<?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-15353939</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:44:29.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nicc</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>241</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-6282380585652956448</id><published>2007-05-03T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:01:56.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b0nl_sApoQ/Rjm8_mwuP4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/RaEQGZnCiwM/s1600-h/406185520l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060283457250148226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b0nl_sApoQ/Rjm8_mwuP4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/RaEQGZnCiwM/s400/406185520l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; NOBODY WANNA SEE US TOGETHER, BUT IT DON'T MATTER.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've got you babe(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got to start passing my tests. ): hahaha but, hey I'm working on it now that season is over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not the best way to end it, but I'm sure we tried our very best. Lady Luck wasn't on our side, cos we didn't get the luck of the draw. Learn from setbacks alright hcsquash ! :D ahaha I LOVE YOU GUYS ALWAYS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp; a big Thank You to the sweet and sensitive new age guys who took time and effort to sew the girls cushions ! :D Hope you guys liked our friendship bands we made. Okay la, your idea better okay. :D THANKS WEIHONG FOR SEWING ME, in my opinion, THE CUTEST AND MOST COMFORTABLE CUSION EVER. (: princess nic, that's me ! HAHAHAHAHAH ZOMGGGG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hcsquash, I'm loving you always. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND YES SHU, thanks for you really short, simple yet sweet note. (: I'm so touched ! You still remember me, and cheering me on eventhough I played your school. (: I love you babe, and yes. I promise we will meet up soon okay. It's been too long since we last met ! ): &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why, goodbye everyone.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-6282380585652956448?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/6282380585652956448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=6282380585652956448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/6282380585652956448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/6282380585652956448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2007/05/nobody-wanna-see-us-together-but-it.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b0nl_sApoQ/Rjm8_mwuP4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/RaEQGZnCiwM/s72-c/406185520l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-2300287365555769119</id><published>2007-04-15T18:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T19:13:40.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Say the word and I will sing for You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Over oceans deep, I will follow &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If each star was a song &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And every breath of wind, praise &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It would still fail by far to say &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All my heart contains &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I simply live, I simply live for You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, hello everyone. (: It's been, 46581347560183 weeks since I last updated ! ahah hectic hectic hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to MG on Black Friday for uh, Thanksgiving Service. HAHAAHA it was rather fun I must say, to be able to be back in that familiar place once again. Though it's been a 4 long months since I've set foot in MG, I didn't feel distant at all ! The drinkstall aunty still remembers me alright. YAY I LOVE MG.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; for once we made so much noise in the Chapel, God forbid. OH DEAR, that's cos we're not students of MG anymore, and the teachers couldn't punished/reprimand us, nor could the Prefects book us. (: I really miss those times. I still remember saying that I didn't want to ever leave MG cos of &lt;em&gt;the friendships made and pleasures shared and lessons learned apace. For those who worked and gave their best, that we might learn to face the trials or life, with faith and hope and nobly run the race. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA sorry I got carried away with the school song. (: Though I've never once sung it during assembly. Oops, confession. But hey, who does besides the prefects ! I think it' like one of their groundrules of sorts. Okay, I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Worship was fantastic, I really miss it. Kelly did a great job with the slides ! Never in my 4 years I spent in MG did I see such beautiful slides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU CAN TAKE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;A GIRL OUT OF MG, BUT YOU CAN NEVER TAKE MG OUT OF A GIRL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweeeeet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-2300287365555769119?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/2300287365555769119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=2300287365555769119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/2300287365555769119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/2300287365555769119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2007/04/say-word-and-i-will-sing-for-you-over.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-4955217434898320110</id><published>2007-03-24T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:01:56.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being perfect is not about that scoreboard out there. It's not about winning. It's about you and your relationship with yourself, your family and your friends. Being perfect is about being able to look your friends in the eye and know that you didnt let them down because you told them the truth. And that truth is you did everything you could. There wasnt one more thing you could've done. Can you live in that moment as best you can, with clear eyes, and love in your heart, with joy in your heart? If you can do that gentleman - you're perfect.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I SIMPLY LOVE &lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY NIGHT LIGHTS&lt;/strong&gt;. It's a show on American football, but there's more to it. It's about the fighting spirit and just holding on to achieve the best that you can. You be Perfect. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045387138917519730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9b0nl_sApoQ/RgTQ3wmA0XI/AAAAAAAAADE/6o5BQkioIUU/s400/silence-exams+in+progress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Silence-Examination in progress. Sigh, I miss MG (: Frankie on the left and Natt on the right, where was I? hmmm, I have no idea. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you to take a moment, and I want you to look each other in the eyes. I want you to put each other in your hearts forever because forever is about to happen here in just a few minutes. I want you to close your eyes, and I want you to think about Boobie Miles, who is your brother. And he would die to be out there in that field with you tonight. And I want you to put that in your hearts. Boys my heart is full. My heart is full.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-4955217434898320110?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/4955217434898320110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=4955217434898320110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/4955217434898320110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/4955217434898320110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2007/03/be-perfect.html' title='Be Perfect'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9b0nl_sApoQ/RgTQ3wmA0XI/AAAAAAAAADE/6o5BQkioIUU/s72-c/silence-exams+in+progress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-2782942264100266411</id><published>2007-02-28T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:01:56.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earthquakes And Sharks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I haven't really been updating. I'm sorry. :( It's not because days spent in HwaChong are uneventful and too insignificant to talk about, it's actually the direct opposite! :) It's just cos I simply don't have the time ! :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, posting would be out next week and I think quite a number of people might be leaving HC. Like Dallas, that bad boy. STAY IN HC ! DON'T LEAVE, HC IS LIKE HOW FUN. We have the marching band that plays the National anthem every single day of the week and the school song on Mondays and Wednesdays. :D HAHAHAH boo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm lazy, and I have to study soon. ( OMG, NIC=TO-BE-NERD )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I dig white shoes. I'm a whiteshoe person. :) I don't think I have any dark coloured shoe besides the one sponsered by Prince. HAHA&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm wearing the Pakistan tee I exchanged . :D PAKISTAN #1. Waqar !&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm in the Jay Chou mood, so I'm listening to all his songs. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everytime it rains, hc would be full of puddles because of the very uneven stone floor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;When will the couches at Fishtank be back? "(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I witness a fight in school today. And no it's not some catfight we have in MG, it's like 2 guys shouting and pushing each others chest, while their friends try to hold them back. HMMM, scary.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I missed STJ. :( I HOPE JTS WOULD BE FUN. :) BBQ AT SOMEONE'S CONDO MEANS THERE WOULD BE A POOL. It's dunking time. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shannon Cannon bombed me with a pingpong ball yesterday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm still waiting for HongYi to take revenge with his HUGE waterbomb. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Genesis, I KNOW YOUR SECRET.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;NICE, OH. The scary things about Hc is that everyone is so freaking smart, I feel so freaking stupid there. AAHAH whatever. That' why I'm going to study hard and smart! :) Ohkay, I shall go to complete my tutorial soon. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't understand why guys in Hc like to play chapteh (feathery thing you kick around) so much. And they are quite good, I must add. Interesting to sit at the class bench and watch them play 3vs3. ahaha &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;CHEM BECKONS, so till next time, &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036544368322941842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9b0nl_sApoQ/ReVmaxFiE5I/AAAAAAAAAC4/jfCFPk4fJTI/s400/Photo+126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-2782942264100266411?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/2782942264100266411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=2782942264100266411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/2782942264100266411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/2782942264100266411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2007/02/earthquakes-and-sharks.html' title='Earthquakes And Sharks'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9b0nl_sApoQ/ReVmaxFiE5I/AAAAAAAAAC4/jfCFPk4fJTI/s72-c/Photo+126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-8557510138079665945</id><published>2007-01-28T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T13:04:29.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shake It, Don't Break It</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XlEHljfOqxI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XlEHljfOqxI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fave fac dance, I'm so sad I'm not in Apollo! AHAHAHA but that's alright, cos Athena is leading ! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-8557510138079665945?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/8557510138079665945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=8557510138079665945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/8557510138079665945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/8557510138079665945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2007/01/shake-it-dont-break-it.html' title='Shake It, Don&apos;t Break It'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-6801241845765621939</id><published>2007-01-27T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:01:56.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Shots&amp; Ice Blocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9b0nl_sApoQ/RbsDIWejw2I/AAAAAAAAACQ/cUk97e2DkBE/s1600-h/johnzimmerman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024613251269509986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9b0nl_sApoQ/RbsDIWejw2I/AAAAAAAAACQ/cUk97e2DkBE/s400/johnzimmerman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Say Hello to John Zimmerman, my new eyecandy yo. :) haha&lt;br /&gt;FROM SKATING WITH CELEBRITIES ! German/Norweigian. Blue eyed blond incredibly hot bod. HAHA :) Okay, shut up Nic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M7cLR8IFjro"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M7cLR8IFjro" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KCX1R-XDvmw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KCX1R-XDvmw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-6801241845765621939?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/6801241845765621939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=6801241845765621939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/6801241845765621939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/6801241845765621939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2007/01/hot-shots-ice-blocks.html' title='Hot Shots&amp; Ice Blocks'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9b0nl_sApoQ/RbsDIWejw2I/AAAAAAAAACQ/cUk97e2DkBE/s72-c/johnzimmerman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-4460091165020528148</id><published>2007-01-26T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:01:58.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I need some time by myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Without anybody else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just need to unwind in my time machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally found the time to blog. Yes, now updating is like a weekly affair. Okay, not really considering the fact that I didn't update last week. Sorry for the lack of updates, it's just cos Jc life is quite hectic AND trainings aren't helping either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gosh I really miss MG. I miss the people, the environment ( not trying to say that the people and environment in hci's bad la), but yeah. It's just that MG love is displayed everywhere, people are always there to comfort you, lend you a shoulder to cry on, even spontaneously give you hugs. It's just different. hahah I miss meeting Shu in school early in the morning and giving her a BIIIIG HUG. Then, we'll guess which perfume she used and vice versa. FUNNY I KNOW SHE ALWAYS USES DNKY ! Hoho. Classtimes are not a bore, because we sing songs, play pranks and Natt and I would conveniently smack that annoying fly that keeps flying into our class. NO JOKE, we'll just stand up and start swinging our books around. :) Recess is even better because The 10 Of Us would do the stupidest things, that would send us rolling on the floor with uncontrollable laughter. I don't know, it all comes naturally and I don't think that I'll ever be able to find a group as fun and sweet as you guys. :D Teacher's giving us guidance academically AND OUT OF TEXT KNOWLEDGE. :):):) I love love love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, WHAT ELSE ! School's been great, exciting, funny and TIRING. :) haha Thank God for Tobias, he's my savior during days when I feel depressed. He's seriously walking entertainment, and perpetually having sugar rush. :) MY NEW BESTFRIEND, YAY. Oh, his name is actually SANJAY and his mom's Thai while his dad's Indian. OR SO HE CLAIMS. HAHAHAHAH :) I was sleeping so soundly at Fishtank before CT today when Tobias and Stan had to wake me up damn violently. IDIOTS ahah like to mess up my hair only la ! I have pictures in my phone, BUT my freaking cable won't work, the moment I plug it to the com, MY COM HANGS. hahaha, I'm so sad ! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got a picture of Toby and myself, some reflection and I swear he looks like a ghost trying to sneak up on me. Cos hci's uniform looks kinda faded when taken off the reflections of glass doors.Pictures of myself in RG uniform! ahah credit Qianling for her uniform, yo. Love you sexy ! MG uniform is comfortable, aye? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OUR &lt;strong&gt;LEGENDARY BENCH FLIP&lt;/strong&gt;, featuring Shannon(Killer Cannon), Toby, Stan and Nic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024271389052617394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b0nl_sApoQ/RbnMNWejwrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/O57B_WWWUhU/s400/bench+flip.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;So you see, Shannon, Tobias and myself were sitting on one side, yay. We left Stan stranded on the other side. :) So we were joking around, blasting music and basically doing everything to burn away our 1 and a half hour FREE PERIOD, from 8-920AM. So STN were so conveniently leaning backwards unaware of what was going to happen next. All of a sudden, Stan stood up to go take something, and STN felt the bench coming up ( it's like those kind of BBQ benches ). And so we went, "OOMMMMMMMMMMGGGGGGGGGG" damn loudly, plus everything was like in slow motion. HOW SCARY IS THAT. hahahahah OMG 3 of us had different reactions please. I was "OMMMGGG" and waving my hands in the air. Toby was "OOOMMGGG" and holding onto the bench, but still leaning backwards, while Shannon went "OMMMMGGG" and held on the table for dear life. But obviously none of this would have worked because the bench and table are all connected ! HAHAH Stan Superboy came to our rescue and slammed the table back down. How ironic, he was the one who caused it to happen in the first place ! HAHA :) All the J2s there turned and laughed at us, hahah we were laughing at ourselves too! It was scary, yet weirdly fun, yo. The should seriously nail the benches to the floor. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, I think 07S6A is jinxed. Currently we have 2 people on crutches. HAHAHA Killer Cannon and Dalius ! They're starting to move quite fast now. Although Shannon always loses to Dalius. The fun thing is we get to play with the crutches and fake everyone else. HAHA like, hobbling along with aid of the crutches and then when we reach the stairs, we run up. HAHA :) SWEEEEET and our race ! Hey, it's quite tiring alright. :) HAA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GO VISIT OUR CLASS BLOG !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://07s6a.blogspot.com"&gt;http://07s6a.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;, yo. We are goign to win the Inter-Class Blogging event. hahaha &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;School's getting interesting, fascinating and friendly people and NO SCHOOL RULES. No actually there are but no one cares. Unlike some crazy I don't really know you but I don't like you anyway shite in MG, OR BESTFRIENDS. I don't wanna say anything more. :) Funny times we had. Good times, bad times all experienced in MG. :) Ohhh, pictures time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024277286042714818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9b0nl_sApoQ/RbnRkmejwsI/AAAAAAAAAAU/rvuqk_9kBXE/s400/IMG_0766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024277870158267090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9b0nl_sApoQ/RbnSGmejwtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/W-Mp2_TGvoo/s400/IMG_0852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024279416346493682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9b0nl_sApoQ/RbnTgmejwvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/dqEXAuQs96s/s400/3b2o5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEC THREE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024279807188517634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b0nl_sApoQ/RbnT3WejwwI/AAAAAAAAAA0/lczjmuslB_4/s400/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;BATTLE OF THE BANDS, I LOVE MCFRIES. :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024280137900999442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9b0nl_sApoQ/RbnUKmejwxI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Q9IdWeR2hUY/s400/936242770l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;DEC 06 FRANKIE'S FAREWELL&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024280868045439778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9b0nl_sApoQ/RbnU1GejwyI/AAAAAAAAABE/BpPPoghlod0/s400/frankie%26nic.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I HOPE YOU'RE DOING FINE IN UK FRANKIEE&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024281276067332914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9b0nl_sApoQ/RbnVM2ejwzI/AAAAAAAAABM/VeRRmFb7oq4/s400/franksnicgerhalkjoyshi.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024282384168895314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b0nl_sApoQ/RbnWNWejw1I/AAAAAAAAABc/9RQ_M_3RBTA/s400/SERIES2+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;AYE AYE CAPTAIN ! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Time to go now. Shall update again if I have the time. Probably not till the 12th/13th Feb. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO ASIAN JUNIORS &amp;amp; TRIPS. :) 1st-11th Feb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Can't wait to see you, biatch. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh what mess, you've got the best of my heart&lt;br /&gt;it broke and now it's just a joke&lt;br /&gt;cause you're moving right along&lt;br /&gt;i'm still here and you're gone&lt;br /&gt;oh what shame, you know i didnt mean for the winds to change&lt;br /&gt;won't ever be the same&lt;br /&gt;cause the kisses that you blew&lt;br /&gt;could never ever move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-4460091165020528148?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/4460091165020528148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=4460091165020528148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/4460091165020528148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/4460091165020528148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-think-i-need-some-time-by-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9b0nl_sApoQ/RbnMNWejwrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/O57B_WWWUhU/s72-c/bench+flip.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116938883055435027</id><published>2007-01-21T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T22:13:50.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOT A PIMPLE !</title><content type='html'>OKAY FIRST, MY NOSE IS RED BECAUSE SOME IDIOTIC MOSQUITO BIT ME ON MY NOSE. IT IS NOT A PIMPLE, I REPEAT, NOT A PIMPLE. :( I'm so tired of people calling me rudolph. HAHA ASSWIPES GO BURN IN HELL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just got back from KL TRAINING TRIP. WHOOOO and now i'm &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;shitassed tired&lt;/span&gt;. Friday Sat Sunday of fulltime matches. I've been training every SINGLE day of this week. It's going to be the same starting from tmr onwards. God help us all. I don't think I can even drag myself out of bed tmr morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;I REALIED TOOOO&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;i was about to ask you la !&lt;br /&gt;Phatricia what hurts the most, was being so close. and having so much to say. and watching you walk away. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. oops! i really thought you looked super familiar.. didn't realise it was YOU.&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;you know i've got this picture of us before we did some chi dance in kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;Phatricia what hurts the most, was being so close. and having so much to say. and watching you walk away. says:&lt;br /&gt;omg serious! HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;YESSS&lt;br /&gt;Phatricia what hurts the most, was being so close. and having so much to say. and watching you walk away. says:&lt;br /&gt;omg chinese dance.. hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;SUPER FUNNNYYY&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;the unbrella one, I THINK&lt;br /&gt;Phatricia what hurts the most, was being so close. and having so much to say. and watching you walk away. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;Phatricia what hurts the most, was being so close. and having so much to say. and watching you walk away. says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG I REMEMBER THAT&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;AHAHHAAHH !! OMGGG&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;I BRING TMR haahahahha&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;this is so funy&lt;br /&gt;Phatricia what hurts the most, was being so close. and having so much to say. and watching you walk away. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha OK! yay. ahha long lost friend&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;I REALIED TOOOO&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;i was about to ask you la !&lt;br /&gt;Phatricia what hurts the most, was being so close. and having so much to say. and watching you walk away. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. oops! i really thought you looked super familiar.. didn't realise it was YOU.&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;you know i've got this picture of us before we did some chi dance in kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;Phatricia what hurts the most, was being so close. and having so much to say. and watching you walk away. says:&lt;br /&gt;omg serious! HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;YESSS&lt;br /&gt;Phatricia what hurts the most, was being so close. and having so much to say. and watching you walk away. says:&lt;br /&gt;omg chinese dance.. hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;SUPER FUNNNYYY&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;the unbrella one, I THINK&lt;br /&gt;Phatricia what hurts the most, was being so close. and having so much to say. and watching you walk away. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;Phatricia what hurts the most, was being so close. and having so much to say. and watching you walk away. says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG I REMEMBER THAT&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;AHAHHAAHH !! OMGGG&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;I BRING TMR haahahahha&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;this is so funy&lt;br /&gt;Phatricia what hurts the most, was being so close. and having so much to say. and watching you walk away. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha OK! yay. ahha long lost friend&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;I REALIED TOOOO&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;i was about to ask you la !&lt;br /&gt;Phatricia what hurts the most, was being so close. and having so much to say. and watching you walk away. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. oops! i really thought you looked super familiar.. didn't realise it was YOU.&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;you know i've got this picture of us before we did some chi dance in kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;Phatricia what hurts the most, was being so close. and having so much to say. and watching you walk away. says:&lt;br /&gt;omg serious! HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;YESSS&lt;br /&gt;Phatricia what hurts the most, was being so close. and having so much to say. and watching you walk away. says:&lt;br /&gt;omg chinese dance.. hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;SUPER FUNNNYYY&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;the unbrella one, I THINK&lt;br /&gt;Phatricia what hurts the most, was being so close. and having so much to say. and watching you walk away. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;Phatricia what hurts the most, was being so close. and having so much to say. and watching you walk away. says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG I REMEMBER THAT&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;AHAHHAAHH !! OMGGG&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;I BRING TMR haahahahha&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE, YO ♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;this is so funy&lt;br /&gt;Phatricia what hurts the most, was being so close. and having so much to say. and watching you walk away. says:&lt;br /&gt;haha OK! yay. ahha long lost friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAY ! I FOUND MY KINDERGARTEN GOOD FRIEND. IN HCI TOO, WHAT A COINCIDENCE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATH BECKONS. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116938883055435027?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116938883055435027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116938883055435027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116938883055435027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116938883055435027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2007/01/not-pimple.html' title='NOT A PIMPLE !'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116870214912563042</id><published>2007-01-13T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T23:29:09.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEAR DIARY</title><content type='html'>dear life I MISS OLE!! says:&lt;br /&gt;i lovee u tooo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;dear life I MISS OLE!! says:&lt;br /&gt;u cannot throw me away okay&lt;br /&gt;dear life I MISS OLE!! says:&lt;br /&gt;the most put me in recycle bin!&lt;br /&gt;SHU I MISS YOU, HOW CAN NIC STEAL YOU AWAY FROM ME.♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;SHU I MISS YOU, HOW CAN NIC STEAL YOU AWAY FROM ME.♥ Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;OMGG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY, Shu loves me too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO GO BACK TO MG TO COLLECT MY $$$. :) Anyone going back must tell me alright ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4657/230/400/295782/12%2520Jan%2520121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4657/230/400/407082/12%2520Jan%2520039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4657/230/400/640205/10th%2520Jan%252068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;WE WON WAR GAMES, YO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ernest came back, YAY. haha :)Called Mel, and that wonderwoman picked up my call in lecture. NICE. Msged Shu to ask her to come for campfire but she didn't get it. Or maybe I didn't send it out. HAHA whatever campfire was just incredible. We were just riding on pure highness at the end of it all. SWEEEET I got squished by so many people, eck. :( &amp; scratched by this girl, ass. But still fun nonetheless. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116870214912563042?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116870214912563042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116870214912563042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116870214912563042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116870214912563042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2007/01/dear-diary.html' title='DEAR DIARY'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116774783003077043</id><published>2007-01-02T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T22:23:50.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4657/230/1600/94842/10of%20us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4657/230/400/84440/10of%20us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 10 Of Us&lt;/strong&gt;  (w/o Halk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love love love love love, love love makes the world go round. :)&lt;br /&gt;IL MISS YOU GUYS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116774783003077043?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116774783003077043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116774783003077043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116774783003077043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116774783003077043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2007/01/10-of-us-wo-halk-love-love-love-love.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116766592234680586</id><published>2007-01-01T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T23:38:42.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GOODBYE 2006, HELLO 2007.&lt;br /&gt;Dec06-2007 is officially the year of heartbreaks and rubbish. GAH, I DON'T WANT TO BE PART OF IT. I'm quite serious. hahah I don't know why, but I just feel, OKAY NVM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been milking fun out of what's left of the holidays. HURHUR not disappointing. :) Loved today.&lt;br /&gt;MOVING ON, :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Meltwit today. :):):):):):):):):):):):) ahah crazy, anyway had lunch. &amp; she has successfully spooked me with her many horror stories. Ranging from, army camps to hospitals, to bus stops and even shops like Guardian or Watsons. AAAHHHHHHH HOW AM I GOING TO FALL ASLEEP TONIGHT. You go die, if i cannot sleep I'm gna call you and make sure you cannot sleep also. :( In the name of Jesus :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, so walked to Somerset, then met Natt. :D Took a bus to Michhy's house for Frankie's surprise farewell ! HAHA :D It was fun, writing messages on the balloons. :) I'LL MISS YOU FRANKIE. See, we hid in a very hot and stuffy lift for a long time, with all the balloons. The darn ventilator would stop a few seconds after the lift door closes. haha Ger's constant giggles didn't help a single bit either. HAHA :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to dinner place, then ate and talked rubbish, sing song, make merry. Just like the old times, just like last year. I like and I'm definitely going to miss it. :) On the way back we saw a really pretty rainbow ! :) It was like growing, it was so huge we couldn't capture it. :( NAtt has one of Nette and I under the rainbow! :) SWEEEEET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a walk to Ethel's house, just Natt Nette Ethel and I. :) Changed there and tied my hair, played a round of UNO, drank water stoned a bit. Then went back to Michhy's place. :D On the way back, Nette was telling me more spooky things la ! I REPEAT, HOW AM I GOING TO FALL ASLEEP TONIGHT. AT LEAST I HAVE ANOTHER PERSON TO CALL. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed every single one of them, so glad we had time to catch up today. :) Nette says my arms have become more muscular, she knows cos she always holds my arm. HAHA Damn that means I'm more buff, I don't want. Speaking of buff, Nette&amp;Ethel&amp;amp;Halk better make more buff friends at AC ! ahah if not you'll have to call for reinforcement. :) just take care there. :) AND Ger, don't worry about PJ, maybe you'll grow to like it there. HA HA I sure hope your O level results would give you an entry into your dream school. :) Which is HCI. You can join me ! hahaah :D I'm praying SO SO HARD. :D Frankie, you are leaving soon. Hope you had a great time today. We'll still meet up before you leave okay? and for Ethel's birthday too. :) I hope you like our present for you, Fudgie is cute. :) hah miss you loads, don't worry we'll video conference you in whenever we go out. :D HAHAHA. Joy, TAKE CARE ALRIGHT ! :) Don't think about it AND :) enjoy your holidays. LOVELOVELOVE YOU. Michhy, happy working at Island! aha :) I think I'll be ariound there quite often this year. :D Hope you get into ACSI ! :D AND SHIYAN HAVE FUN IN RJ. NAtt, working for Club21 aye?!?!?! HAHAHA make monneeey and treat me. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOKAY EMO MOMO NOW. Not just cos we are all going different ways. but other things as well. AH NVM. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Goodnight World.