact location, and had to call lynette for directions (She kept making detours while holding on to the phone). But it was worth it, for the shop was great! Slogan tees (or those with picts) are like, my absolute FAVOURITE, so it was quite a paradise. Unfortunately, I did not tell my mom I was buying anything, neither did I bring enough money to buy any of those fabulous tees. But Tiange and I promised that we would come back someday (December?), Tiange, for the pleasure of shopping, me, to buy those tees I had picked out. We even hooked pinkies on it-childish, but one of my favourite childhood traditions. I never got rid of traditions I liked.-And we were done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, something amazing happened. I bought some o'fish and dunkies (whatever), which were like fish nuggets. I ate some in 242's queue, and intended to eat some more later, while walking back home, but when i opened it, i saw potato wedges! It was crazy, I tell you. I had been clutching the bag throughout the bus journey-partially because I was sandwiched between 2 men at the back. Don't laugh, either could have been molesters. Besides, I really was sandwiched so tight I felt uncomfortable-and I didnt drop it, so the only explanation was-magic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-6029090585884707645?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/6029090585884707645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=6029090585884707645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/6029090585884707645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/6029090585884707645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/09/somuchtotell-solittletimel.html' title='somuchtotell, solittletime'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-8104486999104099365</id><published>2008-08-29T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T06:23:11.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>relay system</title><content type='html'>I hate it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time when I was spreading the message, for English, it was plain ire and fury at the system. Now, I'm like so damn emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People call the handphones and when that doesnt work, they dont bother to call house numbers. Just call the next person. So the skipped person will have to be informed by, me. And Yewheng's row! I'm exasperated. Yewheng is impossible to contact. His phone is off, and the home number turns out wrong. And I don't know how to call Karhui! She's in Malyasia. Haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, a lotof people are so pissed off, so tempers are running a 'lil high. Some people are so obvious that they hang up asap, some more outspoken people rush me to hurry up, and one even typed in rude words to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-8104486999104099365?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/8104486999104099365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=8104486999104099365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/8104486999104099365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/8104486999104099365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/08/relay-system.html' title='relay system'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-3866329710096925709</id><published>2008-08-28T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T06:56:44.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhaustion</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps, blogging again -&gt;Dont ever accuse me of dead-ing my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh. common test over. Marks recieved. Good and Bad. wanna hear which one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. bad first. (For some reason, ppl like to hear that first. save the best for last, tahts my motto!) Failed Chinese (BADLY. Sobs) and Home Ec (How can it be???). Scream scream scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha. The light now. Got two A1s (YAY), 2 A2s (YAY), 2 B3s (Okay), NO B4s (YAY). Sadded about my D7 and F8. ahh well. We cant have everything in life =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that common test's over, now we're being barraged with lots of held-back projects. Like the English Newsmaker and the Lit's interview. Stayed back late for the whole week. See my pm??? &amp;amp;I'm truly exhausted;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least tomorrow's the last day of school AND teacher's day. Wearing class tee with shorts. Playing wacko!!! I LOVE WACKO!!! Cept I hate it when the guys keep on sabotaging their friends and neglecting the rest of the classmates. Aargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't wrapped presents yet. Gotta do it. Sian! Tomorrow have to go to a foreign school, RULANG PRIMARY, just to see Ms Chea. But it'll be worth it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY TEACHERS' DAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;to all teachers in the WORLD. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-3866329710096925709?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/3866329710096925709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=3866329710096925709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/3866329710096925709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/3866329710096925709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/08/exhaustion.html' title='Exhaustion'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-249845152126039242</id><published>2008-08-16T06:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T06:37:13.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Common Test</title><content type='html'>Hey sorry peeps won't be blogging for some time=actually I havent been blogging from sometime already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common test week-it's pretty rushed.&lt;br /&gt;yep, so sorry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-249845152126039242?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/249845152126039242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=249845152126039242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/249845152126039242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/249845152126039242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/08/common-test.html' title='Common Test'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-5127254061931029221</id><published>2008-08-06T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T07:40:29.