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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>196</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-1355170806027908875</id><published>2009-01-22T20:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T20:33:50.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been a long long long time since i felt this way.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling, worse than death itself.&lt;br /&gt;especially when you cant help but to stare and wonder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-1355170806027908875?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/1355170806027908875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=1355170806027908875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/1355170806027908875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/1355170806027908875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-been-long-long-long-time-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-8097520457999882230</id><published>2009-01-18T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T20:58:21.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm happy, naturally.&lt;br /&gt;3E is great, except for the classname.&lt;br /&gt;all the teachers are awesome, except for one.&lt;br /&gt;cca is going fine, except that i dont know what i'm supposed to do&lt;br /&gt;things're fine at home, except for my dad going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;i have the choir ppl with me in class, except that it's only them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is there an exception for everthing in my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant fit into the class just yet.&lt;br /&gt;'cause it still feeels super weird to be in the class.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even talk to anyone except for cx pk and xinyi&lt;br /&gt;maybe shaun and tzechong sometimes, but they're scared of me for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;and then i'm told that i'm very negative, and that i'm too fierce,&lt;br /&gt;but some say that i should be fierce, so who should i listen to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sucks. big time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-8097520457999882230?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/8097520457999882230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=8097520457999882230&amp;isPopup=true' 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HAPPPPPY NEW YEAR!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY 2009 EVERYONE! :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, firstly, i'm totally excited for the new year :D&lt;br /&gt;cause it'll be a new year, with my new class, with alllll my friends!&lt;br /&gt;there're like, 37 ppl in 3E (overcrowding) =.= but pk, cx, xinyi, tzechong, shaun, elvin, tang, shiyi, fiona are in my class ahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;yea, i hope it'll be a great year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that i'll be able to maintain good results in the coming year,&lt;br /&gt;i hope that i'll continue to do my best for the choir,&lt;br /&gt;i hope that our friendships will last,&lt;br /&gt;i hope that it'll be a fun and successful and fulfilling year,&lt;br /&gt;i hope that i wont be distracted by stupid things,&lt;br /&gt;i hope to have more self-discipline :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. i'm gonna make it happen yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weijie;&lt;br /&gt;hello bf! x3 i love you to heaven can! x)&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. i know you love me too.&lt;br /&gt;YOUR BIRTHDAY PRESENT IS STILL WITH ME ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell. i hope 2009 will be an even better year for you,&lt;br /&gt;and that your loveeee with that stupid drug addict will soar through the sky =\&lt;br /&gt;you better go out with me often. if not, i'm gonna dieeee of boredom x.x&lt;br /&gt;anyway, have a splendiddddddd year in your school and allll the best in your academic results too! x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pekkkhooooon;&lt;br /&gt;YO PEK! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i think it's fate or something LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i've beeen in the same class with you from p2-p6, and then the same school, and now same class again. ohhhandand the same cca too. like HELLO?&lt;br /&gt;i love you just as much as i love chingxing okay! cause you're both my great friendddddd.&lt;br /&gt;please know that i'll be there for you whenever you need me okay? i'm not that stupid childish crazy ignorant amanda anymore LOL.&lt;br /&gt;maybe still abit stupid and childish and crazy and ignorant, but i think i'm nicer now lah LOL.&lt;br /&gt;loves lots! have a great year [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cx;&lt;br /&gt;YOUSTUPIDDUMBDUMB.&lt;br /&gt;who told you to finish 29 pills at once?!&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU SUICIDAL?&lt;br /&gt;seriously, overdosaging is super dangerous okay!&lt;br /&gt;but i hope the pills will remind you that you've got friends who'll stand by you forever and ever and ever okay!&lt;br /&gt;we love you [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2eternians;&lt;br /&gt;heyyo peeps, you guys have given me a big headache with all those money issues and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;BUT NEVERTHELESS, i've enjoyed 2007 and 2008 with you guys. especially those in my cliques, both the 2007 and the 2008 clique. no matter what, you guys still rock the most yea!&lt;br /&gt;i hope 2009 will be an even better year for all of you guys in your new class, and remember to keep in contact okay?&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA IS AN UNFORGIVING PERSON WHO WONT FORGIVE YOU IF YOU DARE FORGET HER.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. nahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;she lovesssssssss you all to hell [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a shortshortshortshortshort prayer x)&lt;br /&gt;dear Jesus in heaven,&lt;br /&gt;Please let 2009 be a great year for all my beloved friends and family members. Guide them through turbulents and help them achieve amazing results!&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus name I pray,&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYYY! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-8932654403176003421?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/8932654403176003421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=8932654403176003421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/8932654403176003421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/8932654403176003421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/12/201th-post-happpppy-new-year.html' title='the 201th post! HAPPPPPY NEW YEAR!'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-4970125493079503507</id><published>2008-12-31T23:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:45:01.523+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last post of the year'/><title type='text'>the 200th post. last post of 2008.</title><content type='html'>the last 15 minutes of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great year, a great 2008.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to everyone, for the sad/angry/happy/disappointing/pissing/wadever moments.&lt;br /&gt;they've helped me grow alot, and i'm thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;to those i've offended in one way or another,&lt;br /&gt;i sincerely apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do believe in miracles,&lt;br /&gt;and i hope that the miracles of a new year will wash away all signs of dread and negativity [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;my blog time is slow.&lt;br /&gt;it's already 11.45pm now :D:D&lt;br /&gt;the last 15 minutes of the year.&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-4970125493079503507?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/4970125493079503507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=4970125493079503507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/4970125493079503507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/4970125493079503507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/12/200th-post-last-post-of-2008.html' title='the 200th post. last post of 2008.'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-7808655957077673665</id><published>2008-12-25T03:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T03:23:03.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 199th post.</title><content type='html'>HELLO :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARRRRY KRISTMUS WAN AN OLLL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached home half an hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;that's why i'm quite late.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regardless,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for those merry xmas tags! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i love them like mad [[[[[[:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-7808655957077673665?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/7808655957077673665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=7808655957077673665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/7808655957077673665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/7808655957077673665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/12/199th-post.html' title='the 199th post.'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-8078330215058488778</id><published>2008-12-23T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T01:21:49.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my poor toe has been bandaged again.&lt;br /&gt;it was the right leg previously, now it's the left.&lt;br /&gt;wannnnn-daaaa-foooool, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been working. and slacking.&lt;br /&gt;and not doing homework D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i have one sihan, which'll probably take me half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;a 350 write up about some shitty historical crap which will take me another half an hour&lt;br /&gt;and a commonwealth essay which will take me a whole freaking day to write.&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;i just wont finish the essay within a day. that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling like shit today cause:&lt;br /&gt;1) i cant go for my archery lesson&lt;br /&gt;2) i cant go out with my work friends&lt;br /&gt;3) i cant go out with weijie tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;all because my leg has rendered me immobile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not like i cant walk, but it'll probably take me two hours to bathe without wetting the wound, 5 minutes to wear my shoe, 15minutes to walk to the bus stop, walk like some slow snail, and if anyone steps on my leg, i'll risk another infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHHHHHWELLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeslynn and danying came to my house to give me the invitation to the christmas celebration thingy with chc.&lt;br /&gt;it's at expooooo though, and it'll surely be crowded.&lt;br /&gt;let's hope i dont get stepped on :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum said it's time i started getting serious again.&lt;br /&gt;because 2009 is gonna be tedious.&lt;br /&gt;and she's probably right, just that i dont have the motivation to do anything right now.&lt;br /&gt;i'll get on it, someday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-8078330215058488778?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/8078330215058488778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=8078330215058488778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/8078330215058488778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/8078330215058488778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-poor-toe-has-been-bandaged-again.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-6348136209072300892</id><published>2008-12-16T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:01:02.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 199th post - a quiz.</title><content type='html'>tagged by xuewen i think [:&lt;br /&gt;i'm the first on her list HEH ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What day, date and time is it?&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 16th December 2008, 7.52pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;i cant think of one right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Have you ever thought of committing suicide?&lt;br /&gt;uhm, i think so.&lt;br /&gt;long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you do if you won the Miss/Mr Universe?&lt;br /&gt;i'll wake up from my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;i'm already in love with her x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;neither -___________-&lt;br /&gt;one is just as irritating as the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.What would be the most ideal way to wake up to in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;falling back to sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is ur favourite dessert?&lt;br /&gt;mummy's tiramisu and mango pudding and choc cake :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you like to act with someone, who will it be? bf? gf? actor? actress?&lt;br /&gt;myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Will you invite for Ex bf/gf to your wedding dinner?&lt;br /&gt;of course, provided we're still in contact.&lt;br /&gt;and if i even wanna marry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you see yourself in ten years time?&lt;br /&gt;dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What makes you happy?&lt;br /&gt;oh this. HAHA. top secret :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What's the first thing you do when you wake up?&lt;br /&gt;look at my handphone. it's a habit. to check the time, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;friends relationship, depending on which friend.&lt;br /&gt;usually, i would.&lt;br /&gt;BGR, no :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;neither. i'd rather fall in love with the characters in those mangas i read.&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. they're darn cute okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?&lt;br /&gt;OF COURSE? DO I LOOK AS IF I'M VERY UNFORGIVING?&lt;br /&gt;okay. i probably do.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, it depends on who did what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you prefer being single or having a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;having a relationship with my girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If your girlfriend/boyfriend told u that she/he is actually a prince/princess, what will u do?&lt;br /&gt;impossible.&lt;br /&gt;even if it's possible, i'll just laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;and then break up with him for making such a lame joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea done :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no one to tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunties are horrible. i'll tell you why next time.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-6348136209072300892?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/6348136209072300892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=6348136209072300892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/6348136209072300892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/6348136209072300892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/12/199th-post-quiz.html' title='the 199th post - a quiz.'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-2556947901974685830</id><published>2008-12-02T18:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:17:56.226+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hongkong'/><title type='text'>oh great, i'm back        -booooos-</title><content type='html'>i'll blog about HK, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th dec 2008&lt;br /&gt;THE first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning flight, reached HK in the afterrrrnoon.&lt;br /&gt;you see, everytime we go back, people are like rushing to treat us to dinners.&lt;br /&gt;people like my dad's friends, clients, workers, and relatives.&lt;br /&gt;so naturally, everything has been arranged since day 1.&lt;br /&gt;but well, family comes first right? soooo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had steamboat ♥ for dinner :D with my *some* of my relatives.&lt;br /&gt;steamboats in HK is nthing like steamboat in SG.&lt;br /&gt;the atmosphere is different, the foood is nicer, and my dad's side relatives are all ultra nice [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this big prawn, called "lai liu ha" in cantonese -.- if you translate it, it actually meant "PEE PRAWN". it was still very much &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALIVE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;when we put it in the wok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in summary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;appetiser:&lt;br /&gt;abaloneeeee soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;main course included:&lt;br /&gt;pee prawn [for convenience's sake],&lt;br /&gt;normal prawn,&lt;br /&gt;"lai mang" [a type of fish],&lt;br /&gt;"da bai chang" [read this in chinese. another fish],&lt;br /&gt;wanton,&lt;br /&gt;BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEF :D:D:D,&lt;br /&gt;meat/mushroom/sotong balls,&lt;br /&gt;CRAB,&lt;br /&gt;vege &amp;amp; tofuuuu♥♥♥,&lt;br /&gt;sweet corn,&lt;br /&gt;cheese cocktails,&lt;br /&gt;chicken,&lt;br /&gt;and sliced abaloneeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dessert consisted of:&lt;br /&gt;mango pudding,&lt;br /&gt;yam mochi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choice of beverage:&lt;br /&gt;red wine&lt;br /&gt;blue girl [a famous brand of beer in hk]&lt;br /&gt;lemon coke&lt;br /&gt;lemon tee&lt;br /&gt;water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i drank everything except for coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents allow me to drink alcohol even though i'm underaged cause they're people who believe that girls need to be able to handle a considerable amount of alcohol so that we wont get drunk so easily when we grow up and let those jerks do weird stuff after forcing shots on us.&lt;br /&gt;so yea :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i particularly enjoy red wine. it gives the throat a burning feeling that SORT OF opens my throat.&lt;br /&gt;beer stinks -____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to my couz's house to stay overnight.&lt;br /&gt;it's a must everytime we go back, cause they have a fast computer heh.&lt;br /&gt;my house's comp is abit lag -.-&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. my cousin is 27. BUT SHE ACTS LIKE A 10 YEAR OLD CHILD.&lt;br /&gt;she looks 17 or 18 too -.- very baby-faced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh right, did i mention that my dad brought back BIG BAGGSSSSS of &lt;strong&gt;fila&lt;/strong&gt; clothes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's a director of a textile company, so we always get clothes for free -____-&lt;br /&gt;this batch was shipped to canada, but daddy got his colleagues to fill up bags of clothes for us ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i have 7 jackets of the same design but of different colours.&lt;br /&gt;pink, grey, black, brown, white, dark purple, dark blue.&lt;br /&gt;that's not all really, there're two different designs of jackets so i took around 4 of that as well.&lt;br /&gt;my sis and mum took some too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a feeling i can give out jackets as christmas presents now :D LOL.&lt;br /&gt;there're clothes too, mostly sportswear. like tight fitting trackpants and polo tees.&lt;br /&gt;there's a LONG &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SHIRT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; THAT I LIKE A LOT TOO :D it's black with white stripes. totally cool x}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 oct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually. i should just forget about blogging the next 9 days.&lt;br /&gt;i'm lazy :D&lt;br /&gt;just look at he pictures on facebook okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=49450&amp;amp;l=71716&amp;amp;id=700538578"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=49450&amp;amp;l=71716&amp;amp;id=700538578&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;there you go.&lt;br /&gt;those are only 1/10 of the pictures we took there.&lt;br /&gt;all taken with my phone cam.&lt;br /&gt;the rest are with my sis and couz and i'll upload them laterrrrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-2556947901974685830?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/2556947901974685830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=2556947901974685830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2556947901974685830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2556947901974685830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-great-im-back-booooos.html' title='oh great, i&apos;m back        -booooos-'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-4379350437028770216</id><published>2008-11-10T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T01:46:01.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know, i should be talking and raving about how sad i am to leave 2E.&lt;br /&gt;not that i'm not sad, but i dont think i need to remind myself of how sad it is zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congratulations to me, for starting the crying-spree.&lt;br /&gt;szenee played the song. and i started tearing.&lt;br /&gt;then yuching came to comfort me, but ended up going "amanda, dont cry lahhhh" and starts crying herself. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;so we cried, sitting in our seats.&lt;br /&gt;everyone [the girls] who came to us to comfort us, cried.&lt;br /&gt;the sweetest thing is that even the guys LIKE QINGHE, came to us and said "i'll miss you"&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWWWWWWWW ):&lt;br /&gt;so sad D:&lt;br /&gt;so yc and i cried even harder -.-&lt;br /&gt;you see, i'm a sucker for emotional moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala, and everyone started crying.&lt;br /&gt;okay, not everyone. majority.&lt;br /&gt;EVEN GUYS LIKE YEWHUI CHONGTAT AND YUHONG CRIED LAH! D:&lt;br /&gt;so sadddddddddddddddddddddddddddd ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. post dedication tomorrow since i'm not working tmrrrrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-4379350437028770216?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/4379350437028770216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=4379350437028770216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/4379350437028770216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/4379350437028770216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-know-i-should-be-talking-and-raving.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-2417559750796564142</id><published>2008-11-04T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:25:57.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really hope she didnt.&lt;br /&gt;i really, really do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-2417559750796564142?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/2417559750796564142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=2417559750796564142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2417559750796564142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2417559750796564142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-really-hope-she-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-3941111187492823834</id><published>2008-11-03T22:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T23:21:37.852+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><title type='text'>it's a quiz O:</title><content type='html'>1. Where would you go if someone sponsors you an air ticket?&lt;br /&gt;... how tempting. i dont know, really. any european country will totally rock my brain out of my skull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What's your favourite thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;uhm, work? collect money :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you think money can buy happiness?&lt;br /&gt;superficially, yes. but we all know money cant buy some really important stuff right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you were given a chance to receive something, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Things you cant live without.&lt;br /&gt;my phone&lt;br /&gt;computer&lt;br /&gt;mp3&lt;br /&gt;money&lt;br /&gt;MY BED!&lt;br /&gt;air-con -.-&lt;br /&gt;internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd say friends, family and blah but they arent THINGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What are you afraid to lose?&lt;br /&gt;some very dear friends.&lt;br /&gt;family&lt;br /&gt;my phone ):&lt;br /&gt;computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you win $1 million US dollars, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;uhhh, travel around the world, buy shares to fry  LOL&lt;br /&gt;uhm, buy a new wardrobe and fill it up, give the rest of the money to my mum :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you dream of doing in the future?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. but i dream of being rich :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. List down 3 good points about the person who gave you this survey&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;he's nice.&lt;br /&gt;he's very nice&lt;br /&gt;and he's veryverynice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay wth.&lt;br /&gt;he's good at playing cards -.-&lt;br /&gt;he's a sweet guy,&lt;br /&gt;and he's nice.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What makes you happy?&lt;br /&gt;working.&lt;br /&gt;doing crap stuff.&lt;br /&gt;anime.&lt;br /&gt;watching movies&lt;br /&gt;going out with ♥♥friends&lt;br /&gt;chatting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What type of person do you hate most?&lt;br /&gt;people like _ _ _ _ _&lt;br /&gt;okay. it's ARIEL.&lt;br /&gt;she's the new manager who transferred here from macdonalds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she's s physopath&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If you have a super power what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;it'd be the ability to destroy all the things i dont like, and clone all the things i like :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Would you go for happiness or money?&lt;br /&gt;well, i cant live without both.&lt;br /&gt;so it's either both, or none at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who do you think is the most important people in your life?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. there's quite a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her&lt;br /&gt;her&lt;br /&gt;him&lt;br /&gt;him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap. this four [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you have a girlfriend/boyfriend, would you die for her/him?&lt;br /&gt;it depends on how obssessed i am over that guy.&lt;br /&gt;normally, when i'm still rational enough to judge, i wont.&lt;br /&gt;but i believe that true love is worth dying for. [if you really meet one zzz]&lt;br /&gt;so right now, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who's the last person who hugged you?&lt;br /&gt;i cannot remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is the one thing you want to do badly right now ?&lt;br /&gt;sleep.&lt;br /&gt;skip school.&lt;br /&gt;slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who are you close to ?&lt;br /&gt;nobody.&lt;br /&gt;okay. maybe weijie♥ :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Are you courageous enough to tell the person that you like her/him?&lt;br /&gt;depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If you could do one thing all over again what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;this.&lt;br /&gt;easy.&lt;br /&gt;but i cant say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. 8 things that scare you :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. lizards&lt;br /&gt;2. worms&lt;br /&gt;3. toads/frogs&lt;br /&gt;4. snakes&lt;br /&gt;5. bats&lt;br /&gt;6. the big, red, hot, evil Sun.&lt;br /&gt;7. mud&lt;br /&gt;8. flesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. 8 things that you like/love the most :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my phone, duh.&lt;br /&gt;2. clothes&lt;br /&gt;3. money :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;4. my job&lt;br /&gt;5. my dear dear computer&lt;br /&gt;6. songs&lt;br /&gt;7. my blanket omg :X&lt;br /&gt;8. my bolster ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. 8 important things in my room :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. computer&lt;br /&gt;2. fan&lt;br /&gt;3. air-con&lt;br /&gt;4. clothes&lt;br /&gt;5. BED!&lt;br /&gt;6. windows&lt;br /&gt;7. door&lt;br /&gt;8. my table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. 8 people to do this questionnaire :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. chingx&lt;br /&gt;2. chinm&lt;br /&gt;3. pek&lt;br /&gt;4. kheehui&lt;br /&gt;5. zhijie&lt;br /&gt;6. zhiying&lt;br /&gt;7. hazel&lt;br /&gt;8. jiarong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooooh, i'm done :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-3941111187492823834?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/3941111187492823834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=3941111187492823834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3941111187492823834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3941111187492823834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-quiz-o.html' title='it&apos;s a quiz O:'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-7048530493965123316</id><published>2008-11-03T21:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:16:18.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh boy, my life took a turn for the better, like finally.</title><content type='html'>where did i stop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st november, saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh carp.&lt;br /&gt;my body was aching like shit.&lt;br /&gt;there's practice today ):&lt;br /&gt;on a rainy, cold saturday morning, THE perfect day to sleeep in till 2pm, and i had to be on the MRT, struggling my way to school. great.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell, PT wasnt that bad. i liked it. LOL&lt;br /&gt;i mean like, block running is tons tonstons better than running on the track.&lt;br /&gt;1) there's shelter&lt;br /&gt;2) the scenery changes&lt;br /&gt;3) there're more turns here and there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it's supposed to be tiring, but i didnt quite register the tiredness. i thought it was great :D&lt;br /&gt;core training was okay too, the usuals. sit ups, push ups, tabletop, blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;warm up was a problem though. my sides were hurting like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pk, xinyi, amelia, yiling, cx, and yuning(i think) went to subway for lunch, while i went to work after helping pk, xinyi and cx order their food -.-&lt;br /&gt;oh come on, work was great as usual. except that there were new rules due to the very stupid and retarded and frigging idiotic new ASSISTANT manager. thank god mr vincent's still here. but it's quite fun, cause everyone's super sacarstic around her ._.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, time zoomed passed ):&lt;br /&gt;and it was 9pm ALREADY.&lt;br /&gt;changed, hugged and kissed and bid the very nice ppl farewell, and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd november, sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wanna blog about what happen today at work but it'll reveal too much.&lt;br /&gt;WEIJIE VISITED ME OMG :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;hehhhhhhhhh. see, she's so nice ._.&lt;br /&gt;her friends came too. apparently, they arent nice people. so neh.&lt;br /&gt;i saw mavis too!&lt;br /&gt;as in, the PRIMARY SCHOOL mavis.&lt;br /&gt;not germane's sister.&lt;br /&gt;MAVIS AS IN WEIJIE'S FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;yes. that mavis :D&lt;br /&gt;and there was this group of people who kept glancing at me. i turned to look at them and they're like "oh nothing nothing" and then started laughing LOL. they were damn ridiculous (in a good way). i really wanted to ask them what's so funny ._. but they looked like they're nice people so yea.&lt;br /&gt;i think they're guessing my age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about that, the ppl at my workplace DONT BELIEVE I'M 14! O:&lt;br /&gt;they're guessing 15 or 16 or something. then my very nice jiejie told them that i'm 14.&lt;br /&gt;and they thought she was joking -.-&lt;br /&gt;so i RECONFIRMED it, and they went OOOOOOOO: -jaws drop- that kinda reaction.&lt;br /&gt;vanessa keep teasing me about ck too. make me so paiseh LOL ._.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes and there was a new trainee, 15 years old O: I GOT TO TRAIN HER LOL ._.&lt;br /&gt;abit weird though. but she's super nice too. we bitch about that stupid brainless new macdonald manager together hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;yes. she transferred from macdonalds. like i said, &lt;strong&gt;MACDONALDS SUCK. MY WORKPLACE ROCK. tsk.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh i made a really horrible mistake today. awww ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd november, monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at around 8am.&lt;br /&gt;slack.&lt;br /&gt;slack.&lt;br /&gt;slack.&lt;br /&gt;sleeep&lt;br /&gt;sleeep.&lt;br /&gt;12.30pm, prepare to go out.&lt;br /&gt;1.30pm left house&lt;br /&gt;1.50pm met joyce and yili and joanne and yuqi :D&lt;br /&gt;STARTED PLAYING BADMINTON! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;okay i suck at it.&lt;br /&gt;it's like, my first time playing it since chinese new year zzz.&lt;br /&gt;we took some pictures, but i'm abit lazy to post it up ._. (SORRY JOYCE)&lt;br /&gt;i'll do it tomorrow. nothing much lah, joyce's blog also have le actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to sleeeeeeeeeep. god bless me again and again and again for this last week.&lt;br /&gt;JUST 4 MORE DAYS AND I AM FREEEEE OMGOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont miss my class just yet. the "omg-i-miss-my-class" feeling always gets to me 2 years later ): for example, i only started missing my pri 6 class this few weeks -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-7048530493965123316?