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116766592234680586?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116766592234680586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116766592234680586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116766592234680586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116766592234680586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2007/01/goodbye-2006-hello-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116740034589103979</id><published>2006-12-29T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T21:52:26.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU CAN SAY ANYTHING YOU WANT TO</title><content type='html'>HOHO. It's the night of 29th ! That means,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30th=PARTY&lt;br /&gt;31st=go out + PARTY&lt;br /&gt;1st=go out + PARTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUN FUN FUN. :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, went out with mummy and daddy today. HAHA FOR ONCE I DIDN'T GET ANGRY AND PISSED WITH ANYTHING. HAHAHAHAH I got my birks(got the berry one, PURPLE, HAHA)  and a Guess wallet. HAHA :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm so happy now. MAYBE IT'S COS SCHOOL IS STARTING. The only thing I dread is waking up EARLY in the morning. :( HURHUR BUT I GUESS IT'S THE SAME FOR ALL OF US. Shouldn't have applied for DSA, then I could have had 3 more months of holiday. Oh, no, I think I'll get posted to like CJC or something. Still cool, my uncle was from there, yo ! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30th.&lt;/strong&gt; Ex-tuition people+Mac Delivery+Pizza Hut/Canadian Pizza+ NO MORE  CHEM PHYSICS TYS = a whooping time.&lt;br /&gt;I miss them like crap. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS? Be a GOOD girl in HCI. :) And maybe, study a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I still need to collect 150$ from MGS. Hurhur, then it's off to the shops! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAAY I WANNA GO WATCH SUPERNATURAL NOW. :) WHAT A CRAP ENTRY, SORRY YOU HAD TO TOLERATE IT. :) Next time I should put a Disclaimer. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116740034589103979?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116740034589103979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116740034589103979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116740034589103979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116740034589103979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-can-say-anything-you-want-to.html' title='YOU CAN SAY ANYTHING YOU WANT TO'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116722888947967901</id><published>2006-12-27T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T22:43:43.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KOR. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIONEL. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JILLY AND I ARE DAMN ANGRY WE CANNOT GO FOR SEC4FAREWELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SHIHUI SAYS TEETH HAVE PUBERTY. HAHA :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;GOODNIGHT WORLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Edit.&lt;br /&gt;AND I HAVE YET TO MENTION CHRISTMAS THIS YEAR WAS HORRIBLE. UNEXCITING STUFF, I DIDN'T EVEN FEEL IN THE MOOD, BESIDES THE VERY FILLING DINNER. CHRISTMAS MEANS CARNAGE. HA HA&lt;br /&gt;EVEN JILLY, KIMBY, SHIHUI, EVERYONE EVERYONEEEEEEEE AGREES.&lt;br /&gt;AND I WONDER WHY PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;ANYONE ELSE FEELS THE SAME? GOODNESS WE ARE IN THE SAME BOAT.&lt;br /&gt;NEWYEARS BETTER BE MORE EXCITING. I FEEL 2007 CREEPING UP ON ME.&lt;br /&gt;:) ALRIGHT, NOW THAT I'VE LET IT ALL OUT,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JILLY, YOU ARE THE ONE WITH TB. :) NOT ME PLEASE. TELL ME WHO KEPT GOING TO THE TOILET IN MSIA BEFORE FINALS HUH. SMALL STINKY DARK AND DAMP TOILETS AT COURTS. I DIDN'T EVEN WANNA STEP IN THERE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116722888947967901?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116722888947967901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116722888947967901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116722888947967901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116722888947967901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-birthday-kor.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116704510327654193</id><published>2006-12-25T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T20:58:18.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt; PEOPLE! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy holidays. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness, reached home at like 2AM and I swear I was the luckiest and unluckiest person today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I was saying, I reached home and went to wash my face and all. The moment I stepped out of the bathroom, the toilet lightcover came crashing down. There were shards of broken glass EVERYWHERE. If I had decided to rinse my face just 2seconds longer, that THING would have hit me on the head and I'll maybe get a concussion or something. SO AM I LUCKY OR WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No that's not all, so mummy swept all the pieces of broken glass away and I went back to take out my contacts and all.When I came out, I stepped on a piece of that retarded thingamajig that flew out of the bathroom. IT WAS FREAKING PAINFUL, it was like lodged on the sole of my foot. HAHAHA Now which would have been worst. I'm unluckily lucky. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4657/230/400/115265/bored%20in%20the%20sun%202..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4657/230/400/195388/bored%20in%20the%20sun..jpg" border="0" /&gt;Am I fair, or WHITE. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PSST. I can't wait to go to school. :)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116704510327654193?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116704510327654193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116704510327654193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116704510327654193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116704510327654193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas-people-happy-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116692994260951752</id><published>2006-12-24T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T11:12:22.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LISTEN TO THAT SONG  :D&lt;br /&gt;On the left, Imogen Heap-Speeding Cars.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Twit. ahah I LIKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T WAIT FOR NEWYEARS PARTY THOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jilly ! We still can't go for Sec4Farewell. OH MAN, Jo asked me to bring extra clothes, think we are going to play wet an dirty ganes in school first ! HAHA I WANNA GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN YOU TRIALS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116692994260951752?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116692994260951752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116692994260951752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116692994260951752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116692994260951752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/12/listen-to-that-song-d-on-left-imogen.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116661591853071771</id><published>2006-12-20T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T19:58:38.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If You're Having Girl Problems, I Feel Bad For You Son</title><content type='html'>♥Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;why what did she send you&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet, Coming from the lips of an angel says:&lt;br /&gt;"are u ignoring me?"&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet, Coming from the lips of an angel says:&lt;br /&gt;ugh O.o&lt;br /&gt;♥Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;AHAHHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;♥Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;HOW DOES SHEE KNOW&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet, Coming from the lips of an angel says:&lt;br /&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet, Coming from the lips of an angel says:&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;♥Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;GIRLS AVE DAMN GOOD INTUITION&lt;br /&gt;♥Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet, Coming from the lips of an angel says:&lt;br /&gt;bah&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet, Coming from the lips of an angel says:&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;♥Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;i dare you to say YES&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet, Coming from the lips of an angel says:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet, Coming from the lips of an angel says:&lt;br /&gt;SHUT UP!&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet, Coming from the lips of an angel says:&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet, Coming from the lips of an angel says:&lt;br /&gt;bahhh&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet, Coming from the lips of an angel says:&lt;br /&gt;such a bad day&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet, Coming from the lips of an angel says:&lt;br /&gt;*commits suicide&lt;br /&gt;♥Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;" MAY I ORDER A SUICIDE PLEASE?"&lt;br /&gt;♥Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;(: HAHA&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet, Coming from the lips of an angel says:&lt;br /&gt;yes pls&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet, Coming from the lips of an angel says:&lt;br /&gt;go to ur balcony&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet, Coming from the lips of an angel says:&lt;br /&gt;u'll see a body go down&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet, Coming from the lips of an angel says:&lt;br /&gt;Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POOR NEIGHBOUR/BESTFRIEND. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;PLAYING POKER NOW. BYE !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116661591853071771?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116661591853071771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116661591853071771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116661591853071771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116661591853071771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/12/if-youre-having-girl-problems-i-feel.html' title='If You&apos;re Having Girl Problems, I Feel Bad For You Son'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116651166070152830</id><published>2006-12-19T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T15:18:03.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shake A Little, Break A Little</title><content type='html'>It's been raining nonstop. My whole house is dark and gloomy, chilly too ! :( I DON'T LIKE IT. ANYWAY, I just found out that Sam is broke, Mal is going bowling(again), Elvin is grounded (HAHA), Mel has friends over and she has interesting quizzes to do on a boring day like this. SO YES, LET IT RIP !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #999 1px dotted; BORDER-TOP: #999 1px dotted; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-LEFT: #999 1px dotted; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-BOTTOM: #999 1px dotted"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How Nerdy R U? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Braniac!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.testriffic.com/resultfiles/845Brainiac-logo.gif" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;You are a true braniac... maybe you might get into one of those ivy league colleges for gifted minds such as yourself. Congrats. You rule. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="%3Ca"&gt;Take&lt;/a&gt; this test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to think it's true. :) HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #999 1px dotted; BORDER-TOP: #999 1px dotted; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-LEFT: #999 1px dotted; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-BOTTOM: #999 1px dotted"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do People REALLY Like You? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VERY LIKED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I must say you are quite the people person. People like to be around you. People like everything about you, even the things you don't like about yourself. You're one of the lucky ones!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="%3Ca"&gt;Take&lt;/a&gt; this test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who doesn't REALLY like me, please feel free to voice it out. HAHAHA it's not like I care anyway !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #999 1px dotted; BORDER-TOP: #999 1px dotted; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-LEFT: #999 1px dotted; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-BOTTOM: #999 1px dotted"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What kind of Friend are You? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LIFETIME Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.testriffic.com/resultfiles/837lifetime.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;You are to find...possibly one in a lifetime...You're there for the good the bad and the ugly, no matter what happens...You are there ready to help.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="%3Ca"&gt;Take&lt;/a&gt; this test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/iq/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Testriffic IQ test" src="http://www.testriffic.com/iq/10.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW. Hey everyone, I'M SMART. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.testriffic.com/rtest/mtnt09/376&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NETTE CLICK THAT ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like thunder, and the lightning freaks me out. :(&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the New Year. New Beginning? Hurhur I don't know but I loved this year hellalot. Learned a whole lot of stuff with the help of trusty people of course ! :) GAH I DON'T WANNA GO TO HCI ALONE !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116651166070152830?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116651166070152830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116651166070152830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116651166070152830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116651166070152830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/12/shake-little-break-little.html' title='Shake A Little, Break A Little'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116611119801765159</id><published>2006-12-14T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T23:46:38.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Too Late To Fight, It Ends Tonight</title><content type='html'>TRG WAS, FUN. In a way.&lt;br /&gt;Just little jokes and stupid things we do just made trg a little bit easier to get through.&lt;br /&gt;So Kallang now's like infested with dragonflies. Okay maybe not infested but yeah, there are loads of them there. SO, there was this one dragonfly flying really close to us while we were doing our static exercises. Jerryca said she was afraid of it. Basicaly afraid of anything that can fly. After a while Mr Koh said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;" Then you also scared of Superman?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's this board with this hemisphere at the bottom, don't know what it's called la. But yeah, supposed to balance on it. So far, I think no one has achieved that. HURHUR anyhoo, Mr Koh said stand on one leg first ( on the floor, not the board). Then Jca put on foot on the board and on foot on the floor, " EH, I CAN BALANCE !"&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA GOODNESS ME. Like that of cos can balance please. :) FUNNY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Be not afraid of greatness. Some are &lt;strong&gt;born great&lt;/strong&gt;, some &lt;strong&gt;achieve greatness&lt;/strong&gt;, and some &lt;strong&gt;have greatness thrust upon them&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4657/230/320/445940/Picture%20012%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Diary, Mood: Apethetic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4657/230/320/816136/Picture%20019%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love Johnny Depp&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4657/230/320/846271/Picture%20020%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is for Nette (: Are you bloom-ing? :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116611119801765159?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116611119801765159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116611119801765159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116611119801765159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116611119801765159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-too-late-to-fight-it-ends-tonight.html' title='It&apos;s Too Late To Fight, It Ends Tonight'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116585165995346821</id><published>2006-12-11T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T23:40:59.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halfway Around The World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"May I order a "suicide" please?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That line got me laughing like mad. :) Anyhoo, met up with darling Natt today. Nette couldn't make it cos she's sick! Boohoo, miss her like crazy. :( ANYWAY, did shopping (we both got a top each, and then we were kinda broke. No just kidding, more like I shopped like MAD in BK)! Walked around and look loads of pictures, right Natt?  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) MET HALK ALONG THE WAY, just when we said that we didn't meet anyone. Hurhur, coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, goodnight and may everyone get sweet dreams. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116585165995346821?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116585165995346821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116585165995346821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116585165995346821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116585165995346821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/12/halfway-around-world.html' title='Halfway Around The World'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116568222465235749</id><published>2006-12-10T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T00:37:04.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M BACK, YO ! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BK was alright, lots of uh, shopping. :) I STILL MISS THE KL TRIP !&lt;br /&gt;Jilly was sending me the pictures, then she went offline. POOF anyhoo, HAPPY 15th BIRTHDAY JILLY ! THAT ONE THAT ONE. Happy Birthday to HIM too. :) hahah we shall all go out when ShiHui gets back from the US of A ! :D No not including your THAT ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bangkok sun is terribly hot. HAHAHA worst than the Malaysian sun, now i'm like quite red. :( hahaha I MISS MY BED, i shall jump right into it now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYONE WANTS TO GO OUT ! CALL ME ! I'm free free free till like uh 26th. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Faith ! I bought that book you told me about. hahaha The Pact. :) Chris Harte and Emily Gold. It's a good book, I can hardly put it down ! hahah have you finished reading it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116568222465235749?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116568222465235749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116568222465235749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116568222465235749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116568222465235749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-back-yo-d-bk-was-alright-lots-of-uh.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116529631643840259</id><published>2006-12-05T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T13:46:58.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Dreamt I Was Dancing Right Beside You</title><content type='html'>HOHO I'M BACK. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Return with a full body ache, a tin of Milo, a medal and 700RM to be split. :) 2nd POSITION BABY. Improved our ranking by one. hahahahahha :) Not bad, but still kind of disappointed. If I had taken the fourth set things might have been diferent. NO MATTER WHAT, I STILL LOVE MY TEAM. :) Go again next year, while I still can play Under17. :) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. daddy is sucha spoiler, he's not letting me go out today. URGH so I'm like rotting away at home. SORRY MAL, MEET UP ANOTHER TIME OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear my lock is jinxed. HAHA it kept changing by itself. First it was 918, then 818 then 718 now I don't even know what number it is. HAHAHA I shall just buy a new bag. :) On the first day we waned to go to the courts to warm ourselves up and get conditioned with the courts but the courts were not open. SO OKAY NVM, we went to Sunway Pyramid instead! SHOPPING ! :D hahahaha Jilly, ShiHui, Kimby, ShiYun, Jaime and I did like 4 hours of shopping. :) It just spelt F-U-N.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we were the slackest group please. We had a friggin' BYE the first day, so we went shopping again. We scraped into the Finals by one set. PHEW. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes thank you Leroy and Elroy for taking us for lunch and then back to the hotel and from hotel to courts again. :) Oh and playing arcade!! hahah TIME CRISIS AND DAYTONA. whooo. :) It's really nice meeting you guys again ! HAHA AND YES ELROY THANKS FOR THE LUNCH. :) Tell me when you guys come to S'pore alright, I'll be your host ! ahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm lazy. Shall post pictures after they are uploaded. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Splitting the 2 single beds into 4 mattresses. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Double doze of highness in the morning and at night. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cam-whoring&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PILLOW FIGHTS !!!&lt;/strong&gt; (Gosh we should put the video on Youtube. :) it's friggin' funny)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;iGallop. Jilly can blackmail me. She has the video. URGH&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truth or Truth.&lt;/strong&gt; (You 3 better not say anything alright) Jilly, your that one and my that one. hahahaha :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heart to heart talks, my love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Room service at 1AM. Sadly no Dunkin Donuts ! *(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waking up at 630AM&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Attempts to wake Kimby up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;RAMLY BURGERS !&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New friends, old friends. Kamran Khan said HELLO to me ! hahaha melts. Ivan Yuan waved at Jilly. OMG she needed to cool down after that. hahahah FUNNY :D I LOVE GOING TO MSIA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was so sad I couldn't msg freely! hahah. The team should know why. :'( hahahahah. BUT &lt;strong&gt;YOU MSGED ME !&lt;/strong&gt; They thought I was crazy smiling to myself. ahahh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;So 2 Spore teams went into Finals. our team for Under17 Girls and (James, Byan, Josh, Preshin)'s team for Under17 Boy. But both teams didn't do well. HAHA BOTH GOT 2nd. GAHH nevermind at least we made Finals. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What else? Josh had this knee injury. He had to put tape to play and now his leg has this bald, hairless patch. HAHAHA thanks to the tape that gave him a wax. hahahahah. OH JAMES, DO NOT DRINK THAT &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BULL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(gives you wings! :D) tasting drink and 100plus. OMG I was burping like shite while I was playing. Gosh I swear I almost puked. URGH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Take care Bengho, I meant Bingho. :) haha  fully understand why you didn't come support us. hahaha stop puking around the place and GO TAKE YOUR MEDICINE. BE A GOOD BOY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh yes, Gabriel is so cute. HE CAN BE MY DIDI. :D hahah He looks like a hamster please. Much better looking compared to last time. :) THE COACH RIDE BACK WAS FUN. :) Slept half the way and were food junkies the rest of the journey. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LEAVING FOR BANGKOK TMR. &lt;/span&gt;HAHAHAH :) Shall go trg today, cos only then I won't feel so guilty. I foresee myself eating a lot in Bangkok. :) Food is fabulous and flabulous ! OH AND YES, AMAZING RACE AROUND BANGKOK'S NEW AIRPORT. WOW GOODLUCK TO US. :) I shall get the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bull&lt;/span&gt; shirts for the team. HAHAHAHAH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nigel says:&lt;br /&gt;aiyah the trannies wont touch u&lt;br /&gt;nigel says:&lt;br /&gt;only touch hot guys&lt;br /&gt;nigel says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I had a dream about you. In this dream, I was dancing right beside you.♥Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah they wil touch you&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I had a dream about you. In this dream, I was dancing right beside you.♥Nic says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah !&lt;br /&gt;nigel says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PEACE AND I'M OUT ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOING GOING, SOON&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/15353939-116529631643840259?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116529631643840259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116529631643840259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116529631643840259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116529631643840259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-dreamt-i-was-dancing-right-beside.html' title='I Dreamt I Was Dancing Right Beside You'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116480091762990839</id><published>2006-11-29T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T19:48:37.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wish The Sun Would Shine A Little Brighter</title><content type='html'>OKAY, so I just did my last minute packing. I hope I've got everything in. Hurhur oh yes and the charger. If not the whole team would have low batt phonesto survive with. I would not want to know the consequences. :) Sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: You know who you are. Aren't you glad I didn't go that night? :) If not he wouldn't have the chance to ask you. :) I'm really happy for you and yes I will go for it. I think you know what I'm going for. hahaha STILL LOVE YOU. Still must spend time with me okay woman. :) IF NOT I GO COMPLAIN TO HIM. hahahahahahah My good friends, yo! Miss me woman. I'll miss you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOING, GOING, GONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116480091762990839?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116480091762990839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116480091762990839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116480091762990839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116480091762990839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-wish-sun-would-shine-little-brighter.html' title='I Wish The Sun Would Shine A Little Brighter'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116469179707473391</id><published>2006-11-28T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T13:29:58.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Join The Black Parade</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was great. :) Went to Ping's house at about 10ish in the morning and looked through her ahem collection. HAHA like I told her if the police decides to storm in and raid her house. She's dead. HAHA :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, went to pick Natt and Ethel from the busstop and then returned to watch John Tucker Must Die ! Finally ! :) Okay I love that show, it's so funny. :) After that four of us walked out to get lunch. Did I mention how extremely hot it was?! My face was burning. Natt and I got a Happy Meal each ! We're lovin' it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched The Pianist after that. Quite a good movie. The Germans are such mean *s. When Nette knew Natt had German blood in her she didn't allow Natt to sit next to her. HHAHAHA so funny. Oh not till she saw that blue eyed blond German general who was so cultured and kind. :) hahaha it's lucky he knows how to appreciate classical music. :) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During trg Bryan was the best. He went into court to warm up and then he suddenly came out and said to me. "Shit, no wonder so weird." Then he took off his eyewear and realised that one side of the lens was missing. HAHAH Jilly and I laughed till we teared. Bryan Koh, you're the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116469179707473391?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116469179707473391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116469179707473391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116469179707473391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116469179707473391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/11/join-black-parade.html' title='Join The Black Parade'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116455045355141656</id><published>2006-11-26T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T22:19:24.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mister Busdriver, I'm Going To Puncture Your Tires</title><content type='html'>I. AM. SO. ANGRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly cos of that horrible 171 busdriver. And secondly cos I was just typing a long entry when my com decided to conk out. WTH today is getting quite unlucky. I should go sleep soon before things get worse. Maybe I'll just get a nightmare. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I shall retype everything. URGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was saying &lt;strong&gt;TIBS 9283's &lt;/strong&gt;briver refused to stop for us ! Reason being it was too crowded. Like hello, there's SO MUCH space at the back ! He's just blind and the people in the bus just have no common sense to move and make way. GOSH common sense is not all that common after all. Sorry if I sound damn pissy, cos I'm in quite a bad mood now. You would be too if you were in Joy's and my shoes. hahahaha still can horn at us la ! Stupid busdriver. I went WTF quite loudly and Joy was saying something about pointing the middle finger at him. I mean middle fingers since we both have 2 hands. :) HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to resort to taking a cab since we were already so agitated from waiting so long. Somemore when THAT 171 came I went " Hallelujah ! " URHG. Things were just getting from bad to worse. All of a sudden all the cabs that passed by us were all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HIRED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Horrible I tell you. :( Okay so finally flagged a cab. We were feeling so sore about it still HAHAHAH. So childish I know. So we were talking about going to the bus interchange at night and puncture &lt;strong&gt;TIBS 9283's&lt;/strong&gt; tires. According to dear JoyLing: Don't pick us, don't pick all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the cab driver thought we were mad. hahaha he went " Are you sure 171 stops at that stop? " and we replied "YES, THE SIGN SAYS SO. " HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I feel so much better just ranting. Okay ! :D It was nice meeting up with Et, Frankie and Joy. :) Haven't seen them since tues. HAHA okay not very long but still, I miss my friends. :) Went bowling ! According to Mel, bowling's for losers. ANYWAY. Joy anf Frankie were wearing MG socks, yo ! Plus the rented shoes were &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;YELLOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;BLUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The perfect combination. :) shoe sizes, 6 and 6 and 6 and 6. Luckily there where 4 and not 3 of us. HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethel just looked like her arm's going to twist and break off any moment. Frankie squats after she releases the ball ( she's quite pro alright ! STRIKE STRIKE STRIKE ! ) Joy, oh Joy is just " NOT &lt;em&gt;ANOTHER&lt;/em&gt; LONG KANG ! " :) Hurr bowling really tickled us, I think we were the noisest and the most problematic group in the whole alley. Always pressing the help button cos the setter was always jammed. Oh did I mention we were on Lane 6? Gosh, 6 must be cursed. HAHA. I'm register number 6 in class. HAHAHAHA . Gosh have been for the last 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"STRIKE STRIKE, STRIKE A POSE ! "- Ethel.&lt;/strong&gt; I'm glad the real Et is back, not the scholarly version. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the game, went to play Daytona. There was no Bishi Bashi though. I wanna play that game ! Can whack till hands pain. HA painful. Okay, went furniture shopping ! HAHA Joy, I'm going to use that wallpaper on one wall, and paint the rest Barley White. HAHAHAHAH, I just love walking around Barang Barang. :) The funniest was after that when both of us went to collect some discs from Mel, we were kinda scouting for nice houses around Orchard. HURHUR planning for the future ! Our houses must have a bar too, cos it's cool. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what else. OHHH, We each bought this tiny bear you can hang on your phone ! haha it's so cute. Frankie's is the best, it's head and nose just looked so weird and deformed, it's hilarious. :) We bought for each other Me for Frankie, Frankie for Joy, Joy for Ethel and Ethel for me. So that we would be reminded of each other whenever we use our phone. :) I love. Joy and I cannot stop laughing at Franks' bear, but we should not look at it so often cos it'll not be as funny anymore. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Library @ Esplanade is sweeeeet. I foresee myself going there to study sometime next year. :) Join me? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES TWIT I BET THAT SINSEH USED EXPIRED KOYOK. However you spell it. Will that weird colour go away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay just some random pics we took today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4657/230/320/320864/Image%28584%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That' what I call paper thin. If you squint your eyes just right, you could see Joy and Frankie. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4657/230/320/25004/Image%28585%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Library @ Esplanade. Ethel had gone home&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4657/230/320/711207/Image%28587%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mine and Frankie's. I shall name them Louis and Vuitton&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4657/230/320/575515/Image%28589%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The place we got screamed "losers ! " at. Courtesy of expired koyok woman. The place Joy and I waited for the bus that &lt;em&gt;never came&lt;/em&gt;. Or never stopped. See even the sky was friggin' dark already( we were there when the sky was bright). URGH what kinda bus STOP is that ?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHA alright &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOODNIGHT.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ps. i miss you nette ! and natt ! and mal. hope you are having fun in Msia. :) Miss you loads. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116455045355141656?