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great dayyyyy</title><content type='html'>Not entirely, to be honest. Sotong Queen cut off prawn tails and angered B jr. Eek. I now owe her 19 favours, which can be repaid if she wins the Geography Exhibition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The workshop, was GREAT. Utterly! We met this chef, Chef Ng (if my foggy memory serves me well) and he taught us how to make Western dim-sum, carape. Garlic bread. Yep. It was so fun! Poor Raquel got stuck with me while Vera kept playing with Zhijia. At least we were opposite, and could chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, we went back to 102 to discuss Raquel's booth for the GE. at first, we were fooling around, but we came down to business. all too soon, RaRa had to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left with me, ZhiZhi, and Raquel (of course), we discussed some more, then we decided to wrap up on the way to the mrt station. The cutest part was, Raquel refused to cross the road when a car was in sight, and remained in the middle of the road. And she was still scribbling on the paper! Lolxz! She looked so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Popular at jurong east, to buy 2 cardboard, one pkt of construction paper, and a permanent marker. i paid for it beforehand, and my handphone was the main source of communication between Vera and us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gttg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-5127254061931029221?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/5127254061931029221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=5127254061931029221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/5127254061931029221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/5127254061931029221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/08/great-dayyyyy.html' title='Great dayyyyy'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-1070246958939955852</id><published>2008-08-03T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T03:15:18.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a topsy-turvy day...</title><content type='html'>that was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up, I was supposed to wake up VERYYYY early (for a saturday) to play badminton with Huixin and Zhijia and Yingpei, BUT i failed to wake up. by the time i awoke, it was 8am and too late. So that pretty much blew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, at tuition, I suddenly realised I hadnt finished the conclusion for my chinese homework composition. bad girl, yeah. but it was too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening, at swimming, accidentally kicked my sister in the eye (she was wearing goggles and was fine but she made a big fuss and kept crying) while doing the freestyle timing. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After, went to eat a dinner at Sakura, buffet restaurant (one of the rare times). But the food was rather poor. Not nice, for me. Perhaps I was suited to more different tastes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a bad day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-1070246958939955852?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/1070246958939955852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=1070246958939955852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/1070246958939955852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/1070246958939955852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/08/topsy-turvy-day.html' title='a topsy-turvy day...'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-1918908274334195161</id><published>2008-08-01T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T07:04:12.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzical</title><content type='html'>Sabotaged by: EnRu&amp;amp;Tiange&lt;br /&gt;Name the 20 people you can think of right now.Don't read the questions till u name the 20 people.At the end of this,choose 5 people to do this,RANDOMLY it shall be named.(one girl,one boy)&lt;br /&gt;1.Enru&lt;br /&gt;2.Lionel&lt;br /&gt;3.Peru&lt;br /&gt;4.Sebastian&lt;br /&gt;5.FeiFan&lt;br /&gt;6.Shicong&lt;br /&gt;7. Joey&lt;br /&gt;8.Elijah&lt;br /&gt;9.Raquel&lt;br /&gt;10.Yewshen&lt;br /&gt;11.Amanda&lt;br /&gt;12.Jiahui&lt;br /&gt;13.Zhijia&lt;br /&gt;14.Valerie&lt;br /&gt;15.Yingchang&lt;br /&gt;16. Rymond&lt;br /&gt;17.Clau&lt;br /&gt;18.Junwei&lt;br /&gt;19. Huixin&lt;br /&gt;20.Yuxiang&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet 14?[Valerie]→ NHHS, Debate senior&lt;br /&gt;What will u do if you dont meet 1?[Enru]→ My Life will be so bored; be so ignorant of life's joys&lt;br /&gt;What if 9 and 20 dated?{Raquel&amp;amp;Yuxiang]→ Erm. That's hard to imagine. But I guess if they dated, they might get along. sorry, Huixin!&lt;br /&gt;Will 6 &amp;amp; 17 date ?[Shicong&amp;amp;Clau]→ Hm. Rather difficult. But I think they will be compatable. Personalities complement. Sorry, junwei!&lt;br /&gt;DEscribe 3.[Peru]→ She's boisterous and funny [NOISY] but lacks confidence&lt;br /&gt;Is 8 attractive? [Elijah]→ People say he's cute and has a great personality, but I beg to differ.&lt;br /&gt;Describe 7.[Joey]→ Has a wonderful personality. Laugh's cute! Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;Know any of 12's family members?[Jiahui]→ No. Sad to say, no.&lt;br /&gt;What will you do if 18 broke up?[Junwei]→ He HAS broken up. But we don't know each other that well. I'd probably ignore him since he'd be rather moody. I think.&lt;br /&gt;Who is 9 going out with?[Raquel]→ She is single-.- and anyway, Raquel isn't the dating type.&lt;br /&gt;How old is 16?[Rymond]→ 13. Same age as me course lah.&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you spoke to 13?[Zhijia]→ Eh? Today?&lt;br /&gt;Who is 2's fave singer/band?[Lionel]→ How am I supposed to know???&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever like 4?[Sebastian]→ No way! He's from a different ethnic race, and besides, I don't know him personally.&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever date wif 1?[Deinse]→ Yeah! She is like me BEST FRIEND-Note: NOT LESBIAN&lt;br /&gt;Is 19 single?