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/7048530493965123316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=7048530493965123316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/7048530493965123316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/7048530493965123316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-boy-my-life-took-turn-for-better.html' title='oh boy, my life took a turn for the better, like finally.'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-996187754285106700</id><published>2008-10-31T17:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T18:47:52.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm trying to squeeze 7 days into one post, so it'll be long. AHHHHHCHHOOOO!</title><content type='html'>ohkay, hi. dont read if you dont have time/not inerested/cant be bothered/lazy/hate me.&lt;br /&gt;cause it'll be long and i dont wanna waste your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;25 october 2008, saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;there's choir today so i woke up at 6pm left house at 7pm and reached school at 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;right on the dot :D&lt;br /&gt;PT was okay, cx and i slacked abit LOL until yujun found us and made us run -.-&lt;br /&gt;had a drink and when i checked my phone, there was 12 miss calls from leelaoshi. like who wont wonder what it's for? called her back.&lt;br /&gt;"yuling, do you know that you're down for club activity?"&lt;br /&gt;" HUH?"&lt;br /&gt;"didnt your director inform you? who's your director?"&lt;br /&gt;"uhm. joshua. ohya, and alvin."&lt;br /&gt;"those two arh, cannot make it lah. can you come to toa payoh now?"&lt;br /&gt;" ............ [super super unwilling] but im having cca now o.o"&lt;br /&gt;" just come down. i'll tell ong chun ling"&lt;br /&gt;" uh. okay lor. how to go?"&lt;br /&gt;tongjing: " take 139 from toa payoh, alight at the 6th stop."&lt;br /&gt;"okay. byebye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais. you see,&lt;br /&gt;1. i went to school for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;2. i did PT for NOTHING&lt;br /&gt;3. I HAD TO WASTE ANOTHER 45 MINUTES TRAVELLING.&lt;br /&gt;4. miss tham is coming for this prac D:&lt;br /&gt;5. i didnt even know that i was involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so obviously, there was a miscommunitcation DUE TO MY SISTER :D&lt;br /&gt;yes. my very very dear dear sister did not pass on the message. how does this involve her, you ask? you see, tongjing and my sister are friends. so tongjing asked for my contact details and IC number THROUGH her. my sis told me to type it for her, and i thought it was for some admin stuff or sth, so i didnt ask any further.&lt;br /&gt;as soon as i finished typing, my sis chased me away. and i totally didnt know that i was supposed to attend anything. and obviously, after i left, tongjing was telling "me" what the activity is about. except that i wasnt there.&lt;br /&gt;and my sis didnt care enough to tell me.&lt;br /&gt;and so, i didnt know.&lt;br /&gt;and so, she caused all this trouble.&lt;br /&gt;again. for me.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was quite fun. went around block 21 to do health surveys. and i got the chance to use cantonese! O: quite cool, really. LOL&lt;br /&gt;i requested to leave early cause i had a BBQ at 6.30pm zzz.&lt;br /&gt;well. i reached home at 6.30pm, chiong chiong chiong. bathed, dried my hair, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;stupid cm kept asking me where i am.&lt;br /&gt;went to the basketball court to find them. LOL. they're all taller than me. as usual. just a larger difference in height -.-&lt;br /&gt;they wanted me to play with them as well. LOL. but i dont know how to ._. so i just watched them play, and it was hard to recognise them at first cause&lt;br /&gt;1. it's dark,&lt;br /&gt;2. my eyesight sucks.&lt;br /&gt;3. they're unfamiliar to me cause i didnt see them for at least 9 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid cm, keep acting pro. but there's this yellow shirt guy who's better than him ._.&lt;br /&gt;i told shinan that. and he say that guy very shuai, asked me if i wanted his number -__-&lt;br /&gt;seriously, he's still that jerk i know. LOL. nah. he's nice.&lt;br /&gt;went to get some food cause they didnt want me to just sit there and feed mosquitoes. CM'S MUM PREPARED SO MUCH FOOD O:&lt;br /&gt;we didnt eat much. no one wanted to eat -__- cm's friend damn excited about the lucky draw LOL. keep trying to see if the numbers match.&lt;br /&gt;and chinming was acting retarded.&lt;br /&gt;"what is my name?"&lt;br /&gt;"what's that thing you're holding on your hand?" [my handphone]&lt;br /&gt;"what is a handphone?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;etc. everything you say, he'll start asking stupid questions. shinan got pissed in the end LOL.&lt;br /&gt;we were still waiting for peihan and hansheng. so we chat abit first.&lt;br /&gt;and i found out some stuff ): horribly sad. geknian blurted it out. just like him to do something like that. but ohwell, i suspected as much when they started acting all weird upon me mentioning hansheng -.-&lt;br /&gt;you see, hansheng is my dearest deardeardear kor. and i love him to hell.&lt;br /&gt;so naturally, i'd feel super sad when i found out about it. and then shinan emoed [for about 3 seconds] with me while chinming continue to act retarded zzz. well, of course things became better. because cm was too retarded LOL. so we all laughed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked to kfc to meet korrrrr :D&lt;br /&gt;he's super skinny. like all bones, and nothing else. abit scary LOL.&lt;br /&gt;OH, AND DID I MENTION, ALL THEIR VOICES CHANGED. it felt so weird. especially shinan's and hansheng's. cm was okay. geknian's voice still as childish hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;they went back to playing basketball and peihan came at 10+.&lt;br /&gt;he chat with me for awhile before the guys noticed his presence -__-&lt;br /&gt;he's nice to talk to. he has always been nicer to girls than the rest hahaha. the rest stopped playing and joined us, and everyone started to talk about results LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i kept my mouth shut. well, i tried to. they all kept saying that they fail this fail that and fail this, i couldnt help but grimace. so they caught my weird expression and started on the whole RV thing. "got someone here hor, from RV de." etc. so horrible ):&lt;br /&gt;but cm's result quite good, and he still so guai. more guai than me lor. he listens to his mum! O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked about ex-classmates, and found out some really funny stuff. i mean, the way they put it, makes it feel really funny LOL. but time flew pass. it was 12am i think, so i went back up while the guys slept over at cm's house which was well, at the opposite block of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;26 october 2008, sunday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;there was work today :D&lt;br /&gt;SO DAMN FUN. omg LOL. oh comeon. you guys wont understand the joy.&lt;br /&gt;the people there are tooooooo nice, i cant stand it ahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;time zoomed past ): and it was 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;went to louis' house for his birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;his hosue was near juying, so i alighted at juying's bus stop and a whole bunch of people were waiting for me LOL. hansheng, louis, peihan, a few guys i dont recognise, geknian.&lt;br /&gt;shien called to say she was coming too, so peihan and geknian stayed to wait for her while hansheng brought me to louis' house.&lt;br /&gt;liping, germane, weiming, shinan, cheesern, and many many people were there alrdy, playing cards -.-&lt;br /&gt;EVEN PEKKHOON WAS THERE. she said they called her while she was having dinner, so she came. i tell you, she'll never do that if i'm the one who called. awwwwww ):&lt;br /&gt;weiming was drunk -.-&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember much, except that many people drank the 40++% alcohol and wine.&lt;br /&gt;went to another room to play blackjack after eating the birthday cake. LOUIS THE BIRTHDAY BOY DIDNT EAT ANY! ): we felt so bad luh ):&lt;br /&gt;i made kor stand up so i could sit. LOL. cause i was super tired after 10.5 hours of work. heh.&lt;br /&gt;and i have a feeling kor's kor dont like me. as in, hanlong. he kept staring/glaring at me with very scary eyes. i tried to avoid it.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHH! @#$&amp;amp;*() IT WAS FUN BUT I HAD TO LEAVE CAUSE IT WAS ALMOST MIDNIGHT ALREADY D: dang.&lt;br /&gt;peihan volunteered to send us home. i asked him to ask kor to come too, and he did. along with geknian and gavin. sent pek home first cause she quite near there, and i took my bus home :D&lt;br /&gt;see, they're nice guys. no way they'd have let us go back on our own when it's so late eh? LOL ._.&lt;br /&gt;slept at 2.40am.&lt;br /&gt;as far as i know, the guys played mahjong through the night and left louis' house only the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;27th october 2008, monday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;DEEEEEPAVALI!&lt;br /&gt;super busy :D:D:D and the manager's SO nice, i'm falling in love with my job.heh.&lt;br /&gt;the people who know where i work will know about the various things that happened when i worked. so i dont have to blog it here [:&lt;br /&gt;i slept super peacefully today :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:6;color:#e1e1e1;"&gt;well, he was with me when i slept, how could i not sleep well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;28th october 2008, tuesday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;school. boring&lt;br /&gt;cca. so-so. PT again.&lt;br /&gt;miss tham came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;29th october 2008, wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;there was this SC investiture hahaha. boring, boring, boring.&lt;br /&gt;the rest could go home at 1pm! -sulks-&lt;br /&gt;well, -mood lifts-&lt;br /&gt;I went to watch HSMMMMMMMMMMMMM 3! :D&lt;br /&gt;with chingxing. she rewatched it [: [:&lt;br /&gt;it was nice! the songs are quite nice too :D&lt;br /&gt;ask chingxing for them, she has EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chat with my kor,&lt;br /&gt;now i'm hoping that day will come really soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cant bear it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;30th october 2008, thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ehhhhhhhhhh, lemme think.&lt;br /&gt;school, i slept through it except for lang arts.&lt;br /&gt;watche GOD MUST BE CRAZY 2.&lt;br /&gt;i thought the previous one was funnier ):&lt;br /&gt;but oh well, it was entertaining. kept me from sleeping again.&lt;br /&gt;did the survey in place of lizhen at the lab, and went to JE with kheehui, pauline, yili for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;ate at koba. dont really like it.&lt;br /&gt;but, I COLLECTED THE STUFF LIKE FINALLY -grins-&lt;br /&gt;mutang and irene's BF tees, my belt, skinnies, watch, and shirt :D&lt;br /&gt;such bliss [:&lt;br /&gt;did 2 bank transfers. i bought stuff again D:&lt;br /&gt;"AMANDA. STOP BUYING STUFF."&lt;br /&gt;"nonono ! continue spending. money is meant to be spent &gt;D"&lt;br /&gt;" you're supposed to be saving up RIGHT? you promised not to buy anything until the end of december!"&lt;br /&gt;"oh come on, a little wont hurt."&lt;br /&gt;urgh. the devil won, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant rmb what i did at home. chat i think.&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;31st October 2008, friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ohyes, the sports meet.&lt;br /&gt;i was super bored.&lt;br /&gt;though the pushball competition was REALLY fun. LOL&lt;br /&gt;DAMN FUNNY HAHA AND CENTAUR OWNED EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;YAY TO SEC ONES! :D:D:D hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the not so nice thing is, i got bloody dragged out of my comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;to run.&lt;br /&gt;i mean like wth. it was only 5minutes before the competition&lt;br /&gt;1. i'm not mentally prepared&lt;br /&gt;2. i havent ran fast in a long time&lt;br /&gt;3. i didnt know how to pace myself. start at full speed? or what?&lt;br /&gt;4. i really didnt wanna run.&lt;br /&gt;5. the housemaster kept telling ppl to cheer for me so that i'll go down.&lt;br /&gt;6. SHE HELD MY PHONE AS HOSTAGE! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urghhhhhhhhhh. i was totally hiding myself, pretending to be a sec 3 when they asked for sec 2s.&lt;br /&gt;BUT AMELIA SAW ME ): she asked for me to go down, through head signals, but i kept shaking my head. so she didnt force me. but she told ruth zzz. and ruth RAN TO TELL THE HOUSEMASTER ): and the housemaster came dragging me down D:&lt;br /&gt;i totally sucked, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt dare run at full speed cause i was afraid that i'll totall die half way. which i did, after reahcing the container classrooms. my legs went numb and my butt ached like hell D:&lt;br /&gt;struggled my way through at the last 150m or so. sat on the grass until yuhong came to me with a bottle of water.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE, THANKYOU. I NEEDED IT. i didnt drink a drop of water since 7.30 and they made me run and then i was totally drained of water.&lt;br /&gt;my legs were working totally fine after the run, just that my butt muscles refused to cooperate so i totally didnt feel like standing up.&lt;br /&gt;and i realised i cant rmb what i was thinking during the run.&lt;br /&gt;and thennn i wallowed in self pity ):&lt;br /&gt;well, yuhong tried to make me feel better. and thankyou, i appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;got this st john guy too. he's like telling me that i was quite fast alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;but i was so horrible. the moment he finished, i said "SHIT lah. where got fast, i was so darn slow ):" and then i realised how rude i was being and immediately covered my mouth :X&lt;br /&gt;oh it was horrible ):&lt;br /&gt;sizheng saw me and was like "AMANDA!"&lt;br /&gt;i just gave him a half smile and sat down. too disappointed, you see?&lt;br /&gt;more choir ppl saw me and everyone went "I SAW YOU RUN! O:"&lt;br /&gt;oh but thankyou, they tried to make me feel better too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to JP with chingxing and qingyi to watch SING TO THE DAWN&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt really good. they changed the story too much and the animation is horrible.&lt;br /&gt;AS EXPECTED FROM A SINGAPORE ANIMATION -___-&lt;br /&gt;the songs were quite nice though. almost like a semi musical.&lt;br /&gt;but the book is REALLY REALLY very very meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;read it, everyone :D&lt;br /&gt;oh we smuggled subway into the cinema LOL.&lt;br /&gt;shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;shaun of 2k was at JP too. they were having lunch at billy bombers when we were in the cinema. and they watched THE COFFIN.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch that too! D:&lt;br /&gt;roarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did ANOTHER bank transfer. again.&lt;br /&gt;dang.&lt;br /&gt;MORE SELF CONTROL PLEASE? ):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-996187754285106700?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/996187754285106700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=996187754285106700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/996187754285106700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/996187754285106700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/10/ohkay-hi.html' title='i&apos;m trying to squeeze 7 days into one post, so it&apos;ll be long. AHHHHHCHHOOOO!'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-2876404415065697193</id><published>2008-10-26T00:04:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T00:23:14.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:6%;color:#e1e1e1;"&gt;to think all this while, i held onto the belief that he wont change much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6%;color:#e1e1e1;"&gt;i imagined him as the way he used to be, ignoring the fact that people change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6%;color:#e1e1e1;"&gt;i never probed deep enough to understand what he was going through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6%;color:#e1e1e1;"&gt;and tonight, all eyes and hears, it was almost unbelievable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6%;color:#e1e1e1;"&gt;how much he changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6%;color:#e1e1e1;"&gt;as we sat around, he sat alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6%;color:#e1e1e1;"&gt;then off he went, alone again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6%;color:#e1e1e1;"&gt;to a lonesome corner, hidden from us all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6%;color:#e1e1e1;"&gt;and even when we saw him, he still tried to hide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6%;color:#e1e1e1;"&gt;hide hide hide. my heart writhed and twisted and died, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6%;color:#e1e1e1;"&gt;'cause beneath that facade, lies an empty space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6%;color:#e1e1e1;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;TODAY WASSSSS FUN :D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog tmr. super tired LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-2876404415065697193?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/2876404415065697193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=2876404415065697193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2876404415065697193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2876404415065697193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-think-all-this-while-i-held-onto.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-6844200486321725166</id><published>2008-10-24T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T22:20:43.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today as a greatttttt day [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i didnt feel that tired anymore. i have no idea why though. i did sleep for awhile lah, of course :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i survived choir without getting too bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) we were released early&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I I I I I CANT WAIT FOR TOMORROW AND SUNDAY OMG :D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come onnnn. SATURDAY NIGHT COME FASTER D:&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY COME QUICK QUICK QUICK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-6844200486321725166?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/6844200486321725166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=6844200486321725166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/6844200486321725166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/6844200486321725166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-as-greatttttt-day-1-i-didnt-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-5756113725466084898</id><published>2008-10-23T20:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T20:10:58.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've been trying to convince myself that i dont regret doing what i did, and amazingly, for the first time, i succeeded.</title><content type='html'>look, i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;blame it on the fact that i know too much.&lt;br /&gt;i cant put away the biasness because of the things i know. though i've been trying.&lt;br /&gt;well, it's tiring. and i'm getting nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it had been okay.&lt;br /&gt;i dont regret whatever i did because i hoped she'd be sensible enough to understand.&lt;br /&gt;well, she didnt exactly understand, but she thought enough not to make a big fuss over it with me. whether she did with others, i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;we dont see eye to eye. that's not the first time, really.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm sick and tired of trying to fit in, so i dont really care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;let it spread, like how secrets always does.&lt;br /&gt;let it unfold, the unyielding future.&lt;br /&gt;let it be told, the ugly truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learn to let go, as hanging on harms nothing but yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-5756113725466084898?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/5756113725466084898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=5756113725466084898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/5756113725466084898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/5756113725466084898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-been-trying-to-convince-myself-that.html' title='i&apos;ve been trying to convince myself that i dont regret doing what i did, and amazingly, for the first time, i succeeded.'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-7229254532378020427</id><published>2008-10-21T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:05:14.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh man ): i'm so horrible ._.</title><content type='html'>okay you see, i slept throughout the slack periods which is like, everything except for CID and maths. FINALLY, THE STUPID PRESENTATION IS DONE AND OVER WITH! HOORAY! :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ho ho.&lt;br /&gt;and then i woke up feeling horrible because i always do when i have to wake up from my dreamless sleep.&lt;br /&gt;maths was, okayyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except that I LOST A MARK DUE TO HANDWRITING! O:&lt;br /&gt;before you go "ohmygosh how can amanda's handwriting be so messy that the marker can't read what she's writing?!", it's actually not my fault :D&lt;br /&gt;you see, the answer was supposed to be y(y+1)(y-1) right?&lt;br /&gt;so i accidentally wrote y(ysquare +1)(y-1) and i realised it lah DUH, so i cancelled out that superscripted 2. however, THE MARKER THOUGHT I WAS WRITING SOMETHING ELSE, and took my one beautiful mark away! :D&lt;br /&gt;wow D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause when i cancelled out the 2, it looked like n. LOL. so i demostrated to ms wong. and she said she'll go ask the marker -.- like, PLEASE, they dont let us use correction tape, IS THEIR FAULT CAN! now i have to cancel and then they mark me down. what the oh my goshy right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comm meeting as. ohhwellll.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so troublesome. i cant be sure whether i can attend the camp or not.&lt;br /&gt;and then i felt quite expressionless that whole day, so i basically stoned with my face like -___-&lt;br /&gt;that. which isnt very nice, i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes, i cant stop getting into brainless arguments.&lt;br /&gt;like the one on weijie's blog. they really mei shi zhao shi zuo lor.&lt;br /&gt;the IFAAA HUDGENS (self made name -.-) and DRZ (too shameless to disclose name, i guess)&lt;br /&gt;seriously, cant stand people like them lor.&lt;br /&gt;worse is, they're making me stupider by getting into their stupid arguments!&lt;br /&gt;still, it's fun :D entertaining. they have such naive thinkings. LOL&lt;br /&gt;woops.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-7229254532378020427?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/7229254532378020427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=7229254532378020427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/7229254532378020427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/7229254532378020427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-man-im-so-horrible.html' title='oh man ): i&apos;m so horrible ._.'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-3882141729414839298</id><published>2008-10-19T20:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T20:15:36.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why do i keep seeing people i know this few days? they're everywhere i go!</title><content type='html'>went for my job interview today heh.&lt;br /&gt;now i officially have a total of 5 jobs to choose from LOL.&lt;br /&gt;how tough ._.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was raining, so we couldnt go swim at first.&lt;br /&gt;but it lessened to a drizzle, so we went in the end :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;swim swim swimmmmmmmmmmmm -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SAW TAN YU JUN WHEN I WAS LEAVING THE COMPLEX! O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE WAS STANDING INSIDE THE LIFT AND GIVING ME THAT qian bian SMILE WHEN I SAW HIM -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i seriously thought i was hallucinating. he doesnt live in the jurong area right! zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner.&lt;br /&gt;home.&lt;br /&gt;tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work tomorrow omgomgomg :D:D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-3882141729414839298?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/3882141729414839298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=3882141729414839298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3882141729414839298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3882141729414839298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-do-i-keep-seeing-people-i-know-this.html' title='why do i keep seeing people i know this few days? they&apos;re everywhere i go!'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-3628507813891952429</id><published>2008-10-18T10:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T10:40:00.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='primary school friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>it's over, it's over. amanda, get over it. he doesnt care, no he doesnt :D</title><content type='html'>i saw he qiang on the bus ytd! O:&lt;br /&gt;okay. he saw me first. i didnt realise it until he called me .&lt;br /&gt;he's my primary school senior and we used to be quite good friends.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. things happen :D&lt;br /&gt;it was damn damn damn awkward, though.&lt;br /&gt;cause i didnt see him for uhm. almost 2 years. wooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the concert rocked, nacturally [:&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE GOD :D&lt;br /&gt;i shall do the three things everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Replace all wrong thinking with the word f God.&lt;br /&gt;#2 Confess aloud the promises of God to yourself&lt;br /&gt;#3 Visualise the blessings in your imagination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hohoho, i went all the way to the front yesterday cause i'm one of the back slider .___.&lt;br /&gt;so weijie and another lady in her 20s or so prayed for me HEH.&lt;br /&gt;they're so nice ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyesohyes, francis was there too! HE WAS RIGHT INFRONT OF ME LOL.&lt;br /&gt;jieyi was like saying, "there francis francis! " then i went "HUH? FRANCIS?"&lt;br /&gt;so loudly that he heard me. and immediately turned around. LOL&lt;br /&gt;but he's very very devoted to God :D&lt;br /&gt;yunyi was there too. and alfred was there too! long time no see, and he became a giant -.-&lt;br /&gt;HE SUPERRRRRRR TALL NOW LOR! D:&lt;br /&gt;like totally BIG. abit scary hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that zhixiong came with ivan -.-&lt;br /&gt;zhixiong is veryveryveryvery horrible.&lt;br /&gt;the first thing he said when he saw me was, " AIYO. 看到你就 suay 一百年阿！"&lt;br /&gt;wlaooooooooooooooooo! so i just said that i'll continue cursing him heh.&lt;br /&gt;and he hit me on the head with the disc we got from the church.&lt;br /&gt;the hit was light, but weijie and i started hitting him with the wrapping paper that she bought last time. LOL. ivan and the rest also help by saying that he's not a gentleman because he hit girls. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;so then, we said byebye to them, and i dragged weijie away cause her parents are angry that she's home so late O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's now that i realise that i still have tons of things to do -___-&lt;br /&gt;CID, comp proj, EOY camp, class chalet.&lt;br /&gt;but i alrdy have a few jobs on hand! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY GOD BE WITH ME! so that i can juggle everything properly.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-3628507813891952429?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/3628507813891952429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=3628507813891952429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3628507813891952429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3628507813891952429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-saw-he-qiang-on-bus-ytd-o-okay.html' title='it&apos;s over, it&apos;s over. amanda, get over it. he doesnt care, no he doesnt :D'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-6962304024276409781</id><published>2008-10-17T16:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:12:29.204+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='argument'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retarded'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>all hail the lion city! go to hell, the ugly singaporeans. it'll be a better place for you, really [:</title><content type='html'>ugly singaporeans as in, singaporeans who demonstrate embarrassing traits. read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY WAS CRAZY as in, crazy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not because exams are over. i'd prefer having exams every single day if that means i can go straight home after that. seriously, i dont mind. why dont we just do that! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing is, i went home.&lt;br /&gt;and started doing all those stuff.&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN I REMEMBERED I FORGOT TO DO STH.&lt;br /&gt;so i went to jurong point POSB bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bank transferssssss.&lt;br /&gt;so i was quietly lining up, while more and more and more people piled behind me. then in came this obasang in her late thirties. she was sweating like a pig (i think) and fanning herself with this thin piece of paper. the very very thin slip of paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, being a very very very thin slip of paper, OBVIOUSLY, it doesnt move the air much to create wind to cool herself down. she doesnt seem to realise that yaknow, and kept fanning that stupid piece of paper and making a hell lot of noise with it. i mean like. hey. the bank is almost as quiet as the library lah! okay so whatever. not my business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's about to be my turn soon. so i waited. and waited. and waited. then there was this GUY, 2 peeps in front of me. it's his turn, so he went to the farthest counter. the person behind the counter she turned to me and started pointing to me, and back to him and to me again [you get it]. i thought she was asking "is he your father?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. so obviously i shook my head. then she started telling that guy to go line up. LOL. so then i realised that she was trying to ask, " was he lining up?" so of course. i'm not that horrible. i was about to walk towards the person to tell her that he did line up, WHEN THAT WOMAN IN HER THIRTIES SAID TO ME, " OI! you arh. where can like that one. he got line up you say he didnt?!" in chinese. i was like " i know. i heard see wrongly, i'm gonna go tell her now!" in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then that $*(^&amp;amp;*(*(^ still  bushuang say, "your parents got teach you cannot lie anot! what's your school arh? so lou ya de arh?" in chinese. so OBVIOUSLY I GOT BLOODY PISSED OFF. like what the hell. i already told her i see wrongly. what's wrong with her. ignore. she was standing quite far away from me, so most of the people lining up could hear. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she started fanning herself again. so being me, i got super annoyed. super super super super super annoyed. so i turned to her and said in the softest possible voice, but still audible from her side and said, "小姐，你可以不要用那张纸来作扇子吗？吵到其他人!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunty: -glares- 关你什么事？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: -stares- 你吵到我就关我的事！再说，你的这种行为也骚扰到别人。银行这么静的环境被你破坏了，真是没公德心。请你停止这种行为。[okay i know i sound like i'm writing essay or something, but i really did say this. and i really really am not lying. just that i cant remember the exact words i said cause i said too much stuff.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunty: -stuns-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: 听不懂华文啊？it's okay, i'll repeat myself in English. Do you know that by fanning yourself with that piece of paper, you're producing a lot of noise that is disturbing the customers here. And since i'm one of the customers here, you're disturbing me and i have the right to tell you to stop doing this. You are also destroying the quiet ambience in this bank and that is totally inconsiderate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunty: [dont know why she understands english] 你有什么资格说我！[so drama right? -__-]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: 我再说多一次。你吵到了我，我自然有权要求你按景点。如果我没资格做这么基本的事，那么你更没资格说我没家教，因为那根本就不关你的事。下次说话，请放尊重点。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunty: -stuns- [i dont know what's wrong with her.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: 还是听不懂？[was about to translate into english again, but it's my turn, so forget it.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, i dont mean to "disrespect" an ELDERLY [chuckles] but seriously, i didnt even say anything rude. it was in proper sentences, proper words found in the dictionary, and totally polite enough lah! she's just plain horrible. and just in case you think it's too dramatic to be true, i'm telling you, there's such aunties like her in singapore. sad, but true. tragic, but true.&lt;br /&gt;how can such people even BE in singapore?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. she embarrassed herself. i'm quite sure i didnt. cause everyone was smiling after the mini drama. cool. howhowhow cool. but still, that woman is annoying. i thought she looked 50 when she was stoning there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so obviously the banker also saw what happened lah. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;and she was smiling and grinning and dunno what at me. it was damn spastic i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;i almost wanted to laugh out loud when i saw her face LOL. but anyway, she was very nice.