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116455045355141656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116455045355141656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116455045355141656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116455045355141656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/11/mister-busdriver-im-going-to-puncture.html' title='Mister Busdriver, I&apos;m Going To Puncture Your Tires'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116451084889993470</id><published>2006-11-26T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T11:14:08.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"That's Definitely The Wickedest Thing I've Heard In My Life"</title><content type='html'>Today, meeting Ethel, Frankie, Joy. Sorry BTan. :) Next time koay? And I'm NOT a PANGSEH-ER. HAHAHAAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday sees me at Nette's far far away home. HAHA like Shrek. "Kingdom of Far Far Away " OKAY, Nette Natt Nic and possibly Ethel. :) Yes Nette, I've bought you chocolate already. I'll try to grab some other things along the way !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues, probably slacking and stoning at home. OHHH maybe I can watch the new Kdrama my mummy bought. HAHA i think it's called &lt;em&gt;Which Star Are You From?&lt;/em&gt; yeah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed, SSC AND PACKING !!Hurhur which would probably be 11PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs, GOODBYE SINGAPORE, HELLO MSIA TRUELY ASIA !&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wants anything just let me know yeah, I'll see if I can get my hands on it. :) WK says they've stepped up the search for gum. HAHAHA I still remember we used to stuff all the dvds we bought into our dirty laundry. HAHA Josh even brought back a bow and arrows please. Power. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan Koh's words :" &lt;s&gt;Fcuks&lt;/s&gt; you la. ", "&lt;s&gt;Fcuksing&lt;/s&gt; hell."&lt;br /&gt;PLURAL BABY . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so we've all been playing squash for so long we've turned from junior Juniors, to Juniors, to senior Juniors. To young Seniors. HAHAH GOSH I FEEL SO SUPER OLD. ALRIGHT, enough of my nonsensical rambling. Shall go get ready now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE . :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116451084889993470?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116451084889993470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116451084889993470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116451084889993470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116451084889993470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/11/thats-definitely-wickedest-thing-ive.html' title='&quot;That&apos;s Definitely The Wickedest Thing I&apos;ve Heard In My Life&quot;'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116434315268271451</id><published>2006-11-24T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T12:39:12.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy Yummy Yummy I've got Love In My Tummy.</title><content type='html'>Stumbled upon this entry which was done by Ger like a really really long time ago. It's so funny my mom thought I had gone mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;note:im not eating cheese fries for a really really long time....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh my.. cheesefries=gross...today went to btp and ate kfc.basically. what happened was... we-nicc,me,dun,co,cheryl- each ordered a set which consisted of something+cheesefries+coke...we thought it was a good deal.. eden even commented she wanted to eat icecream after that......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WE HAD A BLOODY HARD TIME FINISHING THE FIVE BOXES OF FRIES.we had to even play the number game to see who would eat how much fries.i didnt even noe why we had to finish the fries besides the fact that eden says:"think about the children in africa."whatever eden.its all ur fault we all got sick afterwards.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;here's how the fries were split...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eden: prob a quarter.. ass.(lost once)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cheryl: a quarter too.. she was the fries distributer..she cheated.(lost once)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nicc: 3 quarters. she lost twice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: i lost ONCE just ONCE and i think i ate HALF A BOX! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;co: do ur math.. 5 minus the above.. yupp. thats how many times she lost and how much fries she forced down her throat.HAHA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA yes, I haven't really eaten cheesefries since that fateful day. HAHAHAHA OMG F.U.N.N.Y. There's another post about the watermelon eating competition, which we gagged barfed and whatnots. Had a ball of a time although we didn't win. HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just goign to copy the whole entry. HAHA I'm lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok then yesterday ahd lifeskills thing. it was fun what!the IQ questions were fun. hahaha. we all haev low IQs man! except for joy.. she has a SUPER low IQ. its so low its kinda bimbotic. it always has soemthing to do with physical appearances. " face lift!""blue black!" go and die joy ling! u are so full of shite. haha!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then we played broken telephone. HAHAHA!!!!!" boss is so fat we cant see natt!" and boss is me. yes. obviously.ermm. out of us. im the only big one right. i mean look at all the stick like creatures.its kinda demoralising.HAHA.ok today. HAHAHA. the funnniest shit day ever can.we had chinese enrichment right. then. we decided to play broken telephone again.we asked wantheng they all to start. so they started with chinese. it was something like" wo bu zhi dao yao shuo she me ying qwei zhe li hen an." i dont noe what to say because its very dark in here. HAHAHA!! then it was our turn to pass down. so joy wa slike:" put a bag over the fag cos shes sucha nag." and then jerlyn was teh last person so she was like.:"huh? she me she me bag. fag de!"HAHAHAHHA. omg. hahaha.then the cldds showed us this ppt. and there was the "dang wo men tong zai yi qi zai yi qi zai yi qi" it was translated as the more we get together.we have unfinished happiness. HAHAHAHHAA!!! ok then after that we had teh health talk. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then the watermelon eating competition. HAHAHAA/ we wer so unlucky to not get the yellow watermelon!haha.anyway so this is how it went..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;siren went-start eating-everyone gets up enthusiastically and throws the watermelon on the floor and rummages quickly through the bag to remove the water melon-i shared with nic..so we took out the water melon &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and there was silence for 5 seconds..nic and me,looking at the watermelon:OMG!hahahain the bg,joy and elvina: omg! (laughs hysterically)ethel and natt: ewwww!..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teh watermelon was in sucha a gross shape. it was all mushed together LA.AND I GOT THE BIGGER HALF TOO. hahaha!so i peeled a piece off. but then. we were still recovering from the site of the watermelon. so i couldnt eat properly! and soemmore nette who was in the BACKGROUND. kept shouting"come on ger!! eat it eat it!!" and it just made me laugh more la.. nette wasnt helpin! HAHA!!ok. so i finally began to eat. and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ETHEL SOH JIAERN! she kept shouting for help lah!!"ger help m eat!!!" HAHAHA! and she was just squatting there squeezing the juice into the plastic bag ok!"ger help me!!!" squeeze. squeeze."ger help me leh!" squeeze.squeeze."GERRRR!WHY DID I GET THE BIGGEST WATERMELON"gosh! hahaha.A2 won. they had like so many people. hahahha. so lucky la! the nydc voucher! haha. tehy finish and our grp was still eating.. but this time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; teo was helping us dig out the flesh ehich i politely gave to nic who put it into the watermelon skin and served it to me in the platter. joy and elvina were still laughing hysterically. ethel was frowning and still whining natt was just eating. nette gaev up cheering.yunjing ying chong and tiff were unusually quiet(i think they were gonna barf).hahahahhaha!ok. today was hilarious lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I miss having these kinda stupid competitions :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, take care in Msia Mal ! :) I will miss you too (:&lt;br /&gt;"Oh if I see you falling down. I'll lift you up from the shadows and take you away to a better place. When you're in your darkest hour. I'll be by you side, to turn the tide, until the sufferring fades. :) " THANKS MAL, with lots of love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116434315268271451?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116434315268271451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116434315268271451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116434315268271451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116434315268271451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/11/yummy-yummy-yummy-ive-got-love-in-my.html' title='Yummy Yummy Yummy I&apos;ve got Love In My Tummy.'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116418806553468311</id><published>2006-11-22T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T22:21:23.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ger says:&lt;br /&gt;IM PLAYING POKEMON&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;♥ this is where the love will stay says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA OMGGG&lt;br /&gt;♥ this is where the love will stay says:&lt;br /&gt;GAMEBOY AH&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;computer&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAA&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;I DOWNLOADED&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;STUPID NANA LA! SHE STARTED IT&lt;br /&gt;♥ this is where the love will stay says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA so which pokemon you using&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;SHE GO AND PLAY ALSO&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;PIKACHU&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;♥ this is where the love will stay says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH EEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;♥ this is where the love will stay says:&lt;br /&gt;I LIKE THE UH.. TURTLE LOOKING ONE&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;squirtle/&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;BUT PIKACHU IS COOL OK&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;HE DOESNT LIVE IN A POKEBALL&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;AND FOLLOWS ME&lt;br /&gt;♥ this is where the love will stay says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHHA I BET WHEN YOU TURN AND TALK TO HIM, HE SHOW YOU UNHAPPY FAE&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;FINE I TURN NOW&lt;br /&gt;♥ this is where the love will stay says:&lt;br /&gt;OKAAY&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;DAMN IT&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;SOME ANIMAL ATTACKED BEFORE I COULD TURN&lt;br /&gt;♥ this is where the love will stay says:&lt;br /&gt;AHHAHAHA OMGGGGGGG&lt;br /&gt;♥ this is where the love will stay says:&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S DAMN FUNNY&lt;br /&gt;♥ this is where the love will stay says:&lt;br /&gt;WHO ATTACKED? THE RAT AH&lt;br /&gt;♥ this is where the love will stay says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH SHITEEE RATATA IS IT I FORGOT THE NAME&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;HOW U NOE&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;RATTATA&lt;br /&gt;♥ this is where the love will stay says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHH !!!!&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;U DAMA PRO MAN&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;♥ this is where the love will stay says:&lt;br /&gt;COS EVERYTIME KENNA ATTACKED BY THAT SLY RAT WHAT&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOH&lt;br /&gt;♥ this is where the love will stay says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHHA EH DON'T PLAY PLAY I PLAY ON THE PLANE ONE YOU NKOW. HAHAH SQ FLIGHT&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;PIKACHU IS SMILING AT ME&lt;br /&gt;♥ this is where the love will stay says:&lt;br /&gt;OH DAMN&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;HAVE AH!&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;♥ this is where the love will stay says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA GOT !! GOLD SILVER VERSION ALSO HAVE. I THINK&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;AREALLLLLLLLLLY&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;I WANTED TO PLAY GOLD&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DECIDED TO BE MORE OLD FASHION&lt;br /&gt;♥ this is where the love will stay says:&lt;br /&gt;HURHUR&lt;br /&gt;♥ this is where the love will stay says:&lt;br /&gt;OLDFASHION. HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;♥ this is where the love will stay says:&lt;br /&gt;OKAY LA HAPPY PLAYING POKEMON. THIS CONV IS GOING INTO MY BLOG TMR&lt;br /&gt;♥ this is where the love will stay says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;ger says:&lt;br /&gt;OK HELLO EVERYONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA This is how step up changed to Pokemon. :) HAHA GER IS HILARIOUS SHE IS STILL PLAYING IT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Natt just sent me some friggin' funny pics we took BEFORE the Os started. hahaha I don't feel like dancing. :) Please take note that it was all not planned. :) Thanks Nette for taking the shots for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/Picture%20065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/Picture%20066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/Picture%20067.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/Picture%20068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/Picture%20069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/Picture%20070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's such a coincidence we were doing almost the same thing in every frame. haha Okay maybe except the last one, cos I think she accidentally hit my shoulder. hahaha :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh shit, I just realised I still have that MG blazer. I've been keeping it since Sec3  ! Gosh, what should I do. hahahaha WHOOPS :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116418806553468311?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116418806553468311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116418806553468311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116418806553468311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116418806553468311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/11/ger-says-im-playing-pokemon-ger-says.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116412112668802492</id><published>2006-11-21T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T22:58:46.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hello, Where Are You Running To?"</title><content type='html'>Today is a blog-worthy day. :) I should think so, cos it's Shu's brithday. And it's also the day Nette, Natt, Ger, Ethel, Shi and I went to watch Step Up. I swear I can watch that movie over and over again, and not get sick of it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, so went to school for PAE. Boring stuff, the only interesting thing was * who sprained her neck. Must have signed too many leaving certificates. Hurhur, but she was nice today. haha anyway ! Got back our report books, leaving cert, CCA records and all. Nette and I were talking about opening the FormA like it were our results. hahaha but hey, it would be the same thing right. Tear the perforated edges. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleared our lockers. Yes, I finally managed to remember my lock combi. HAHA I've been leaching off Natt for the whole Os. Using her locker to keep stuff. Okay, still am actually. I have my cheena dictionary in her locker. HA. Okay so off to Cine we went ! :) Ger Nette me in a cab, Natt Ethel Shi in another. OKAY, we left Natt with the Goong gang. HAHAH SORRY NATT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? OH YEAH, Ger was super noisy before the movie. And before the movie too. hahahaha it was just hilarious I tell you. Before the movie started she was singing some song ( the song of a trailer), then Natt Nette and I kept whacking her to ask her to shut up. hahaha. Plus during the movie I think she kept saying OMG OMG OMG at one scene luh, so Natt went. " shut up.", OMG. Nette went " Shut up. " OHH SHITEEE. Both of them went " Shut up ! " HAHAHAHA I WAS LIKE LAUGHING AT THEM. And it was supposed to be the sad part please. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, walked around a bit. Played teeny weeny little pranks on Ethel. I swear she is so blur, she could have walked all the way to I-don't-want-to-know-where, and still be talking to "us". We suddenly stopped walked and left her going on on her own you see. hahaha :) I think everyone was looking at us, cos we burst out laughing super loudly. HAHA :) Ethel ah Ethel. Went Takashimaya. (da jia qu mai ya ! hurr, says et ) Sat by the fountain to stone a bit, then Natt and I walked Nette to the MRT station. See what nice friends right. HURHUR I had to walk back OKAAAY. To meet SHU ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hurriedly ran back to Taka BodyShop. Didn't see her there, thought she was angry cos I took so long then all of a sudden I saw her. WTH she was sitting down la, see me run pass also never call me. HAHAHA. Talked alot of rubbish. Right, Shu? DAMN FUNNY EVERYTIME WE TALK ABOUT SOMETHING WE START ARGUING AND SHE LIKES TO IRRITATE THE CRAP OUT OF ME PLEASE. Plus for NO APPARENT REASON she will go " I'm not talking to you already." Which always fails, cos the next second we are would be laughing at something I just said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So walked around somemore, didn't see any WATERMELON green and pink. :'( We wanted to get it so bad. haha ANYHOOO ! Shu, I am NOT LIKE HER PLEASE. So different, won't ever be the same. Get it? hahaha no I'm not going to argue with you. :) I bite you then you know. (inside inside INSIDEEE joke ."D) Anyway, I shall attempt to be the last person to msg you today. :) If I can tahan la. :) And I still can't believe your morning cabfare was a whooping 17$. Heartpain, just on TRANSPORT. Gosh I say PAPA-Express is the best. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY ! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LYNETTE WONG !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks for the postcard. :) Eventhough it's uh Wishing Stairs, the movie I found the scariest I still love what you wrote. :) hahaha yes yes, we have come a long way ! We weren't very close in Sec3 but this years totally changed. :) You've become my squishy friend and my dearest Ping ! Wait, you're Ping right? ahaha :) And not to mention Trusty Nette ! The person I can confine in. Yes la, you are trustworthy and someone whose very wise. hahaha OH MY GUARDIAN ANGEL TOO. :) wow you must be sooooo honoured right. Things cannot change okay? It can only change for the better. OKAY? I love you to bits too ! Though you unknowingly whack me damn damn DAMN hard today, while laughing at Ger saying "oh ! and Goong. AND Goong." MA SHI TENG, DA SHI AI. haha :) I LOVE YOU TO BITS SQUISHY FRIEND. :) MUST WATCH GRUDGE2 SOON OKAY? Scare ourselves silly. :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what else. I'm tired, I'm flushed and I feel like going to bed. BUT I must msg that woman Shu. Huaiti Nic ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/400/DSCF0213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'll miss this.&lt;br /&gt;For now, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOODNIGHT WORLD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116412112668802492?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116412112668802492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116412112668802492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116412112668802492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116412112668802492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-where-are-you-running-to.html' title='&quot;Hello, Where Are You Running To?&quot;'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116399217111228038</id><published>2006-11-20T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T11:17:31.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retrospect</title><content type='html'>I SWEAR I &lt;strong&gt;HATE&lt;/strong&gt; JAMES.&lt;br /&gt;He made me stay up till so late into the night talking to him, actually forced me. Hurhur I got so tired and agitated I swore at him. HAHA okay that doesn't happen a lot. For those who know me, you should know my limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Nette Joy Ethel thinks I'm a very accomadating and patient person. HMMM !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to that person who makes my blood boil. Okay I actually asked him if i could go sleep now. I'll introduce him to some other people to talk to. HAHAHA so what I know, but I was really tired from shopping already. HAHAHA okay, so the time he stopped talking it was.. I don't know what time. I fell asleep the second I touched my beloved bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO THE NEXT MORNING I WOKE UP WITH A FRIGGIN RUNNY NOSE. That's for not getting enough sleep. When I'm tired my nose goes its own way, and my eyes would be all teary and red. GOSH, still had to get up so early to head out with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Grumpy Nic I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY ! My mummy's going to bring me iceskating. HAHAH maybe this coming sunday. She going to pass me all her pro-ness. Okay I wish. Isn't it cool to have an ex-figureskater as your mom? :) The reason she stopped skating was cos someone stole her super nice and expensive white boots with gold blades. So wasted okay, and another reason was cos Singapore's rinks are just so pathetic. HAHAHA Iceskating in Bangkok too ! But it's kinda far away from the hotel and the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so this year's been kind of a rollercoaster ride for me. I've loved, been loved and still loving. :D Hurt and been hurt. Some people breached my trust. Got betrayed, but never did betrayed anyone. But I never regetted anything I did. :) Yes? Opened up to the chosen few. I'm glad they were there when things weren't all that great and fantastic. Even through the Os when we were all flustered. hahaha. And before that. And even before before before before way before that, when some tried to warn me. hahah I've got a &lt;em&gt;Guardian Angel.&lt;/em&gt; :) Nette's going to protect me, aye? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAE TMR @ 9AM PEOPLE.&lt;/strong&gt; Says Audrey, says Jerlyn. Don't forget. Shall go write Shu's card now. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/400/Image%28433%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHO, such a long time ago. Time for another shopping trip Nette ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"In the light of the Sun, is there anyone? Oh it has begun. Oh dear you look so lost, eyes are red and tears are shed. This world you must have crossed, you said. "  &lt;/em&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116399217111228038?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116399217111228038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116399217111228038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116399217111228038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116399217111228038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/11/retrospect.html' title='Retrospect'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116386392818347226</id><published>2006-11-18T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T23:32:08.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Final Dance With Him</title><content type='html'>Met Natt today. Nette couldn't go, if not it would have been a NattNetteNic outing again. :) I love. Anyway, we met the whole world in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I saw Bing who was with his group of friends, then Yihui, JoChan, Judd who wanted to ask me to have breakfast with her today but she herself woke up at 12, RachelGoh, Audrey, RachelNg, Jean, Wan, Eden, Ariel, Dom, Mel and Nat who saw Joy and Stan. Lastly, SHUUU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA alright, maybe not the whole world, because I didn't see &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;. :( OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we walked, looked at shoes and lcothes. I returned emptyhanded, but with a lot of blisters. HAHA nevermind, I still enjoyed the time with my love. hahaha :) I'm listening to My Love now. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, and went downstairs for dinner. Isaac is so cute please. He gave me a big fat kiss on the cheek and said " later got pimple. :D" HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I was just reading my old entries.Dated all the way back to August 2005. :) Sometimes the things we do are just so, childish. Not that I'm complaining. How would I have gotten through the horrendous exam periods if I didn't have such friends beside me. ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go to www.killsometime.com now. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116386392818347226?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116386392818347226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116386392818347226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116386392818347226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116386392818347226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/11/one-final-dance-with-him.html' title='One Final Dance With Him'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116381893264391715</id><published>2006-11-18T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T11:02:12.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Social Suicide</title><content type='html'>Returned to training, last night. I burst my strings. Luckily I brought extra rackets. :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it was really nice going back for trg, now I'm getting beaten left right centre, but getting back into shape. HAHA. I hope by the time it's time to leave for Msia I'll be ready. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, James said the funniest thing I've ever heard from him. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I've come to believe that National squash players have no life. So the only way to have life is to date someone within the team. Am I right? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA GOSH WHEN I HEARD IT I SWEAR I COULD HAVE JUST DROPPED DEAD LAUGHING. So i told him, no it's just weird.People will know somehow, even how discreet you make your relationship. It's NOT fun when people keep poking fun. hahaha ANYWAY we've all known each other since God knows when. I think when we were 9 years old? Childhood buddies already. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY enough about this. Coach was lecturing us, on our play, attitude and all.&lt;br /&gt;" ....... , James Nigel, okay ALL OF YOU."&lt;br /&gt;"The way you all play, I feel like giving you a forehand and backhand"&lt;br /&gt;Plus he said that so many times, it was just funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a crap entry. I'm going out now. BYE I can't wait for tues. Shu's bday and going out with the group ! :D HOORAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH Yihui had just convinced me that I've sealed my fate, by going to HCI. Shite man, I'm super scared. hahaha oh well, I refuse to speak chinese there. hurhur. Peace and I'm out ! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116381893264391715?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116381893264391715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116381893264391715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116381893264391715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116381893264391715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/11/social-suicide.html' title='Social Suicide'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116369990078379610</id><published>2006-11-17T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T10:59:47.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Malcolm Chai Jie Yin, Nice To Meet You.</title><content type='html'>bingho.. IMMORTALITY !! take it! ITS YOURS! says:&lt;br /&gt;i need coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bingho.. IMMORTALITY !! take it! ITS YOURS! says:&lt;br /&gt;ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥mylove says:&lt;br /&gt;hah RED BULLL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥mylove says:&lt;br /&gt;REDBULL GIVES YOU WINGS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bingho.. IMMORTALITY !! take it! ITS YOURS! says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bingho.. IMMORTALITY !! take it! ITS YOURS! says:&lt;br /&gt;but im flying without wings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bingho.. IMMORTALITY !! take it! ITS YOURS! says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥mylove says:&lt;br /&gt;AHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bingho.. IMMORTALITY !! take it! ITS YOURS! says:&lt;br /&gt;i think i say it best when i say nothing at all right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bingho.. IMMORTALITY !! take it! ITS YOURS! says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥mylove says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm the wind beneath your wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥mylove says:&lt;br /&gt;i mean NO WINGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥mylove says:&lt;br /&gt;OKAAY CRAP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bingho.. IMMORTALITY !! take it! ITS YOURS! says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥mylove says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA what's with all the song lyrics !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens in conversations 2AM in morning. Bing and I are planning to be a waiter and waitress respectively. :) and see who collects more tips. :) HURHUR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116369990078379610?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116369990078379610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116369990078379610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116369990078379610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116369990078379610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-malcolm-chai-jie-yin-nice-to.html' title='Hello Malcolm Chai Jie Yin, Nice To Meet You.'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116367723952969163</id><published>2006-11-16T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T11:36:57.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Talking About You. (Yul)</title><content type='html'>HAHAH omg I swear today was the funniest day I had in a long &lt;em&gt;looong&lt;/em&gt; time. Before Amath2, which I thought was a little tougher than paper1 but still alright, we were laughing away like mad. I mean seriously, it was as if all of us had ended our Os. HAHAHA I MISS THOSE CAREFREE TIMES. I think the whole school could hear us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms * makes my blood boil, she just adores keeping us back. B2 was NOT the noisiest class. Okay, maybe we were, but that's NOT the point. I was so pissed then la. Keep scolding us in front of the invigilators somemore. Okay, anger management Nic. :) Sorry I sound rather eccentric. And incoherent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amath was such a confidence booster. Till Chem came along, and burst my very happy bubble. URGH, but whatever. Now everybody say with me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;fontsize=&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Goodbye OLevels. Hello Freedom ! :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HURHUR I'M SUPER HIGH NOW. hahahhaahha I don't know why. Just now I was just super depressed/sad/disappointed/angry/pissed. Gosh, my moodswings are unbelievable. :D&lt;br /&gt;SUPPER WITH DARLING SENIOR LATER ON. hurhur. My love haha have fun in French class. AHEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, it's super weird now cos I have nothing to do. HAHA in the &lt;em&gt;past&lt;/em&gt; it was like rush home like wonderwoman and glue my butt to the seat and study, study and study evenmore. I guess what NatLim said is somewhat true afterall. She said that after the Os we would feel so empty. HAHA okay no I'm not feeling empty, I just don't know where to start. :) A LOT OF DIFFERENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, all the History girls. Tmr will be history in just a few hours. OMG LAME&lt;br /&gt;All the best anyway ! Thanks Natt for listening to me ramble and whine on the phone while you were supposed to be studying History. No thanks to Sam who called, and when I called back, didn't pick up. Big thanks to Bing who cheered me up hellalot, thanks for making me laugh at how loser&lt;em&gt;ish &lt;/em&gt;you were for Amath. :) It's all be fine alright, hahaha study hard for History and we can pool together. Love all of you. Okay, maybe except Sam. HAHAHA shut it nic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Natt picked up, the first thing she said was, " Shut up Nic."&lt;br /&gt;She thought I called her to gloat. OMG hahaha I'm not that mean please. :) I don't gloat over people's uh, misfortunes. OKAY CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh is going to Italy, Rome, Venice and Florence. haha I didn't even know there's a city called Florence. HAHA. He's leaving tonight, but he hasn't packed. FANTASTIC. Better buy something for me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FERANKIE AND ME TORE OUR ENTRYPROOF RIGHT AFTER THE CHEM PAPER. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GDBYE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/400/MGo6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116367723952969163?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116367723952969163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116367723952969163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116367723952969163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116367723952969163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-not-talking-about-you-yul.html' title='I&apos;m Not Talking About You. (Yul)'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116299683592536801</id><published>2006-11-08T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T18:44:01.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately: Running On Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;2nd-Literature &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;6th-Emath 1/ SS &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;8th-English1&amp;2 &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;9th-Geography2 &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;10th-Emath 2&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14th-Amath 1 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15th-Physics1&amp;amp;2 / Geography 1 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16th-Amath2 / Chemistry1&amp;2 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt; stressed. I'm just running on faith.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the joy of striking out the dates :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, received a "card of appreciation" from Natt today. It made me sad yet happy. :) Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"How we gush over hot guys. The humour. The eyes to each other. The * hates. And esp just the time I get with ya just talking, sharing and laughing. "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*CENSORSHIP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Natt I will always remember the times we had together. haha I really miss sitting next to you and all the laughter. And yes, the constant asking of you to "shut up" during Math. Hurhur. I MISS IT ALREADY. hahaha, not to mention the looks we give each other when uh, something happens. :) It's priceless. I tell you. Priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Nattpoo. ahaha :D I still remember the time when we were late for class, plus didn't get research done. * is horrible. That's why the hate is still growing. hahaha :) We're nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS, our biscuits are still on the table. The skivers are really innocent ! hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st-4th Dec - &lt;strong&gt;KL&lt;/strong&gt; Team Tournament&lt;br /&gt;After that I'm off to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bangkok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ! :D&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAY BABY, WHOOOOOOOO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, Goegraphy2 tmr. Goodluck all geog students. :) Knock em' dead&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116299683592536801?