[Huixin]→ She's married! With Yuxiang! ok lol, jk. DON'T KILL ME, HUIXIN!&lt;br /&gt;What's 10's last name?[Yewshen]→ Lim...Weird question&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever be in a relationship with 11?[Amanda]→ We are Gals?!&lt;br /&gt;What's the school of 3?[Peru]→ Anderson's.&lt;br /&gt;Where do 6 live? [Shicong]→ How am'I supposed to know?!&lt;br /&gt;Favourite thing about 5? [Feifan]→ Studious while FUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now sabotage 5 people to do this survey!&lt;br /&gt;1. Feifan&lt;br /&gt;2. Clau&lt;br /&gt;3. Joey&lt;br /&gt;4. Peru&lt;br /&gt;5. Valerie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Answering!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-1918908274334195161?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/1918908274334195161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=1918908274334195161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/1918908274334195161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/1918908274334195161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/08/sabotaged-by-enru-name-20-people-you.html' title='Quizzical'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-5128493699892387486</id><published>2008-08-01T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T04:22:48.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Huskies forever!</title><content type='html'>Today was rather unlucky. I forgot to bring my wallet and left my waterbottle at school. Man...I had to borrow to survive. $1.50 to buy Chinese Teriyaki, $1 for transportation. Since it was only $1, I couldn't take MRT but had to resort to taking 99 straight home. The result? A blessing in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just gotten off the bus when I heard, "Denise!" I turned around and the last thing I saw was Enru's excited face before almost being knocked over by a hug! Overwhelming! But oh, I was ever so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chatted for a while (Enru asked to buy some Girl Guide cookies, but they were $10 a box. MINIMUM.) and guess who I saw? MDM LINDA. Omg, she grew her hair out and I almost couldn't recognise her! And Jun Hao, a librarian junior. He's now Primary 6. Haix...I miss the xnps library SOOO much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene change in nhhs. Argh...Hate it, hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we just talked for a while (Mdm Linda says I've gotten thinner. 0.O) until Mdm Linda's bus came. Then, we just dispersed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so HAPPEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-5128493699892387486?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/5128493699892387486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=5128493699892387486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/5128493699892387486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/5128493699892387486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/08/huskies-forever.html' title='Huskies forever!'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-6116590824783713164</id><published>2008-07-31T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T20:28:00.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EMCEEEEEEEEEEEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;it was like, damn fun, arh! being backstage is so cool. It was so busy, with loads of preparation and last minute changes. And it was NOISY and CROWDED and literally PACKED. Almost the whole of 210 was there, not to mention the drama club, 105, et cera, et cera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait. Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-6116590824783713164?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/6116590824783713164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=6116590824783713164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/6116590824783713164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/6116590824783713164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/07/emceeeeeeeeeeee.html' title='EMCEEEEEEEEEEEE'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-8655863507741542528</id><published>2008-07-23T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T05:41:02.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoghurt</title><content type='html'>Wow, I actually got to skip E.Lit. Coz of this yoghurt workshop (I checked with Carissa, Mr Annoying Housefly. It's YOGHURT. With the H.) It was so cool! I mean, so many people I knew were going. Chenfeng, Lionel, Weiping, Housefly. Not to mention my classmates, Siong, Raquel, and Lim Yewshen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't &lt;em&gt;exactly &lt;/em&gt;what I expected. I just thought we would learn about yoghurt-and make them. Turns out? I was right-partially. Unfairness. We did learn, about microbes and acidophilus and stuff. NO MAKING YOGHURT. And I was ever so excited about it! Oh, disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least we got to taste some yoghurt. Even though it was unusually sour. More than normal supermarket ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-8655863507741542528?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/8655863507741542528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=8655863507741542528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/8655863507741542528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/8655863507741542528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/07/yoghurt.html' title='Yoghurt'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-4037082138697849828</id><published>2008-06-07T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T05:57:53.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phineas and Ferb</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's this show on Disney Channel that features two brothers who are gifted with extraordinary convention. A few days ago, I was thinking, maybe I should take a leaf from their book and stop making everyday so boring. And it has started to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's taking me and Jann to East Coast Park and The Flyer on the 28th. Ohmigosh, it's gonna be so much fun! It's some company event that is pretty much compulsory. If you wanna quit, have to PAY. So it's a must go. Plus, this week there's the debate camp! Friday-THE THIRTEENTH-Saturday, and Sunday. Plus on Thursday I have a Lit project over lunch with Vera, Raquel, and Jia Hui. On the 29th, I'm gonna have to take my silver swimming test. Nervous breakdown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just gotta change me blogskin.ok be be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-4037082138697849828?