<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657</id><updated>2011-05-03T17:30:40.313+08:00</updated><category term='silly monsters'/><category term='chilli crab'/><category term='Escape Theme Park'/><category term='hungryhungry'/><category term='love'/><category term='squad outing'/><category term='birthday dinner'/><title type='text'>jia-er; ♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>391</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-587016866778438691</id><published>2009-01-25T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T19:52:02.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Big Sweep Getridof;</title><content type='html'>新年大扫除 is finally over! I probably lost weight while carrying stuff and climbing up and down the ladder repeatedly. T_T hopefully over the next two days I'll gain some weight. Sad life to be underweight. I am anticipating cries of "why still so skinny! eat more!" by my relatives again. Same thing happens each year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to seeing my cousins! Long time no see, miss them a lot :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-587016866778438691?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/587016866778438691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=587016866778438691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/587016866778438691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/587016866778438691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-big-sweep-getridof.html' title='New Year Big Sweep Getridof;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-1365339739831051351</id><published>2009-01-23T19:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T20:14:14.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kinda sick;</title><content type='html'>That's how I'm feeling now :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the omgI'mdying feeling but I don't feel too well either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress? Lack of sleep? Staring at the com screen for too long (I've always used the com for many hours at one shot but never fallen sick because of this before)? Some idiot passing the bug to me? Food/something else poisoning(I'm not vomitting though)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SXmx4sjGWeI/AAAAAAAAA0s/5DR3Kn7JXkA/s1600-h/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SXmx4sjGWeI/AAAAAAAAA0s/5DR3Kn7JXkA/s320/sad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294458424539896290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of all times to fall sick! CNY leh! And I was looking forward to (hopefully) chilli crab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SXm0VzHDV2I/AAAAAAAAA08/bqPx_qKpX40/s1600-h/ccrab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 96px; height: 96px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SXm0VzHDV2I/AAAAAAAAA08/bqPx_qKpX40/s320/ccrab.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294461123540768610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and.... yusheng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SXm0V73ZQzI/AAAAAAAAA00/7K3GOp4VATU/s1600-h/yusheng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 124px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SXm0V73ZQzI/AAAAAAAAA00/7K3GOp4VATU/s320/yusheng.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294461125891015474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Ohwell. Better than missing a day or two of school. With Sec3 being as stressful and fast-paced as it is, missing one day of lessons could have serious repercussions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-1365339739831051351?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/1365339739831051351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=1365339739831051351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/1365339739831051351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/1365339739831051351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2009/01/kinda-sick.html' title='kinda sick;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SXmx4sjGWeI/AAAAAAAAA0s/5DR3Kn7JXkA/s72-c/sad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-4215309834126241267</id><published>2009-01-22T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:59:15.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>little cousin joviah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SXiH0RSMmxI/AAAAAAAAA0k/O92Vu4j-Ugc/s1600-h/DSC00067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SXiH0RSMmxI/AAAAAAAAA0k/O92Vu4j-Ugc/s320/DSC00067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294130694036691730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SXiHzwO-PoI/AAAAAAAAA0c/xtHIOtXnBsg/s1600-h/DSC00066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SXiHzwO-PoI/AAAAAAAAA0c/xtHIOtXnBsg/s320/DSC00066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294130685164797570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SXiHznH-DrI/AAAAAAAAA0U/hDHZhHpzErs/s1600-h/DSC00065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SXiHznH-DrI/AAAAAAAAA0U/hDHZhHpzErs/s320/DSC00065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294130682719506098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SXiHzJ2iRrI/AAAAAAAAA0M/6m_wIKtucU0/s1600-h/DSC00064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SXiHzJ2iRrI/AAAAAAAAA0M/6m_wIKtucU0/s320/DSC00064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294130674861754034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SXiHfhQ7x6I/AAAAAAAAA0E/16ltBCDUwZE/s1600-h/DSC00063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SXiHfhQ7x6I/AAAAAAAAA0E/16ltBCDUwZE/s320/DSC00063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294130337549109154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SXiHffMZx9I/AAAAAAAAAz8/VRI7bbMEKbk/s1600-h/DSC00062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SXiHffMZx9I/AAAAAAAAAz8/VRI7bbMEKbk/s320/DSC00062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294130336993232850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SXiHfUQf_JI/AAAAAAAAAz0/lS4lIlRLNcQ/s1600-h/DSC00061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SXiHfUQf_JI/AAAAAAAAAz0/lS4lIlRLNcQ/s320/DSC00061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294130334057626770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SXiHfe32NRI/AAAAAAAAAzs/FWn-7svhDzk/s1600-h/DSC00060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SXiHfe32NRI/AAAAAAAAAzs/FWn-7svhDzk/s320/DSC00060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294130336907015442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SXiHfDgL8_I/AAAAAAAAAzk/qT1h73-08Xk/s1600-h/DSC00059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SXiHfDgL8_I/AAAAAAAAAzk/qT1h73-08Xk/s320/DSC00059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294130329560019954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute right! But he refused to open his eyes D&lt; Naughty naughty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babies' cheeks are so soft and feel like it's nice to pinch! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-4215309834126241267?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/4215309834126241267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=4215309834126241267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/4215309834126241267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/4215309834126241267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2009/01/joviah.html' title='little cousin joviah!'