&lt;br /&gt;and she's very young too! O:&lt;br /&gt;i used to think all bankers are old and frowny and wrinkly and all horrible, like that aunty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end. of the stupid bank transfer incident. seriously, seriously horrible. singaporeans, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh there's another concert later [: CITY HARVEST CHURCCCCCHHHH ♥ heh.&lt;br /&gt;it's the 2nd one i think.&lt;br /&gt;weijieweijieweijieweijie hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;hell, i missssed her much [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebyebyebyebye! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-6962304024276409781?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/6962304024276409781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=6962304024276409781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/6962304024276409781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/6962304024276409781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-hail-lion-city-go-to-hell-ugly.html' title='all hail the lion city! go to hell, the ugly singaporeans. it&apos;ll be a better place for you, really [:'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-4965508408490955748</id><published>2008-10-16T15:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T16:14:03.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh puh-lease, dont give me that crap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a note to all,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever i post on this blog may, or may not be my personal feelings.&lt;br /&gt;and if you happen to suspect that the things that i type are about you, please clarify with me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;personally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; because i do have a social circle &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;outside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; of RV.&lt;br /&gt;so RV peeps, dont always think that whatever i type here concerns you guys kay [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, if you seriously feel that i'm talking about you, come talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;i promise i wont chew your head off&lt;br /&gt;in any case, you wont be feeling so if you didnt do that right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;做贼心虚&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; issit? ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerios[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best, for the very very last paper tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-amanda♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me. today.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;it was totally FUN FILLED :D&lt;br /&gt;okay number 1 was i went to school after cutting my own hair yesterday LOL.&lt;br /&gt;actually, i clipped 3/4 of my fringe up and cut the 1/4 short -.-&lt;br /&gt;then i went to school and slept.&lt;br /&gt;lizhen asked me a question on the taxi, which made me feel very -.- because she was totally off.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway. IT WAS A GREAT DAY! not because lang paper2 was easy [i dont really care lah seriously], not because it's the 2nd last paper, but because..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;#1: i took 963. and it was not lonely because jiayu was there too. so we decided to talk about some stuff. like, stuff. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2: i earned another $10 without doing anything. such bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3: i returned home from bukit panjang in record time of 27minutes 46.33seonds. thanks to bus 180 which is so darn fast :D and yes, i like timing how long i take to reach home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4: I WENT TO GEK POH AND SO MANY MANY NEW SHOPS. i mean. it used to be such a noob place. not that it's pro now, but there's a newly opened sweet talk! now i dont have to go all the way to jurong point basment to get my bubbletea -.- AND THERE'S THIS. SUPER. SUPER. SUPER BIG SEVEN ELEVEN. okay it's huge. so i bought 2 magazines despite my vow not to spend a single cents on useless stuff this week =\ i tried to think of it as useful. it didnt work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and the design of the shopping centre is quite cool too :D much more sophisticated than before [: hehhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5: i love my dog :D&lt;br /&gt;yesyesyes! I HAVE A DOG. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?! OHMYGOD. YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! A DREAM COME TRUE  :D:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. i wish, though. i really really really wish to have a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dont.&lt;br /&gt;or rather, not yet.&lt;br /&gt;cause i definitely will, in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just reading an article about dogs and taking care of them in the magazine. and i started to pretend i had a dog. retarded, but i've nothing else to do so yea. a good way to kill time when you have too much of it. though i'm sure those confucians , or anderson or albert einstein or some famous person who died years ago will start scolding me that there's no such thing such as "too much time". there'll always only be "too little time". too bad. i'm obstinate and i choose not to listen to you ghostly figures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6: i dont know, seriously. i only know i was so happy, i was singing on my way home. i took another route, which almost no one takes and sang my lungs out ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one heard me.&lt;br /&gt;no one heard me.&lt;br /&gt;no one heard me.&lt;br /&gt;no one heard me.&lt;br /&gt;no one can hear me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so with that mindset, i went ahead and sang woohoo! :D&lt;br /&gt;it was totally. crazily. cool. and. refreshing. and smile-inducing.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, byebye [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-4965508408490955748?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/4965508408490955748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=4965508408490955748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/4965508408490955748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/4965508408490955748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-puh-lease-dont-give-me-that-crap.html' title='oh puh-lease, dont give me that crap.'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-2336639107891998687</id><published>2008-10-14T14:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T14:43:14.278+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retarded'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merry christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jingle bell'/><title type='text'>you guys should wait till i'm at least 1km away from you before whispering things you dont want me to hear.</title><content type='html'>i'm not a replica of her.&lt;br /&gt;why would i even want to copy her?&lt;br /&gt;it's just something i bring to school, you got a problem with that?&lt;br /&gt;like seriously, what is wrong with you huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you hate me so much, or are you plain jealous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are, then please, dont make it so obvious.&lt;br /&gt;because even though it's flattering, it's disgusting too, your obssession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all hail the &lt;s&gt;evil&lt;/s&gt; queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dashing through the snow&lt;br /&gt;In a one horse open sleigh&lt;br /&gt;O'er the fields we go&lt;br /&gt;Laughing all the way&lt;br /&gt;Bells on bob tails ring&lt;br /&gt;Making spirits bright&lt;br /&gt;What fun it is to laugh and sing&lt;br /&gt;A sleighing song tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells&lt;br /&gt;Jingle all the way&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what fun it is to ride&lt;br /&gt;In a one horse open sleigh&lt;br /&gt;Jingle bells, jingle bells&lt;br /&gt;Jingle all the way&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what fun it is to ride&lt;br /&gt;In a one horse open sleigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day or two ago&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd take a ride&lt;br /&gt;And soon Miss Fanny Bright&lt;br /&gt;Was seated by my side&lt;br /&gt;The horse was lean and lank&lt;br /&gt;Misfortune seemed his lot&lt;br /&gt;We got into a drifted bank&lt;br /&gt;And then we got upsot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells&lt;br /&gt;Jingle all the way&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what fun it is to ride&lt;br /&gt;In a one horse open sleigh&lt;br /&gt;Jingle bells, jingle bells&lt;br /&gt;Jingle all the way&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what fun it is to ride&lt;br /&gt;In a one horse open sleigh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Jingle bells, jingle bells&lt;br /&gt;Jingle all the way&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what fun it is to ride&lt;br /&gt;In a one horse open sleigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jingle bells, jingle bells&lt;br /&gt;Jingle all the way&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what fun it is to ride&lt;br /&gt;In a one horse open sleigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. i forgot about exams.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i've to brace myself for the sucky results i got because this is really the very first time, i swear, i didnt revise.&lt;br /&gt;i used to revise at least abit for exams. this time round, i really didnt.&lt;br /&gt;so i wont be surprised if my gpa drops like hellish because i kinda deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;for those people who get high gpas without putting in effort, you suck [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooohooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i killed my papa~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-2336639107891998687?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/2336639107891998687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=2336639107891998687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2336639107891998687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2336639107891998687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-guys-should-wait-till-im-at-least.html' title='you guys should wait till i&apos;m at least 1km away from you before whispering things you dont want me to hear.'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-850252867608237787</id><published>2008-10-13T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T22:39:23.112+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><title type='text'>oh COME ON, tell me what's the use of bio except for making us waste time staring at the paper for half a minute before tossing them into the fire?</title><content type='html'>okay. the title says it all.&lt;br /&gt;i dont care, i dont care, i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;like wow, i've yet to have my usual panic attack that comes to be every time i flip open the cover page of the exam paper.&lt;br /&gt;bio is the most useless science, and i shall not be bothered with it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy birthday mingshin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid retard with an IQ higher than mine D:&lt;br /&gt;red is striking.&lt;br /&gt;ouch. my eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-850252867608237787?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/850252867608237787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=850252867608237787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/850252867608237787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/850252867608237787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-come-on-tell-me-whats-use-of-bio.html' title='oh COME ON, tell me what&apos;s the use of bio except for making us waste time staring at the paper for half a minute before tossing them into the fire?'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-4499254217840555509</id><published>2008-10-10T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T23:40:46.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"amanda chan is a superficial being." explain and support your answer with at least 3 world examples.</title><content type='html'>i guess,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things arent as easy as they seem to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially when i can see the clear gap between ______ and i, and the differences that sets her apart from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how truly sad this is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-4499254217840555509?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/4499254217840555509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=4499254217840555509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/4499254217840555509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/4499254217840555509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/10/amanda-chan-is-superficial-being.html' title='&quot;amanda chan is a superficial being.&quot; explain and support your answer with at least 3 world examples.'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-1413367396231513069</id><published>2008-10-10T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T22:09:21.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>remind me again, is it really the exam period?</title><content type='html'>ahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;I HAD FUN WATCHING LTS OF MOVIES TODAY :D&lt;br /&gt;hmm. ytd, watched camp rock for the first time ._.&lt;br /&gt;instead of studying geog -.- whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog was okay actually. it was simple. just that i spent so much time at the front, i didnt have time to elaborate much at the end. almost couldnt finish. scribbled through everything.&lt;br /&gt;went to uh. plaza sing with mutang, zhijie and yuhong to catch EAGLE EYE :D&lt;br /&gt;the atmosphere was Awkward with a big big fat gigantic humongous CAPTIAL letter A.&lt;br /&gt;no one wanted to talk. i was in this super bloody hyperactive mood because of the history report hehhehhehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. you see, &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; hard work paid off! [:&lt;br /&gt;buttttt! the movie rocksxzxzszxzszxzxzzxzzszx bigbigbig time. mutang and i were like, making so many comments and saying how OMG it is throughout the movie. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S SO DARN TOTALLY COOOL.&lt;br /&gt;though the main lead didnt die like he's supposed to =.=&lt;br /&gt;tskkk. hohoho. computer domination. i cant wait for that to happen ._.&lt;br /&gt;the trip back was quiet. with lots of starings. which made us crack up like some retarded people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes, yesterday, when i went home with simin. i was staring at her too. so i kept staring, and she kept avoiding my stare, and kept laughing until she nearly cried LOL. then on the mrt, i was still staring at her. and when she turned around to tell me sth and saw me staring at her, SHE TOTALLY JUMPED. as in, seriously, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JUMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i bet she'd have screamed if we werent on a train -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. so i came home, AND WATCHED MORE MOVIES :D&lt;br /&gt;first, i got my daily anime quota fulfilled, and then i watched camprock again, but skipped many parts luh.&lt;br /&gt;AND I WATCHED MAMMA MIA! :D&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. it was hilarious. and then i was singing to almost all the songs ._.&lt;br /&gt;learned them from my sis. she performed the musical during her concert last year.&lt;br /&gt;and she sang along too, when she heard me singing LOL&lt;br /&gt;it was funfunfunfunfun[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, dont expect me to revise anymore. that's never gonna happen. unless my mum promises me one thing :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-1413367396231513069?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/1413367396231513069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=1413367396231513069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/1413367396231513069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/1413367396231513069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/10/remind-me-again-is-it-really-exam.html' title='remind me again, is it really the exam period?'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-7066578708215987026</id><published>2008-10-09T15:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T16:18:10.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogthings'/><title type='text'>more blogthings</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Brain's Pattern&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is a firestorm - full of intensity and drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts may seem scattered to you most of the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they often seem strong and passionate to those around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a natural influencer. The thoughts you share are very powerful and persuading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;What Pattern Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 52% Sociopath&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouasociopathquiz/sociopath-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not a sociopath, but you're very prone to antisocial behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other people's opinions matter little to you. You live your own fringe life - for better or worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouasociopathquiz/"&gt;Are You A Sociopath?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Blogging Type is Unique and Avant-Garde&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/unique.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a bit ... unusual. And so is your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're impulsive, and you'll often post the first thing that pops in your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completely uncensored, you blog tends to shock... even though that's not your intent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to change your blog often, experimenting with new designs and content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/"&gt;What's Your Blogging Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're Part Diva&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouadivaquiz/part-diva.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that a girl's gotta work it to get her way in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while you aren't about to throw a tantrum at every turn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do amp up the drama when you know you need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You mix charm, honesty, and kindness to get ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouadivaquiz/"&gt;Are You a Diva?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Have a Fairly Strong Willpower&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/isyourwillpowerstrongquiz/willpower-2.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temptation doesn't get the better of you all that often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you set your mind on a goal, you'll do your best to achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while you don't have a perfect record with willpower, you do okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you fall off the wagon with something, you're usually not off the wagon for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/isyourwillpowerstrongquiz/"&gt;Is Your Willpower Strong?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Cameo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolororangeareyouquiz/cameo.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are understanding and very empathetic. It's easy for you to see where people are coming from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You find so much joy from other people. You're a social butterfly, and you wouldn't live any other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't tend to have acquaintances. Everyone is your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all of your friends tend to be friends. You have a knack for bringing very different people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolororangeareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Orange Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Rule Mercury&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatplanetshouldyourulequiz/mercury.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close to sun, Mercury has very long days - and is rarely visible to the rest of the solar system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are perfect to rule Mercury, because you live for the present - and can truly enjoy a day that goes on forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Mercury, you are quick and elusive. Your wit is outstanding, and you can win any verbal sparring match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people see you as superficial, but in truth, you just play many roles and have many interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great manipulator, you usually get what you want from people. And they're happy to give it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatplanetshouldyourulequiz/"&gt;What Planet Should You Rule?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Christmas Sprit Level: 40%&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/doyouhavethechristmasspiritquiz/christmas-2.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely have some Christmas spirit, and you enjoy the holidays as much as the average person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't go over the top celebrating, and by December 26th, you're ready to pack away your decorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have your own special Christmas traditions, and you tend to pick and choose what you like about Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays are important to you, but you don't let them take over your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouhavethechristmasspiritquiz/"&gt;Do You Have the Christmas Spirit?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Having a Yellow Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolordayareyouhavingquiz/yellow.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a pretty great day for you. How could it not be with your optimistic attitude?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very inspired right now, and your creativity is at its peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you are on top of the world today, be careful. You may be more fragile than you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as you don't let yourself get too worked up or over-stimulated, you'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolordayareyouhavingquiz/"&gt;What Color Day Are You Having?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 75% Pure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/the100questionpuritytest/pure-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're pretty pure, and you have no plans on changing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do have a devilish side though... and it will probably get the better of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/the100questionpuritytest/"&gt;The 100 Question Purity Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are the Ego&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouidegoorsuperegoquiz/ego.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take a balanced approach to your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely aren't afraid to act out on your desires - even crazy ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you usually think first. Morals drive you as much as hedonism does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been able to live a life of pleasure... without living a life of excess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouidegoorsuperegoquiz/"&gt;Are You Id, Ego, or Superego?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People Envy Your Generosity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdopeopleenvyaboutyouquiz/generosity.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a giving soul, and you'd do almost anything for those you love. And they'd do anything for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People may envy how giving you are, but more than anything, they envy those you open your heart to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdopeopleenvyaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Do People Envy About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Belong in New York City&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcitydoyoubelonginquiz/newyork.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the energetic, ambitious type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And only NYC is fast enough for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll set yourself up with a killer career&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or simply take in all the city has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcitydoyoubelonginquiz/"&gt;What City Do You Belong In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Chances of Being a Multimillionaire: 80%&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/willyoubeamultimillionairequiz/mm-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a good chance of being a multimillionaire. Better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You simply have a natural knack for money. You have the perfect personality for success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/willyoubeamultimillionairequiz/"&gt;Will You Be a Multimillionaire?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 28% Happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howhappyareyouquiz/happy-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not miserable, but you could stand to be a lot happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus on what's right in the world, and you'll be happier than you ever thought possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howhappyareyouquiz/"&gt;How Happy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Power Color Is Lime Green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/lime-green.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Highest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are adventurous, witty, and a visionary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Lowest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel misunderstood, like you don't fit in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a tough exterior but can be very dedicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You're Attractive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your self-awareness and confidence lights up a room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Eternal Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What else do I need in my life?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/"&gt;What's Your Power Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Fashion Style is Urban&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindoffashionablewomanareyouquiz/urban.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a style all your own... and it works&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too trendy, not too freaky - you've got streetwear down to a science&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always look cute and put together, but keep it comfortable too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of girl that creates trends and inspires others to be funky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindoffashionablewomanareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Fashionable Woman Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Mood is a 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howdoesyourmoodratequiz/4.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're feeling a little down, but not totally bummed out. Your mood is on the low side of average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdoesyourmoodratequiz/"&gt;How Does Your Mood Rate?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Depression Level: 56%&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyoudepressedquiz/depressed-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem to have mild depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people fall into your range, and it's quite possible you don't need treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've been feeling this way for a while, you may want to seek help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoudepressedquiz/"&gt;Are You Depressed?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Mouth is a Little Big&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/doyouhaveabigmouth/mouth-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not a total tell all, but you don't hide who you are either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've struck a good balance between discretion and sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People know you fairly well, at least on a superficial level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you save your most revealing secrets for your best friend... or no one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouhaveabigmouth/"&gt;Do You Have a Big Mouth?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Lemon Meringue Pie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofpieareyouquiz/lemon-meringue-pie.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the perfect combo of sassy and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always know how to brighten someone's mood, but you're not overly sappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you can be a bit too honest at times. And most people find that refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you're always true to yourself, you keep things light. That's how people are able to stomach your slightly bitter outlook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who like you have well refined tastes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're complicated - and let's face it - a true enigma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy defying expectations, and there are many layers to your personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not one easy way to define you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofpieareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Pie Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are an Afternoon Person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouamorningpersonornightpersonquiz/afternoon.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find energy any time of the day ... or night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to be out and about when most other people are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very early mornings or very late nights aren't really your thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're practically solar powered, and the afternoon is when do best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouamorningpersonornightpersonquiz/"&gt;Are You a Morning Person or Night Person?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Have Good Manners 87% of the Time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howareyourmannersquiz/manners-5.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You manners are perfect. You always carry yourself with class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how to be considerate toward everyone - even if they aren't considerate to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howareyourmannersquiz/"&gt;How Are Your Manners?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i'm not studying for geog. toooo lazyyyyy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-7066578708215987026?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/7066578708215987026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=7066578708215987026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/7066578708215987026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/7066578708215987026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-blogthings.html' title='more blogthings'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-4061562733301448419</id><published>2008-10-07T21:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T21:57:21.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we slacked so much during maths cid.&lt;br /&gt;then every one started playing this typing thing&lt;br /&gt;HEHHEH. I OWNED LOL.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm sure lots of people can own me too lorr D:&lt;br /&gt;88 words isnt very fast -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 60px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 40px; BACKGROUND: url(http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png) no-repeat; WIDTH: 300px; COLOR: #009933; PADDING-TOP: 50px; FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/"&gt;88 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm too bored ._.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-4061562733301448419?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/4061562733301448419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=4061562733301448419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/4061562733301448419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/4061562733301448419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-slacked-so-much-during-maths-cid.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-3464806885440005538</id><published>2008-10-06T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T17:20:00.608+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><title type='text'>quiz again.</title><content type='html'>i cant believe this quiz is still circulating. it's &lt;strong&gt;ancient.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, it'll be a quick one. wont bother doing anything uhm. interesting. simple and straight to the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tagged you is&lt;br /&gt;mutang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with &lt;s&gt;him&lt;/s&gt; her is&lt;br /&gt;friends / classmate from rv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your five impressions of &lt;s&gt;him&lt;/s&gt; HER.&lt;br /&gt;uhm, first impressions? i cant rmb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. uh. abit. short. [no offence mutanggggggggg]&lt;br /&gt;2. she's easily obssessed with guys.