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/4037082138697849828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=4037082138697849828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/4037082138697849828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/4037082138697849828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/06/phineas-and-ferb.html' title='Phineas and Ferb'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-6835970033887646071</id><published>2008-05-30T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T05:58:24.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Borrd...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm getting a bit bored cooped up here, nothing to do yet. But CIP's over. The Science Centre requires volunteers of the age of 14, or above, and I havent even reached my thirteenth birthday. So far I've attended the 6E class gathering for movie and lunch (it was't one of my better days), but nothing else. I've also run out of CDs to watch. i've done most of my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD, give me something to do!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-6835970033887646071?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/6835970033887646071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=6835970033887646071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/6835970033887646071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/6835970033887646071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/05/borrd.html' title='Borrd...'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-3876856207165126366</id><published>2008-05-27T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T05:59:37.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more ire...</title><content type='html'>I&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; feel like I could post vulgarities on my own blog in ire-but I can't be irresponsible. Well, &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; is one "responsible" girl. I just can't tolerate her. She sweet-talks and is all "I'm perfect and I'm responsible and good..." in front of my mom. I just wish my mom can see what's she like. It's horrible really, living with her. I know I'm bad-tempered, sometimes, but she's just the worst. And I can asssure myself that most of my tempers originate from her. It isn't fair! She gets the best of EVERYTHING. I'm the oldest you know! People say I'm responsible, but my mom doesn't think so. it's like, you are the oldest and you must do this or that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-3876856207165126366?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/3876856207165126366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=3876856207165126366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/3876856207165126366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/3876856207165126366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-feel-like-i-could-post-vulgarities-on.html' title='more ire...'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-5899385678453336460</id><published>2008-05-25T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T05:59:49.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plans...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;today was okay...nothing much. I plan to finish me homewrok first, so then can have fun's freedom, coz can't go to Jp tomorrow. haix...but I plan to go out with EnRu on Tuesday, to Jp, watch a movie or just shop. That'll be nice...But I have to finish meh/w first. If not, can't go out and after three weeks, will be like, "ohmigosh! School's next week and I haven't finished me h/w!" And I'll be swearing like hel and panicking and rushing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. I seem to be having a writer's block today. Maybe coz of the heat. Got drowsy...Maybe a shower later. Before I go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, gtg, bb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-5899385678453336460?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/5899385678453336460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=5899385678453336460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/5899385678453336460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/5899385678453336460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/05/plans.html' title='Plans...'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-5949219568524260046</id><published>2008-05-24T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T06:00:13.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fine, fine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;okok day. got tuition and swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw carson at han language centre today! I didnt know it was him, but he looked a lot like carson, so I smsed him. and he said he was at tuition. i sent anuzzer sms, asking about HAN. He hasnt replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming was okay. I'm gonna take me silver on 15 of June! Last day of debate camp. I'm just gonna have tp leave early. It starts at 1.15pm. My test, I mean. Hey, wish me luck! I'm quite worried about it, will I pass???What if my Bronze was just lucky, and what if it was pure coincidence that the other swimmers were inferior and if the others are much more superior??? OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emoness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bb..Me sister keep bugging me to use the com...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-5949219568524260046?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/5949219568524260046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=5949219568524260046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/5949219568524260046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/5949219568524260046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/05/okok-day.html' title='fine, fine...'