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116299683592536801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116299683592536801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116299683592536801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116299683592536801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/11/lately-running-on-faith.html' title='Lately: Running On Faith'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116280600022520648</id><published>2006-11-06T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T17:40:00.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Politically Incorrect</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;2nd-Literature&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;6th-Emath 1/ SS &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8th-English1&amp;2 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9th-Geography2 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10th-Emath 2 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14th-Amath 1 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15th-Physics1&amp;amp;2 / Geography 1 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16th-Amath2 / Chemistry1&amp;2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shu ! Thanks for strangling me today, ASS.  I've got something to tell you. :) Ask me in school. Say Mal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE SS FOREVER AND EVER, and ever ever, forever ever and ever ever.&lt;br /&gt;Nette, I finally know where we got that forever ever thing. It's from the song Diamonds Are Forever by Kanye West. :) I heard it on Joy's Nano. The time when she took mine back by accident ! :D Thanks for lunch ! Which I paid you back anyway. hahaha, I felt bad la super ex okay ! hahah :D lovelovelove you squishy friend. Don't be jealous. HAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I'm overjoyed ! Eventhough I have a blastered headache. I think I should get a CATscan soon. Okay, is that how it's spelled? haha but I should think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME FOR A NAPPY NAP NAP ! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116280600022520648?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116280600022520648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116280600022520648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116280600022520648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116280600022520648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/11/politically-incorrect.html' title='Politically Incorrect'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116270266822839360</id><published>2006-11-05T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T12:57:48.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gunpowder, Treason and Plot</title><content type='html'>Remember, remember the 5th of November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. "&lt;/strong&gt;  - V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply love V For Vendetta.&lt;br /&gt;" God is in the Rain "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, currently I've used up a whole box of tissuepaper. :( My nose is running like a tap, it's leaking. :( I did an Emath paper 1. :) It was difficult, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ernest Catch a Dylan song or some eclipse of the moon says:&lt;br /&gt;wanted to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ernest Catch a Dylan song or some eclipse of the moon says:&lt;br /&gt;i miss you at time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ernest Catch a Dylan song or some eclipse of the moon says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ernest Catch a Dylan song or some eclipse of the moon says:&lt;br /&gt;*times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Beautiful Awakening says:&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. reaally !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ernest Catch a Dylan song or some eclipse of the moon says:&lt;br /&gt;erm ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ernest Catch a Dylan song or some eclipse of the moon says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Beautiful Awakening says:&lt;br /&gt;haha as in msges? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ernest Catch a Dylan song or some eclipse of the moon says:&lt;br /&gt;just talking to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww, I miss you too Ernest. :) Now you're playing your ass off while I mug for Os. :(&lt;br /&gt;ying sui si yuan. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Beautiful Awakening says:&lt;br /&gt;ahh AHHHH i think i'm goign to die when i go to HCI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ernest Catch a Dylan song or some eclipse of the moon says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ernest Catch a Dylan song or some eclipse of the moon says:&lt;br /&gt;why?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ernest Catch a Dylan song or some eclipse of the moon says:&lt;br /&gt;cause i wont be there;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ernest Catch a Dylan song or some eclipse of the moon says:&lt;br /&gt;damn it you din tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ernest Catch a Dylan song or some eclipse of the moon says:&lt;br /&gt;you were dsaing to hci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ernest Catch a Dylan song or some eclipse of the moon says:&lt;br /&gt;or i wouldnt go rj!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Beautiful Awakening says:&lt;br /&gt;abah i thought you knew !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Beautiful Awakening says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, bad communication. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I hear my SS book calling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116270266822839360?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116270266822839360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116270266822839360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116270266822839360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116270266822839360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/11/gunpowder-treason-and-plot.html' title='Gunpowder, Treason and Plot'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116246745435879729</id><published>2006-11-02T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T19:37:34.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now He Thinks He's A Piece Of Bread</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;2nd-Literature&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6th-Emath 1/ SS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8th-English1&amp;2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9th-Geography2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10th-Emath 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;14th-Amath 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;15th-Physics1&amp;amp;2 / Geography 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;16th&lt;/span&gt;-Amath2 / Chemistry1&amp;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very best friend.&lt;br /&gt;Fred was kind, with good intent&lt;br /&gt;But just a little different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Fred,&lt;br /&gt;Momma dropped him on his head.&lt;br /&gt;Now he's not so bright, instead&lt;br /&gt;He's a little bit special.&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played tag, and he'd get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;I'd play "soldier", He'd eat dirt.&lt;br /&gt;I liked math and the spelling bee.&lt;br /&gt;Fred liked talking to a tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Fred,&lt;br /&gt;Momma dropped him on his head.&lt;br /&gt;Now she keeps him in the shed,&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz he's a little bit special.&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran track, hung out in malls.&lt;br /&gt;Fred ran head first into walls.&lt;br /&gt;I had girls, and lots of clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Fred had names for all his toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Fred,&lt;br /&gt;Momma dropped him on his head.&lt;br /&gt;Now he thinks he's a piece of bread,&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz he's a little bit special.&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day talking to Special Fred,&lt;br /&gt;He grabbed a brick and he swung at my head.&lt;br /&gt;And as he laughed at me that's when I knew&lt;br /&gt;That Special Fred just made me special too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I laugh as I count bugs.&lt;br /&gt;I give strangers great, big hugs.&lt;br /&gt;Next to me, Fred is fine.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, he's a f*king Einstein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Fred and me,&lt;br /&gt;Now we're not right in the head you see.&lt;br /&gt;Now we're not so bright intead&lt;br /&gt;We're a little bit special.&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit special.&lt;br /&gt;That bastard Fred made me special.&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit...special&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116246745435879729?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116246745435879729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116246745435879729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116246745435879729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116246745435879729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/11/now-he-thinks-hes-piece-of-bread.html' title='Now He Thinks He&apos;s A Piece Of Bread'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116243258397418651</id><published>2006-11-02T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T09:56:24.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I had friends whom I thought were true, but no one more true than you</title><content type='html'>Maybe that's the reason why I love You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, HOHOHO it's the morning of my Lit paper. :) I'm sure all the Lit girls have their brains full of Dr Stockmann, the Mayor, ratty Kiil, Horster and not to mention the "radicals" like Hovstad, Aslaksen and Billing. Oh, and the "solid majority" who "branded" the propagator of the truth "an Enemy of the People" and a "traitor".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The water is poisoned, poisoned, poisoned !"&lt;br /&gt;HURHUR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smell breakfast! haha alright. Goodluck everyone.&lt;br /&gt;This is such a crap entry. Oh yes, Physics prac, Chem prac down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today-Lit&lt;br /&gt;6th-Emath 1/ SS&lt;br /&gt;8th-English1&amp;2&lt;br /&gt;9th-Geography2&lt;br /&gt;10th-Emath 2&lt;br /&gt;14th-Amath 1&lt;br /&gt;15th-Physics1&amp;amp;2 / Geography 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;16th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-Amath2 / Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Hail The 16th ! The day of Liberation, which starts at about 6pm. Poof.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116243258397418651?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116243258397418651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116243258397418651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116243258397418651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116243258397418651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/11/now-i-had-friends-whom-i-thought-were.html' title='Now I had friends whom I thought were true, but no one more true than you'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116230154647160737</id><published>2006-10-31T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T21:35:04.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean Drama Obssesion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/1600/FAMILY%20TREE.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/400/FAMILY%20TREE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First let me start of with their Family Tree. I mean Royal Family. :) See, even Alfred is included ! :) That's the bear. Cutie's the only child. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOTTIE: Bottom Right&lt;/strong&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charming:Top Right !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute: Top Left&lt;br /&gt;No Comment: Bottom left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/400/HOT.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/400/GOONG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kim Jeong-Hoon :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/400/HOTTIE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/400/YUL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I've become an aunty, but proud of it ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See Nette, I feel like searching Youtube for the bloopers now. hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, Lit calls.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116230154647160737?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116230154647160737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116230154647160737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116230154647160737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116230154647160737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/10/korean-drama-obssesion.html' title='Korean Drama Obssesion'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116220905921865712</id><published>2006-10-30T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T19:50:59.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You Hear What I Hear?</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody, I'm currently in this stone state of mind from all the revision for prac. So pardon me if I don't make sense. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, HI RACHEL, the girl who secretly reads my blog, and only chose to disclose herself today. Hurhur don't you feel honoured with me addressing you personally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem prac tmr. Once again, goodluck everyone. I just love Chem practicals, I hope something like oxygen would come out and not horrendous pungent gas, ammonia. At this point in time I see a flying ant on my computer screen. It's quite dumb because it keeps flying into the screen. All futile attempts I must say. It's getting quite annoying, oh okay it's flown away. Poor thing must have gotten a concussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, some people had Chinese Os today. I saw Paper 1 and found it quite difficult! But maybe it's just because I haven't touched/read/written a single word of chinese since the Os. Anyway, I hope that Frankie, Ethel &amp; Nette get their desired results! :) So that their time would not have been wasted. OH YEAH, I'm suppoed to be Nette's witness. It was so horridly cold in the ME Lau Hall that her green veins on her hand turned purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do not wish to become human iceblocks, I strongly advise you to bring your jackets. Or if you are desperate cos you forgot, you could use your MGS Labcoat, like what Nic did. And no that's not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go for tuition, I'm glad I did. I feel enlightened :) And blessed. Moved tables and had a fruitful discussion. Now I'm wondering if I want to stop tuition. I feel it gives me assurance and what not. Okay, not my choice I guess. She said to me before I left : Be Blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, mummy just talked to me about tuition. I think I'm continuing. :) That means I have to msg Joash to ask him about the discussion days. Cos obviously I wasn't listening just now. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116220905921865712?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116220905921865712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116220905921865712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116220905921865712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116220905921865712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/10/can-you-hear-what-i-hear.html' title='Can You Hear What I Hear?'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116204699727803197</id><published>2006-10-28T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T19:05:47.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inaudible Melodies</title><content type='html'>boys speak in code. says:&lt;br /&gt;eh you kne tht day right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys speak in code. says:&lt;br /&gt;you send me the song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys speak in code. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys speak in code. says:&lt;br /&gt;i feel dem stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys speak in code. says:&lt;br /&gt;i kne why cnt hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll Realise That You Love Me, Yeah says:&lt;br /&gt;you never on speaker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll Realise That You Love Me, Yeah says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll Realise That You Love Me, Yeah says:&lt;br /&gt;okay that would be quite dumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys speak in code. says:&lt;br /&gt;uh. no. its cos i have no speakers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll Realise That You Love Me, Yeah says:&lt;br /&gt;OMMMMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll Realise That You Love Me, Yeah says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah just as stupidd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll Realise That You Love Me, Yeah says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys speak in code. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys speak in code. says:&lt;br /&gt;i realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys speak in code. says:&lt;br /&gt;i was like, eh. crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys speak in code. says:&lt;br /&gt;-crickets-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll Realise That You Love Me, Yeah says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is why I love Natt. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116204699727803197?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116204699727803197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116204699727803197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116204699727803197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116204699727803197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/10/inaudible-melodies.html' title='Inaudible Melodies'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116184750691985782</id><published>2006-10-26T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T15:25:06.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/1600/IMG_0702E.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/400/IMG_0702E.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks Mel, we can be EMOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Physics practicals, Ms * is such a biatch, and bias too.&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, I was trying to study mangroves in the LT just now. So i asked Mel Lee whether we need to know the different zones. So she said "Yeah roughly, one starts with A, one with R and one with.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went " Yeah and B too, Bitch. :)" HAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116184750691985782?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116184750691985782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116184750691985782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116184750691985782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116184750691985782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/10/thanks-mel-we-can-be-emoooooooo-i-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116177100197645360</id><published>2006-10-25T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T19:03:59.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"how you can do well for Os" Says Bryan</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dear Diary, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood: Apathetic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stop my breathing and slit my throat. I must be emo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH omg, that song is the best. Mel quick send it to me, why you go off so fast last night ! Great, the song's stuck in my head now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, what now. Oh yes, Physics Prac tmr. Hurhur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:48;"&gt;GOODLUCK PHYSICS STUDENTS ! Especially for extended question, if you don't know how to do, at least sketch a straight line graph. HAHAH okay, PRAY you know how to answer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the BIG Mini Fair today, to be honest I totally forgot about it. When I reached school I was like, Why are there balloons everywhere, and why are they blasting music?! They must have gone mad. Anyway, Mr Ling answered my questions and I went to walk around with Faith Mel Gina. Quite boring if you ask me, no match for the one we had in 2003. Wanted to crash the Haunted House. This bitch chased us out la, like hello you're talking to your seniors here. Lucky for you it was kinda dark and I didn't get close look at your face. HAHA okay I'm kidding. Oh yes, sorry Eunice if we got you into any trouble. Thanks for helping us. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, ended up walking around looknig at games and ate a fair bit of fishballs and otah. See, boring. Sam and HangFeng picked me up in a cab and scooted off to tuition. Sat there for like 15 mins looking at each other cos she was in her room. Hooray went through some practical stuff. I'm still freaking out here. To all, Pray and I mean &lt;strong&gt;PRAY&lt;/strong&gt;. Even if you put us to the test, we will do our best and leave God the rest. Ohh rhymes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wrote you a symphony, Just to say how much you mean to me. what would you do? ♥♡ says:&lt;br /&gt;i figured out a way to do well for o's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Said Hello says:&lt;br /&gt;ahah how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wrote you a symphony, Just to say how much you mean to me. what would you do? ♥♡ says:&lt;br /&gt;like since more points is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Said Hello says:&lt;br /&gt;share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wrote you a symphony, Just to say how much you mean to me. what would you do? ♥♡ says:&lt;br /&gt;get54 points!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Said Hello says:&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MORE POINTS LA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wrote you a symphony, Just to say how much you mean to me. what would you do? ♥♡ says:&lt;br /&gt;more=good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wrote you a symphony, Just to say how much you mean to me. what would you do? ♥♡ says:&lt;br /&gt;hhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wrote you a symphony, Just to say how much you mean to me. what would you do? ♥♡ says:&lt;br /&gt;54=SUPERRRRRR GENIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Said Hello says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaahahah loser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wrote you a symphony, Just to say how much you mean to me. what would you do? ♥♡ says:&lt;br /&gt;hahah what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wrote you a symphony, Just to say how much you mean to me. what would you do? ♥♡ says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha or or!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wrote you a symphony, Just to say how much you mean to me. what would you do? ♥♡ says:&lt;br /&gt;sign up for ALL the subjects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wrote you a symphony, Just to say how much you mean to me. what would you do? ♥♡ says:&lt;br /&gt;then dont turn up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wrote you a symphony, Just to say how much you mean to me. what would you do? ♥♡ says:&lt;br /&gt;then when you apply for a jobt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wrote you a symphony, Just to say how much you mean to me. what would you do? ♥♡ says:&lt;br /&gt;they;ll be like whoaa you took so many subjects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wrote you a symphony, Just to say how much you mean to me. what would you do? ♥♡ says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Said Hello says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah all UNGRADED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wrote you a symphony, Just to say how much you mean to me. what would you do? ♥♡ says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha no..absent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wrote you a symphony, Just to say how much you mean to me. what would you do? ♥♡ says:&lt;br /&gt;then you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wrote you a symphony, Just to say how much you mean to me. what would you do? ♥♡ says:&lt;br /&gt;aiyah. i was sick la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wrote you a symphony, Just to say how much you mean to me. what would you do? ♥♡ says:&lt;br /&gt;umm one more way! staple money on your paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is so full of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know Diary, sometimes I feel that you are the only one that gets me. You're my best friend. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel like tacos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS, I miss you Ping. We shall go shopping soon okay? And seek shelter from the rain in the phonebooth. love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116177100197645360?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116177100197645360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116177100197645360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116177100197645360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116177100197645360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/10/how-you-can-do-well-for-os-says-bryan.html' title='&quot;how you can do well for Os&quot; Says Bryan'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116167503012033289</id><published>2006-10-24T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T17:56:06.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Promises</title><content type='html'>Make this ride as fast as I can&lt;br /&gt;Tonight this road home feels a little longer&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know that you were my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I said goodbye, but I should have said more&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the best time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daphne Loves Derby. I love. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to study, again.&lt;br /&gt;I apologise for the lifeless entries. But my life is pretty much boring now. Really. Boring.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, not really, &lt;strong&gt;Peter Nicol(6th) vs Azlan Iskandar(16th)&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm not too sure if Peter's ranked 6th now, but he was World Number 1 for a really long time. A few years. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It was a really good exhibition match. :D Exciting and really entertaining. I was really into the game, I swear I could have jumped out of my seat like a million times. You can feel the adrenelin rush just by watching their match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It been a really long time since Kallang was so full of people, besides Asian Indi this June la.&lt;br /&gt;I told Jilly that Kallang was going to collapse soon. Hey, there are already cracks on the walls please.&lt;br /&gt;Dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my rackets autographed, along with a picture I took with him 2years ago. :) He still remembers me! OMG, he's still so charming as ever. :) I think he's 30something this year, he doesn't look a day over 26. Shook his hand and he said "Goodluck with your squash. :D" -melting. Okay la, Azlan is quite goodlooking too, I think he looks better with his fin hairstyle though. HAHAHA nuts. Mr Nicol, don't retire!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relative Velocity beckons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL TMR. I'm like going to school earlier and ealier. Gosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116167503012033289?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116167503012033289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116167503012033289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116167503012033289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116167503012033289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/10/broken-promises.html' title='Broken Promises'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116151901925022326</id><published>2006-10-22T19:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T20:10:19.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grass Is Greener On Our Side</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/200/21-10-06_1955.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha I think she's going to kill me for putting up this picture. :) I like.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My oh my, guess who I saw today! The model I saw in the newpapers, and proclaimed my eyecandy. &lt;strong&gt;KENJI&lt;/strong&gt;. OMGGAHHH I almost melted. So I messaged Ping right away, to tell her how goodlooking he is and how good his body is ! :) What a good day. If you are wondering who I'm talking about, just ask me and I'll show you a picture of him. I still can't believe my eyes man. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She asked why didn't I ask for his autograph. It was because I was in the car. :( And he was just walking pass the car, at Cine. Somemore my mymmy stil can go "Where where where?" isn't he obvious enough! The rest like shite. HAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think there's something seriously wrong with my head. It's throbbing like nobody's business. Darn migraine, I hate you. To the core. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay no Christmas Service tmr. The other parent doesn't wanna wake up to send me. Anyhow, I still have to take a bus to school at like 10ish tmr. :( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116151901925022326?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116151901925022326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116151901925022326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116151901925022326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116151901925022326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/10/grass-is-greener-on-our-side_22.html' title='The Grass Is Greener On Our Side'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116144234927466387</id><published>2006-10-21T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T22:52:29.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Should Know Who I Am By Now</title><content type='html'>I do, but I guess I still don't know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;You can be the sweet person who brightens up my day,&lt;br /&gt;or the secretive person who won't let me in on anything.&lt;br /&gt;I. Don't. Know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, it's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mummy's birthday&lt;/span&gt; tmr ! :) :D Which only means a whole day out.&lt;br /&gt;In other words, &lt;strong&gt;NO STUDYING WOULD BE DONE  !&lt;/strong&gt; Rejoice, I really do need the break.&lt;br /&gt;I still remember mummy saying how her best birthday present would be my good grades.&lt;br /&gt;I think I've let her down a lot of times though. Nevermind, this Os would be the greatest present of all. Hur hur, I'd like to think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, and I'm wondering why I'm still typing away at the com. Heck, everytime I look at my monsterous heap of books I don't even feel like studying. Thank God the exams are coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese translated, &lt;strong&gt;faster come faster go&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my brain was working really ssloowwwlyy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I. Mean.Slowly. Slowly.SLOWLY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems as though I had problems processing things, I took like forever to get through one page of Weathering from Geog.&lt;br /&gt;So I went to take a nap, and woke up with a terrible headache. I took a total of about 5 panadols last night and today, if I remembered correctly. Bloody haze. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should just build a giganormous vaccuum thing to suck up all the haze and blow it it back to Indonesia. Hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nats Colours was yesterday. Super boring. I didn't think it did much justice to my time, I should have brought books to revise. HAHA it's Nic the nerd speaking.&lt;br /&gt;Poor Andrew got sent home cos he totally forgot about the awards so he didn't have the proper shoes. What's their problem, I saw a few other awardees wearing sneakers as well, why could they collect their's onstage? So anyway, bananaring yellow and purple blazers are HAHAHA  nice don't you think? But I think MG's white is the most prominent. :) I will miss it. :) Ended up people-watching to pass my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hogged the dessert table, what's new?&lt;br /&gt;Hid in the ultra dark stairwell with Nana and HuiEr to scare Mel. I think her mummy did a good job, ahah pretending not to hear me knocking and banging on the door. With Nabilah putting her face at the small window on the door. Oh yes, with really messy letdown hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M GOING TO USE MY 50$ NUM VOUCHER TMR. :D SAY YAY !&lt;br /&gt;YAY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be going for Christmas service in school on &lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Or&lt;br /&gt;Tuition&lt;br /&gt;Kallang. The place I love to burn my fats and sweat like a waterfall. I mean training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I really can't wait for Os to be over. &lt;strong&gt;Team Tournament in KL 1st to 4th Dec&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;YAFOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How was I supposed to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You never told me what you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't read your mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And You never bothered to look inside of mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116144234927466387?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116144234927466387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116144234927466387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116144234927466387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116144234927466387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-should-know-who-i-am-by-now.html' title='I Should Know Who I Am By Now'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116118402607429256</id><published>2006-10-18T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T23:46:12.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Ever Wonder?</title><content type='html'>/Edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the beauty that is deeper, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Than eyes can merely see. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The closest thing to perfect. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But the furthest thing from me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried again today. I'm getting quite pissed with myself. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Nette's showing me a slideshow of her darling Went. Through her display picture.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we are busy swooning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;She's trying to make me as happy as she is. :) haha I think it's working !&lt;br /&gt;I like this pic. And no it's not of Went. It's taking so darn long to upload ! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/1600/Picture%20054.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/Picture%20054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;READY FOR WAR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm diagnosed with randomities. (: For today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116118402607429256?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116118402607429256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116118402607429256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116118402607429256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116118402607429256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/10/do-you-ever-wonder.html' title='Do You Ever Wonder?'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116075824739350649</id><published>2006-10-13T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T00:50:47.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parting Words</title><content type='html'>Okay I know I said that my previous post would be my last entry till after Os.&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't resist it. There's just so many things I want to say. Some things which I suddenly have the urge to express. Yes, it's because today was the Last Day of school. My short, yet extremely memorable, four years in MG officially ends today. But I'm certain that in my heart, it would never ever end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can take a girl out of MG, but you can never take MG out of the girl.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such strong bonded friendships and love displayed everywhere, I'm surely going to miss. The friends I made have definitely made an impact in my life, be it big or small, they have influenced me and made me the person I am today. (Good or bad, you choose la. :) ) I JUST LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was an emotional rollercoaster, I felt every single emotion one can ever feel. During free period, we were taking pictures and making merry like we always do. But today was a bit different, I don't know but I just felt it. It was as though we were trying our very best to enjoy each others company one last time before we embark on our Olevels. Or rather that's what I felt. I wanted to make every moment count, and not let it slip past me just like THAT. Okay I'm starting to sound, very unlike me. I'm going to start crying soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baccalaureate Service&lt;/strong&gt; was the ultimate. No words can describe the way I felt during that short one and a half hours. Okay, read Nette blog for some infomation on it. The part where I saw her crying and started to tear myself. :'( Actually it's all Ms Teo's fault, she created a chain effect. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who compares to you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who set the stars in their place?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You who calmed the raging seas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That came crashing over me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the 9 of you who have constantly spiced up my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I only got to know like almost ALL of you in Sec3, I can never express how much you guys mean to me. Each and everyone of you ! I LOVE EVERYONE OF YOU SO MUCH. Thanks for being such dependable/reliable/trusty/lovable/crazy friends. I will never forget you guys. Even till we are old and wrinkled we must still keep in touch alright ! I think we felt that bond today, when we were standing ourside the canteen. Just before we went seperate ways ( to tuition or hci or stay in school), we just started sobbing and hugging each other. I just want to say that every moment spent with you guys is special and it will remain a fond memory which I can fal back on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With reference to recent events (oh shit too much ss), I especially want to thank a few of you , Nette Ethel Joy. Thanks for guilding me when I lost my sense of direction, in you guys know what, and you know just felt lost. :) I LOVE YOU. All the encouragement and assurance really helped me a lot. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all of you again, good luck for Os. Remember that we are just a mesasge or a call away okay? Okay or even a bus away. I'll miss everyone of you, till me meet again outside the ME Lau Hall. GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Memories playing like a film without sound.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to school after HCI OpenHouse. Went back to clear stuff and chuck them in the locker, but part of me wanted to go back cos I felt like it. I knew Ethel and Nette would be studying their ass off in the canteen, so I decided to pop by. :) At the same time I took a trip around the school, alone. I wanted to take everything in. I'm surely going to miss running around the 300m track. And how we always try to hide from Mrs Kuan's watchful eye just to get away from running 2 rounds.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Such slackers, no? Fond memories. :) Many more where that came from !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You gave me something.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I only waited for the very last day of school. I feel terrible but yes. I'll miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY I'M DONE WITH THIS ENTRY FULLSTOP BEFORE I START CRYING. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/IMG_0718.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stars of 4B2.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/10%20of%20us..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:45;"&gt; Goodnight World. &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/15353939-116075824739350649?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116075824739350649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116075824739350649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116075824739350649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116075824739350649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/10/parting-words.html' title='Parting Words'/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116056388890739585</id><published>2006-10-11T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T18:51:28.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Waiting on an angel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One to carry me home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope you come to see me soon, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I don't want to go alone, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to go alone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben Harper just moves me. He pulls on my heart strings. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Big Os are inching nearer. This should be my last entry, if I can restrain myself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I shall be back on the &lt;span style="font-size:30;"&gt;16th of November&lt;/span&gt; ! Now that seems rather far away. :'(&lt;br /&gt;Just hang on everyone, I know it's difficult watching the other levels enjoying their FREEDOM since it's the last day of their EOYs. It's the last stretch and we can play harder after the stupid Os ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so study hard but don't forget to rest well and beware of the haze !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/IMG_0768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sweet. Don't we look like we're on tv? :) NettePING squishWong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;"&gt;Au r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;"&gt;evoir&lt;/span&gt;  for now !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks Nigel. Teach me soon, promise? :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116056388890739585?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116056388890739585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116056388890739585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116056388890739585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116056388890739585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/10/waiting-on-angel-one-to-carry-me-home.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116038997706788028</id><published>2006-10-09T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T19:18:54.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay I've got the full thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY THEY ARE FRIENDS,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because &lt;/strong&gt;they smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; they understand just by looking into your eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;they know you better than you know yourself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;with them you aren't afraid to be yourself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you can say something stupid&lt;/em&gt; or expose your deepest secrets to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;everything you do together becomes a memory.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because&lt;/strong&gt; you don't need to do something special to have fun, fun just happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;you don't need to explain anything, they just know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; they tell you the truth no matter how much you'd rather not hear it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because&lt;/strong&gt; they would do anything for you and get you out of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because &lt;/strong&gt;they &lt;em&gt;make you laugh harder than anyone&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because&lt;/strong&gt; they are not afraid to put themselves on the line for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;you can trust them&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because&lt;/strong&gt; they believe in your dreams, no matter how silly they may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;they dry your tears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;you are good enough when you are with them&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;they love you for who you really are&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay those in italics are those with i feel are especially true. Which is pretty&lt;br /&gt;much everything. :) ALMOST. hahaha, for the part where &lt;em&gt;you can say something &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stupid&lt;/em&gt;, I said the stupidest thing just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was on the phone, talking to Sam, kinda pestering him to get me sushi for tuition cos I was still in school. And for whatever reason I don't know, I just started searching my pocket and looking around. Then I asked Natt, &lt;strong&gt;" EH, WHERE'S MY PHONE?!"&lt;/strong&gt; Like OMG&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; I've never ever done something so retarded in my life. haha okay maybe just a few other times. :) I'm getting muddle-headed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, Joy made me &lt;em&gt;laugh harder than anyone&lt;/em&gt; else did today. She took a picture of me and she went to superimpose a picture of the stupid old woman from the chapter ACIDS BASES AND SALTS, in the shape of a heart, and put it next to my face. She even set it as my wallpaper please. Plus, the ahem video is very entertaining. Second time watching and I still find it hilarious. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, in the morning Ger and Joy were like kinda late for assembly. so they were rushing like mad dogs la. Seriously, but they got into line just on time. Ger was panting like nobody's business. Let's see, I was standing right in front of her. HAHAHA, she started hyperventilating cos I think she was trying to control her breathing, whatever la. But Nette and I were laughing so hard. It's so difficult to control laughter, poor Ger she must have felt like she's going to drop dead and die, from the breathlessness and the stifling of laughter. :) The funniest part was,&lt;br /&gt;she SNORTED. You could just see Nette and I shaking from behind. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the last week of school. Officially. Let all the "politics" go away, it's suffocating me.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, does anyone know how to put the comments thing at the end of every post?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, if you do please let me know on MSN. You guys should know my MSN. :)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work calls. I can just feel those As calling out to me to grab them. :)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH, yeah right Nic.&lt;br /&gt;WORK + MORE WORK = A VERY STRESSED NIC&lt;br /&gt;Or all work and no play makes Nic a very dull girl. AH WHATEVF. hahahahahah (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting my nonsensical rambling. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, PING I've got an adventure to tell you tmr. :D My brother told me. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:36;"&gt;GOODBYE ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116038997706788028?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116038997706788028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116038997706788028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116038997706788028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116038997706788028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/10/okay-ive-got-full-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116018666596485647</id><published>2006-10-07T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T10:04:25.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/29NgBfM8hKo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/29NgBfM8hKo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It so good, it gave me goosebumps. (:&lt;br /&gt;I believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116018666596485647?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116018666596485647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116018666596485647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116018666596485647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116018666596485647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/10/it-so-good-it-gave-me-goosebumps.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-116013947236304595</id><published>2006-10-06T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T21:00:57.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was the second longest day I've stayed in school for this year. :) It was fun, the whole&lt;br /&gt;day, not just after school. (: Anyway, I'll skip most of the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AFTER SCHOOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natt Joy and I went over to CHEERS to have cup noodles ! :) Cos Et and Nette had Chinese lesson so yes, we went to eat first. Sat on the floor as usual, gosh I'm so going to miss that when we leave MG. That's one thing I'll miss, out of a lot of things that I WON'T miss. Right? Anyway, I'm starting to not know what I'm talking about. Okay, yes when we were seated on the floor happily with our noodles, this couple came into ESSO and they wanted to use the ATM machine(haha JOY !), so we automatically moved away to create space for them la. BUT the MAN said to the WOMAN in cantonese that we were blocking the way. Then I told Natt, quite loudly, that "I CAN UNDERSTAND". The guy shut up after that. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought &lt;strong&gt;Jolly Shandy&lt;/strong&gt; and we walked back to school. HAHAHA we were talking about being high on like 0.5% of alcohol. HAHAHA But in the end we got high because of the continuous laughing all the way from CHEERS, up the slope and back to school. I love those 2 retarded butterflies. (inside joke! haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very accomplished. haha finished FOUR CHAPTERS of Chem in school today. Did TYS !&lt;br /&gt;(: As Mrs Low would say: TYS is my bestfriend. :) But not for long, it'll be out of the window in&lt;br /&gt;a few weeks time. Now that would be killer litter wouldn't it? AHHWELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nonstop studying from about 230 to 7. Okay maybe some breaks here and there to cam whore and talk a bit. But I swear it was just a bit. (: Shall uplaod the crazy and random&lt;br /&gt;pictures when I get them from Natt. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONFESSIONS CONFESSIONS &lt;span style="font-size:24;"&gt;CONFESSIONS&lt;/span&gt; Hmmm. hahaha, another inside thing. And no Nette, you are not stupid, you're INTELLIGENT. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nette was feeling all artistic and she started drawing all over my hand. hahaha. Or rather, handS. quite cute la, I love my toothless looking fish. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and dear JLING took my Ipod home by mistake ! So now I have hers. haha, that dodo bird. But don't worry I shall help you upload good songs, since you keep complaining you have no nice songs ! hahaha, you kept using mine as a result. The first song I'm goign to upload is I BELIEVE. :) hahaha, cos you just love that song,right?! :) You must have taken my Nano on purpose ! No I'm kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTIME I LISTEN TO &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INTO THE OCEAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; BY BLUE OCTOBER IT REMINDS ME OF LYNETTE WONG ZHIMIN. :) My squishy friend, and my dearest Ping ! (: The Adventures&lt;br /&gt;Of Ping and Pong. I must say we mimic them quite well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I can't seem to upload photos. Another time then. My mummy is asking me to study again, obviously she's blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:24;"&gt;Goodnight World (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-116013947236304595?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/116013947236304595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=116013947236304595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116013947236304595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/116013947236304595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-was-second-longest-day-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115995683143020892</id><published>2006-10-04T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T18:13:51.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;WHY THEY ARE FRIENDS,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because they accept you for who you are.&lt;br /&gt;               you laugh the hardest when you are with them.&lt;br /&gt;               you can do the stupidest things with them.&lt;br /&gt;               there is no need not do anything special with them, every moment with them is special.&lt;br /&gt;               they are willing to put everything on the line to get you out of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;               they believe in your dreams, no matter how silly they are.&lt;br /&gt;               you are not afraid to be who you are when you are with them.&lt;br /&gt;               you can share your deepest secrets with them.&lt;br /&gt;               they tell you the truth no matter how difficult is it.&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;em&gt;they dry up your tears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Grace. After reading that, I couldn't stop smiling throughout Physics, and even through the day. :) Of course there are like many more, but I have a short memory so yes. that's all I remember. HAHA,I think it goes something like that. :) I swear I'm going to steal your Science pad soon. HAHAHAHHAHA. Bubbletoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had FREE PERIOD today. Mrs Low wasn't here, so we ended up talking and comparing everything from results, to height, to weight. As&lt;br /&gt;you can see, we got back &lt;strong&gt;report books&lt;/strong&gt; today. :) Had a good time laughing and skiving with Nette, Joy Natt. and ferankie, mich shi and halk were there too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry Nette, you have till like 9+pm at night. FRET NOT ! AHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I've got to finish my English work, which I have yet to get started on.&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll do Physics. Yes I'll do just that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115995683143020892?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115995683143020892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115995683143020892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115995683143020892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115995683143020892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/10/why-they-are-friends-because-they.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115978613037963272</id><published>2006-10-02T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T19:06:53.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm getting the &lt;strong&gt;jitterbugs&lt;/strong&gt;. :( I'm feeling really insecure for my chem, and physics.&lt;br /&gt;But physics is quite normal. Oh gosh, I'm going to pay more attention to these two subjects.&lt;br /&gt;I BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to start studying CHEMISTRY at 7pm all the way to 10pm. Talk about hardcore.&lt;br /&gt;And tmr I'm going to track Ms Or down, to get some physics done before i head for amath tuition. GOSH, I have turned into a nerd. :( But fret not, as I told James, I'll revert after the darn Os are over. :)&lt;br /&gt;Yes, so that sciences revision for thes 2 days. :) I feel much better just planning it. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I'm not going to neglect my Humanities and what nots. I'll fix time in for that, somehow. ANYWAY, Ms Teo didn't come to school today. She made me rush through my lit&lt;br /&gt;hw like a mad woman. I kept complaining to my mummy about how much I have left. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, had a good time with Et Halk and Natt during that ONE AND A HALF HOURS.&lt;br /&gt;We tried hidding in the library when Mrs Tan(the librarian, I think that's her name) wanted to close the library and go for lunch. We failed miserably. I'm so scared of her now, ahahah&lt;br /&gt;cos she kept finding us where ever we went, and I think she was quite annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;But who cares la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave Grace a new nickname. HAHA. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUBBLETOES&lt;/span&gt;. :) Something like the song.&lt;br /&gt;hahah, it's stupid how it came about. I shall have dinner and start my hardcore revision! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YAFOOOOOH&lt;/span&gt; ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yes, I think I'm going to wear slippers to school tmr. hahah cos, I have a blister on&lt;br /&gt;each of my foot. OUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/IMG_0829.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ferankie Natt Nic&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't let go, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;No I can't let go of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're holding me back without even trying to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't let go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't move on from the past&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without lifting a finger you're holding me back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115978613037963272?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115978613037963272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115978613037963272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115978613037963272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115978613037963272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-getting-jitterbugs.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115952902614525902</id><published>2006-09-29T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T19:09:22.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Our separate paths will lead us&lt;br /&gt;Different ways&lt;br /&gt;But the care remains&lt;br /&gt;It will always stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I need from you&lt;br /&gt;That's honesty&lt;br /&gt;Please never lie to me&lt;br /&gt;That's what &lt;s&gt;she&lt;/s&gt; said to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure is that&lt;br /&gt;I will be true&lt;br /&gt;In everything I do&lt;br /&gt;That's what I've learned from &lt;s&gt;you&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; Shu, though you made me SLAM into the lockers today, you will always be my friend. You should know I'm not that petty right ! HAHA your msg is so so hilarious la. When I read it I was like "HUH". :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; Joy, studying when you today was super funny. From free period to outside the staffroom to the library. AND NEXT IS FRIDAY PROJECT CARE. HAHAHAHAHAH, "But ___ everywhere!!" hahahahah and "Tuesday is HOT." Don't worry, for the column under SNACKS/REFRESHMENTS , I wrote &lt;strong&gt;YES !&lt;/strong&gt; extremely big so they won't miss it. hahaha. Oh dear, I always do stupid things when I'm with you. WE SHALL SING COUNTRY ROAD TOGETHER AGAIN, ON THE BUS. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:')&lt;/span&gt; A week closer to Os, a week closer to Freedom. Hang in there SecFours, we're all in this together. We have Project Care on the way !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115952902614525902?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115952902614525902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115952902614525902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115952902614525902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115952902614525902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/09/our-separate-paths-will-lead-us.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115942929117158774</id><published>2006-09-28T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T19:10:07.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am I doing the right thing? What I need now is my squishy friend to be that voice in my head. AH WELL. She's really &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; good at it.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I should think and link stuff like a "mind-map". HURHUR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank God It's Friday. TMR. :)&lt;/strong&gt; All the ONE AND A HALF HOUR revision sessions are so so draining. I think I'll have to stay back to ask Mr Ling questions tmr. BOO. yes, Project Care sounds nice. Don't listen to me, my mind is is cluttered with thoughts right now, I can't seem to express myself. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sat next to Ger and Joy for English. That explains to continuous laughter and repeated creaking sound of the swivel chair going up and down. I was seated so high up, my feet couldn't even touch the floor. Yes, I'm short I know. Anyway, I digress. At one point Joy and my chair was like damn high, then Ms Teo started to be annoyed with someone and she became quite pissy la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I went, "I think it's time to go down." and so I slowly lowered myself, in case she sees me and attacks me instead. Joy couldn't stop laughing la. She was the one who kept saying"Retreat, RETREAT !" Now you tell me who's the retarded one?! Joy, you should go stand next to the retarded-looking tree at KAP. Sitting next to Ger was funny too, I miss Sec3, when I sat next to her. Behind Joy and Ethel. SOHtong ball, cheese LING, samosa LIM and prata CHUA. Don't ask me how those names came about. I think cos we were using masking tape to make weird shapes. BAHH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115942929117158774?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115942929117158774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115942929117158774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115942929117158774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115942929117158774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/09/am-i-doing-right-thing-what-i-need-now.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115927787725935886</id><published>2006-09-26T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T22:56:42.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LYNETTE WONG ZHI MIN&lt;/span&gt;, your testimonial is so nonsensical, I'm not even going to write you one back. hahah actually to other people it may look like a whole lot of rubbish but I know exactly what you are trying to say ! So am I smart or what. (: Hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, &lt;strong&gt;really &lt;/strong&gt;getting back report books tmr. SHOULD BE LA. They said on the paper.&lt;br /&gt;Okay whatever, I don't even care. HCI here I come, gladly for once. Right,Nette? I'll still go crash you guys at AC though, you guys etter not ostracise me OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a permanent neck ache from studying too much, bad posture I suppose. (But how good can our posture get when we ACTUALLY study?) My neck feels so stiff it's like I'm wearing a freaking brace around it please. BAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell today, really hard. I literally flew before I hit the ground. Okay random.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling very hungry, I have so many things on my mind I'm getting really jumbled up dreams almost every other night. It's like really&lt;em&gt; rojak&lt;/em&gt;. BAD DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh yes, talking about dreams. Joy's had the most hilarious dream EVER. She dreamt that Natt, me, MY BROTHER and herself were going to some island (I can't rmb the name) for holiday, DURING SCHOOL HOURS?! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;She has never seen my brother before.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My brother could drive ! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Natt said she didn't need a lift cos she's staying &lt;strong&gt;closer to the border&lt;/strong&gt; and she can just &lt;strong&gt;swim over&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We were afraid to of the sharks, so we decided to swim at night so they sharks would not be able see us. HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO JOY LING, the one with the "spastic brain" (quote Mr Ling.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M BRINGING SEXY BACK.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115927787725935886?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115927787725935886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115927787725935886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115927787725935886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115927787725935886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/09/lynette-wong-zhi-min-your-testimonial.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115909224545734820</id><published>2006-09-24T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T18:04:05.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not angry, I'm disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Getting back report books tmr, I think. Hooray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it's alright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah, I'll be fine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't worry about this heart of mine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just, take your love and hit the road&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause nothing you can do or say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're gonna break my heart anyway&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So just leave the pieces when you go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115909224545734820?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115909224545734820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115909224545734820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115909224545734820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115909224545734820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-not-angry-im-disappointed.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115894009424875202</id><published>2006-09-22T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T18:05:48.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just make sure every time you choose, your heart is in agreement&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;says Friendster Horoscope.&lt;br /&gt;Some things I said today, my heart wasn't really agreeing. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was Wonderwoman today. Came home from school, bathed and changed for Zone Colours. Scooted down to HCI(my future school, HAHA). Met quite a few people, but I was rather bored cos I was like the only squash person who got 4th award. boo, and I wasn't exactly very happy so double boo.&lt;br /&gt;Messaged &lt;strong&gt;Shu&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Jilly&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Nette&lt;/strong&gt;. hahaah, yes during the ceremony. Shu was seated like far far FAR away from me, we were playing iSpy. :) Ranted to Trusty Nette and talked "politics" with Jilly. ANYWAY I have ZERO idea what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left right(hahaha) after I got my award. Didn't stay to take the TeamMGS photo. Rushed like a mad woman, went home to change and prepare and off I went for the Coach Recognition Award 2006. hahaha. I'm pooped now, I can't even keep my eyes open. So pardon my spelling mistakes if I have any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/IMG_0899.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I like this photo. :) I have fat arms though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where Trouble Melts Like Lemon Drops, That's Where You'll Find Me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/IMG_0873.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dont forget who is taking you home, and in who's arms you're gonna be. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Darling ,Save The Last Dance For Me.&lt;/strong&gt; Sweet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOODNIGHT WORLD. &lt;3&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/15353939-115894009424875202?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115894009424875202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115894009424875202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115894009424875202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115894009424875202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/09/just-make-sure-every-time-you-choose.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115882306181847399</id><published>2006-09-21T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T15:17:41.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ryCTIigaloQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ryCTIigaloQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only&lt;em&gt; imagine&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt really great today. :) Oh and yes, say yay for moderation. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115882306181847399?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115882306181847399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115882306181847399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115882306181847399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115882306181847399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-can-only-imagine.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115874837186017088</id><published>2006-09-20T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T19:07:48.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I wish you were a stranger I could disengage;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks &lt;strong&gt;_______&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;___&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;_____&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm not sure if I should type your names here. hahah kinda sensitive. But I'm sure 3 of you know who you are and the&lt;em&gt; thing&lt;/em&gt; I'm refering to. :) Thanks &lt;strong&gt;friends&lt;/strong&gt;. I guess I've just wasted my precious time and effort, but I'm fine now. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is my current phone wallpaper. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/1600/5421_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/5421_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Cos obviously &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; don't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHATEVF&lt;/span&gt;. hahah Natt !! How ever you spell it la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, whatever. KAPed with Joy, Natt Ger and Halk after school. Joy made the huge leaf smack my face la. Cos she pushed it out of her way and it sprung back. I was walking behind her. Fantastic. She also showed me some video that made me laugh real hard. You've just gotta be there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"FCUK YOU!" screams an old lady. HHAAHAHHAHAHAHA. (I didn't say any vulgarities.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We devised a plan to eat sushi in Macs, but in the end we just ate it quite openly. Stan came to pick Joy up, so left the 4 of us. So many retardedly funny things happened, from weird green fluff stuck in the sushi, to the woman who looks perpetually shocked. Like seriously, we are goign to get rock hard ABS soon. Relived the old times of Sec2 Adventure Camp and shared experiences in OBS, cos Natt and Ger didn't go. Halk and I went at different times. We have conluded that Joy is a jinx. HAHA OOPS. Cos in Sec2 Camp Ger said Joy and Alecia's kayak got super close to the kelongs that the dog almost jumped on them. And then I recalled that happened to me during OBS. &lt;strong&gt;JOY WAS MY PARTNER.&lt;/strong&gt; Suddenly it all made sense. HAHAHA. I just love my &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;true&lt;/span&gt; friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went for tuition. I sent and changed Sam's wallpaper to Boys Can't Do Laundry. I made him promise not to change it back, and he reluctantly agreed. HAHA but he still agreed anyhow.Cleared Physics questions, I'm still thinking if I should just give Physics up. Aiya but I can't live with a freaking FAIL in Physics in the Olevel Result Slip. So I think I'll just study for it. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Going to sweat it out later at the gym, and move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/1600/IMG_0740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/IMG_0740.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AHHA !!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; :D All of us look sp weird here, but heck it. See each other through ups and downs, that's what &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; friends are for! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115874837186017088?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115874837186017088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115874837186017088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115874837186017088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115874837186017088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-wish-you-were-stranger-i-could.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115849585417982117</id><published>2006-09-17T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T20:26:13.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;kenneth. how nice! says:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let that somebody be me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kenneth. how nice! says:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding my MSN Personal Message. :)&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth I miss you! We should just sit at KAP one day and talk til the cows come home. Since it's so close to Ngee Ann and MG. (: I hope everything is going well for you over there. :) I see you have alot of new clothes! HAHA " Poly need alot of clothes." :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just made me realise it's&lt;strong&gt; FIVE MORE WEEKS TO Os&lt;/strong&gt;. DIE DIE DIEEEE. Getting back results tmr. hahaha, wish me loads of luck. (: All the best to the rest of the sec4s . :) I miss Longest Day. Can we have another one after the Exams? HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rnxUg2rXzW8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rnxUg2rXzW8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115849585417982117?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115849585417982117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115849585417982117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115849585417982117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115849585417982117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/09/kenneth.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115841133248618618</id><published>2006-09-16T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T20:55:32.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just noticed how much we have changed. &lt;strong&gt;Fong, Shu, Xin&lt;/strong&gt; and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/XLnictineshu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/IMG_0828.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEC2-SEC4. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's time to start studying again. I know it cos I hear my mummy grumbling away. :'( Oh and yes, the only person I didn't take a pic with yesterday was &lt;strong&gt;Mel&lt;/strong&gt;. Boo, but nvm la. HAHAHAHAHHA. Okay it's SS time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115841133248618618?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115841133248618618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115841133248618618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115841133248618618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115841133248618618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-just-noticed-how-much-we-have.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115833894144163123</id><published>2006-09-15T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T20:47:49.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright I'm back, from not updating properly. :) Anyway, I'm really tired but I'm not intending to sleep anytime soon. Cos I just had Maccers for supper, I don't wanna grow FAT so I'll let the food digest a little first. :) That why I'm here ! :) Okay excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NewsFlash: LONGEST DAY. Although it was raining, we din't let the rain dampen our spirits. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Headlines:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frankie&lt;/strong&gt; and I had a flour fight. She started it when she flipped the whole plate of flour onto me. :( So I accidentally made her breathe in flour. HAHA, sorry Ferankie!! It was unintentional. :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frankie&lt;/strong&gt; and I rolled ourself silly on mats covered with soapy water and very disgusting grass. It was fun nonetheless. :) I went like 43761827501478236509 times la. :) Even went to crash the other group's mat, was going to race Judd, but they wanted to start another game. :'( BOO. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was being nice and all AS USUAL when I saw &lt;strong&gt;Shu&lt;/strong&gt; cos I haven't seen her all day. ( No actually I talke to her after assembly about some stuff, but that's not the point.) So I went to give her a BIG warm hug, and guess what. &lt;strong&gt;My darling Shu smashed an egg on my neck.&lt;/strong&gt; Like wtf?! It smelt so so bad. hahahahaahaha, I still love her though. :) "No matter what you do, I'll always love you. &lt;3"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paint war was crazy. I was attacked left right centre. Up down diagonal. :( But I managed to dodge &lt;strong&gt;Joy&lt;/strong&gt;'s bomb and catch &lt;strong&gt;Halk&lt;/strong&gt;'s bomb. HAHAHA, &lt;strong&gt;Ger&lt;/strong&gt; slugged me wth paint though, right on my face. :( After a lot of screaming later, we finally made our way for the mass game.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SHOWER TIME. :) It was fun too. hahahahahah it was just &lt;strong&gt;Natt&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Ethel&lt;/strong&gt; and myself in one toilet, so we just kinda stripped. HAHA. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OKAY TOOK ALOT ALOT ALOT OF PHOTOS. :) I'll upload some late.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;" NO MORE MATH HOMEWORK" says &lt;strong&gt;Mr Ling&lt;/strong&gt;. We've got a video, so he cannot squirm his way out. We have the evidence! :) I love playing Follow The Leader. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lynette&lt;/strong&gt; and I were trying to outdo the mic, of which the possibility of doing so was probably 1/3456034756146. It wasn't singing, it was more like shouting. " You have turned, my mourning into dancing !" I still feel like turing around and around and around. :) Okay, I'm going to lose my voice soon. Bummer. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our item was kinda short, but I think it's retardedly funny. Our kind of humour. It's kind of our signature style. HAHA. To all the other sec 4 classes: You guys did a fantastic job. Especially B3, since they practised so hard. :) I love the song. HAHHA&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WELL DONE LONGEST DAY COMM ! :')&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh man, B2 was really so bonded today, we just enjoyed each others company and did what we do best. GO BANANAS and have fun. I'm really giong to miss MG and everything and everyone to bits when it;s finally time to leave. But at least I have these wonderful memories to fall back on. B2o5o6 will always have a special place in my heart, I love every single on of you guys. :) Ahh well, It's time to get back into the MUGGER/NERD mode yeah? It's the final lap, the finshing line is near. GO B2BANANAS !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have some random thoughts now. I need to lose weight. I just remembered I have to wake up early tmr. :( We are getting back results on Monday, horror of Horrors. I need to pee. I think that my mom is going to throw away the tee I wore today, cos it's all stained with multicoloured paint. :'( I shall stop her. HAHA. I'm still quite bloated. That means I can't sleep yet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SING ! DADADADADA DEEDADA . &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/IMG_0842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A little less conversation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A LITTLE MORE ACTION PLEASE. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/IMG_0843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/IMG_0853.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Shu and I Love You. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OKAY I'M GOING TO SLEEP NOW GDNIGHT&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115833894144163123?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115833894144163123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115833894144163123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115833894144163123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115833894144163123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/09/alright-im-back-from-not-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115806076146992110</id><published>2006-09-12T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T19:32:41.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm in a shitty mood.&lt;br /&gt;VERY VERY BAD MOOD.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I get so annoyed and frustrated over results. :'(&lt;br /&gt;Heck it, I'll just have to work even harder for the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG Os&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drank like&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 5&lt;/span&gt; cups of water in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; mins during tuition . You can ask Sheril. I'm so bloated now, I'm going to get water retention. :) HAHA. Talked about Longest Day, and the rehearsals. hahaha. What's up with the chairs !! hahaha so cute, she's having muscle aches now from uh, moving chairs around?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had a really good laugh today over the Jackson House Comm photos. Or rather we got spooked out by the faded and distant image of one of the teachers. HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA I still feel like bursting out in laughter at the very thought of it. Ger is the best, laugh until she started rolling on the floor. During the going through of Physics paper, I couldn't stop the very frequent giggles and sniggers everytime I looked at _____. How ghostly. :') &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've got to buy Nette cotton Candy tmr. :) Cos she wants it. BOOO I told you she likes to bully me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh yes, I remember now. I heard about the groupings for Longest Day ! It's so dumb, the whole class is like separated into 2? I mean what's the point, I want to spend the whole day with my class. :( Like hello, isn't that the entire point of Longest Day? But I guess they want us to bond with the rest of the level, in just one day, I honestly think there's not going to be any difference. Well, I'll try anyway. HAHA&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/IMG_0731.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;NIC ETHEL NETTE. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115806076146992110?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115806076146992110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115806076146992110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115806076146992110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115806076146992110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-in-shitty-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115794132240929324</id><published>2006-09-11T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T10:22:02.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLY AFTER MILLION OF YEARS&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE CHUA'S BLOG FINALLY UPLOADS.&lt;br /&gt;haha in case you were wondering nic doesnt really sound like herself&lt;br /&gt;ITS COS IM NOT HER !&lt;br /&gt;haha &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NETTE TAKING OVER THE WORLD HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nic is frightfully BORING.&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;hahaha and she just cheated, and she came to see what i was blogging&lt;br /&gt;HAHA okay&lt;br /&gt;SQUISHY FRIEND ! :D&lt;br /&gt;do you know i have a friend who calls me squishy too.&lt;br /&gt;HOW IRRITATING RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;and he meant it in a TEDDY BEAR WAY.&lt;br /&gt;in other words&lt;br /&gt;it meant&lt;br /&gt;IM FAT.&lt;br /&gt;horrors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIC IM COLD&lt;br /&gt;AND BORED&lt;br /&gt;i want to play with your cam&lt;br /&gt;BUT ITS LOW BATT&lt;br /&gt;can i NOT care and just play with it ? i think i shld ;D&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im updating so long !&lt;br /&gt;hahah longer than you&lt;br /&gt;you lousy girl&lt;br /&gt;LOUSY&lt;br /&gt;:D rmb that day NACHOS ! :D&lt;br /&gt;i want to eat that now&lt;br /&gt;EH I FEEL LIKE EATING BLUEBERRY CAKE&lt;br /&gt;i dntknw why !&lt;br /&gt;haha ;D must be the pics we saw just now !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha OKAY IM OFF&lt;br /&gt;over to you nic ! :D&lt;br /&gt;you prob dont want to come back&lt;br /&gt;shld i just publish this for you ?&lt;br /&gt;better not,&lt;br /&gt;COME OVERRRRR !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA WHAT FRIGHTFULLY BORING, YOU SACK OF POTATOS. :D&lt;br /&gt;Nic is back. :) I can't wait for Recess!! HOOORAYYY !!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115794132240929324?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115794132240929324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115794132240929324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115794132240929324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115794132240929324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/09/finally-after-million-of-years-nicole.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115781057962104263</id><published>2006-09-09T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T22:02:59.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Call me weird, but I can't wait for school to reopen. :)&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to&lt;em&gt; get back results,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for &lt;strong&gt;Longest Day&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to be in the company of my wonderful friends. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU &lt;strong&gt;NETTE, NATT, ETHEL, FERANKIE, JOY, GER, HALK , SHIYAN AND MICHHY !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling I'm going to ache like MAD tmr. Or on Monday, cos you know muscle aches are quite unpredictable, they can skip a day and hurt like crazy the next. :'( I'm going to bring my trigger ball and one of my cushions to school on Monday !:) hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, I conveniently lost the TimeTable for going through of papers. :D But I know that the first paper we are going through is CHINESE. I don't have to bother. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHIHUI&lt;/strong&gt; !! :) CHEERS TO OUR FIRST WIN TOGETHER !! WE ARE GOING TO BE THE BEST DOUBLES PARTNERS EVER, RIGHT?! hahaha, JUMBO DOUBLES! Bangkok, here we come !:D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stone Temple Pilots-Plush is kinda addictive. Jon is so charming. I miss Paul the nutter. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YAPHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry has been random enough. I'm tired, my arms and legs seem to be failing me. so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOODNIGHT WORLD. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/Image%28180%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Blue Sky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115781057962104263?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115781057962104263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115781057962104263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115781057962104263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115781057962104263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/09/call-me-weird-but-i-cant-wait-for.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115764170207476445</id><published>2006-09-07T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T23:08:22.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The world would be a lonely place&lt;br /&gt;Without the one that &lt;em&gt;puts a smile on your face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hold me till the sun burns out&lt;br /&gt;I won't be lonely when I'm down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've got you to &lt;em&gt;make me feel stronger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the days are rough and an hour seems much longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished the damn HeyMath work. WHOOOO ! :) Right, Ger? haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115764170207476445?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115764170207476445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115764170207476445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115764170207476445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115764170207476445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/09/world-would-be-lonely-place-without.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115753484558948909</id><published>2006-09-06T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T17:56:58.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm lazy to type everything out. So let the pictures do the talking. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/400/Slide1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clark Quay. &lt;/strong&gt;It was the best night out, for the entire holidays. Though we had to wait for one whole hour, we didn't really mind. We busied ourselves with taking retarded pictures, waving at the tourist on the bumboats, and walking around. After dinner, about 9 of us headed down to PS (after a very long discussion) and slacked at StarBucks. Okay Java Chip is really good, try it sometime !:) Played Truth Or Dare, omg it was FUN. Just that ______________. I'm not saying it here. hahahah. :D &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BYE JUSTIN, SEE YOU AGAIN IN DECEMBER AND MAYBE WE CAN ALL HANG OUT AGAIN. HAHAHAHAH. RMB NO SKINNYDIPPING OVER THERE ! :P &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/400/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matches with the Japs. (:&lt;/strong&gt; It was fun. I only know one of their names. &lt;strong&gt;Eu-ji is the guy in red shirt. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/400/collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuition buddies. (: &lt;/strong&gt;Obviously we were trying to snap shots of each other, so I have none of my pictures. HAHA, I'll try get it from them. It was quite funny, 3 people holding cameras, taking pictures, DURING TUITION. HAHAHAH. Quick Brandon and Sam, send whatever you took to me ! So I can see how horrible I look.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright, Amath tuition now. :( Nevermind at least I think the Mels are going. :) They better. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/IMG_0646a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Study Plan. Plus LOOOOOOOOOOOOONGEST DAY. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115753484558948909?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115753484558948909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115753484558948909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115753484558948909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115753484558948909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-lazy-to-type-everything-out.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115736451102546687</id><published>2006-09-04T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T18:08:31.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGG, I was talking to my neighbour, when the stupid thunder frightened the shitee out of me. I literally jumped out of my chair please. :( I hate thunder, but I shall do what Nette told me to. Think it's someone's stomach grumbling. HAHHA. That someone must be really hungry. Alright, time to get out of ehre! Before it starts raining. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115736451102546687?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115736451102546687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115736451102546687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115736451102546687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115736451102546687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/09/omgg-i-was-talking-to-my-neighbour.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115736250150350606</id><published>2006-09-04T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T17:36:04.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;Love Wrecked&lt;/s&gt; BarnYard.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's what I watched in the end. Now, anyone wants to watch Love Wrecked with me? :D HAHAHAHA, my brother says is a good show. Okay it must be quite good then. hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite sick of the holidays already. Like what am I thinking right? The holidays officially started like, TODAY. And I'm sick of it already. :P No this is not good, NOT GOOD ! I shall immerse myself in more pool, movies, returning to trg(PROBABLY) and bumming around till I feel it's time to rev up my engine and start mugging my ass off again. :( Which is pretty quick, I believe so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, "decluttered" my room. Now everything is like off my table and onto the floor. Well, it least it doesn't look that messy, till you look down. :) Slowly la, after the Os all my books will make a trip to the incineration plant and never come back ! Yes, I'm gonna burn all of them. Oh except those that I borrowed from YiHui. hahaha, I can just survive on those books la, they are the best. Goodbye normal &lt;s&gt;boring&lt;/s&gt; school textbooks. :) Okay, I just realised something HORRIBLE. O's are in a little less than 2 months. Time is slipping away, quite quickly. :( But that only means one thing to me, a little closer to the long awaited break. :) HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my to dear dear senior, TELL ME TELL ME MORE! About _____. and your ____. :) HAHAHAHAHAH. Okay, nutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving the house soon, over to my friend's house and then scoot all the way down to Clark Quay. I feel like sitting the Reverse Bungee. Well, it's time to rot away till then. I want to go skiing, soon. Maybe at the end of the year. YAY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I prayed that you'll find your wallet, along with the things closest to your heart&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I pray it'll work again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115736250150350606?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115736250150350606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115736250150350606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115736250150350606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115736250150350606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/09/love-wrecked-barnyard.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115725399471852419</id><published>2006-09-03T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T11:26:34.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;One, your like a dream come true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two,  just wanna be with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Three,  &lt;s&gt;girl&lt;/s&gt; boy its plain to see, that your the only one for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Four, repeat steps one through three&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Five, make you fall in love with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If ever I believe my work is done&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then I start Back at One&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm busy enjoying my miserably short &lt;strong&gt;life&lt;/strong&gt;, before all the revision snatches it away yet again. :(&lt;br /&gt;Books+revision should be a taboo. HAHA, i miss playing that game. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for Love Wrecked and pool. WHOOOO !:D Now will you wake up already? :'( You PIG. hahh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY OH MY. It's the holidays ! And I still can't wait for longest day! Plus I've got to go shopping for clothes for Careerfair. HAHAHA, or probably just wear anything from my wardrobe. I need a new wardrobe. Okay I should go shopping. ::) Oh and yes, I've signed up for&lt;strong&gt; Banking and Medicine.&lt;/strong&gt; Hey, I'm thinking about my future k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay up already. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOODBYE&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115725399471852419?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115725399471852419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115725399471852419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115725399471852419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115725399471852419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-your-like-dream-come-true-two-just.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115703059588230570</id><published>2006-08-31T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T21:23:16.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dressing up as Pirates, ARRRRR&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loads of laughter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally going to town after a friggin' ONE MONTH&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Devil Wears Prada, &lt;/strong&gt;I love their clothes. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New hairband&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp; TWO bags from Hula&amp;amp;co. (Bye 80$)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Joakim's exit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm a very happy girl. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh yeah, wen tout with Halk Nette Natt today. :) Natt didn't watch the movie. Nette's friend came. I think her name's Gen. HAHAHA. :) Right nette? I'm so smart. HAHA. Oh shut it nic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BESTFRIEND I WANT TO DO OUR &lt;strong&gt;ORCHARD RUN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND BESTFRIEND I WANT TO PLAY &lt;strong&gt;TENNIS&lt;/strong&gt;. Okay but nvm, you rest first! :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;45 mins left to Hyun Bin !:) What a shite entry, but who cares. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115703059588230570?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115703059588230570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115703059588230570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115703059588230570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115703059588230570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/08/after-dressing-up-as-pirates.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115694295021866931</id><published>2006-08-30T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T21:38:20.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;/Edit. OMG speeling mistakes galore. HAHA SPELLING. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;UH C'MON, YEAH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT'S FREAKING OVER. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tmr we'll all be Pirate wanabes. :D White longsleeve shirt(God save us, were gna melt/roast/toast.) and shorts(Thank God !) and uh slippers. ARRRRRRRRRRRRR. :D And I'm in charge of bringing all the BANDANAS for my girls. hahaha. :) Let's go bananas! :) I just hope hope hope I won't forget, if not I'm dead. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commendation Awards today. It was draggy, and some teacher pissed me off. What's wrong with shouting? We do it every year, at any school occasion. BAH, something wrong. :) The video was inspirational and the pictures at the end of the ceremony were the bomb. Okay I had ONE embarrassing photo. hahaha. But it's all for the fun of it. :) After that, we went to the reception and ate and ate and ATE somemore. Okay maybe not THAT much la, but yeah. :) Nice long chat with Natt and Nette. The Three 'N's. :) &lt;strong&gt;Natt Nette Nic&lt;/strong&gt;. :D Laughed till my stomach hurt. And my oh my, Lynette's dad is hilarious. " You want to go Pasir Ris with me?" ( OMG it's so far) Talked a lot of crap, carefree and stress-less. :) It's been a long time since I felt like this. I feel an odd sense of liberation. I FEEL RELIEVED. HAHAHAHA. I'm Sec4 and I've completed the &lt;strong&gt;Monster&lt;/strong&gt;ous Preliminary Examination. Hey, that's a milestone you know. HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;Only Os left. Come on, we can do it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gna be a couch potato now, okay actually I've been running in and out of my room to catch SingaporeIdol (Idle). :) GO JON HADY AND PAUL. My top three choices. WHOOOO ! Jon is charming, Hady is fantastic beyond words, Paul is so soooo funny. He just cracks me up, I hope he does better for his second song !:( Kinda disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LONGEST DAY&lt;/span&gt; is what I'm looking forward to now. I have a feeling it's going to be an emotional rollercoaster for each and every one of us. I hope I don't cry. hahahah. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time. ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115694295021866931?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115694295021866931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115694295021866931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115694295021866931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115694295021866931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/08/edit.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115684460144176060</id><published>2006-08-29T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T17:43:21.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHA I just noticed a typo I made in my previous entry. It's Blogger not Bogger. HAHAHA my bad. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Friendster just deleted my WHOLE profile, and I'm annoyed. I've got to type everything out again! Like two thumbs DOWN for Friendster man. Always causing trouble for me. But aye, why am I complaining so much since I'm using the server I can choose not to use it. What's wrong with me today? Oh wait, now my old profile is back up, what is wrong with you Friendster! Ah nvm, I'm in a happy mood. You know why? BECAUSE TMR'S THE LAST DAY OF PRELIMS !:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already in the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;party mood&lt;/span&gt;. Which is not good, NOT good. I still have to focus on Chemistry paper 1&amp;2 before I really regret it. But I've finished my revision, in a little less than 3 hours, godspeed. :) I think I'm ready for this paper, unlike Physics. Although I thought today's paper like surprisingly MANAGEABLE. I could get answers for like all the questions !:D Which is starting to weird me out, cos even I know I can't possibly get answers for all the questions. Look at my midyears and you'll get what I mean. So yeah, I hope I can PASS. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES NETTE! YOU SCRIBBLED IT REAL BIG ! IN ORANGE MARKER SOMEMORE. :)&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST FOR ASIAN SCHOOLS DEAR !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115684460144176060?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115684460144176060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115684460144176060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115684460144176060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115684460144176060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/08/hahaha-i-just-noticed-typo-i-made-in.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115676608094524110</id><published>2006-08-28T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T19:54:40.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay I agree with nette. Bogger is really getting laggy and frustrating to use. It take like forever to load and I still don't know why my blogger account is in friggin' chinese ! It wasn't when I used my dad's laptop. pfffft. I think it's just my com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LINES OF AFFLILIATION ARE EVER CHANGING.&lt;/span&gt; That's what I've learnt. :( But I know some things will never change! At least for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had Geog 1&amp;2 today ! It was great. HAHAHA Better not say too soon, later I get damn low I'll be super depressed. :D But I have a good feeling towards it, just that paper 1 sucked real bad. BOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just sat down for like 456hours revising Physics, which I proclaim I'm dead. Totally unprepared but heck it I'm just going into the hall to do my very best. See what kinda results I'll get, probably the usual ___. HAHAHAH. Fill in the blanks my friends. Hey I pass okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While reading through my Physics text, which is very seldom, I chanced upon many many little graffiti and my book is really well vandalised. I found drawings of Lee house "stickers" on the same page as the ways of demagnatising a magnet. Then I realised what fun it was being in Lee house comm for 2 years. HAHA,brainstorming for stickers and painting our LOVELY banners. :) Somehow, Nette's little notes are everywhere, which is quite miraculous because she doesn't take Physics. Neither do I open my book in class. Ah well, I had fun reading what she wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello nic ! ni du shu le mah?"&lt;br /&gt;"HELLO NIC MY SQUISHY FRIEND :D  nicole chua nicole chua"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA yes that's what she wrote. I didn't check the rest of the book, so yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115676608094524110?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115676608094524110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115676608094524110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115676608094524110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115676608094524110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/08/okay-i-agree-with-nette.