&lt;br /&gt;3. she burps super loudly&lt;br /&gt;4. has lots of clips on her head&lt;br /&gt;5. has a very small bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing &lt;s&gt;he&lt;/s&gt; SHE had done for you.&lt;br /&gt;lemme think. uhm. uhhh.&lt;br /&gt;go ear piercing with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable thing &lt;s&gt;he&lt;/s&gt; said to you.&lt;br /&gt;uhmmmmmmm. ehhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;"exams are boring lor"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If &lt;s&gt;he&lt;/s&gt; SHE is your lover, you will&lt;br /&gt;uhm. kill myself. i dont think i'm unstraight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If &lt;s&gt;he&lt;/s&gt; she is your lover, the thing &lt;s&gt;he&lt;/s&gt; she has to improve on will be&lt;br /&gt;dont be such a slacker. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If &lt;s&gt;he&lt;/s&gt; becomes your enemy, you will:&lt;br /&gt;frankly speaking, i dont know. i'm not a person who goes crying over failed relationships so i probably will just live life as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If &lt;s&gt;he&lt;/s&gt; she becomes your enemy, the reason will be:&lt;br /&gt;dont know. maybe not all opposites attract?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing to do for &lt;s&gt;him&lt;/s&gt; her now is.&lt;br /&gt;smack her in the head to get her out of lalaland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of &lt;s&gt;him &lt;/s&gt;her.&lt;br /&gt;she falls in love so easily, it's freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How do you think people around you will feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;snobbish.&lt;br /&gt;elitist.&lt;br /&gt;strict.&lt;br /&gt;no fun.&lt;br /&gt;act pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that's just because they arent my good friends [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like hell, weijie will think i'm the best bf in the world LOL.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The characters you love about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;i complete given tasks at the speed of light (when i feel like it) and i can survive super boring/tedious tasks.&lt;br /&gt;and the fact that i dont talk to strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, the characters you hate about yourself are.&lt;br /&gt;i procrastinate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is.&lt;br /&gt;ohhoho, isnt this easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOD :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dont you dare say &lt;em&gt;"how typical".&lt;/em&gt; He's so muchmuch better than any of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. For people that care and like you, say something to them.&lt;br /&gt;wow. there're such people? they must be out of their mind, then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"congratulations on becoming a member of abc mental hospital. your membership card will be sent to you shortly!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. List the names of 10 people you want to pass on this quiz to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. chingxing&lt;br /&gt;2. pekkhoon&lt;br /&gt;3. jeslynn [provided she sees this]&lt;br /&gt;4. lizhen&lt;br /&gt;5. vanessa&lt;br /&gt;6. ruth&lt;br /&gt;7. weijie♥&lt;br /&gt;8. jaydon&lt;br /&gt;9. ivan&lt;br /&gt;10. jieyi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is no. 6 having relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;[ruth] no one, i think? o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is no. 9 a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;[ivan] ahahaha. he should be male [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If no. 7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;[weijie &amp;amp; jieyi] HAHAHA. they're 'sisters'. sure, why not? :D but weijie's mine -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What is no. 2 studying?&lt;br /&gt;[pekkhoon] whatever the school is teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. When was the last time you had a chat with no. 3?&lt;br /&gt;[jeslynn] uhm. on the night of the concert?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What kind of music band does no. 8 like?&lt;br /&gt;[jaydon] ahahahahahaaaaa. we've similar music taste [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Does no. 1 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;[chingxing] she's the only child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{edit}&lt;br /&gt;she has a brother. i forgot all about him :D&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;{/edit}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Will you woo no. 3?&lt;br /&gt;[jeslynn] LOL. maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. How about no. 7?&lt;br /&gt;[weijie] HELL YEA! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Is no. 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;[lizhen] yes, unless she's hiding it from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What is the surname of no. 5?&lt;br /&gt;[vanessa] CHAN! ha. we have the same surname too, virgo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What is the hobby of no. 10?&lt;br /&gt;uhm.. not sure. praying to God? :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Does no.5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;[vanessa &amp;amp; ivan] they dont know each other, though i THINK they will. ivan's such a nice guy, you see? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Where is no. 2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;[pekkhoon] RV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Talk something casually about no. 1?&lt;br /&gt;[chingxing] KAWAIIIII&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Have you tried developing feelings for no. 8?&lt;br /&gt;[jaydon] uhmmmmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;he's my ex-maple bf. that counted? o.o&lt;br /&gt;we keep in contact, as friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Where does no. 9 live at?&lt;br /&gt;i have no ideaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What colour does no. 4 like?&lt;br /&gt;uhm. i havent gotten round to asking her that yet.&lt;br /&gt;black? probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Are no.5 and 1 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;[vanessa &amp;amp; chingxing] nope.&lt;br /&gt;{edit}&lt;br /&gt;okay, she claims they are. so yea.&lt;br /&gt;{/edit}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Does no. 1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;[chingxing] no -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Is no. 7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;[weijie] TOTALLY! sexxayeeeeee babeeeee ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What is no. 10 doing now?&lt;br /&gt;[jieyi] i dont know ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhohohoho. the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-3464806885440005538?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/3464806885440005538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=3464806885440005538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3464806885440005538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3464806885440005538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/10/quiz-again.html' title='quiz again.'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-2186040661608780927</id><published>2008-10-05T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T22:03:56.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>say hi, and the world crumbles down on you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&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;bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-2186040661608780927?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/2186040661608780927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=2186040661608780927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2186040661608780927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2186040661608780927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/10/say-hi-and-world-crumbles-down-on-you.html' title='say hi, and the world crumbles down on you'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-3349859535610206188</id><published>2008-10-04T16:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T22:06:27.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the vengence that runs deep inside my heart</title><content type='html'>[edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i guess i went out of my mind. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;posting that on my blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;though it's true and it freaks me out,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i bet you peeps are laughing at how miserable i am now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dont worry, i wont be alright for a long time, so you'll have plenty of time to laugh and joke over my misery. dont worry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[/edit]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-3349859535610206188?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/3349859535610206188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=3349859535610206188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3349859535610206188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3349859535610206188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/10/that-fucking-asshole-jerk.html' title='the vengence that runs deep inside my heart'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-1019067976391666484</id><published>2008-10-03T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T22:53:36.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><title type='text'>a string of birthdays [:</title><content type='html'>firstly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;belated&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;YUANFANG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha my dear buddy [:&lt;br /&gt;jiayou for choir kay! you'll be able to do muchhh better. i've faith in you yea!&lt;br /&gt;jiayou for EOYS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2ndly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RUTH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's approx1 hours away now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thanks for always being such a supportive senior!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best for your EOYS, GOD BLESS! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30;color:#660000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GERMAINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your bday is 25 hours away :D&lt;br /&gt;jy for EOYS! [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-1019067976391666484?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/1019067976391666484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=1019067976391666484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/1019067976391666484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/1019067976391666484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/10/string-of-birthdays.html' title='a string of birthdays [:'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-3331488193772991587</id><published>2008-10-03T16:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T17:06:21.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogthings'/><title type='text'>blogthings for fun.</title><content type='html'>quizzes from blogthings. some koped from mutang's blog [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Extremely Thin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/doyouneedtoloseweightquiz/weight-1.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your BMI is 15.4 - a healthy BMI falls between 18.5 and 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely don't need to lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you need to gain some weight to ensure you're healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go ahead and pig out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't agree? Blame the government standards we based this test on! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouneedtoloseweightquiz/"&gt;Do You Need to Lose Weight?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm. i'm alrdy pigginggg out! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Part of You That No One Sees&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsthepartofyouthatnooneseesquiz/purple.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are unique, witty, and even a little snobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're quite proud of who you are, and nothing is going to change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've paved your own way in life, and you've ended up where you want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underneath it all, you feel very isolated from the rest of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to find people to relate to you on every level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mundane interests of your friends and family often bore or depress you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsthepartofyouthatnooneseesquiz/"&gt;What's the Part of You That No One Sees?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 51% Real&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howrealareyouquiz/real-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're pretty real with people, but you can't help hiding a good part of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not truly happy with who you are at times... and believe it or not, it shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try not to hide parts of your life from the people who matter to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends and family are probably a lot more accepting than you realize!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howrealareyouquiz/"&gt;How Real Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i passed by 1%. wow. how unreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Famous Last Words Will Be:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatwillyourfamouslastwordsbequiz/death2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nice doggy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatwillyourfamouslastwordsbequiz/"&gt;What Will Your Famous Last Words Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. NICE DOGGY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Soul Really Looks Like&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/insidetheroomofyoursoulquiz/room.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a warm hearted and open minded person. It's easy for you to forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very grounded, responsible, and realistic person. People may not want to hear the truth from you, but they're going to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see yourself with pretty objective eyes. How you view yourself is almost exactly how other people view you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your near future is calm, relaxing, and pretty much what you want. And it's something you've been anticipating for a while now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, falling in love is all about flirting and feeling playful. You couldn't fall in love with someone who took life too seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/insidetheroomofyoursoulquiz/"&gt;Inside the Room of Your Soul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really? o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Loafers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofshoeareyouquiz/loafers.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, powerful, and successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard working and business like, you always dress and act appropriately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are consistent and a bit conservative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You aren't really susceptible to trends, although you always dress well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you tend to be formal, you know how to adapt to your surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are professional at work... but more laid back when your with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should live: In a huge city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should work: In a competitive field where you can rise to the top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofshoeareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Shoe Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not again. i cant imagine myself as successful, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Hair Should Be Brown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolorhairshouldyouhavequiz/brown.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an intelligent, well respected person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very confident. You take yourself seriously, and other people take you seriously too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a good leader, and you can be trusted with someone's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You motivate people well, and you command respect easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are competent, successful, and organized. You can't stand chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people mistake you for being cold, calculating, or elitist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorhairshouldyouhavequiz/"&gt;What Color Hair Should You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN. wth. i am not successful lah! but the mistake part is ohh-so-true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Purple Umbrella Says About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/theumbrellatest/purple.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When faced with adversity, you remain together and graceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very balanced, and it's hard for you to let yourself get too down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are brainy and philosophical. It's hard for you to lose your broad perspective on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You accept things as they are. You don't try to change anything that can't be changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a rainy day: you should spend the day reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/theumbrellatest/"&gt;The Umbrella Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only problem is that i dont have any perspective on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are A Gold Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolorgirlareyouquiz/power-gold.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're dependable and hard working. You never miss a deadline - and you're never late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a clear sense of right and wrong. You're very detail oriented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get frustrated when your friends are sloppy - or when they don't follow through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're on top of things, and you wish that everyone else was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorgirlareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Girl Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is. generally. true. unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your White Outfit Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howyourfavoriteoutfittellswhatkindofgirlyouarequiz/white.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a natural beauty - and you never let your fashion steal the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a quiet confidence that you'll look great in almost anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you may feel understated, men are attracted to your mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designer match: Gucci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signature accessory: A cashmere scarf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howyourfavoriteoutfittellswhatkindofgirlyouarequiz/"&gt;How Your Favorite Outfit Tells What Kind of Girl You Are&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. (pukegagsvomityuckyuckyuck)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 40% Healthy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howhealthyisyourdietquiz/healthy-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're on your way to having a healthy diet, but you have a ways to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is okay in moderation. But you don't quite have moderation figured out yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howhealthyisyourdietquiz/"&gt;How Healthy Is Your Diet?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. how true, how true :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are an Excellent Cook&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouagoodcookquiz/excellent-cook.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a top cook, but you weren't born that way. It's taken a lot of practice, a lot of experimenting, and a lot of learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's likely that you have what it takes to be a top chef, should you have the desire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouagoodcookquiz/"&gt;Are You A Good Cook?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA thankyou thankyou :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your English Skills:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/doesyourenglishcutthemustardquiz/english.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spelling: 100%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grammar: 80%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vocabulary: 80%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punctuation: 60%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doesyourenglishcutthemustardquiz/"&gt;Does Your English Cut the Mustard?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL MY PUNCTUATION ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Animal Personality&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/theanimalpersonalitytest/animal2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Power Animal: Deer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal You Were in a Past Life: Panda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a fun-seeker - an adventurous, risk-taker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you are spontaneous, you are not very rational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/theanimalpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Animal Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHOHO I LOVE PANDAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Fridge Says About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdothecontentsofyourrefrigeratorsayaboutyouquiz/fridge.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to be surrounded by things you love. You aren't exactly greedy, but you can be materialistic at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very thrifty person. You don't like to waste money... or food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't tend to be a very adventurous person, but you do surprise everyone now and then. You have a bit of a wild side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are responsible, together, and mature. You act like an adult, even when you don't feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are likely single - and spending many nights alone at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdothecontentsofyourrefrigeratorsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Do the Contents of Your Refrigerator Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm single duh, and yes, i spend many nights alone at home ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Ketchup&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcondimentareyouquiz/ketchup.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are easy going and very measured in your approach to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popular and well liked, you get along with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, everyone loves you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your taste tends to be pretty mainstream American.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go for the classic favorites: burgers, fries, and apple pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get along best with mustard and mayonnaise personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcondimentareyouquiz/"&gt;What Condiment Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap. i hate ketchup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Taste in Music Says About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourtasteinmusicsayaboutyouquiz/music-2.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your musical tastes are intense and rebellious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intelligent... but in a very unconventional way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are curious about the world. You love doing something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you enjoy taking risks and doing things most people would shy away from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very physical. It's likely that you're athletic, but not into team sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the soul of an artist. Beauty and harmony are important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourtasteinmusicsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Taste in Music Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Had an Average Year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howdidyouryearratequiz/year-2.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you had some setbacks, your year also brought some good things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, things mostly evened out. That's just how life works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus on what went well for you - and what you can improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new year is a perfect reason to give yourself a fresh start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdidyouryearratequiz/"&gt;How Did Your Year Rate?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;precisely. it's so average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Sleeping Position Says&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyoursleepingpositionsayaboutyouquiz/fetal.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are secretly sensitive, but you often put up a front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shy and private, you yearn for security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take relationships slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need lots of reassurances before you can trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't get enough sleep, you are: Cranky and a big baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to sleep next to you because: You are a light sleeper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyoursleepingpositionsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Sleeping Position Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzz. how long have i spent doing these lame quizzes?&lt;br /&gt;I HAVENT STARTED REVISION.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELLLLLLLLLLLLLL D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE DIE DIEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-3331488193772991587?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/3331488193772991587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=3331488193772991587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3331488193772991587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3331488193772991587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/10/blogthings-for-fun.html' title='blogthings for fun.'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-2490397928322570200</id><published>2008-10-02T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T21:44:41.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hohoho. the art of spending money :D</title><content type='html'>okay.&lt;br /&gt;it's not my fault.&lt;br /&gt;i just like to share.&lt;br /&gt;so far, i've influenced many ppl around me to buy stuff from blogshop.&lt;br /&gt;that's just cause i like them to get things at a cheaper price!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;i'm so nice LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont even get service charge from them lah!&lt;br /&gt;they order through me, i go meet up and travel here and there for them for free leh.&lt;br /&gt;you better say i'm nice.&lt;br /&gt;if not, you're dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-2490397928322570200?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/2490397928322570200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=2490397928322570200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2490397928322570200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2490397928322570200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/10/hohoho-art-of-spending-money-d.html' title='hohoho. the art of spending money :D'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-3747819864426027517</id><published>2008-09-30T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T21:02:06.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just know i'm gonna fail something this term&lt;br /&gt;there's only 9 days left before my first paper, yet i'm like&lt;br /&gt;totally not studying.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not nervous&lt;br /&gt;neither am i excited&lt;br /&gt;nor am i scared&lt;br /&gt;or tensed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just feels like any other day to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooooooooh yea. i've gone abnormal :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was weird.&lt;br /&gt;went to JE with lizhen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) yuhong +zhijie&lt;br /&gt;2) kangchyi +xiuhui&lt;br /&gt;3) pauline +joanne&lt;br /&gt;4) lincoln + albert&lt;br /&gt;5) germaine&lt;br /&gt;6) nicole -____-&lt;br /&gt;7) xinyi + yewhui&lt;br /&gt;8) genevieve&lt;br /&gt;9) my sis's primary sch friend, justin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these, are the people i saw when i was at JE, happily eating hot fudge sundae.&lt;br /&gt;is JE that small? -_______-&lt;br /&gt;or is it too popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. tmr's a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going &lt;u&gt;shopping.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-6050243198985352446</id><published>2008-09-29T20:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T15:18:10.957+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogthings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>quiz&lt;s&gt;zes&lt;/s&gt;, coped from mutang's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Playing Cards Tell About Your Future&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/theplayingcardtest/cards.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now is a time of warning and caution for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your emotions are currently tied to changes in your home. You may be receiving a visitor soon or changing your address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your closest friend has been fantastic... as long as you're not romantically involved. Whenever you have a sweetie, your friend seems to get distant and jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The near future will bring you major disputes and arguments. Things could end in a lawsuit, a separation, or divorce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware of some very bad news. This may mean the loss of someone close - or the loss of a close relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/theplayingcardtest/"&gt;The Playing Card Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hah. i wish it all come true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-6050243198985352446?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/6050243198985352446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=6050243198985352446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/6050243198985352446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/6050243198985352446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/09/quizzes-coped-from-mutangs-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-627640900832505177</id><published>2008-09-28T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T21:37:05.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY MUM MADE STRAWBERRY CHEESECAKE! :D:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's amazing how i'm not 100000kg by now -____-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-627640900832505177?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/627640900832505177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=627640900832505177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/627640900832505177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/627640900832505177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-mum-made-strawberry-cheesecake-dd.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-3039828203695494776</id><published>2008-09-28T20:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T20:31:21.514+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mugging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weijie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skinnies'/><title type='text'>the 3 consecutive days i saw my girlfriend&lt;3</title><content type='html'>okay! i've decided to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday, 26/9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm. oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;school was okay, THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I COULDNT FINISH THE COMP LESSON HW! D:&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;went to dhoby ghaut to collect weijie's present hehhhh.&lt;br /&gt;supposed to go mug with yuning, but didnt ._.&lt;br /&gt;LYDIA'S SO NICE.&lt;br /&gt;she put the keychains into a very nice box for me hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and even provided me with alcohol wipes to keep the keychains shiny!&lt;br /&gt;ohwell, i hope weijie likes it heh.&lt;br /&gt;reached home, chiongchiongchiong.&lt;br /&gt;bathe change blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;for the first time in a zillion months, i boarded the holy 242 bus that i used to take everyday when i was in primary school. i totally forgot how everything looked like, and how fast it took to reach my destination.&lt;br /&gt;so i waited for weijie. i was 20minutes early LOL.