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-2172395454046738524</id><published>2008-05-22T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T06:00:27.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PTC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty much okay...just that Mdm Zuraida said I daydreamed too much..orjust a trifle. I improved, really. But my dad wasnt satisfied coz mdm zuraida said i could improve more. Said the marks were not fitting to my calibre. True, true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared!!!Me dad said to revise during hols. No books, no TV. Dunno if he means it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-2172395454046738524?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/2172395454046738524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=2172395454046738524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/2172395454046738524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/2172395454046738524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/05/ptc.html' title='PTC'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-3317907154349964327</id><published>2008-05-22T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T06:00:46.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!~!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ah...revelling in the glory of the...HOLIDAYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said to Rymond, I am going to arrange a whole holiday schedule. No school remedial. Debate Camp (YES!). Chilling out with the huskies. Loads of sports. Diet (I'm getting fat!). And 102's class party(if got). And 6e class party(a must!). CIP at Science Centre with Zhijia and Vera. And more!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But right now, I'm gonna worry about PTC. My dad's going. I've decided to get up as usual tomorrow, even though my slot is 9.30pm. Coz i didnt wash my hair today (went home late, debate auditions today)and i wanna leave a "good impression".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, I'm so worried! What if Mdm Zuraida(or any other teacher for that matter) has negative comments about me???OMG!~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-3317907154349964327?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/3317907154349964327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=3317907154349964327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/3317907154349964327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/3317907154349964327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/05/omg.html' title='OMG!~!!'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-3828509318624555873</id><published>2008-05-16T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T06:01:05.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Rubik's Cube!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yes! I finally got one. And it comes with a permission tag! The &lt;em&gt;guai&lt;/em&gt; me asked my mom. Quite a risk, you know! 'Coz she could have said no and be determined to seek out any smuggled cubes. Diaos...I'm not insulting my mum. Because all mothers are like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was looking up the solution on the web. found a good one on the very first link I clicked, but it was very unclear. I got through first layer but am having trouble with the second layer. Veree complicated! I shouldave got one with instructions . But it was cheap! only $1.50. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still struggling. But El Zarco hasn't come online yet!!!Frustration. Hey Edlind, El Zarco isn't Housefly OR Elijah. I can swear to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that's it. Going to return to my cube now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-3828509318624555873?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/3828509318624555873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=3828509318624555873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/3828509318624555873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/3828509318624555873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-rubiks-cube.html' title='My Rubik&apos;s Cube!!!'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-5984733874142365384</id><published>2008-05-09T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T06:01:30.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;PS People, I forgot, this Sun's Mun's done!Dotx...I am being very diaoish. Anyway, wish all mothers happee mother's dae! And to my own mum: Muacks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-5984733874142365384?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/5984733874142365384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8386416744308111739&amp;postID=5984733874142365384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/5984733874142365384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8386416744308111739/posts/default/5984733874142365384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>deniseyongyingjie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14871211329786130930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mb9EWUIZlAY/SggiIPURuYI/AAAAAAAAACw/rQZ94_lDK5k/S220/DSC00116.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8386416744308111739.post-1831951561345480873</id><published>2008-05-09T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T06:01:52.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rage!!!!!!!!!!! (And ire)</title><content type='html'>I hate myself, that idiot Housefly, and that damn stupid CJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Housefly borrowed me debate notes and didn't return to me!!!I chased him, but he ran out of the side gate. I didn't folow coz it was dangerous to leave school premises, and I wasn't exactly familiar with the back of the school. usually I took the MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. CJ...Well, I dun wanna talk about it. Coz it's rather P&amp;amp;C. And it's more sadness and onions than ire. duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me...! I'm the worst! Can't I ever stop making a fool of myself???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8386416744308111739-1831951561345480873?l=dendotx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dendotx.blogspot.com/feeds/1831951561345480873/comments/de