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115667433984301268</id><published>2006-08-27T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T18:50:51.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This night's a perfect shade of dark blue &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever been alone in a crowded room when I'm here with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is crammed with geog stuff, it's so saturated, last night I dreamt that I was in a limestone cave with &lt;strong&gt;stalactites&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;stalagmites&lt;/strong&gt;. What the pingpong. (haha Elvina!) What kind of dream is that?! At least I didn't dream I was washed off a waterfall. I should be greatful ! :D Okay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother's computer crashed the other day, i can't rmb which day but yeah. So now he's using mine most of the time which can get quite anonoying. That means I can't use my desk to study, but I never use it anyway so HAHA. I'm using my dad's laptop now ! HAHA and I'm totally in love with it. I love the keyboard, so nice to press?! :) Maybe I'll make him get me a laptop, but then again, I think it would collect dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; MORE DAYS TO END OF PRELIMS ! Let the countdown begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday; &lt;/strong&gt;Geog paper 1&amp;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday;&lt;/strong&gt; Physics paper 1&amp;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday;&lt;/strong&gt; Chemistry paper 1&amp;2. COMMENDATION AWARDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday;&lt;/strong&gt; Teachers' Day !And we get to dress Pirates !:) Whooohooo. Last teachers' day, in MG. and I still can't forget yesteryears Teachers' Day. &lt;strong&gt;BATTLE OF THE BANDS&lt;/strong&gt;, where the whole school was screaming either for us or at us. I'll go with the former though.:D. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait. It's going to our last commendation award ceremony in MG. Wow 4 years of whooping fun and good times seem to just fly by. I will really miss &lt;em&gt;the friendships made and pleasures shared and lessons learnt apace&lt;/em&gt; ! HAHA shit, now the school song is stuck in my head. What a moron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like changing my layout just a while ago, but I'm too attached to my current one. :) So I've decided not to change anymore. HAHA someone just shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, yesterday my baby finger cramped up, HAHAHA. My right hand somemore, and now it feels a little sprained. Guess what, I have a 2 and a half hour Geog paper tmr. Just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been such a random entry. Ah well, good bye ! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/HYUNBIN%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now go, OHHHLALA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115667433984301268?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115667433984301268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115667433984301268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115667433984301268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115667433984301268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-nights-perfect-shade-of-dark-blue.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115641947839670836</id><published>2006-08-24T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T19:37:58.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I try to make my way to you&lt;br /&gt;But still &lt;strong&gt;I feel so lost&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know what else to do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen it all&lt;br /&gt;and it's never enough&lt;br /&gt;It keeps leaving me needing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me away&lt;br /&gt;Take me away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've got nothing left to say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just take me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a weird mood, words can't seem to describe the way I'm feeling. Cried like twice today, what a sucker but whatever. I'm tired. I just want it to go away. And now I'm not making any sense cos I'm ranting and I can't stand it when I start ranting. HAHAHAH oh shit up nic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amath was screwed. I just hope to scrap through with a pass. :( It was the first time Faith saw me cry today, HAHA. Sorry you had to see it anywayI bet my nose was as red and the big fat zero I'll be seeing on my script.  BOO. Bingho, I want my Happy Meal. :) Thanks for cheering me up, good guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, today was rather productive, studying with Tricia in school. Did a lot of Physics questions. Now I'm dead beat. I'm going to burying myself in more physics later (cos I think I'm not a single bit prepared for the paper, shite), and then laugh my head off when I watch My Lovely Samsoon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope tmr will be a better day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115641947839670836?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115641947839670836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115641947839670836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115641947839670836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115641947839670836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-try-to-make-my-way-to-you-but-still.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115624532020992213</id><published>2006-08-22T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T19:15:20.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Relative velocity, oh why must you be so difficult. You've sucked ever ounce of motivation and confidence out of me. Every question is so foreign, I just wanna tear the damn TYS up. You cursed nemesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEBODY SAVE ME ! Now I'm gna "swoon" over Ji Sung. :) and Hyin Bin later on !&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes Study date with Tricia on thurs. :) YAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115624532020992213?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115624532020992213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115624532020992213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115624532020992213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115624532020992213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/08/relative-velocity-oh-why-must-you-be.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115617387415529753</id><published>2006-08-21T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T23:24:34.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/1600/hyunbin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/hyunbin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new heart throb. :) Right, Nette? HYUN BIN !hahah but I know you'll say Ji Sung is better. xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115617387415529753?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115617387415529753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115617387415529753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115617387415529753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115617387415529753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-new-heart-throb.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115616628250358158</id><published>2006-08-21T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T21:26:07.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O Level English Oral is over over &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OVER&lt;/span&gt; ! :) I thought it went pretty well, I just hope the examiners are lenient ! They looked rather nice, kept smiling at me. I'll take that as a good sign. :) The only bad thing was the waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 people in the group. I sat there, and waited, waited somemore and waited and waited and WAITED. For a whooping 110 mins before it was my turn to &lt;strong&gt;practise&lt;/strong&gt; reading. I stoned, looked at the greenery beside our school and talked to Tricia about everything under the Sun. Thanks to the CoffeeBean drink Val bought back for me, I managed to stay awake. Black Forest Ice Blended is the BEST drink at CoffeeBean. Blended Expresso Beans and Cherry. Yummylicious stuff. :) Anyway I digress. The whole 2 hours of waiting was quite enjoyable(?!), and every time I played busybody and looked into the Lecture Hall, I would see one of the examiners looking back at me, smiling. Quite scary I tell you. But they are nice people so to the rest of the girls who haven't taken their Oral, do your best ! They won't bite ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back after that to slack for a while and then finally get down to studying with Tricia. She did Chem while I was stuck with Geog. Marriane Chong is my bestfriend now. :D I can't live without her (book). Discussed Chem as well as Geog. Organic Chem and Hot Spots. :) Anyway Tricia said she MIGHT start staying back in school to mug after the draggy prelims ! SAY YAY ! Then I'll be able to study with that smarty pants. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tricia:&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks for helping me with my work dear ! Really appreciate it. Don't worry about your L1R5 la, you'll make it to AC without even counted affiliation points, or CCA points. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Nette, I'm so sorry I missed the show. :( I promise to watch it tmr ! I'l skip tuition to watch it. Now where are my priorities? I don't know. :) Good luck for Oral !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left school at 6 for tuition. And now I'm pooped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;No More Books For The Night !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115616628250358158?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115616628250358158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115616628250358158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115616628250358158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115616628250358158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/08/o-level-english-oral-is-over-over-over.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115589566143131202</id><published>2006-08-18T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T18:07:41.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FRIGGIN' MONTH LONG PRELIMS IS DRIVING ME MAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must our Prelims be so long anyway? :( It's so tedious, but I guess I'm kinda getting used to it. Which is a good thing cos the Olevel's quite draggy as well. Okay, actually I kinda enjoy exams as well, because we are dismissed right after the paper. HAHA. Frankie and I end on the 16th of November!! HAHA. Poor History girls, but that's alright cos you can play harder after that !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew, I just finished chapter 3 of Human Geog.Agriculture. Which is by far the longest chapter in both the books. Like 100 pages?! Took me 2 friggin' long hours to be done with it. I don't understand why we must study that anyway. It's not like we are going to be farmers when we grow up. URGH. I think my butt has grown a little bigger thanks to sitting down for 14556234986 hours straight. Like I feel all blobby and FAT. HAHA. Oh well, maybe I'll hit they gym later. More motivation to exercise ! Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kap-ed with NETTE, Michhy, Joy and Frankie. :) We had the Students Meal because we figured it was kinda the last year we can have them. So we are going to eat all the Student Meals we can get ! :) Talked about stuff. How our life would be like next time. Just a year from now. HAHA I love their company. I feel so at ease when I'm with them ! &lt;strong&gt;I love the 9 of you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chem Prac today. It Was Horrible. &lt;/strong&gt;Alright maybe not THAT bad. But yeah, so is it &lt;strong&gt;Lead(II) Carbonate&lt;/strong&gt; OR Zinc Carbonate?! I sure hope it's the former. HAHA. Cos that's what I put ! and I believe quite strongly that it's right. PRAY PRAY PRAY that it's correct ! Anyway it's over. I'll just have to get like 100% for my Paper. HA HA HA, very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Nette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I'll go tag you now. I hoped I don't get bounced again. :) Ms Swan is getting irritating+annoying, and I can't wait for Monday too! YAY! &lt;3 size="4"&gt;TIME FOR MORE MUGGING !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/fam%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA I happened to stumble upon this picture. :) I was like how dark last time, and this is NOT the darkest. haha all thanks to swimming, and I kinda miss it now. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115589566143131202?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115589566143131202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115589566143131202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115589566143131202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115589566143131202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/08/friggin-month-long-prelims-is-driving.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115581589308624935</id><published>2006-08-17T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T19:58:13.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Back when I was a child, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before Life removed all the innocence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and then&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spin me around till I fell asleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then up the stairs he would carry me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I knew for sure I was Loved.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll play a song that will never ever end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How I love love love to dance with my father again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I and my mother would disagree to get my way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would run from her to him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He made me laugh just to comfort me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And finally make me do just as my mother said&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Later that night, when I was asleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He left a dollar under my sheet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never dreamed that he would be gone from me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I could steal another glance, another step, another dance with him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll play song that would never ever end.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How I love love love to dance with my father again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes I listen outside her door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I hear how my mother cries for him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I pray for her even more than me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know I pray for much too much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But could you send back the only man she loved&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you don't do it usually&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But Dear Lord she's dying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To dance with my father again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song. Meaningful lyrics, and the music just soothes me. It's a really old song though, I think. hahaha nevermind a good song will always be a good song. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH I'm pissed with myself once again. Over Amath this time. But ah well, I can't do anything about it now so I'll just have to work doubly hard for Paper2. :) I'm not sad anymore Shu !And NO I WASN'T THINKING OF ANYONE. haha. AHEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother told me something funny that happened when he went for the ns health checkup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;medic:&lt;/strong&gt; Do you have any heart problems?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bro:&lt;/strong&gt; Uh, I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;medic:&lt;/strong&gt; Okay, let me see. If I can dance that means got problem.&lt;br /&gt;Okay maybe it's not very funny, but the way he said it was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUOTES OF YESTERDAY.&lt;/strong&gt; During tuition. quote unquote Mr Kok.&lt;br /&gt;"Joy, are you lost? Do the next question. (relative velocity)"&lt;br /&gt;"Tomorrow is your Big Day an you still don't know? And I'm talking about the Math Paper."&lt;br /&gt;"Stupid are the girls who do this.(writes on board) But since you are all A-prime girls, you WILL do this. AND YOU HEARD IT FIRST FROM?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;us:&lt;/strong&gt; "A-prime......."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry prac tmr. To all the girls, goodluck ! And pray someone won't break the aq ammonia. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115581589308624935?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115581589308624935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115581589308624935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115581589308624935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115581589308624935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/08/back-when-i-was-child-before-life.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115564595043870539</id><published>2006-08-15T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T20:45:50.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Baby, don't you break my heart slow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHYSICS PRACTICAL TMR ! A paper which requires a lot of concentration and accuracy, and obviously I have none of the mentioned. So all I can say is that I'm pretty screwed. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck it, just whack. Quote unquote Korkor Ken. His favourite phrase I think. HAHA. When you are feeling tired during trg,  "Don't care, JUST run." :) Now I haven't seen him in a really really long time. He's in HongKong now. For the Junior Open Champs! Damn, I'm so unlucky. Missing all the important tournaments of the year. :( OLEVEL YEAR SUCKS BIGTIME !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better go read up some physics now. :) Before I retire to my cosy bed to end my day. I hate it how my days seem so routined now. I want out, I give up! But yet again, it's only say 3months till everything is over? So to those who are feeling how I feel, hang in there. We're All In This Together. (I wanna watch HighSchool Musical.) HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Belgium very much. And during such a stressful time like this, I just wanna go back there. Right now. Ah well, now I'm just being stupid. Oh how I wish I could backpack around Europe. :) &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/200/IMG_1432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Packed my bags, I'm ready to go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;† Goodnight world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115564595043870539?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115564595043870539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115564595043870539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115564595043870539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115564595043870539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/08/baby-dont-you-break-my-heart-slow.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115553199526708382</id><published>2006-08-14T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T16:03:55.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It's alright, yeah I'll be fine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't worry about this heart of mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just take your love and hit the road&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's nothing you can do or say,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're gonna break my heart anyway.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just leave the pieces when you go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that song. The video is on Michhy's blog ! :D Anyway, Math 1&amp;2 are over. :) SAY YAAAY !&lt;br /&gt;But I hate it how I feel my Paper 1 drags my Paper 2 down. The problem always lies with Paper1. It's annoying. Like for Midyears, I don't even wanna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a little wrecking of my brains and discussion of answers, Joy Michhy Halk and I went to KAP to have breakfast! We were kinda rushing because it was like 1055AM. Breakfast ends at 11AM. So yes, when we reached KAP, they were still serving breakfast. :) Then Joy was saying how bad the day was for her. So she said, "Later by the time we go and put our bags down, they change menu already." I'm so glad they didn't! If not I'll just murder Joy and her bigmouth. HAHAH. But I still love Joy. &lt;strong&gt;OMG THE BUS RIDE BACK WAS SO HILARIOUS. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mich:&lt;/strong&gt; Hey that's your bus! (67)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy&amp;amp;Nic:&lt;/strong&gt; YEAH ! BYE MICHHY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy and Nic run to flag the bus.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy:&lt;/strong&gt; OMG the bus driver is so slow.&lt;strong&gt; (It was hogging the road and so many cars were stuck behind it.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nic:&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHAH is the bus driver a man or a woman?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After Joy and Nic got on the bus, and moved to the back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy:&lt;/strong&gt; Did you see his nametag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nic:&lt;/strong&gt; haha no. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy:&lt;/strong&gt; His name is Tan Chu Kang !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy and Nic suppress laughter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nic:&lt;/strong&gt; This bus is full of old people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy:&lt;/strong&gt; OMG YEAH. And a monk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy and Nic:&lt;/strong&gt; SNIGGER SNIGGER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy:&lt;/strong&gt; I wonder if he's genuine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nic:&lt;/strong&gt; Later you see him eating baqua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy:&lt;/strong&gt; Check if he's wearing shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy bends down to see if the monk is wearing shoes. HAHA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nic:&lt;/strong&gt; So is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy.&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. NOO ! He's not even wearing shoes.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nic goes to check it out herself. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy and Nic laugh uncontrollably.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy:&lt;/strong&gt; He's checking out the baqua stall !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nic:&lt;/strong&gt; OMG I TOLD YOU HE'S A FRAUD.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you get the gist of it. I won't go on, cos it gets even more stupid. Like how he checks girls out, how bad his complexion is even though he's SUPPOSED to be vegetarian. xP I don't know why, but I always do stupid things with Joy around. HAHA. There's never a dull time with Joy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had Sexy Back and Maneater stuck in my head during the entire duration of the math paper. Which is URGH ANNOYING. All because, Mel said to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"NIC ! MOVE YOUR BODY LIKE A NYMPHO!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went to get my eraser back from her. ahahha. I love the song. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's a maneater, make you work hard, make you spend hard, make you want all of her love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;TUITION LATER. It still feels so super early in the day. Oh wait, it's 1.03PM. HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115553199526708382?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115553199526708382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115553199526708382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115553199526708382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115553199526708382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-alright-yeah-ill-be-fine-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115545265805450807</id><published>2006-08-13T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T15:04:18.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, I didn't know taking prelims can get people to treat you on their own free will. HAHAHA. But of cos there are conditions la !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one, dear dear James Hill said if I get 9 points, he'll treat me to a coffeebean drink. :) YUMYUM. Wait, he is not related to Paul Twohill in any way, and James' brother Richard still owes me like 2 coffeebean drinks. Since Midyears, now that's very long ago !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neighbour just said if I get 9 points he'll treat me to the movies. :D :D :D hahahah, and I'll have to give him tuition. HA HA HA. So now I have even more motivation to work hard and get my 9 points ! And I'm wondering why I'm still here. Oh yes my brain is satuarated from too many amath questions. "mental circuits are overloaded with information." Sounds familiar MG girls? Dumb English passage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE IS TRICIA CHONG !!! PLEASE PLEASE COME ONLINE, I HAVE ONE AMATH QUESTION TO ASK YOU. In the mean time, I'll wash my face and take a nap. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHUUUUUUU. Don't be disappointed alright? Always know that I'll be there for you ! That's if you allow me to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/wonbin%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nette! Wonbin is cuter than Ji Sung. :D Admit it !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115545265805450807?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115545265805450807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115545265805450807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115545265805450807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115545265805450807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/08/wow-i-didnt-know-taking-prelims-can.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115530426409466758</id><published>2006-08-11T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T21:51:04.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAYS WEIRD. BAD ENOUGH TO GIVE ME A HEART ATTACK. YET GOOD ENOUGH TO KEEP ME HAPPY. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy is so funny, she&lt;strong&gt; dreamt&lt;/strong&gt; that we were getting back our Chinese Olevel results and Laoshi kept smiling at her and Frankie. So naturally she thought theat they did well la ! HAHA. but when they got back their results they got like D7 E8?!?! HAHAHA. Then she went to ask Laoshi why she kept smiling at them and Laoshi replied in chinese, " Oh, because the thought of you two having to retake makes me want to laugh." OR SOMETHING ALONG THAT LINE. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Joy dreamt that I got an A2 for Chinese ! Which turne out to be very &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;true&lt;/span&gt; indeed. :D I'm so super happy. :) Plus, Natt dreamt that I married &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WONBIN&lt;/span&gt;. SWOOOOOONS. Maybe that would turn out true too ! ahahah. Mel is so gna kill me. Like just now, when I laughed at her picture. But hey, it's not my fault okay! It WAS funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, during recess, Joy Natt and I were being swarmed by little primary school girls. I mean LEATHAL. Omg they kept pushing and shoving la ! So annoying. The three of us were being pushed around like we were the primary school girls. RAH, what have they learnt? Obviously not the part about letting their seniors go first ! Poof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS paper was retarded, and unlucky. Did sustainability, cos I spent like the whole day forcing the information into my brain. All the economic strategies, and I thought I would be able to score for the structured essay questions. But noooo, they had to ask about environmental strategies. I so wanted to strangle myself.( Which Twit did to me, afte school when I didn't listen to her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math 1 was alright. I hope it would not be like my Midyears. Cross my fingers. But I made this terrible, horrible unforgivable mistake !! I've been using that darn cosine rule for so long and I got it wrong !!! URGH. What a moron ! I think the whole question's like linked somemore, which makes it even worse. When i realised the mistake, my heart seriously sank. I felt like shit and I was damn stone. BAHHH. I slept so early somemore la ! hahaha it's supposed to cut down my careless mistakes. Not working, WHOOOOOOOOO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough I did alright for Chinese Os and should be happy, I still didn't feel there was much to celebrate about because so many people around me were sad ! Which left me feeling depressed as well. I can't stand how other people's emotions affect me. I guess I wear my heart on my sleeves ! I saw Frankie cry, and I really wanted to cry too. Nette was so sad, and I felt sad too. Accompanied her to wait for Laoshi to ask something, back to class to take our bags and all the way down to the concourse to wait for her dad, who never came because she decided to go back herself. That I couldn't accompany, so I went all the way up to look for Twit, cos I know she was upset as well. Only to find her not there, she was down at the canteen. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back in school till 6 today. Tricia is so hilarious. I don't know why. Talked to Sam on the phone, in the noisy noisy canteen full of small girls. Most of the people in Barker had like a freaking C6?! HAHA. I'm sorry but I couldn't stop laughing at him. Tuition tmr, 10 AM. Don't you forget Sam !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleeping so goodnight. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115530426409466758?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115530426409466758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115530426409466758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115530426409466758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115530426409466758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/08/todays-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115514137276305711</id><published>2006-08-10T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T00:36:12.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I wish I could still call you a friend;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid fireworks. Cheat us only ! hahahahhahahaha. I don't wanna talk about it. But it was a good time spent with my darling Shu ! :D Talked about quite alot of things, stupid things serious things, retarded things. :) BESTFRIEND I LOVE YOU !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently suffering from amnesia, cos I suddenly forgotten what I wanted to say. Sigh, so annoying. Oh yes, I'm gonna be super super nice to my parents from now on. haha TRY TO. After I heard what Shu told me. :) I'm gna be a good girl, and study hard. But somtimes I just don't get them? Ah well, I'll try anyway. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, while we were at Raffles City. Some idiot threw/dropped something from the hotel above and it landed on the glass top where Starbucks is. OMG I tell you, the sound alone can give you a heartattack, and there were bits of shattered glass everywhere. It just missed Shu and I by a few cm? We were really close, luckily it didn't fall on us. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip skip skip. Took MRT back, bathed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jem called ! What a pleasant surprise. :) I haven't talked to/seem him for ages. The last time I saw him was, almost 6 months ago, and the last last time i saw him was a year ago. WOW. Once every 6 months. :( Nice long conversation with him. :) It's like I can tell him anything, eventhough we seldom talk. Goodfriend. COME TO HCI. So that we can be the weird ones together. :) HAHAHAHAHA. The ones who go to Orchard every single day after school, while the rest of them go to the library. :) But IB or HCI, it's up to you ! (Though I'm hoping it's hci. :D) HAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 chapters of physics, and I'm drained. All thanks to studying all night. Wishful thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Programme for Tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;Study STUDY&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; STUDY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Goodnight world. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115514137276305711?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115514137276305711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115514137276305711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115514137276305711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115514137276305711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-wish-i-could-still-call-you-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115503727766248628</id><published>2006-08-08T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T19:41:17.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nic is sad. Very sad and she just wishes she can vanish from this Earth. Or rather just out of &lt;b&gt;your&lt;/b&gt; life. Stop blaming others and think about yourself. You don't like the way I talk. You think I'm too vulgur? Like what the hell, you are not much better you know that. Lashing vulgarities at other people while driving, saying what lousy drivers they are. I mean they CAN'T HEAR YOU. And you know who does? Those in the car. Like obviously. It rubs off you know that? But hello? I don't think I'm as bad as &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;. The worst is complaining about a show. It's just a SHOW, you do know the people are PAID to ACT right. URGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And stop saying " I should have sold you away when you were younger."&lt;br /&gt;Thanks ah. How consoling. If I'm such an eyesore maybe I should really just go away. Okay what was that you said in the car, oh yes "Stupid girl." I really wanted to just get out of the car, get far away from you. Stupid Girl right? Fine. I've got nothing to say to you. Maybe just one thing. Stop checking on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret telling you to Shutup, but you were being annoying. And it was over some little insignificant thing I don't even think it's worth writing here. Omg i can't believe how stupid it is. But anyway I guess it's just second nature since I'm a stupid girl, right? I know you like things to go your way, but life's not always fair okay. Live with it. I don't even know what I'm ranting on about. Just typing whatever is coming to my head. Whatever, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll listen to Shu, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I choose to be happy. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;National Day&lt;/span&gt; celebration today. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wore &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red &lt;/span&gt;and white to school. :) I think we were ultra enthusiastic cos it's our last year. :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We realised that the Primary girls and no sense of rythmn. It's like nonexistant. By looking at the way they wave their flags while singing National day songs. :) SAYS GER.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sat on the floor in the hall. They cleared all our tables. And they'll hae to arrange them again, poorthing. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Played catching. :) Till my shoe came out. Cos Shu was chasing me. I love my &lt;s&gt;shoes&lt;/s&gt;/&lt;strong&gt;Shu&lt;/strong&gt;. :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Took pictures.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Twit is a korean aunty. Good taste though. Wonbin is friggin' hot please. :P&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/won.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I like this pic of him. SO CUTE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had totally no mood to do math during tution. Which only means one thing, a wasted session. All thanks to &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FIREWORKS TMR. :D Gna have to squeze our way through the throngs of people to find a nice spot. :) I can't wait. Now I really should hit the books, so I won't feel guilty. HAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115503727766248628?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115503727766248628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115503727766248628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115503727766248628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115503727766248628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/08/nic-is-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115495656884665402</id><published>2006-08-07T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T21:16:08.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up today with Blue October's-Hate Me stuck in my head. And I just don't know why. I didn't listen to that song since God knows when, but ah well. Heck it. Had mixed dreams last night. And I really mean it when I say mixed dreams. Almost everyone I knew were in my dreams last night. Doing random things, scenes kept changing, even I couldn't keep up with my own dream. HAHA. Weird, I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the start of one full month is taxing Prelims. Thought English Paper 1&amp;2 were quite manageable. Which is quite a good sign, but I can't be too sure. My English sucks. RAHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not nervous and I'm not stressed about this important examination. How is that possible !? I think there's something seriously wrong with me. It's either I cannot be bothered about this Prelims, OR I am well prepared. HAHA. The latter sounds nice. :) But who am I kidding huh. Maybe I'm somewhere in between?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry is all crap. I'm going to watch the new 9oclock show now. I hope is as interesting as the previous one. SHE WEIXIANG IS THE SWEETEST SHITEE ALIVE. :) XIANG WEI SHE. (Rattlesnake)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Ms Goh, may perpetual light shine upon you and may you rest in peace.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115495656884665402?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115495656884665402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115495656884665402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115495656884665402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115495656884665402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-woke-up-today-with-blue-octobers.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115460409731939587</id><published>2006-08-03T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T19:21:37.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;If Heaven and Hell decide that they both are satisfied,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Illuminate the no's on the vacancy signs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If there's no one beside you when your soul embarks,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then I'll Follow You Into The Dark.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday&lt;/strong&gt; was bad, horrible, and everything bad. Actually the beginning was great and all but after school just went spiralling down. I wasn't exactly in the best of moods and yes, I felt like a shithead, maybe I am but whatever. I'm stressed. Oh wait it must be the 3 dice in which I rolled a friggin' &lt;s&gt;666&lt;/s&gt;. What rotten luck, right Hoiyan? HA HA HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Sam and HangFeng at KAP then headed for tuition together. Tuition was productive. Super duper productive. I have no idea how I mananged to do my revision with so many things on my mind. I know I was distracted, but somehow I managed to focus on something before I let myself get totally distracted. That kinda thing, and I know I'm not making any sense. Reached home and I was totally drained. 7PM again. I went for a run and did some weights. Didn't feel like studying but I had Geography homework so I did that and watched the 9oclock show. Sat in the balcony and looked at stars. Thought about quite a lot of things and retired to my humble abode. Exhausted, weird, angry with myself and just guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;, I wrote down all my negative thoughts on a mini plane and threw them all away. Thank you Shu, no matter what you do, I will always love you too. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Joy, Natt and myself got Punk'd today. Bugger. By Natte Ger and Shi. But the whole process was super hilarious. Both sides tried to trick each other, at the same time. Now how childish can we get? The outcome left all of us rolling on the floor, laughing till we tear. The 9 of you guys are the best. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat with Mel for physics. Cos it was in the lab, did some CG experiment and basically played the lesson away, because Ms Or was confusing me so I decided not to listen to her. No just kidding. Mel poked me with the needle, it hurt like mad. I'm scared of needles, really. And I hate injections. &gt;:( Geography Lessons after school almost killed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Goodnight world&lt;/span&gt;. And yes Nureen I'll be looking at the stars at 11PM tonight. :) HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115460409731939587?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115460409731939587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115460409731939587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115460409731939587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115460409731939587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/08/if-heaven-and-hell-decide-that-they.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115444180278072357</id><published>2006-08-01T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T22:16:42.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;As I go, remember all the simple things you know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My mind is just a crutch and I still hope,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That you will miss me when I am gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is the last song.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ms Or didn't com to school again. Two days in a row, how lucky are we? I think she over-exerted herself while marking our physics test. Hmm not a good sign. But I'm much more prepared now ! Anyway, we still have say 3 weeks before the actually paper? AYE. Actually having the free period is quite good. At least I mananged to do some revision on my own, while having random conversations with Nette Ethel and Joy. Once again. :D I crashed their free period, yet again. I hope I'll be able to do that again tmr ! It's much more productive if you ask me. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I teared watching the chinese show Laoshi showed us. It's sad okay. Where's the love? The boy is super poorthing. :'( I shall stop before my whole teeshirt gets soaked in tears. :( HAHA.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lunching with Darling Shu tmr. In school I suppose. Then tuition after that. Whoopeee ! I think there's something seriously wrong with me. I kind of enjoy tuition nowadays. It reassures me, like I'm doing work and not just sitting around shaking my legs and stonning. Plus I keep asking everyone around me to study. Plus I feel quilty when I'm not studying. Like now. Damn you Exams. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to lose weight. Full cream icecream is not going to help. But it's so irresistably yummylicious. That's alright Mel, we'll diet together. :) ahahah so we can squeeze through the narrow table and chairs at Island Creamary. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I finally finished the SS Essay Question. I feel relieved, cos I've been avoiding it since last Thursday? Yes, a huge burden has been lifted off my chest. :) Now I can concentrate on revising my work and not and to think about that darned question. :) I'm happy ! Happy people attract happy people, right Shu? :) We attract each other cos we are HAPPY PEOPLE ! HAHA&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Phototaking session tmr. 4B2'06 and Lee House Committee'06 ! Shu is going to bring vegetables while I will pluck the leaves off the school trees. We are supposed to bring &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;things tmr! Cos the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Grass Is Greener On Our Side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Lee House BOOM DYNAMINTE ! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Going to complete the rst of SS revision and end my day. Gosh I've ben reaching home late everyday. :( I certainly don't like it. Leaving home at 645AM and reaching back at 7PM. BAH. Goodnight world. &lt;3&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/IN%20THE%20ROOM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina Shu Nic Christine. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115444180278072357?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115444180278072357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115444180278072357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115444180278072357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115444180278072357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/08/as-i-go-remember-all-simple-things-you.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115434581812870406</id><published>2006-07-31T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T19:36:58.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;If I lie here,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I just lay here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you lie with me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And just forget the World.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply love that song. Makes my heart melt and keeps me smiling. I think I was smiling so much at tuition, they think I've gone nuts. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo ! Back to school today. Which was so refreshing from the 5 days of monotonous Elearning. It started in the morning, when I met a flooded classroom. How odd, it was like only the middle of the class that was wet. Yes very wet, like a HUGE puddle. :) Heck it, went for assembly. Frankie and I decided to wave at the people standing on the 4th level and the 2nd. It was unfruitful, no one waved back. :( Unfriendly people. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapel was alright I guess. Worship. Pastor Elvin is funny okay ! Right Nette?Right right right. I told you so ! hahah.  His left ear is pierced. Now how funky is that ! ahahaha. Stop it Nic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returned for Chemistry Lessons, which obviously spelt nothing but boring. Today was rather different though, since we had a lake right at our feet we decided to fold paper boats. :) THE LAKE HOUSE AND POSEIDON. Both didn't survive that nasty storm. Unfortunately. :)&lt;br /&gt;Joy was acting like she dropped chem la. Her paper wasn't even out, but she successfully mananged to take my wallet, without me knowing. BOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Joy, you look like you dropped Chem too la."&lt;/strong&gt; Says Nic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"HAHAHA. And you dropped your wallet."&lt;/strong&gt;Says Joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"And I think you dropped your brain."&lt;/strong&gt;Says Natt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free Physics. Went to the library to meet Joy, Ethel and Nette. :) Froze to death there. Nette and her Doge. Joy and her frozen hair. Ethel the person who kept confusing me with Chem stuff. I know my facts alright ! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATH WAS FREAKING HILARIOUS. Natt and Joy were made to &lt;strong&gt;sweep&lt;/strong&gt; the water out of class, with &lt;strong&gt;brooms&lt;/strong&gt;. I couldn't stop laughing can. Alll of a sudden Mr Ling said, "Obviously you don't do any housework."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"I have ! I use MAGI-CLEAN."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replies Joy ver confidently. HAHA. Which sent the whole class into a roaring fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE REST OF THE DAY WAS RATHER USUAL. Watched a new chinese show, which has a very cute boy in it. :) Was trying my very best to keep awake during Double Lit. Kept zoning out, for the last 30 minutes. It was downright boring. An I need to start reading EOTP again. AHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition straight after that. Joy fins it so amusing whenever I take bus. HAHA. No Papa-Express today that's why ! No actually cos I was too lazy to call him. Now I'm not making any sense, am I? :D Ordered Macs at tuition. I guess it was rather productive as well. :) With Sam, HangFeng. We were messing around with Bluetooth, and I went to add someone whom I didn't know. HAHAHA. With Sam's phone. Chicken McNugget. :) Sweet. Went to the playground at 6PM. Cos we were simple too saturated. Goofed around and now I'm back here !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SIMPLE ADORE MS SWAN. RIGHT TWIT. hahahaha. Why do we always watch the same things on YouTube. :D HAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115434581812870406?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115434581812870406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115434581812870406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115434581812870406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115434581812870406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/07/if-i-lie-here-if-i-just-lay-here.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115425585368397779</id><published>2006-07-30T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T18:37:33.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I jusy remember something that happened during one of the English lessons. We were preparing for English Prelims Oral and Ms teo asked us, " So what kind of text type is this? " ( refering to the passage in front of us, like narrative, expository whatever. ) and Natt, my beloved Nattpoo replied,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"ARIAL 12. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she didn't find out what was wrong with her answer until we told her. It was freaking hilarious, classic moments like these. I'm going to miss it. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to Ger now. Helping her with HeyMath. Die HeyMath die, and the world would be so much brighter. Oh yes LEADs can burn in hell too.  :) HAHA. It's so funny, I'm giving her the right answers so that she can choose the wrong answer. In case she gets too high,  Mr Ling would come after her. My sentences don';t seem to make esense. I think too much Elearning has done temporary damage to my brain. URGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Are you trying to not tell me indirectly?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not making any sense Ger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School reopens tmr. I hope I'll be able to wake up. I've been going to bed at around 1-2 everynight and waking up at 10AM. I'm still feeling tired. I should ask someone to give me a wakeup call. HAHA speaking of wakeup calls. I'm not going to ask Mel Twit. We'll end up 1 hour late for school! But I still love you. hahaha. :D CHAPEL TMR. SAY YAY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry neighbour, for not being able to help you with your Amath. Been busy with all the school work ! I promise to make it up to you. :) I think you are at home now right. ahaha your window is open. HAHA. I am not spying.  Goodluck with Amath. I'll help you after Prelims ! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to imerse myself in YouTube videos right now ! :) Before I do my physics. MISS SWAN IS SERIOUSLY DAMN FUNNY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/results?search=miss+swan&amp;search_type=search_videos"&gt;http://youtube.com/results?search=miss+swan&amp;amp;search_type=search_videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115425585368397779?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115425585368397779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115425585368397779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115425585368397779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115425585368397779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-jusy-remember-something-that.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115418372173688484</id><published>2006-07-29T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T22:35:21.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Sitting here counting the hours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waiting for the sun to kiss the sea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paralyzed by the fragrance of the flowers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They remind me of you and me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past few days has been MADNESS. Elearning is a bitch, and so is the person who came up with Elearning. Brilliant idea ,you think? Try rushing to get all the HOMEWORK done and have not enough time to do your own revision. I wonder why us Sec4s must have Elearning, when the teachers are complaining that they hardly see us this whole hectic month. Weird don't you think. It's just getting on my nerves, and that doesn't happen very often. BAHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, Mr Ong just called me a twit. HAHA and he is not accepting the photo I'm trying to send him. Maybe that's cos i replied say 2hours late? HAHAHA. :) Mr Ong you traitor ! Get back to MG. Now. Please? ahah whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIP today was a waste of precious time i felt. Well, at least there weren't any giganormous creepy crawlies lurking around the shoe boxes.(I miss SHU!) Frankie and Natt were trying hard to share one Bio book, while Ethel and myself were doing God knows what. First time I didn't see Indian scholar holding a book. :) She was playing the piano instead ! The Turn Left Turn Right song. I LOVE IT. It's so soothing. :) And I haven't played for like 3 years? I'm so rusty. Shall attempt to practise a little bit every night from now on. :D (Yeah right Nic.) Goosed around the place and did stupid things. As usual. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally persuaded Frankie the pro to play a piece. I forgot the title but who cares. Franks is so good I cant listen to her play all day. :) Right Natt? ahahah. :) Oh and yes, thanks Ethel for trying to break my back by sitting on me. I think i might have shrunk cos now my spine is like BENT. HAHA. I still need to crack my neck. Since this morning, gosh I'm getting old. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Long John's for lunch after that ! At Tiong Bahru. We are such brave people, talking any random bus to get around a place none of us are familiar with. HAHA. So happens that bus took us to our destination safe and sound. :) So we could eat at Long John's and look at that butch and lesbian couple. HAHA. Rang the bell (they didn't say thanks! :( ) and all of us took mrt home. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/hohoho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;10 of us. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115418372173688484?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115418372173688484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115418372173688484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115418372173688484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115418372173688484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/07/sitting-here-counting-hours-waiting.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115410684197272783</id><published>2006-07-29T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T01:14:01.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Love is the answer to most of the questions of my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was talking to Dear Shu just now. :) Everytime I talk to her, I feel happy. :) She's like endorphins. HAHAHA. The Happy Pill ! :D I'm so glad we got closer again, not that we weren't close before. But the time spent together was a boost. Rehearsal time, crapping time. :) If not i wouldn't know when we would find time out of our hectic schedules to RUN TO KAP for breakfast. Walk around ShopNSave. Rake up the past, laugh at stupid things we do, and even do NEW stupid things together. :) Like walking barefooted around Swissotel. Rolling unglamly on the floor in our dresses. :) I love Shu for who she is, and I know she loves me too !:D HAHAHA. ego stepping in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIP TMR. I kind of forgot what I set out to write about. My memory is failing me. But no, I should say it just temporarily slipped my mind. :) Right Shu? (Thanks for the book !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH YES I FINISHED ELEARNING !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you glad for me? All those bananas out there who haven't touched them, please do the assignments. Prelims are just around the corner ! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115410684197272783?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115410684197272783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115410684197272783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115410684197272783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115410684197272783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/07/love-is-answer-to-most-of-questions-of.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115401563805648078</id><published>2006-07-27T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T19:13:07.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Founder's was interesting. Though the food wasn't fantastic, the company sure was. It was an interesting change, looking at what other people wore for that night. Not the usual whilte and blue uniform, sleepy eyes, horrendous eyebags and &lt;s&gt;neat&lt;/s&gt; hair. It was as though everyone walked through this makeover machine. Oh well. It's all over now and it's really time to hit the books. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Frankie Nic Ger Halk Joy Shiyan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Night In A Blur&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/CIMG4473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tricia Nic Joy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes finally caught Pirates. On Wednesday. The day after Founders. :) :) With dear Mel Twit and Darling SHUUUU ! :) Sat at the couple seats. HAHA. Cos there were like so little people. :) Screamed quite a bit. Billy Bombers Milkshake. Walked a bit then headed home. Left for tuition. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stupid Sam pangseh me. Say he's going for tuition then in the end call me and say he's going home. BAHHH. Stayed at tuition ALONE(with alot of people I don't know) till &lt;strong&gt;730pm&lt;/strong&gt;. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I seriously need to train. I feel like a blob of FAT. This is not good. I repeat NOT GOOD. ahahhah. :) But on second thought, maybe not. :) I'm happy with who I am. :) &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOODNIGHT WORLD&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/15353939-115401563805648078?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115401563805648078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115401563805648078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115401563805648078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115401563805648078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/07/founders-was-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115358874430125363</id><published>2006-07-23T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T12:48:41.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm never knowing where we're going,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Go back to where it was, and just be wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm pressing on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gosh I'm so brain dead. I'm drained&amp;amp;tired for all that has been going on. Rehearsals and all, disruptive lessons. But I still enjoyed them all. Especially the rehearsals, and free periods. :D AHAHA. Something I certainly haven't had the privilegde to enjoy for quite some time. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;TODAY MARKED THE OPENING OF OUR &lt;s&gt;NEW&lt;/s&gt; SCIENCE BLOCK. :) Puan Sri Helene Tan Chin Tuan. Try saying that really really quickly. It's a tongue twister on it's own. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today just spelt out FUN FUN FUN. :) except for the part where I had to rush to bathe and meet Shu so that daddy can send us to school. :) WE THOUGHT WE WERE LATE LA. rushed like crazy. BUT NOOOO. We were like the first ones there please. For the atheletes. So we just lazed around and took really stupid photos. :) I ate the brownie she brought for me while she played PSP. &lt;strong&gt;THANKS HUN FOR EVERYTHING. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Got scolded by _____ for other people being late. WTF it's not even our fault la. So a very angry and annoyed Shu and I stomped out of the dance studio to go find people and call those who weren't there. BAHH. Anyway, soon we were all happy and pretty and witty and GAYYY ! :) ( That song is stuck in my head. :D ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon the rest arrived, changed and all and it was time to report at the Audi. :) WORSHIP. Which was totally weird. We prayed like a zillion times. By different people. and we sung the same 2 songs 34561056 times. And that photographer REFUSED to take a picture of us okay! So twit and I kept trying to get in other people's pictures. HAHA. :D &lt;strong&gt;I Love You Twit&lt;/strong&gt;. On the way out of the Audi we FINALLY got a proper shot and all of us were super pleased with ourselves. AHAHHA. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to the Dance Studio and hung out somemore. Took really retarded looking pictures. :D HAHA. Retarded ones. Funny ones. Crazy ones. Nice ones. Ugly ones. Weird ones. You name it we got it. :) Oh yes, had pizza. Everyone was like having a bite here and there cos there simply wasn't enough. :( BOOO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we did the least at the welcome party. BUT we had the most fun. :) Doing all the stupid things together. Twit, Shu and I. HAHAHA. Shu has found her inner Twit ! I swear we influenced her. hahahahah okay I'm a bit high. :) SOON PICTURES WILL TELL YOU HOW TWIT SHE IS. When I get them that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome party began. It was so sudden, we didn't expect Mr Tharman Sharguratnam (I don't know how to spell) to drive himself to MGS. I think he is cute. ahahah. Not in THAT way, but yeah. It was hell funny when he missed the first goal. HMMM but we cheered just as loud. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we drove Mrs Chan, Ms Kek and the other teachers nuts today. First for being &lt;s&gt;untidy&lt;/s&gt;, second for not cooperating while putting on make up. And who said the most important thing is to be ourselves?! haha. Third for fidgeting around when we were supposed to stand straight. Hey it's not our fault our favourite song was playing right. :) &lt;em&gt;WHEN MARIMBA RHYTHMS STARTS TO PLAY, DANCE WITH ME, MAKE ME SWAY. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stole a pink balloon for Mel cos she wanted one. And the primary school girls weren't really coperating so I got it from the scholar in my Geog class. HAHAHA. :D Twit got me one too. And we kinda sneaked it up to the roof. Ms Kek got quite angry. I think.So we tied our balloons to the railing on the other side of the block. 2 Pretty Pink Balloons swaying in the wind. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our long awaited time of popping poppers finally came. But it was gone so quickly. The Fanfare was simply SPECTACULAR. ( Too bad Joy and Ger missed it, cos they were stuck in the hall. :( ) . I know I was screaming while I pushed the button. So was Twit. AHAHAHA we are so super loser can. Watching the balloons float up up and away was kind of therapeutic. :) Colourful too. Soon they were only microscopic grey dots in the vast sky. How cute. :) As we stood there I felt so super grand. HAHAHA. Waving to the Minister. :) He's so nice, he waved to us from across the block. ahahaha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay the writer is having a sudden attack of amnesia. No just kidding, I'm just too tired to continue recounting. I'll continue tomorrow. :) Prelude? DINNER AND ROAMING WITH MY DEAR SHU. Crazy ventures at Shop and Save. It's such a bad place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"There's like nothing to Shop for. No wonder you Save."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shu dropped me off with a cab and I finally bathed. Did Physics. 4 chapters. More or less, I'm DEAD TIRED. WeeKeng is rushing me, cos he's going off to bed soon. SO AM I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO STAYOVER WITH DARLING SHU AFTER FOUNDERS. I DON'T CARE. POUTS. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mummy can you please plesae let me stay? If not I'll allow Shu to &lt;s&gt;kidnap&lt;/s&gt; me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SQUISHY FRIEND. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115358874430125363?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115358874430125363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115358874430125363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115358874430125363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115358874430125363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-never-knowing-where-were-going-go.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115331014935506456</id><published>2006-07-19T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T19:55:49.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like an answered prayer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I turned around and found you there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;School was rather amusing today. Though I can't really remember what happened. I think I have amnesia ! :( Anyway, students from India came over to our school today! The funny thing was when we were having assembly, they were taking pictures of us. HAHA. So cute. :) Heard the 4 Head Prefect nominees' speeches. I voted for ______. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;While I was walking down for Geog class, past 4B3, I turned and saw Ms Ho wearing a skirt ! HAHAHA. I think it's like the first time I've seen her in one. Interesting change. :D ahaha anywayy. Usual laughing and joking. OH ! Just that Nette and Frankie collasped to the ground together. Hilarious, I think it was cos Lynette was hugging Frankie who was sitting on the edge of the chair and Ethel had to pull Nette to ask her something. SO ! They kind of lost balance and went BOOM. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Chem Lab after school. It was funny as usual. Just that today YingChong had to break the bottle of &lt;strong&gt;AQUEOUS AMMONIA&lt;/strong&gt;. Yes, tell me about it. It made the whole lab stink. Stupid pungent gas cleared my respitory path. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh Frankie is going to get her braces removed tomorrow ! :D PRETTY PRETTY. Welcome to the world of slimmy teeth. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Long day in school tmr. Might as well camp there right. 7am to 9pm. :) WOW. prelude of Longest Day. :D I &lt;s&gt;can't&lt;/s&gt; wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115331014935506456?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115331014935506456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115331014935506456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115331014935506456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115331014935506456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/07/like-answered-prayer-i-turned-around.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15353939.post-115314068969985322</id><published>2006-07-17T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T20:51:29.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found songs to listen to when I'm sad/depressed/angry/downright shitty.&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;McFly- I'll be OK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Indecent Obsession- Fixing A Broken Heart&lt;/strong&gt;. (Yes Joy I love this song. :))&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;The Click5 - Good Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;LL Cool J Ft J.Lo - Control Myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Mest - Yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they really help. But that was when I was sitting at tuition, with Sam there to cheer me up. Though I didn't tell him i was upset or anything, he just made me feel much better. He typed something in my phone, we use the same phone. ASS and I can't find out where he hid it. HAHAH. What a moron. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY LEFT WRIST HURTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I FEEL LIKE WEARING SLIPPERS TO SCHOOL TMR&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I SHALL ATTEMPT THE E-LEARNING HOMEWORK AND COMPLETE THEM EVEN BEFORE FOUNDERS.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I NEED TO CONVINCE MY PARENT THAT I AM REALLY STAYING WITH SHUYING AFTER FOUNDERS&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I AM SUPER SAD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;WHY DON'T THEY BELIEVE ME&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OR RATHER TRUST ME&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'M HUNGRY&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;REHEARSALS TMR. AND I DON'T WANT TO MISS LESSONS&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME !?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SHUYING IS A REALLY GOOD FRIEND OF MINE I CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT. HOW TO BE A HAPPY TEENAGER. :) INSIDE JOKE. HAHA(Along with her nice gifts. :) I LOVE YOU)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LUNCH WAS REALLY FUNNY TODAY. AS USUAL LA. JUST THAT ETHEL DECIDED TO JOIN THE OTHER GANG. AHAHA MORON.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I SHALL DO AMATH LATER ON&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'M DEAD TIRED&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;_______ WAS BEING ANNOYING TODAY. AS USUAL&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LISTENING TODAY WAS THE FUNNINEST I EVER HAD. THAT SJI BIO TEACHER PLAYED GAMES WITH US AND SHOWED OFF HIS CHINESE SKILLS. PRAYED FOR US AND GOT CAUGHT BY MS HO WHILE PLAYING THE GAME WITH US. :) SOOTHED THE NERVES. THAT'S WHAT I CALL A GOOD TEACHER. HAHA&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;WHY AM I TYPING IN CAPS? OH YES COS I'M STILL ANGRY AN SAD. BOO.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;RANDOM THOUGHTS CAN YOU CAN PROBABLY SEE. IF NOT TO HELL WITH YOU. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4657/230/320/P1010210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A funny picture. :) After countless failed attempts. :D I love you babes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15353939-115314068969985322?l=outof-myhead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/feeds/115314068969985322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15353939&amp;postID=115314068969985322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115314068969985322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15353939/posts/default/115314068969985322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outof-myhead.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-found-songs-to-listen-to-when-im.html' title=''/><author><name>nic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