&lt;br /&gt;but she chionged down too, so i waited for like, only 10minutes? thank god.&lt;br /&gt;crossed the road to CITY HARVEST CHURCH. hohohohoho. met ivan, weijie's cellgroup's leader and PAPA LOL. and &lt;strong&gt;jieyi, also weijie's "sister"&lt;/strong&gt;, who is in the same cellgroup i think. they're all so nice! :D and friendly. and jieyi actually knows who i am thanks to weijie. i think she is telling everyone she knows about someone named amanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE SAW JESLYNN AND SHIMIN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, for those who dont know. they're my primary school classmates.&lt;br /&gt;it was totally WEIRD, i tell you. and thus, being the shy me,  (hurhurhur pukesgagsvomitdies) i didnt dare approach them LOL. well, we werent on the best of terms in primary school either. and i guess that didnt change over 1.5years of not seeing each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, the concert was GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;lots of singing, (thankgod. i've not been singing my heart out for a long time now, so this was totally stress-relieving), lots of jumping, (i didnt jump, weijie did.), and lots of amen-ing. (they say amen after almost every sentence. it's new to me, so i couldnt catch up with some stuff they did.), and lots of praying.( this was okay. i know how to pray. just not in tongues. in fact, i freaked out a little when they prayed in tongues.)&lt;br /&gt;tongues is sorta a language or a way you communicate with God, and you acquire this skill when you're baptised, as quoted from jieyi. wow. you're bathed in holy water and WA LA~ you're able to speak tongues. it feels a bit weird, though.&lt;br /&gt;went to visit danying cause she's sick. awwww, they're so nice. if someone visited me when i'm sick, i think i'll just recover immediately. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;weijie left first, to meet clarence. (that impatient guy that doesnt know how to wait, and who looks like a drug addict. you will not believe he's just 16 cause he looks ancient. this is one guy i not hesistate to kill.) hmph.&lt;br /&gt;went home with jieyi etcetcetc. talked more about church and stuff ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday, 27/9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met weijie at 12.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;she left her wallet at home LOL. so her mum brought it out for her. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;we went trying on skinnies LOL. just to find out the sizes. looks like we're all size 25s.&lt;br /&gt;LONG JOHN! ate lunch there lah. weijie met this person  that was with them during the walk a jog @ mount faber thingy. and we saw bingxing (shinan's bro) as well. i didnt see him at first. weijie noticed first, and i freaked out just a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, clarenceeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee the bugger came to find her. so we took the train to JE tgt. went to find yuning to mug while the couple went to IMM :D&lt;br /&gt;a totally unproductive mugging session. i was so sianed diao after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;MATHS SUCK. afterall.&lt;br /&gt;physics is still a total blur for me, and everything else is screwed lah,basically :D&lt;br /&gt;right now, i'm TRYING to concentrate on geography cause that's the easiest to score.&lt;br /&gt;right after, is bio, followed by lang arts. maths, hist, physics and chinese are the murderers. i'm gonna sue them when i earn enough money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bugis after collecting my purple FBT :D:D:D:D:D and my refund of 18bucks heh.&lt;br /&gt;shopshopshopshopshop. bought a shirt. didnt buy any pants cause i just preordered two skinnies. i'm still receiveing birthday presents even though a few billion days have passed -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll blog about today when i have the time.&lt;br /&gt;i'm totally zonked out. i need my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;budden, i still have tons of work to do.&lt;br /&gt;byebyebyebyebyebyebyebyebyebye&lt;div 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girlfriend&lt;3'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-1185153519635753735</id><published>2008-09-26T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T23:37:59.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weijie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I JUST CAME BACK FROM A CONCERT!&lt;br /&gt;it rocked, naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with weijie too!&lt;br /&gt;so it's like. 1000% rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will talk more bout it tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-4000996662336102290</id><published>2008-09-25T19:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T19:39:21.518+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lang arts'/><title type='text'>yayyayyayyay! i love lang arts. but i do not like miss goh.</title><content type='html'>OKAYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;today was REALLY REALLY NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time zoomed passed LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but lizhen didnt come today ): she's sickkkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;take care alrights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history was okay, geog was okay. group work LOL. ended up crapping about random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;recess was okay too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mutang tried on the BF tee and IT FITS HER. amazingly. LOL&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. before i folded up the sleeves and the bottom, it was 100% too big for her.&lt;br /&gt;AND SHE'S GONNA BUY THE BLACK ONE AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;though she's considering buying both the black and the white one.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science was BORINGGG. as usual.&lt;br /&gt;but mutang sat beside me so it was alright. got someone to crap with.&lt;br /&gt;did corrections for the assignment. boringgggg.&lt;br /&gt;she made so many mistakes lah! that @#$%^&amp;amp;*( tcher -.-&lt;br /&gt;and because she made so many mistakes, mutang said "she's a mistake".&lt;br /&gt;hehhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;but she actually said we're her fastest class LOL.&lt;br /&gt;the only class where she had time to finish teaching everything.&lt;br /&gt;well, 2E rocks, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE.&lt;br /&gt;so-so lo. whaddya expect?&lt;br /&gt;come in scream scream scream, do zuowen, scream scream scream.&lt;br /&gt;lesson end :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPEEEEECH AND DRAMMMMMAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;i've been looking forward to this since i dont know when.&lt;br /&gt;it was quite fun!&lt;br /&gt;i think we did great. hehhhh.&lt;br /&gt;AND.&lt;br /&gt;ANDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;ANDDDDDDDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;miss goh was there and she talked abit about the plagiarism thingy again.&lt;br /&gt;so everyone started going out to check whether they're the culprits.&lt;br /&gt;but obviously, it's the guys lah! -.-&lt;br /&gt;it's not a wasted trip anyway. I FOUND OUT SOMETHING THAT MADE MY DAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;hehhehhehhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;how stunning [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths was alright too, of course.&lt;br /&gt;we went t the hall for some crap thingy and the 2 J, K, L ppl were there playing captains ball.&lt;br /&gt;saw yuning, cx, etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;I TELL YOU. 2K PLAY CAPTAINS BALL DAMN HIONG LAH!&lt;br /&gt;crazy pigs.&lt;br /&gt;even the girls are running and jumping and smacking and whatevering.&lt;br /&gt;it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CRAZY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got stunned and didnt do the maths at all LOL.&lt;br /&gt;so yes. i went homeeeeeeee and started blogshopping again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-4000996662336102290?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/4000996662336102290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=4000996662336102290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/4000996662336102290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/4000996662336102290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/09/okayyyy.html' title='yayyayyayyay! i love lang arts. but i do not like miss goh.'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-6077118418290382523</id><published>2008-09-23T20:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T19:38:34.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teachers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compliments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nike bottle ):'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comm meeting'/><title type='text'>ADIEU, my 1-year-old bottle ]:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOST MY OLD NIKE BOTTLE ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the one merwyn gave me as a birthday present last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really liked it. dang ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;i'll start using the bottle weijie gave me for my bday :D&lt;br /&gt;what a coincidence. i lost my bottle after she gave me the bottle 4 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm quite happy today.&lt;br /&gt;though chinese sucked &lt;em&gt;AS USUAL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;langarts was quite fun. miss goh drew lots to arrange the speech thingy&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to be first, being register no. 1&lt;br /&gt;but i ended up being the last in class to present after drawing lots :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;and thennnnnnnn. miss goh said that my 'about a boy' essay was very well done ._.&lt;br /&gt;HEHHHHHHHHH :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this doesnt mean her lessons arent boring anymore -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess felt longer than usual too!&lt;br /&gt;though it was quite fun. chatting and ___.&lt;br /&gt;CID was okay too. super slack. but i'll need to finish the entire report by myself.&lt;br /&gt;hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind, really. i love writing reports :D&lt;br /&gt;nownownow, the sad thing is, i lost my bottle right after CID.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if i left it in the lab or in 2H&lt;br /&gt;in any case, IT'S GONE ):&lt;br /&gt;gonegonegonegonegone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science was OKAY too. i'm getting the hang of it.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i need to speak softer LOL. everything i talk to lizhen, the class will suddenly become very quiet and the teacher could hear what i was telling her.&lt;br /&gt;like last week. during miss goh's lesson, she was asking the class what type of structure is this or sth. so i told lizhen, "it's anti-climax." then she went, "really meh?"&lt;br /&gt;so when i replied, " YEA, IT'S ANTI-CLIMAX!"&lt;br /&gt;i think it came out abit too loud. and miss goh heard it and went, " YES THAT'S RIGHT" -___-&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even wanna ans her question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the same. jeanne lim asked us if anyone has finished drwaing the ray diagram. no one answered cause they were all busy drawing. so when i finished like a few seconds later, i went, "I FINISH ALREADY" to LIZHEN, but again. jeanne lim heard -____- and showed the stupid diagram to the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it SOUNDS like they're compliments, but seriouslyyyyyyy. 'compliments' from a teacher i dont really like (miss goh) and from a teacher i totally hate (jeannelim), it's more -_____- than :D&lt;br /&gt;if you get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comm meeting was.&lt;br /&gt;so-so.&lt;br /&gt;wasnt really looking forward to it anyw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH ANDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY, FINISHED, FILING, ALL THE WORKSHEEEEETS! :D:D:D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-6077118418290382523?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/6077118418290382523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=6077118418290382523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/6077118418290382523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/6077118418290382523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-lost-my-old-nike-bottle-one-merwyn.html' title='ADIEU, my 1-year-old bottle ]:'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-2280224812763844372</id><published>2008-09-22T20:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T20:13:55.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Virgo - Your Love Profile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourloveprofilequiz/virgo-love.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your positive traits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're incredibly thoughtful and able to give your partner what they need most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are totally logical. You can deal with problems without involving your emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good work ethic. You'll do whatever it takes (within reason) to make your relationship work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your negative traits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you are so focused on your goals that you let your relationships suffer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be a perfectionist - and expect perfection from your mate as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are picky. So picky that you rather be single than with someone who has a few minor faults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal partner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Values success in life as much as you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fits a checklist of qualities you've been looking for since childhood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you, is more practical and realistic than romantic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dating style:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Active. You're a bit hyper, so you'd prefer a date that involved rollerblading in the park or hiking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your seduction style:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may seem a bit shy, but once you open up to someone - you're totally uninhibited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to set the scene first - candles, music, nice sheets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit obsessed with cleanliness, you may want to shower first with your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for the future:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soften up a little. Vulnerability is sexy - and feels great over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lower your standards a little. Look past a messy desk or someone being five minutes late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise your partner more. You make expect them to be successful, but complements are still appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best color to attract mate: Navy blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best day for a date: Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourloveprofilequiz/"&gt;What's Your Love Profile?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's &lt;em&gt;mostly&lt;/em&gt; true, i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;people around me have been making it sound as if it's wrong to be a perfectionist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-2280224812763844372?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/2280224812763844372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=2280224812763844372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2280224812763844372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2280224812763844372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/09/virgo-your-love-profile-your-positive.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-1889246081442182579</id><published>2008-09-20T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T18:22:54.058+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='szenee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speech and drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mutang'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruth cherie cx weiping germaine came to my house to bake cookies.&lt;br /&gt;more information, CHINGXING's blog please [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring schoooool day.&lt;br /&gt;cca, presented the cookies to the tchers.&lt;br /&gt;blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;mr tay came! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;he's damn damn damn pro [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mutang and szenee came to my house for S&amp;amp;D stuff LOL&lt;br /&gt;it was HILARIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;we had so many NGs at first cause it was so darndarndarn funny. and we just cant stop laughing&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;it got better, though!&lt;br /&gt;WE MEMORISED OUR SCRIPTS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inside jokes:&lt;br /&gt;" Please hold my....."&lt;br /&gt;" and 6 dollars under properties........"&lt;br /&gt;" HEHHEHHEH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last one. is my spastic laughter. LOL&lt;br /&gt;in an attempt to get used to the audience laughing, i tried to distract them and ended up laughing a super spastic laugh which made the two of them laugh like madmadmadmadmad.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun, i tell you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-1889246081442182579?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/1889246081442182579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=1889246081442182579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/1889246081442182579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/1889246081442182579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/09/thursday-ruth-cherie-cx-weiping.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-3783958179407485283</id><published>2008-09-17T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T21:20:50.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the meme quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;okay. THE MEME QUIZ, stolen from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHINGXING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. There are 30 questions.&lt;br /&gt;2. Next to each number, write only the name of the person who fits.&lt;br /&gt;3. Answer one question with one name.&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't tell the questions to anyone who isn't doing the meme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) jiayu&lt;br /&gt;2) sylvia&lt;br /&gt;3) hanee&lt;br /&gt;4) kaixin&lt;br /&gt;5) hubert&lt;br /&gt;6) germaine&lt;br /&gt;7) zeming&lt;br /&gt;8) WEIJIE♥&lt;br /&gt;9) any of my friends&lt;br /&gt;10) my mum's friend&lt;br /&gt;11) mutang&lt;br /&gt;12) bella in vampire form&lt;br /&gt;13) yunyi&lt;br /&gt;14) szenee&lt;br /&gt;15) qinghe LOL&lt;br /&gt;16) pekkhoon&lt;br /&gt;17) chongtat&lt;br /&gt;18) mutang again&lt;br /&gt;19) yuning&lt;br /&gt;20) mouse lee&lt;br /&gt;21) mouse lee againnnn&lt;br /&gt;22) my sister&lt;br /&gt;23) mouse lee again&lt;br /&gt;24) kangchyi&lt;br /&gt;25) Edward.&lt;br /&gt;26) my pet turtle&lt;br /&gt;27) God [:&lt;br /&gt;28) i dont know what's hat&lt;br /&gt;29) EDWARDDDDD :D&lt;br /&gt;30) this isnt that hard..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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quiz'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-2756626700058027638</id><published>2008-09-17T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T23:13:07.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;pangseh-ers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stop spoiling my mood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-2756626700058027638?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-9056022643807936566</id><published>2008-09-16T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:01:49.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new phone'/><title type='text'>phoneeeeeeeee</title><content type='html'>I GOT MY NEW PHONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss my old phone, and i think my old phone is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT THIS PHONE IS COOL TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just that i've no time to edit some stuff and add contacts so it's very weird and empty now LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;like finally :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-9056022643807936566?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-4591771180647743632</id><published>2008-09-15T23:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T23:05:14.462+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physics teacher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physics'/><title type='text'>science never gets boring. 'cept for bio.</title><content type='html'>YESYESYES.&lt;br /&gt;SCIENCE&lt;br /&gt;is very intesting.&lt;br /&gt;with the exception on biology which makes me fall asleep 15minutes into lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics is really interesting, and i'd love it as much as chem IF THE TCHER DOESNT SUCK SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang. stupid tchers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-4591771180647743632?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/4591771180647743632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=4591771180647743632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/4591771180647743632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/4591771180647743632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/09/science-never-gets-boring-cept-for-bio.html' title='science never gets boring. &apos;cept for bio.'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-3180897086080264969</id><published>2008-09-13T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T23:33:10.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weijie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>the bestest best friend.</title><content type='html'>YESYES.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;I AM GOING OUT WITH WEIJIE AGAIN :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;like finally.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO MOVIES IN A ROW O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes, she rocks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-3180897086080264969?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/3180897086080264969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=3180897086080264969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3180897086080264969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3180897086080264969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/09/bestest-best-friend.html' title='the bestest best friend.'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-2530237057731006529</id><published>2008-09-13T19:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T20:14:28.160+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hsk'/><title type='text'>a tearful day.</title><content type='html'>today was hsk. it was easy crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday starts out on a happy and light mood for me.&lt;br /&gt;but always. ALWAYS. changes 180degree upon reaching home.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how to be content. yes that's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;isnt that why i'm always trying harder?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do any of you know parents who dont even care about their child's result, but ironically feels that the child "should have done a lot better than this" without any words of encouragement?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's &lt;strong&gt;tiring&lt;/strong&gt;, trying to meet everyone's expectations. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;especially when they can easily bring up a person for comparison.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cant break free of the chains holding me down on the ground.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;I SEE A RAY OF LIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;yesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyes&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-2530237057731006529?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/2530237057731006529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=2530237057731006529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2530237057731006529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2530237057731006529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/09/tearful-day.html' title='a tearful day.'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-5315249510446472403</id><published>2008-09-10T21:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T21:35:55.082+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='screwed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><title type='text'>shit crap freak die dammit i am so screwed</title><content type='html'>shit&lt;br /&gt;shit&lt;br /&gt;shit&lt;br /&gt;shit&lt;br /&gt;shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DID NOT MEAN TO TELL ON HIM.&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR I DIDNT.&lt;br /&gt;I DIDNT EXPECT HIS MOTHER TO TAKE THE PHONE FROM HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm very very very very guilty now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really tried letting things be. i really did. though it was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;but i really really really did try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-5315249510446472403?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/5315249510446472403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=5315249510446472403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/5315249510446472403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/5315249510446472403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/09/shit-shit-shit-shit-shit-i-did-not-mean.html' title='shit crap freak die dammit i am so screwed'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-8656674032420803748</id><published>2008-09-10T16:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T17:13:53.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teachers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mouse lee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hazel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='results'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='essays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house meeting'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:45;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPYYYYY BIRTHDAY TOILETTE THE HAZEL! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;come back! YOU CAN STAY AT MY HOUSE :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i really dont mind, duh. who would?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;okay, happy happy jubilant elated whatever birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lalala~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today was okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;though i'm just so tired ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the moment i see mouse lee, i feel all my energy being drained from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so i was tired throughout the day. WHY MUST SHE COME BACK. roar. i swear she has some evil power that drains you energy and make you weak and succumb to her. that must be it. what an evil, evil creature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;geog was boring. i dont get why everyone is so fascinated by mrs ong's story. it feels unreal, somehow or rather. but she's nice, that's undeniable. it's just the subject. if she though physics, i'd love her to heaven. because then, jeanne lim will be gonegonegone! and then i'll FINALLY start to UNDERSTAND physics. it's really the teacher's fault that i dont understand physics. i didnt seem to have problem understanding physics last year when mr teo taught us! -.- it's not my fault, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;okay so now. LANGARTS. was spent doing something that all of us already know -.- ESSAY WRTING AND PARAGRAPHS. and whoever that still dont know what a thesis statement is by now, i really dont know what to say. it has been taught again and again and again and again since sec 1 and it'd ALMOST be stuck in my brain if i had paid attention today. but i didnt. i fell asleep, and ms goh didnt bother waking me up. she would have, usually. wonder why she didnt today LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but i really did know and understand everything that she wanted to teach tday so i guess it's alright ._. oh and we're supposed to write a speech in week 3 :D i'm quite looking forward to it. i can do so much better at essays and stuff in ENGLISH than in CHINESE . argh. that's the complete opposite of primary school. dang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;house meeting was a waste of time [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;went to JE for lunch with yuching. and passed my phone to the person who is gonna service my phone. not the person itself, but his maid. LOL. she patiently waited for 45 mins cause i gave her the wrong number to call &lt;strong&gt;&gt;&lt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-8656674032420803748?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/8656674032420803748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=8656674032420803748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/8656674032420803748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/8656674032420803748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/09/happyyyyy-birthday-toilette-hazel-d.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-4421102703288038106</id><published>2008-09-08T22:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T22:57:45.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='agony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='results'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hsk'/><title type='text'>ohh, the agony</title><content type='html'>today was an okayday.&lt;br /&gt;school is boringggggg like hell as usual.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot believe we had 1horu 20mins of physics.&lt;br /&gt;jeanne lim is out to kill. she sucks, anyw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'sides that, i think it was quite slack.&lt;br /&gt;L2S isnt here today, which is goodgoooooodgoooooooood.&lt;br /&gt;miss wong is absent too. dang. i'd rather have maths than get more of physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE DIDNT GET BACK ANY OF OUR PAPERS TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. what happened to giving us our report card back by this week?&lt;br /&gt;at the rate we're going, that's IMPOSSIBILITY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt go for the HSK shit that was supposed to last for 2.5hours.&lt;br /&gt;instead, i went to change/clean my dressing. ouch.&lt;br /&gt;THE DOCTOR. HAS NO IDEA. WHAT IS. GENTLER.&lt;br /&gt;he was damn rough i'm telling you. ouchouchouch. the agony.&lt;br /&gt;i was practically writhing in pain. argghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worse, i've to clean it myself from tmr onwards. oh hell.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna faint when i see my flesh. oh the joy, oh the agony, oh the hell.&lt;br /&gt;get over it. it's only blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FINISHED MIDNIGHT SUN! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-4421102703288038106?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/4421102703288038106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=4421102703288038106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/4421102703288038106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/4421102703288038106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/09/ohh-agony.html' title='ohh, the agony'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-5439738125745930460</id><published>2008-09-07T14:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T14:44:44.805+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crippled'/><title type='text'>my big, fat, ugly toe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've been semi-crippled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it hurts like hell and i cant walk properly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMN3ubx-_TI/AAAAAAAAAUo/24TBnS-tKDk/s1600-h/haha.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243166030804483378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMN3ubx-_TI/AAAAAAAAAUo/24TBnS-tKDk/s320/haha.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;my poor, big, fat. ugly toe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMN3uznlB7I/AAAAAAAAAUw/54MkABC0uFw/s1600-h/DSCN2860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243166037203290034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMN3uznlB7I/AAAAAAAAAUw/54MkABC0uFw/s320/DSCN2860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hoho. no PE/wearing sch shoes for 1 weeeek :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMN3vA_p4lI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Z00ESCDt2p8/s1600-h/DSCN2862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243166040793932370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMN3vA_p4lI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Z00ESCDt2p8/s320/DSCN2862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the stupid medicinessss that i've to eat D:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;IT'S ALOT. packed till the plastic bag wanna burst alrdy -__-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;butwhatever. i've finally finished my lang arts essssssay :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-5439738125745930460?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/5439738125745930460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=5439738125745930460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/5439738125745930460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/5439738125745930460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-big-fat-ugly-toe.html' title='my big, fat, ugly toe.'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMN3ubx-_TI/AAAAAAAAAUo/24TBnS-tKDk/s72-c/haha.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-7840412382351310569</id><published>2008-09-06T01:05:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T20:43:13.953+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rvc year 2 girls'/><title type='text'>happy birthday to me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:30;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE RVC YEAR 2 GIRLS! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd was a really great day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR WHAT HAPPENED YESTERDAT TILL 7pm, PLEASE GO TO &lt;a href="http://ohh-s0-jaded.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://ohh-s0-jaded.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; FOR DETAILED POST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i had a greatttttt time fooling around LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE EVEN RECORDED O REX GLORIA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dang, i miss italy.&lt;br /&gt;and the really nice thing is that they actually bought me a cake. heh.&lt;br /&gt;thanks so so so so so so so much, girls(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i think this is the first time i celebrated my birthday with friends LOL.&lt;br /&gt;but it was a really heart-warming celebration for meee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to JP for second round! :D celebration with my family. LOL. it was the usual thing, basically. except that there's alot of nonsensical bickering and stupid discussions. haha. it's not the negative kind of bickering. it's the fun, light hearted kind of argument. which was rare since we hardly even talk. went for a movie afterwards. it's hilarious, the movie. but i cant seem to cry at the sad parts. instead, i started laughing LOL. cant help it, i dont know what's a sad movie anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY SO I REACHED HOME. i immediately compiled the list of people to thank. haha. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;AND THERE WAS MORE PRESENTS WAITING FOR ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; there was this mysterious big blue box lying in the fridge, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I GUESSED WHAT EXACTLY IT WAS BEFORE OPENING IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; see i'm darn smart. and thennnnnnnnnnn. there was a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;REGISTERED MAIL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from lydia! :D hahahaha. she's this blog shop owner that i bought things from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;she's a wonderful person :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; i&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; bought a necklace from her and she gave me a free pair of earrings! it's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HANDMADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;by the way! and of course, she mailed it to me for free too. how nice(: registered mailing isnt cheap, yeaknow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;other gifts given previously:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Breaking Dawn (mummy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;- yuanfang's very sweet letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;- $30 for blogshopping (merwyn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;- $50 for blogshopping (jasline)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;- $150 from daddy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'D LOVE TO EXTENT MY THANKS TO THE FOLLOWING PEOPLES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;- tszkiu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;- chingxing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- pekkhoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;- xinyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;- amelia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;- yiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- yathei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much, for the wonderful day. i really enjoyed myself [:&lt;br /&gt;for pictures, &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;VISIT CHINGXING'S BLOG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nownow, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of ppl who wished me happy bday,&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thankyou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(in no particular order)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;1. yita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;2. siewlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;3. vanessa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;4. yuanfang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;5. joelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;6. ray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;7. chingxing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;8. weijie ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;9. merwyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;10. taylin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;11. yewhui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;12. pekkhoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;13. mingshin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;14. joanne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;15. xinyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;16. wenzhong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;17. Yue Yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;18. Li zhen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;19. Heping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;20. Irene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;21. Janelyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;22. Jasline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;23. Joel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;24. Yuching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;25. Tszkiu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;26. ZhiYing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;27. Yanpeng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;28. Weiping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;29. yuning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;30. rebecca &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;31. mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;32. daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;33. yiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;34. amelia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;35. yathei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;36. toilette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;37. kangchyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;38. qingyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;39. zhijie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;40. kheehui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;41. junjie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;42. lydia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;43. mutang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. weikai&lt;br /&gt;45. jiarong&lt;br /&gt;46. ruth&lt;br /&gt;47. qinghe&lt;br /&gt;48. yihong&lt;br /&gt;49. crystal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here're some pictures of theee presents i've received today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242598597582487410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMFzpeTdf3I/AAAAAAAAASg/vRZhCyTUGB8/s400/DSCN2831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything received today. they're all really thoughtful and amazing presents [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMFzpo5RJ8I/AAAAAAAAASo/ahGdUqQ0ZjA/s1600-h/DSCN2832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242598600425416642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMFzpo5RJ8I/AAAAAAAAASo/ahGdUqQ0ZjA/s400/DSCN2832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chocolate and necklace from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;amelia, tszkiu, yiling and heping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carvings on necklace: love faith hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMFzqFqXo8I/AAAAAAAAASw/s-Zxh3rXnpw/s1600-h/DSCN2833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242598608147555266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMFzqFqXo8I/AAAAAAAAASw/s-Zxh3rXnpw/s400/DSCN2833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poem by pekkkkkhoon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A rose in a garden,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the lifeless city.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;People stand in awe,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As they view this beautiful flower.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They see her strong character,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As she stands in comparison.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Among all others,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Among her thoughs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;People fell,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When they thought.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They didnt have hope,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In this lifeless city.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But when she asked,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you dance with me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The people stood up and danced.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone, together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There goes the city,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Changed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As this beautiful rose,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Provided the will.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMF21u7j3ZI/AAAAAAAAAS4/rlYJ9ijwErg/s1600-h/DSCN2834.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242602106738957714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMF21u7j3ZI/AAAAAAAAAS4/rlYJ9ijwErg/s400/DSCN2834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;registered mail from LYDIA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMF6bVhq-nI/AAAAAAAAATQ/6kIKoC5qT6Q/s1600-h/DSCN2838.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242606051289397874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMF6bVhq-nI/AAAAAAAAATQ/6kIKoC5qT6Q/s400/DSCN2838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;what's INSIDE. arent they preeeeetty? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMF6b1AaZ7I/AAAAAAAAATY/40JxZA88ADo/s1600-h/DSCN2843.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242606059739834290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMF6b1AaZ7I/AAAAAAAAATY/40JxZA88ADo/s400/DSCN2843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;THE NECKLACE!♥ i think it's very nice [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it can be used as both a bagcharm as well as a necklace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMF37sVrctI/AAAAAAAAATA/d1KsmqeAzDo/s1600-h/DSCN2835.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242603308634043090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMF37sVrctI/AAAAAAAAATA/d1KsmqeAzDo/s400/DSCN2835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mysterious blue boxxxxxx&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. i alrdy untied the ribbon LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMF4oHxO28I/AAAAAAAAATI/11Mu0xowgEU/s1600-h/DSCN2836.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242604071911611330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMF4oHxO28I/AAAAAAAAATI/11Mu0xowgEU/s400/DSCN2836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA-DA! the doggy soft toy and and and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;ROYCE CHOCOLATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i didnt take picture of the chocolate itself. IT'S &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;THE DARK BLUE BOX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, THOUGH! :D:D&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMF72nbB2FI/AAAAAAAAAT4/CA05gkUVB84/s1600-h/DSCN2851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242607619461470290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMF72nbB2FI/AAAAAAAAAT4/CA05gkUVB84/s400/DSCN2851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanging from the dog's ribbon-collar is a phone chain thingy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IT HAS MY SIGN. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VIRGOOO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMIPaEapGFI/AAAAAAAAAUA/c8i8owPWTYY/s1600-h/DSCN2853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242769856749181010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMIPaEapGFI/AAAAAAAAAUA/c8i8owPWTYY/s400/DSCN2853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;see see see! THE PENDANT IS REALLY NICE. there's a die in the middle, with my sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMF6cFI1QII/AAAAAAAAATg/ydCNKZCegl8/s1600-h/DSCN2844.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242606064070115458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMF6cFI1QII/AAAAAAAAATg/ydCNKZCegl8/s400/DSCN2844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pressent from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;xinyi &amp;amp; pek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. it's another necklace! ♥&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE RVC SEC 2 GIRLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMF72PO2HKI/AAAAAAAAATo/fk9C2B_qNUc/s1600-h/DSCN2847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242607612967918754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMF72PO2HKI/AAAAAAAAATo/fk9C2B_qNUc/s400/DSCN2847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a crystal made butterfly pendant :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMF72USZuYI/AAAAAAAAATw/nMGaFfIPyBs/s1600-h/DSCN2849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242607614325012866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMF72USZuYI/AAAAAAAAATw/nMGaFfIPyBs/s400/DSCN2849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chingxing's bottle of star. her poor blistered fingers. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMIPaUwjSXI/AAAAAAAAAUI/dscCVK14U5w/s1600-h/DSCN2854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242769861136042354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMIPaUwjSXI/AAAAAAAAAUI/dscCVK14U5w/s400/DSCN2854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE HOLY AZONE NOTEBOOK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMIPao1JYJI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Q1MHZxekwPM/s1600-h/DSCN2855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242769866524024978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMIPao1JYJI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Q1MHZxekwPM/s400/DSCN2855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE! it's addressed to me. i'm so touched :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMIRdpwl6kI/AAAAAAAAAUY/xvYjcSCp4CI/s1600-h/DSCN2856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242772117336222274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMIRdpwl6kI/AAAAAAAAAUY/xvYjcSCp4CI/s400/DSCN2856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tilt your necks to read a page of it, peeps! NCX nearly filled up the entire book! O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMIReJYhxwI/AAAAAAAAAUg/UKK-IngqDVA/s1600-h/DSCN2857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242772125825222402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SMIReJYhxwI/AAAAAAAAAUg/UKK-IngqDVA/s400/DSCN2857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another randomly selected page from the notebook! LYRICS :D&lt;br /&gt;i really love NCX's present. hahahaha. she spent a whole lot of time on it yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU NGCHINGXING, I LOVE YOU ♥♥♥&lt;/strong&gt;&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/8975484154876526001-7840412382351310569?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/7840412382351310569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=7840412382351310569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/7840412382351310569'/><link 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term='happy birthday'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dang. i'm another year older.&lt;br /&gt;crap. i'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. i'm &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;aging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy unbirthday to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-7376029079121894687?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/7376029079121894687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=7376029079121894687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;an hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-9041128065402569274?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/9041128065402569274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=9041128065402569274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/9041128065402569274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/9041128065402569274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-23494859388392898?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/23494859388392898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=23494859388392898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/23494859388392898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/23494859388392898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-joy-what-pleasant-surprise-har-har.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-4172634865278883333</id><published>2008-09-01T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:46:25.249+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><title type='text'>you just turned older.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YUCHING AND JOELLE! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-4172634865278883333?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/4172634865278883333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=4172634865278883333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/4172634865278883333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/4172634865278883333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-yuching-and-joelle-d.html' title='you just turned older.'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-6369436803897415279</id><published>2008-08-29T21:36:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T00:20:33.126+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='can tabs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ear piercing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='co concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teachers day celebration'/><title type='text'>teachers day celebration</title><content type='html'>CIAOOOOO, one and all! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, so today was teachers day.&lt;br /&gt;what's the biggie.&lt;br /&gt;the performance was nice, though! ahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;class party was okay. so much left overs LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but whatever, it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;picturessss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SLgBvj5cf4I/AAAAAAAAAPo/cj4AzO3zCtY/s1600-h/DSCN2784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239940083047235458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SLgBvj5cf4I/AAAAAAAAAPo/cj4AzO3zCtY/s400/DSCN2784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SLgBwMNNYwI/AAAAAAAAAP4/da3qSRW5-fg/s1600-h/DSCN2786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239940093867549442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SLgBwMNNYwI/AAAAAAAAAP4/da3qSRW5-fg/s400/DSCN2786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SLgBwQYnNjI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Ga4ZpXPhYLw/s1600-h/DSCN2787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239940094989121074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SLgBwQYnNjI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Ga4ZpXPhYLw/s400/DSCN2787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SLgBwtdnwoI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Sz8Ie_ryZhQ/s1600-h/DSCN2789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239940102794756738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SLgBwtdnwoI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Sz8Ie_ryZhQ/s400/DSCN2789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SLgGnWtl_vI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/xqaGEF--6N4/s1600-h/DSCN2791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239945439627050738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SLgGnWtl_vI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/xqaGEF--6N4/s400/DSCN2791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SLgKXL8jpKI/AAAAAAAAASA/MYY77Es3pdU/s1600-h/DSCN2806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239949559905625250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SLgKXL8jpKI/AAAAAAAAASA/MYY77Es3pdU/s400/DSCN2806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SLgMFuGC-xI/AAAAAAAAASQ/-TwAYDQLFVw/s1600-h/DSCN2812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239951458857843474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SLgMFuGC-xI/AAAAAAAAASQ/-TwAYDQLFVw/s400/DSCN2812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SLgMF6YzNZI/AAAAAAAAASY/xC4ye5SADew/s1600-h/DSCN2813.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look. i wanna upload somemore but blogger refuses to let me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there're real funny pictures of mr ong &amp;amp; some other tchers dancing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i've videooooooooos as well. LOL but they're too big and i'm lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that was ytd's post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was one heaven of a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dragged mutang out of her comfort zone and went to pierce our ears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OUCH D: LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. so i met and paid for my blogshop stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then we wandered around like lost souls LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ate at burger king blahblah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay not really. i'm still quite entergetic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY, I HAVE 580 ALUMINIUM CAN TABS :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's equal to 19 cip hours LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'd like to extend my thanks to my grandmother who spent her time helping me get the tabs off the cans ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and thanks ray, too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-6369436803897415279?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/6369436803897415279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=6369436803897415279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/6369436803897415279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/6369436803897415279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/08/teachers-day-celebration.html' title='teachers day celebration'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SLgBvj5cf4I/AAAAAAAAAPo/cj4AzO3zCtY/s72-c/DSCN2784.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-2544295766509885757</id><published>2008-08-27T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T20:24:21.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>random things i realised today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ear piercing is very very scary.&lt;br /&gt;2. "The Little Prince" is a really meaningful book.&lt;br /&gt;3. Singaporeans cant act.&lt;br /&gt;4. Teachers day is a waste of time and money.&lt;br /&gt;5. i still havent hand in my montage picture :\&lt;br /&gt;6. i really have a short memory&lt;br /&gt;7. i suffer from hand hand coordination&lt;br /&gt;8. cookies are fattening, and so is subway.&lt;br /&gt;9. i spent too much ]:&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;JOHN GREW TALLER!&lt;/strong&gt; :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-2544295766509885757?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/2544295766509885757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=2544295766509885757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2544295766509885757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2544295766509885757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/08/random-things-i-realised-today-1.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-1894782542739856876</id><published>2008-08-23T18:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T18:57:15.606+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get a life'/><title type='text'>lifeless life.</title><content type='html'>what do normal teenagers do on a saturday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hang out with friends?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've no friends to hang out with&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;listen to music?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i do that every single day. it gets boring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the computer?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i use the comp everyday as well. that's how i finished my 510 episode anime in a few weeks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;homework?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i finished them all yesterday. except for one newspaper article. please, it's CHINESE. spare me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tuition/extra lessons?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm soooo anti-tuition. and i dont have other lessons either &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;play with ur cube?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;already did. for almost an hour. it gets boring, too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;call up another boreddddd friend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmm. hazel might be bored. but it's a weeeeekend. she has her own stuff to do.......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;watch tv?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing nice to watch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SLEEEP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i already slept so much the past few days. noway man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;read?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have nothing to read. i reread breaking dawn just yesterday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eat?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm not hungry. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;man. what can we conclude from this?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my life is boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i dont have a life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I NEED TO&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GET A LIFE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;, DUH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-1894782542739856876?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/1894782542739856876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=1894782542739856876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/1894782542739856876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/1894782542739856876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/08/lifeless-life.html' title='lifeless life.'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-1160577464875964375</id><published>2008-08-21T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T23:26:46.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blog shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today&lt;br /&gt;and bout a few tops. so did my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;she got so excited when i told her about them -.-&lt;br /&gt;she bought stuff too :D heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tutored my cousins.&lt;br /&gt;also as a thankyou to her for taking me to the docs.&lt;br /&gt;it was really easy. i've never noticed till now that primary school maths is really easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll reply to tags tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-1160577464875964375?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/1160577464875964375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=1160577464875964375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/1160577464875964375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/1160577464875964375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-went-blog-shopping-today-and-bout-few.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-8672371456197157169</id><published>2008-08-19T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T22:54:27.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adeline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><title type='text'>happy birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ADELINE! ;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay happy and sweet always(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-8672371456197157169?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/8672371456197157169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=8672371456197157169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/8672371456197157169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/8672371456197157169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthday!'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-7402910884323129227</id><published>2008-08-17T11:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T12:02:05.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='proness'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea how many times i need to repeat myself before i'll get used to the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY SIS. IS SO DARN PRO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. she actually scored 24/25 for history -___-&lt;br /&gt;~!#$%^&amp;amp;*()@&lt;br /&gt;she'll be a constant gpa 4.0 student if she's in RV.&lt;br /&gt;and do i really need to repeat her cca and leadership achievements? it's at least 4 times more than mineeeeee ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tags replied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cx ; well yea.. but surely they can find someone more suaveeee than robert?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hazel ; HELL YEA! i went to google for pictures of Jason Dolley, and he's much better than the Jasper now. i dont know who bilvy or carden is -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weijie ; DARLINGGGGG! wlao! see me never say. tsk. i'm free during the sept hols ;D &amp;amp; i miss you too! ARE WE GOING OUT SOON? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray ; ...... i most certainly would not like you as my neighbour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atrivas- ; again -.- kay i'll try to remember. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joellee! ; hahaha. your's easy to remember(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cx ; yes, i see you name too, twilighter! i love cx because she loves me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atrivas- ; dont worry. IT'LL be MOVIES TIME SOON! yeaaaaaaaaaaaaa. it's not that far away, actually. time is running pass. it doesnt crawl anymore. it's growing as fast as renesmee. and soon, it'll be flying as fast as edward &lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt; fellow twilighter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-7402910884323129227?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/7402910884323129227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=7402910884323129227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/7402910884323129227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/7402910884323129227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/08/tags-replied-cx-well-yea.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-2622259647475287500</id><published>2008-08-16T20:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T20:30:47.817+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='common test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2E'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy today, because it friday is over.&lt;br /&gt;tsk. i have a weekly dosage of sadness.&lt;br /&gt;it's good for health. keeps things balanced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised, COMMON TEST WILL BE OVER IN THREEEE DAYS!&lt;br /&gt;man! exams arent that bad afterall. lang arts and geog passed by in a breeze, history will be the "arghhhhhh curse the school to hell" subject, bio will be hated due to the large amount of memorising work to do, chinese will be hated due to the teacher, and maths will be hated due to it already being stuck in hell. i'm doomed to fail maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but THAT'S JUST GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;because then, I WILL BE FREEEEEEEEEEEEE to watch movies ;D&lt;br /&gt;MUTANG! :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;let's get it goinggggggg girrrrrrrrl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and HA. it'll be september. first, it'll be yuching's and joelle's birthday on the first, AND MINE ON THE 5TH (remember it OR ELSE.) and BELLA'S BIRTHDAY IS ON THE 13TH! YEAAAAAAAAA! ohoho. and then it'll be october, and common test again, and HOLIDAYS! and NOVEMBER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. TWILIGHT the movie. will be out in the US on 21st November. they brought it forward cause harrypotter 6th movie has been delayed :D it'll be in Singapore at a later date, though. around early december. YUCHING MUTANG! CHINGXING! i'm so gonna watch it with you guys. even if i have to watch it twice, that i really dont mind :D ahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;but holy shit. i'm going back to HK late november. WAIT FOR ME. PLEASE D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then it's CHRISTMAS. and january 2009 will come. and i'll be a year 3, in a new class, with more subjects, more responsibilities, more strangers, more weirdness. damn, i'll miss 2E.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-2622259647475287500?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/2622259647475287500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=2622259647475287500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2622259647475287500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2622259647475287500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/08/ahahahahaa.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-3560796436263084975</id><published>2008-08-15T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T23:52:15.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hell'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today certainly wasnt the best day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, it's one of the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yet no one cares.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fridays are hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-3560796436263084975?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/3560796436263084975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=3560796436263084975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3560796436263084975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3560796436263084975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-certainly-wasnt-best-day-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-4341689732611108509</id><published>2008-08-11T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T20:32:28.402+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casting'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGH. THAT'S IT.&lt;br /&gt;ROBERT PETTISON IS SO NOT THE PERFECT CAST FOR EDWARD.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S SO WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;WRONG WRONG WRONG WRONG WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;I HATE THAT GUY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-4341689732611108509?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/4341689732611108509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=4341689732611108509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/4341689732611108509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/4341689732611108509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/08/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-6421130892035232456</id><published>2008-08-05T21:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T21:37:21.786+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story telling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physics teacher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breaking dawn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today started pretty well, though the story telling was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;chinese sucked. i hate the teacher now.&lt;br /&gt;lang arts was okay. bearable.we got lolliops heh ;D thanks to william and i  -.-&lt;br /&gt;recess. read breaking dawn. mutang's copy LOL. she havent even started twilight, yet she bought all 4 books at once -.- thank god all the books are on sales now.&lt;br /&gt;anyw. physics will be a disaster for me beeecause i totally detest the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;she suckkkk to the deeepest pits of hell. yes she does.&lt;br /&gt;but my mood was pretty much lifted by the THOUGHT of EDWARDDDD ;D;D;D&lt;br /&gt;let's stop the boring crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choir.&lt;br /&gt;how do i put it.&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt productive, like always.&lt;br /&gt;miss tham came at around 5++ but we didnt do much.&lt;br /&gt;she reprimanded us. scolding sounds too harsh. she was just talking normally, but every sane person would at least SENSE that she's not at allhappy.&lt;br /&gt;and shut the hell up. and stop figeting.&lt;br /&gt;i was damn pissed when she was talking to us, and i kept hearing the sound of people flipping scores and people fidgeting continuously.&lt;br /&gt;i was pretty much used to the silence when miss tham talked to us in the past. it used to be soooo quiet, but the silence carried out respect for miss tham. we valued her comments and treasured her time with us.&lt;br /&gt;trust me, i really did feel like telling them to stop moving and sit still.&lt;br /&gt;but miss tham was talking. and i couldnt find a right moment to cut in. and then it felt weird to me since i'm only a SL. (this is not an excuse. but you know, sometimes, you're just afraid of doing things cause people start talking about it afterwards.)&lt;br /&gt;thus, i've come to this conclusion, that i need to get over myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still. altos is like. hell weak, and i dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;when i talk to them and tell them what to do, they just stone there and simply STONE.&lt;br /&gt;they dont acknowledge me at all. i'm like some weird crazy thing babbling in a language that they didn understand. that's probably why they didnt answer when i asked 'OKAY?' or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;some did, like amelia and jiarong, who's trying their best to help me. thank you mannnnnnxzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant possibly force them to do anything if they cant be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;if choir is just a CCA to them, just something they attend for the sake of attending, then i really cant do much, can i?&lt;br /&gt;if they refuse to sing out, refuse to apply technique, refuse to use abs, then just WHAT am i supposed to do?  (please do not give me such a retarded excuse such as "i dont know how to use abs/technique!"&lt;br /&gt;like HELLO. you have a mouth. you have a handphone. you have an email.&lt;br /&gt;you can ask me PERSONALLY, SMS/phone me, or IM me. i'm sure i'd be more than happy if any of them would actually ASK and clarify whatever they dont understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure sectionals are bad enough without me picking on them, but if things dont improve, then there really isnt much options, is there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-6421130892035232456?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/6421130892035232456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=6421130892035232456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/6421130892035232456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/6421130892035232456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-started-pretty-well-though-story.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-4114904584144702022</id><published>2008-08-02T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T20:32:51.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breaking dawn'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YUCHING RECEIVED HER BREAKING DAWN BOOK.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN ONLY COLLECT MINE LIKE TWO DAYS LATERRRR D:&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-4114904584144702022?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/4114904584144702022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=4114904584144702022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/4114904584144702022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/4114904584144702022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/08/yuching-received-her-breaking-dawn-book.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-1297455143013748386</id><published>2008-08-02T13:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T13:36:28.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interact camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inconsiderate people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='installation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='test'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got back from interact camp.&lt;br /&gt;skipped choir for the camp ytd, decoed LT4 and played some games.&lt;br /&gt;it was relaxing ;D&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt exactly FUN, but it was relaxing. yea.&lt;br /&gt;and i found the guy with the crooked smile! &lt;strong&gt;ohmygod&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. i think that guy's superrrrr cute when he smiles that smile. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that, my mum is being inconsiderate.&lt;br /&gt;she JUST told me that i'm supposed to entertain her clients from 8-11 august.&lt;br /&gt;entertain as in bring them around, eat dinner with them, do all those lame shit stuff.&lt;br /&gt;okay look. 8th august, is a half school day thing.&lt;br /&gt;i planned to go back to pri sch or even chiong home to revise because i've like tons of things to memorise and i'm super lost.&lt;br /&gt;9 and 10 aug is weeeekend. revision days as well.&lt;br /&gt;like please, common test starts on 14th aug. and we dont even get to skip lessons after that.&lt;br /&gt;which means i wont have much time to revise any single shit other than 8-10 aug. 11aug, is a school day. and that means homework and other shitty stuff.&lt;br /&gt;which means, i will not have any time to do homework given on that day. which also means that i'll have to sacrifice my sleep for people whom i dont even care about. though i've seen them a couple of times, if doesnt mean that i'm in any relation to them.&lt;br /&gt;why am i dragged into all kinds of shit every single time.&lt;br /&gt;it's so darn irritating it pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;i've been robbed of my revision time.&lt;br /&gt;and now im gonna flunk my common test.&lt;br /&gt;you have NO IDEA how bad my situation is.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so. so. so. so. so. so. damn angry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-1297455143013748386?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/1297455143013748386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=1297455143013748386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/1297455143013748386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/1297455143013748386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-got-back-from-interact-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-3545701853645396696</id><published>2008-07-26T21:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T20:33:17.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='url'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sis'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;i swear. my sis. will see this.&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe i told her my blog url -______-&lt;br /&gt;and, she took the camera and is showing the pictures that i took in pahang to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;it's those stupid GL pictures can! with kangchyi making her goldfish face and alot of other stupid weird GL crazy pictures.&lt;br /&gt;i need to change my url.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-3545701853645396696?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/3545701853645396696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=3545701853645396696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3545701853645396696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3545701853645396696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/07/ahhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-3002408303985853487</id><published>2008-07-25T22:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T20:34:11.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unluckyness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accident'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='west malaysia trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car crash'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nothing good happened. &lt;div&gt;bad things happened though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kheehui got heatstroke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;weiren got asthama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;weiren and yewhui got caught entering jiayu, meien and irene's room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and they might be getting demerit point/warning letter cause of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i do not know what leelaoshi is thinking/doing, but i am protesting. i dont give a damn anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our whole class is pissed with her okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lastly, we met with an accident on the bus ride home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our bus crashed into 2I's bus infront.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the back of 2I's bus got dented, and our windscreen cracked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;worse thing is, right before the accident, we were doing the survey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;leelaoshi (inconsiderately) asked william and zhijie to stand up and do the survey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but after that, as zhijie only had to shout out the questions, so he sat down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;william remained standing. and was still standing because of that retarded survey when the accident occured.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he flew down the stairs and fractured his wrist and finger. with minor bruises everywhere from the glass shards that fell from the windscreen. his poor hand is in a sling now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zhijie got cuts and scratches and bruises from the glass shards and the impact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;leelaoshi hurt her arm and a few of her rib bones too. (serve her right)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yea, made a report, went to the hospital, and finally, we're on our way home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reached school at around 1.30am. some ppl joined the sec 1s and camped in school, i went home :D&lt;br /&gt;got my uncle to come fetch me. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;slept very soundly till 11.30am tday -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pictures here. just some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SIn4uZZ1EwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/UTIKtVamQXs/s1600-h/DSCN2679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226982318517064450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SIn4uZZ1EwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/UTIKtVamQXs/s400/DSCN2679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the beach. the last day's beach. many ppl in the background though -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SIn4u895e4I/AAAAAAAAAPE/THBeH-ghjMo/s1600-h/DSCN2674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226982328063589250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SIn4u895e4I/AAAAAAAAAPE/THBeH-ghjMo/s400/DSCN2674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yay SHADOWS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SIn4vYKx_4I/AAAAAAAAAPM/kocmqOZovqM/s1600-h/DSCN2670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226982335365382018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SIn4vYKx_4I/AAAAAAAAAPM/kocmqOZovqM/s400/DSCN2670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mutang did this, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SIn4vkW08UI/AAAAAAAAAPU/VDwHAq74WU8/s1600-h/DSCN2664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226982338637132098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SIn4vkW08UI/AAAAAAAAAPU/VDwHAq74WU8/s400/DSCN2664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my great photography skills :D niceeee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SIn4wFEJC_I/AAAAAAAAAPc/PKGWsgPvDJ0/s1600-h/DSCN2663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226982347417127922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SIn4wFEJC_I/AAAAAAAAAPc/PKGWsgPvDJ0/s400/DSCN2663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i created this as well -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SInzMyZk62I/AAAAAAAAAOU/SwrxBmngNas/s1600-h/DSCN2685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226976243553200994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SInzMyZk62I/AAAAAAAAAOU/SwrxBmngNas/s400/DSCN2685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look. 2I's bus. it survived all the way back to school with this dent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SInzNHKkyyI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ZnPBGrE1t34/s1600-h/DSCN2684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226976249127422754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SInzNHKkyyI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ZnPBGrE1t34/s400/DSCN2684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look how bad it is ): the 2I girls sitting at the last row must have felt the impact the most. tszkiu had to be the one sitting in the middle. i was so darn worried after i found that out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SInzNWP7hWI/AAAAAAAAAOk/c-2H6Jrgf3U/s1600-h/DSCN2683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226976253176415586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SInzNWP7hWI/AAAAAAAAAOk/c-2H6Jrgf3U/s400/DSCN2683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our windscreen. spiderman came. and shot webs at us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SInzN2_I2qI/AAAAAAAAAOs/DB9FMUM2v6A/s1600-h/DSCN2682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226976261964356258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SInzN2_I2qI/AAAAAAAAAOs/DB9FMUM2v6A/s400/DSCN2682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SInzOPLuHHI/AAAAAAAAAO0/AbAqkgTALHI/s1600-h/DSCN2681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226976268459580530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SInzOPLuHHI/AAAAAAAAAO0/AbAqkgTALHI/s400/DSCN2681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's clearer now isnt it? it looked so pretty though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;havent you heard that pretty things are dangerous?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-3002408303985853487?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/3002408303985853487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=3002408303985853487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3002408303985853487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3002408303985853487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/07/nothing-good-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_pPNpray2D9k/SIn4uZZ1EwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/UTIKtVamQXs/s72-c/DSCN2679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-2452065239286645937</id><published>2008-07-25T14:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T15:06:54.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='west malaysia trip'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>reached home at 1.45am today.&lt;br /&gt;it was a tiring journey back home.&lt;br /&gt;though the only intesting day was apparently the last day.&lt;br /&gt;i'll blog later. with a FEW pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-2452065239286645937?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/2452065239286645937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=2452065239286645937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2452065239286645937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2452065239286645937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/07/reached-home-at-1.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-1659133718281161833</id><published>2008-07-21T20:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T20:35:22.449+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='west malaysia trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to malaysia tmr yet i've not started packing at all. AND i'm still reading manga and watching anime -.- tskkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be so darn bored during the bus ride tmr -__-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-1659133718281161833?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/1659133718281161833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=1659133718281161833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/1659133718281161833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/1659133718281161833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/07/ahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-2856590596802173528</id><published>2008-07-20T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T20:35:34.554+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hazel'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;HAZEL the nut starts school tomorrow! aha.&lt;br /&gt;wish her all the best in her new school yea!&lt;br /&gt;yay cheers :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-2856590596802173528?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/2856590596802173528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=2856590596802173528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2856590596802173528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2856590596802173528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/07/hahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-5213398479523968510</id><published>2008-07-19T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T20:36:03.340+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adeline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world choir games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hwachong jc'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS&lt;/span&gt; TO &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HWA CHONG JC CHOIR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ADELINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; FOR WINNING &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHAMPION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; IN THE MIXED &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;YOUTH CATEGORY&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOLD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; FOR THE &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SACRED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;CATEGORY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;in the world choir games!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i got the categories wrong. but that aside, they got a champion and a gold for the two categories that they participated in. YAYYY!&lt;br /&gt;they're so darn pro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-5213398479523968510?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/5213398479523968510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=5213398479523968510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/5213398479523968510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/5213398479523968510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/07/congratulations-to-hwa-chong-jc-choir.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-4135395976352127673</id><published>2008-07-19T21:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T21:54:50.790+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacarsm'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohmy! today has been such a greattttt day, i cant believe it. but i'm so &lt;em&gt;DEVASTATED and traumatised, &lt;/em&gt;really. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*roll eyes*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my relative said i'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fat &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and thus, my new found revolution is to go on a diet,&lt;br /&gt;so that they'll love me more. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*gags-----*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they care for me soooo much i feel ungrateful for the little that i've done &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*pukevomitgag*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, so i hope to lessen their burden by disappearing, yaknow! i'll be doing them all a &lt;strong&gt;great favour&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparently, i have &lt;strong&gt;such goood friends&lt;/strong&gt; that stood by my side NO MATTER what happens! like when i'm there, they'll tell me that i'm right and it's okay; and behind me, they spread around really nice things about me too!&lt;em&gt; HOW GRATEFUL I AM TO THEM :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;how am i everrrrr gonna survive without them?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and my throat has never felt better. it has enabled me to sing the notes SO accurately i cant believe myself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my live is so darn good, even heaven seems like nothing in comparison.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-4135395976352127673?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/4135395976352127673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=4135395976352127673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/4135395976352127673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/4135395976352127673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/07/ohmy-today-has-been-such-greattttt-day.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-4097411354710451902</id><published>2008-07-18T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T20:34:58.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='west malaysia trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breaking dawn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='common test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racial harmony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorethroat'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the past week was a breeze.&lt;br /&gt;no homework at all. except for some chinese crap that i didnt really bother to do ._.&lt;br /&gt;but i know the following weeks will be horrible.&lt;br /&gt;i somehow agreed to this play thing. where i will be utterly embarrased. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;and then there's WMT. i do not look forward to it okay. i'd rather be with my cca and have practice all day ): i dont like going overseas with people other than my cca mates. double urgh.&lt;br /&gt;and THEN there's racial harmony on monday. a bloody waste of time, i feel. although i do understand the importance of racial harmony -__- triple urghhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thenthenthenn THERE'S COMMON TEST D:&lt;br /&gt;no one loves it. but it still exists. damn.&lt;br /&gt;it starts on 14th august and ends on 27th. with a week's break between history and maths. what's wrong with the teachers! trying to make us die of stress with that week's break?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only ray of light in my deepest sea of tears is, that in 16 days time, EDWARD IS COMING HOMEEEEEEE! ohhhhyesssss. BREAKING DAWN IS OUT IN 16 DAYS TIME!&lt;br /&gt;i preordered it yay! and yuching totally rocks. my mum does too, considering it's like a 1month birthday present in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sorethroat is hurting me. noooooooooooooooooooooooooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-4097411354710451902?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/4097411354710451902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=4097411354710451902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/4097411354710451902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/4097411354710451902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/07/past-week-was-breeze.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-6765117565578839030</id><published>2008-07-16T17:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T20:36:34.246+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SKIP BEAT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>trust me when i say i finished reading a manga with 123 chapters in 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I FINISHED SKIP BEAT!&lt;br /&gt;it's not completed, but i finished those that are alrdy published.&lt;br /&gt;i hope they publish them quickly. if not, i'll miss it tooo much and i'll dieeee D:&lt;br /&gt;aha. back to anime ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-6765117565578839030?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/6765117565578839030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=6765117565578839030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/6765117565578839030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/6765117565578839030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/07/trust-me-when-i-say-i-finished-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-1741757783540191400</id><published>2008-07-14T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T22:17:03.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves:D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SKIP BEAT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pampered'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahahaha xD&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE SKIP BEAT.&lt;br /&gt;it's so darn nice i cant stop reading it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm alrdy at chap 95 when i just started reading it yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;the whole manga is only out till chap 123 D: why issit so SLOWWW !&lt;br /&gt;the amazing thing is that i actually put my anime on hold for this manga hahaahha.&lt;br /&gt;there's no cca tmr, but somehow, we're supposed to attend some meeting or sth.&lt;br /&gt;WHYYYYYYY! ohmygod. i can spend my 3hours off from cca on reading mannn! grrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;there's no hw tday, is there? because i didnt do anything at all o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum promised me my birthday present alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;yayyyyyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;i'm so pampered nowadays. i do nothing, and get many things in return -__-&lt;br /&gt;my autn made me a orea cheeeeeese cake recently and i'm munching non stop on it ._.&lt;br /&gt;andthen, she bought me famous amos cookies as well. (she knows i love them xD)&lt;br /&gt;and thennnnnn, my mum suddenly stopped nagging at me when i brought my dinner into my room so that i can eat and manga at the same time. aha.&lt;br /&gt;bad habit, i know. cant help it though. it's a habit afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh ohmygod. I LOVE SKIP BEAT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-1741757783540191400?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/1741757783540191400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=1741757783540191400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/1741757783540191400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/1741757783540191400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/07/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-ohmygod.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-3810305316295373108</id><published>2008-07-13T19:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T20:36:54.146+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanyang choir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world choir games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sis'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohohohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nanyang choir got gold in the finals for world choir olympics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha. my sis's crazy alrdy -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-3810305316295373108?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/3810305316295373108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=3810305316295373108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3810305316295373108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3810305316295373108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/07/ohohohoho.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-5861684312609584412</id><published>2008-07-13T02:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T20:37:20.433+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SKIP BEAT'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohmygosh.&lt;br /&gt;i'm actually still awake at this time.&lt;br /&gt;it's szenee's fault! she introed me to this manga.&lt;br /&gt;AND I AM SO ENGROSSED IN READING IT LUHH!&lt;br /&gt;i feel like slackingggg again zzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;i hate school. why cant we have more holidays?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-5861684312609584412?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/5861684312609584412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=5861684312609584412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/5861684312609584412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/5861684312609584412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/07/ohmygosh.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-3333008339648868258</id><published>2008-07-11T21:51:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T20:38:09.191+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanyang choir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world choir games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='will'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okayyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;these two days were quite stressing.&lt;br /&gt;many peeps are starting to feel demoralised ):&lt;br /&gt;just like how it was before every performance.&lt;br /&gt;it was like that during syf, during concert, and now as well.&lt;br /&gt;but things will get better, i believe. once tomorrow is over.&lt;br /&gt;we WILL do well and not waste our efforts.&lt;br /&gt;we WILL make it.&lt;br /&gt;and then, we WILL love choir like we once did, and we WILL continue perservering.&lt;br /&gt;rvc will live onnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaha andandand! yaknow my sister went to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;AUSTRIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; since wednesday. and as much as i do not like my sister, i'm gladddd to say that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NANYANG CHOIR &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WON A &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;GOLD&lt;/span&gt; IN &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;WORLD &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;CHOIR &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;OLYMPICS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARE &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;QUALIFIED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;FOR THE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;FINALS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D:D:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAYYY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaha. it's my sis's choir afterall. i'm proud of her, and happy for her ;D&lt;br /&gt;wish her all the best in the finalssssss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALL THE BEST TO HWACHONG JC IN THE FINALS TOO!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;"&gt;GO ADELINE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-3333008339648868258?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/3333008339648868258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=3333008339648868258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3333008339648868258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3333008339648868258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/07/okayyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-3797861679439913198</id><published>2008-07-09T21:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T21:47:39.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life's beeen boring.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;when has it everrrrrrr been interesting?&lt;br /&gt;it's always the usual stuff.&lt;br /&gt;wake up, go to school, come back, do homework, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;how interesting can my life everrr be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey, there was this jap string instrument concert tday.&lt;br /&gt;it was boring, but really fun listening to that guy speak in jap xD&lt;br /&gt;AND I COULD UNDERSTAND ABIT OF WHAT HE SAID before the translator translated.&lt;br /&gt;yayyy! ANIME ROCK :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been a good girl tday, really.&lt;br /&gt;i did my homework, and didnt come online till i finished them all.&lt;br /&gt;maybe not all.&lt;br /&gt;it's impossible to finish everything. though i AM trying.. ):&lt;br /&gt;i have 8 jianbaos to do. YAY -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;i suddenly have so manymanymany things i want to buy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;but damn, i'm broke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-3797861679439913198?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/3797861679439913198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=3797861679439913198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3797861679439913198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3797861679439913198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/07/lifes-beeen-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-5765121019047861017</id><published>2008-07-07T12:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T12:14:24.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm starting to become immune to all these crap.&lt;br /&gt;soon, i'll be immune to everything.&lt;br /&gt;i will survive.&lt;br /&gt;it'll be better when everything is nothing.&lt;br /&gt;when everything is nothing worth thinking about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-5765121019047861017?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/5765121019047861017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=5765121019047861017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/5765121019047861017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/5765121019047861017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-starting-to-become-immune-to-all.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-4852700992569878230</id><published>2008-07-06T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:28:10.960+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastinating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youth day'/><title type='text'>youth day</title><content type='html'>okay. like i said, youth day wont be youth day without homework.&lt;br /&gt;which is completely true. for most of us, that is.&lt;br /&gt;but no. dont be mistaken. i did not spend my day doing homework and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;obviously not. i'm amanda after all.&lt;br /&gt;i do what i like to do most. even if it means that i'll have to do last minute work. because apparently, i cant concentrate when there isnt pressure forcing me to. although i did TRY to do my bio assignment.. it's half done.&lt;br /&gt;i would have did maths. but chingxing's not helping me scan the workbook. ohhwell.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess it's okay. i have tmr planned out alrdy. the only thing that i need to do is to follow it.&lt;br /&gt;that's the only thing i need to do.&lt;br /&gt;the ONLY thing.&lt;br /&gt;the ONLYYYYYYY thing.&lt;br /&gt;but also the most difficult thing.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;i wish i can stop procrastinating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-4852700992569878230?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-6872061988751629547</id><published>2008-07-05T23:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T23:36:04.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my shirt turned blue&lt;br /&gt;it was supposed to be purple.&lt;br /&gt;funfair.&lt;br /&gt;that stupid retarded dinner that i hate.&lt;br /&gt;forced to wait for that bloody bus for half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;got screamed at for ASKING if there's time for me to go home before going for the dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:5;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; LINE-HEIGHT: normal; FONT-STYLE: normal"&gt;what is wrong with my life.&lt;br /&gt;why is it so screwed that i dont understand anything anymore?&lt;br /&gt;what is the reason for my existence.&lt;br /&gt;i dont see the point of doing all these, when she apparently doesnt appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:5;color:#666666;"&gt;nothing matters anymore. nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-6872061988751629547?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/6872061988751629547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=6872061988751629547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/6872061988751629547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/6872061988751629547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-shirt-turned-blue-it-was-supposed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-6859412003515977522</id><published>2008-07-04T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T22:10:22.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aha! I FINALLY GOT BACK MY PENCILBOX :D&lt;br /&gt;after being 1 week pencilbox-less, i've learnt to treasure my pencilbox more.&lt;br /&gt;i realised how hard it is for me to live without my pencilbox. thus, i promise to take good care of it and make sure it isnt stuffed with rubbishever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was PE tday.&lt;br /&gt;LOTS &amp;amp; LOTS of earthworms everywhere xD&lt;br /&gt;mrs chan picked one up from the court and threw it into the field.&lt;br /&gt;i bet yujun stepped on them while running on the worms-filled track.&lt;br /&gt;i nearly stepped on one myself, while walking back to the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;william picked it up after several attempts and threw it into the field.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaha. it was a very. screamish encounter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;langarts is always boring. i can multi-task very well during lang arts. so i could draw, write letters and listen to her boring lessons at the same time. ha.&lt;br /&gt;chinese was slackish. she gave us alot of hw though ): so many jianbaos!&lt;br /&gt;geog was boringggggggggggggggggggggg.&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep. as usual -.-&lt;br /&gt;mrs ong told me to wake up.LOL&lt;br /&gt;i cant not fall asleep despite my attempts to stay awake. it's too boring yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malay was crap.&lt;br /&gt;i'm telling you the tcher suck.&lt;br /&gt;she called qinghe a shortie despite being shorter than him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how ironic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she kept calling people names and making fun of us.&lt;br /&gt;and trying to make us laugh which is so not working luh!&lt;br /&gt;tsk. i dont like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science was okay. practical. cant sleep.&lt;br /&gt;made that tempeh thingy.&lt;br /&gt;i dont really understand anything so who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choir was okay. rehearsal :D&lt;br /&gt;we just cant seem to settle down and keep our mouths shut for more than 10minutes.&lt;br /&gt;and then i had to endure that one person's very 'nice' attitude.&lt;br /&gt;i will not. the next time that person does that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhiying went home with us because qiyuan ps her and the rest went home in charlene's dad's car.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha. it wasnt awkward or anything. and yuning talked about her bigbig ambition of developing a city when she's older.&lt;br /&gt;saw mingjun at boonlay interchange.&lt;br /&gt;and then saw weiting as well ahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;talked to her bout some WEIRRRD stuff xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now there's HOMEWORK.&lt;br /&gt;i cant do my maths assignment cause it's stuck in school. argh.&lt;br /&gt;bio assignment. i can do that i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;MATHS  AMC PRACTICE. i dont feel like doing it. but ohhwell D:&lt;br /&gt;no choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-6859412003515977522?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/6859412003515977522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=6859412003515977522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/6859412003515977522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/6859412003515977522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/07/aha-i-finally-got-back-my-pencilbox-d.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-6350170299052867538</id><published>2008-07-02T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:20:25.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had a bad start today.&lt;br /&gt;a really really really really bad start.&lt;br /&gt;but it got better towards the end of the day i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;it was nice ranting it out with kangchyi.&lt;br /&gt;and chatting with lizhen. and that crazy mutang who cant stop fiddling with pink rafia string.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha(:&lt;br /&gt;i got really bored. after watching anime -.-&lt;br /&gt;decided to talk to many people at once, butthen soem didnt reply, and others were busy ):&lt;br /&gt;luckily, there's hazel.&lt;br /&gt;she sent me averyyyy ffunny eeeemail :D&lt;br /&gt;i'm such a boring person i cant stand myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butbutbutbutbut!&lt;br /&gt;BREAKING DAWN. IT'S COMINGGGGGGG! :D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;EXACTLY ONE MONTH FROM NOW!&lt;br /&gt;hehhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-6350170299052867538?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/6350170299052867538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=6350170299052867538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/6350170299052867538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/6350170299052867538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-had-bad-start-today.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-5150677411586257792</id><published>2008-07-01T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T20:15:07.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fustrated</title><content type='html'>i'm not sure of what's right and what's not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;everything is so highly confusing i cant make out anything.&lt;br /&gt;it's stupid, really.&lt;br /&gt;how did it ever become so complicated?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to do. and whether not doing anything is the correct thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;i'm in a big mess now. and i dont know how i got into this mess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-5150677411586257792?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/5150677411586257792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=5150677411586257792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/5150677411586257792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/5150677411586257792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/07/fustrated.html' title='fustrated'/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-5489252874876199403</id><published>2008-06-30T17:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T17:47:45.226+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polo tee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hairbands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colourful post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weijie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chamelon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giordano'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:30;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i went out with my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weijie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yesterday. yesyes. MY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weijie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence will never stand a chance. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;went to church for service first before meeting me for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:25;color:#33ff33;"&gt;SUBWAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;dislike&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;subway. now i think it's &lt;u&gt;realllllyyyyyyy nice&lt;/u&gt; hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;we chat over lunch, and i asked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;many&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;stuff about whyyyyy &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; like ______.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; kept laughing when replying me -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crazy wifey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;YES. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;we got married yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. in the cinema :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ohh and yesyesyes. we watched &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GET SMART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha. it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;SUPER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;i was laughing almost every few minutes LOL.&lt;br /&gt;it's the only movie in which i laughed so much hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and i actually guessed part of the plot! that &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;agent 23&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is EVIL :D i knew it. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and then that part where the main lead (&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;agent 86&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?) went&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;"ELEMENT OF SURPRISE!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and threw the phone LOL.&lt;br /&gt;damn funnnnny. but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;agent 86&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; quite pro too xD he writes &lt;u&gt;very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;detailed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; reports&lt;/u&gt;. so detailed that they're &lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;a thousand page long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and no one bothers to read the entire thing. ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;agent 99&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is darn cool! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pekkhoon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; called just as we're leaving the cinema. great timing yea? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so we met up and bought the POLO teeees. at first we tried the dry polo. it was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:35;"&gt;veryyyy big&lt;/span&gt; ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;smallest was XS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and it was STILL tooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;big&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we called &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yujun&lt;/span&gt; and bugged &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; say buy skinny polo lor. butthen skinny polo the red is like pink, so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; say buy other colours :D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;thus, both &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pekkhoon&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and i ended up buying &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt;next. we went to &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chamelon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to get the hairbands.&lt;br /&gt;it was quite retarded LOL. choosing this and that and this and that. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;but fun nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;went with &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weijie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to popular, pek went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; changed her history book thiny and after that, we left. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; went to find &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; darrrrrlinggggggg. yealor. marry me alrdy still go find another guy! D: tsktsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. i know &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; still loves me. LOL. hehhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;weijieweijieweijie&lt;/span&gt;! we must go out again kay&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyous for your presents!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-5489252874876199403?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/5489252874876199403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=5489252874876199403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/5489252874876199403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/5489252874876199403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello-d-i-went-out-with-my-weijie.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-186895548432869969</id><published>2008-06-28T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T22:51:37.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was my very first time holding sectionals with altos.&lt;br /&gt;it was weird ._. and i HOPE i was okay.&lt;br /&gt;thank god weiting was there.&lt;br /&gt;though she left afterwards, thank god again for jiarong and amelia and pekkhoon and chingxing.&lt;br /&gt;yujun kept asking me weird questions! D: and he REPEATED the same question like, 3 times? as if afraid that i'm lying or sth -__-&lt;br /&gt;went to commonwealth for lunch with xinyi, pek and chingxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner at this weird ballroom place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;$419.44&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scary. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand why it's so expensive though. they're murderers. they killed tons of shark to get the shark fins. i didnt eat it though. i'm a shark protector :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going out tomorrow! buy the stupid polo tee which costs $23 D:&lt;br /&gt;and the hairband and other accessories for grease.&lt;br /&gt;andddd. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM GOING OUT WITH WEIJIE! :D:D:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like. finally -__-&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-186895548432869969?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/186895548432869969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=186895548432869969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/186895548432869969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/186895548432869969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/06/today-was-my-very-first-time-holding.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-3960140943028219235</id><published>2008-06-27T22:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T23:00:31.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helloooo.&lt;br /&gt;lessons were quite a breeze these few days. except for bio, which is so boring i dont really bother to listen to ms lai droning on and on about micro organisms. it's quite simple, really.&lt;br /&gt;went for CIP yesterday at delta school or sth. it was easy. we just read. and then teach them how to read. and we get our 2 hours. weiren changed his name to isaac so that he can escape the clutches of evil! no lah. escape a girl who is madly in love with him. LOL&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. and we had lots of fun on the bus ride home too! fun digging out secrets. hahaha. we all took turns to answer questions that others ask. hehhh.&lt;br /&gt;had dinner with weiren, zhijie and lizhen :D&lt;br /&gt;but i realised my pencilbox was gone when i reached the platform of jurong east mrt D:&lt;br /&gt;apparently, i left it on the teachers' table in the delta school ): but luckily, miss joyce ke found it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was okay.&lt;br /&gt;bio was quite interesting LOL. we made yeast pearls! hahaha. it's darn cute. they become tiny little balls of yeast when we drop the jelly mixture into calcium chloride or sth.&lt;br /&gt;malay was boring. i dont know what's going on in the class 3/4 of the time. the class suddenly burst out laughing and i cant seem to understand what's so funny zzz.&lt;br /&gt;choir was okay. nothing much. rehearsal for speech day lo.&lt;br /&gt;we got more sweets though, from zhengyang :D&lt;br /&gt;thankyoussss! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. there's prac tmr. last minute again. LOL&lt;br /&gt;i really dont like last minute pracs. the first time was when i was at class chalet.&lt;br /&gt;i was ALRDY there, and then they smsed us at like 8+ to tell us that there's prac the next day. then tell them got class chalet, they still say class chalet isnt a reason to skip choir pracs. LOL. it was funnny. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;the 2nd time was this june hols. they suddenly extended the practice and then i had to miss my class outing again, because class outing isnt an excuse to miss choir prac. LOL. but i was really sad. classss outingggggggg D:&lt;br /&gt;nowwwwww. i've everything scheduled nicely. all the homework and stuff like that. but now it's MESSED UP. hohoho. and i'll have to chiong hw till late night if i want to go out with weijie on sunday. if not, i wont be able to go. that means. postpone again. for the dunno how manymany times. but i think it's alright. art doesnt seem so hard alrdy LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sleepy D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-3960140943028219235?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/3960140943028219235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=3960140943028219235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3960140943028219235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3960140943028219235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/06/helloooo.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-3304119098109934795</id><published>2008-06-25T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T22:42:47.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohh damn.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt go for bio make up lesson :D&lt;br /&gt;but i went home with chingxing instead.&lt;br /&gt;met yingho on 243 as well. he actually took the initiative to talk to me LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised i didnt post the comm &amp;amp; the sub-comm here.&lt;br /&gt;though i guess all of ya peeps alrdy know -.- so it'll just be redundant.&lt;br /&gt;ahhwell. jiayou to all the new comm &amp;amp; sub-comm peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEC 4s. WE'LL MISSSSS YOU SO SO SO SO MUCH YOU'LL BE SNEEZING TILL YOUR NOSES DROP D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-3304119098109934795?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/3304119098109934795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=3304119098109934795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3304119098109934795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/3304119098109934795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/06/ohh-damn_25.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-2684279633217129857</id><published>2008-06-24T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T21:19:19.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lessons werent bad today.&lt;br /&gt;lee lao shi checked our fingernails today. cut it immediately. before she could reach me, it's all short alrdy :D ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;meien was asked to play on the piano today during cid xD&lt;br /&gt;it was nice hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choir. qiyuan wrote all the names in that yellow manual before mr ong finished announcing the comm. she's sooooo cute xD i love her :D:D butthen. she's leaving rvc ):&lt;br /&gt;whyyyyyyyyyy! D:&lt;br /&gt;all the sec 4s are leavingggggg. yanpeng, siewlin, zhiying.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm really sad now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm such a troublesome person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i wish things were simpler.&lt;/span&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/8975484154876526001-2684279633217129857?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/2684279633217129857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=2684279633217129857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2684279633217129857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2684279633217129857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/06/lessons-werent-bad-today.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-8181401800820568036</id><published>2008-06-23T20:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T21:34:57.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='term 3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evil me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the first day of school wsnt as bad as i expected it to be.&lt;br /&gt;it was SLACKK.&lt;br /&gt;but i still have homework piled up.&lt;br /&gt;chinese and ART.&lt;br /&gt;i hate art.&lt;br /&gt;but today was quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;i finished the host too! :D&lt;br /&gt;it's NICEEEEEEEE. but i think twilight is STILL nicer.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt do a single thing other than write letters and read.&lt;br /&gt;and pack my bag etc.&lt;br /&gt;there's mo xie tmr. and i must do at least 1 jian bao tmr luh! D:&lt;br /&gt;and then i'll do the remaining baozhang and art too on wednesday -__-&lt;br /&gt;i bought my art knife. it can kill :D&lt;br /&gt;it killed my turtle. it's lying in a pool of turtle blood now. hehhhh.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so evil! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-8181401800820568036?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/8181401800820568036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=8181401800820568036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/8181401800820568036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/8181401800820568036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-day-of-school-wsnt-as-bad-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-7631997999198564634</id><published>2008-06-22T19:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T19:25:27.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to aunt jasline's house ytd night for steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand adults zzz.&lt;br /&gt;they do really weird stuff like putting the raw and the cooked stuff tgt and insisting that we wont get food poisoning. okay. we didnt, but if we had weaker immune system, we might have.&lt;br /&gt;so i spent the rest of the time reading THE HOST and drinking wineeeee.&lt;br /&gt;celebrated 3 adults' birthdays then too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;MUMMYYYYY!&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/8975484154876526001-7631997999198564634?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/7631997999198564634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=7631997999198564634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/7631997999198564634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/7631997999198564634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/06/went-to-aunt-jaslines-house-ytd-night.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-1725282482171488790</id><published>2008-06-20T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T20:21:26.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a longgg practice.&lt;br /&gt;8-9am was PT, followed by practice till 11.30am&lt;br /&gt;lunch was till 1pm, followed by practice for the rest of the day till 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;i get grumpy when practice drags onnnn ):&lt;br /&gt;could hardly smile towards the end of the practice.&lt;br /&gt;i think it takes more muscles to smile than to frown lo.&lt;br /&gt;but if frowning uses more muscles, then we should frown more! TRAIN YOUR CHEEK MUSCLES :D&lt;br /&gt;i think the sec 3s at the front had a hard time with the choir.&lt;br /&gt;but i cant help but to feel tired.&lt;br /&gt;i have no stamina D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is chingxing's birthday :D&lt;br /&gt;she received alotttt of presents ahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;i hope she liked my present LOL .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really tired now but i shall persevere and finish reading the chinese book cause i wont have time tomorrow. hopefully, i'll SQUEEZE time to do sihan and jian bao!&lt;br /&gt;i hope everything goes well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-1725282482171488790?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/1725282482171488790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=1725282482171488790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/1725282482171488790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/1725282482171488790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/06/today-was-longgg-practice.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-2744868349594678383</id><published>2008-06-20T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T00:17:02.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIRTHDAY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHINGXING!&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; :D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-2744868349594678383?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/2744868349594678383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=2744868349594678383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2744868349594678383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/2744868349594678383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-chingxing-ddd.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-7756700497889020846</id><published>2008-06-19T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T23:16:13.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a half day prac.&lt;br /&gt;it was okay luh.&lt;br /&gt;did cui dong cui as usual.&lt;br /&gt;and brushed up on greaseeeeeee actions with the seniors' help.&lt;br /&gt;and then because pek and ching and xinyi didnt want to have lunch with me, i waited for ruth so i could have lunch with her :D&lt;br /&gt;but those three evil cunning piggies SUDDENLY decided to go eat after i was GONEEE lor D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i had lunch tgt with weikai, ruth, qiyuan , zhiying, zhengyang, jeanette, siewlin, sewei, laiseng, jonathan. at first it was abit awkward. but i had ruth and weikai was there too, so it was okayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;bought food from kopitiam and went to rooftop garden to eat.&lt;br /&gt;jeanette bought LJS, and some others made up the BREAD gang and ate the bread that they bought from breadtalk LOL.&lt;br /&gt;they kept singing songs that they learnt in the previous years.&lt;br /&gt;i think the songs they learn are so much nicer than the songs we learn lo ):&lt;br /&gt;BUT I STILL LIKE ZHULIGUAN and O REX :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;qiyuan sang almost a whole song while doing the tabletop position lah! i bet it hurt alot cause we could almost feel her pain when she was singing LOL.&lt;br /&gt;we just chatchatchat :D&lt;br /&gt;chat during lunch, then shop &amp;amp; chat, then ride mrt &amp;amp;chat.&lt;br /&gt;it was really nice listening to them.&lt;br /&gt;i wish they werent leaving so soon ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-7756700497889020846?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/7756700497889020846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=7756700497889020846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/7756700497889020846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/7756700497889020846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/06/today-was-half-day-prac.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8975484154876526001.post-431920540596272652</id><published>2008-06-18T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T21:17:41.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohh i almost forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIRTHDAY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YUNING! &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay cute&amp;amp;cheerful always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILD BOAR FAN CLUB&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8975484154876526001-431920540596272652?l=sophist-icate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/feeds/431920540596272652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8975484154876526001&amp;postID=431920540596272652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/431920540596272652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8975484154876526001/posts/default/431920540596272652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sophist-icate.blogspot.com/2008/06/ohh-i-almost-forgot.html' title=''/><author><name>iCY(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02583052362862681794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