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SXiH0RSMmxI/AAAAAAAAA0k/O92Vu4j-Ugc/s72-c/DSC00067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-2134991307795572419</id><published>2009-01-21T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T22:09:39.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LA;</title><content type='html'>LA lectures are fun because I get to make spastic comments about the silly videos and our class is always first to sit so we get commended by the teachers and we like to cheer. Okay, 3F is gay 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling happy now, 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;I'm feeling happy now! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PC today was rubbish and Xin Yi and I slept through it after we got bored of looking in people's wallets and going mad over the Pastamania pocket menu in Yu-zhen's wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't drawn Pushi in a long time! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-2134991307795572419?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/2134991307795572419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=2134991307795572419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/2134991307795572419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/2134991307795572419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2009/01/la.html' title='LA;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-691075541649206859</id><published>2009-01-21T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:49:36.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>history lessons with lit-only people;</title><content type='html'>I like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because we do nonsense at the back of the class. Take today for instance. Apparently, I was blatantly eating, while Marcus and Egan kept trying to confiscate my food. And the other girls joined in the food-eating session. Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History lessons are fun. For the Lit people. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back today to help with class deco. WHY TAKE OFF THE FISHIES DANGLING IN THE DOORWAY D: The noticeboard at the back of the class is superduperultramarineblue nice! It's recycled because we're not selling them for yimaihui already and therefore, we're using it! And actually we can stop selling stuff already, we made enough $$. So I can eat all the peanut butter cookies I want! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone create class blog! Make it meetthefockers or something like that. After all, most people have already adopted that in their MSN pm. And dhs3f09 is boring. FOC is too short. fullofclass is not interesting. And we're proud to be called fockers, aren't we? -beams brightly-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-691075541649206859?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/691075541649206859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=691075541649206859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/691075541649206859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/691075541649206859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2009/01/history-lessons-with-lit-only-people.html' title='history lessons with lit-only people;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-6983354506277817646</id><published>2009-01-17T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T22:25:44.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sec3 homework;</title><content type='html'>Within the past uh, 7 days of lessons, my file has already thickened to such a state that I cannot put in any more thick stacks of notes unless I want it to explode like Edric's soccer ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm amazed at what the teachers have managed to set us, such a great load of stuff! Okay, I'm scared of it. And I think I don't have enough time to finish it on time T_T I guess it's kind of a good thing I'm not taking History as well, or I'll probably be buried by the avalanche of work. Okay, I know sec3 isn't much work when compared to sec4 and above but I haven't been to the other side of the grass yet so yeah. Complain for the sake of complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think that I thought after chionging holiday hmwk to submit it ASAP, I would be less stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's art and grading tomorrow, which means several hours swallowed up. Include another hour or two's worth for travelling time and I won't have much time to finish the work I diedie must finish by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause I promised myself that this year I'd try my best to hand in everything on time and pay attention in class, stop sleeping in class and do well for everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-6983354506277817646?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/6983354506277817646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=6983354506277817646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/6983354506277817646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/6983354506277817646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2009/01/sec3-homework.html' title='sec3 homework;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-2957359553488401020</id><published>2009-01-13T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:40:35.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time for you to panic,</title><content type='html'>If you haven't finished Chinese homework!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because BOTH JIA HUI and I finished our Chinese homework already! That means if you haven't handed it in you are so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly I didn't die writing zuowen today, the words all flowed to me easily! Must've been all that writing for holiday homework, and all the Chinese stuff stuck around in my brain. Still, I probably won't score well for it because everytime I think I wrote a zuowen relatively well, I take back fails/almost-fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AEP is sort of fun so far, but SOVA is really O_O Must think a lot. And have an extremely extensive vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And PE is tomorrow. Somehow everyone makes Mr Siva's PE class sound damn scary :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-2957359553488401020?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/2957359553488401020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=2957359553488401020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/2957359553488401020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/2957359553488401020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2009/01/time-for-you-to-panic.html' title='time for you to panic,'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-6456371714372568585</id><published>2009-01-13T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T00:13:27.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MWAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished the Chinese passage stuff. All that's left is the 2 jianbaos, which should be easier, I think. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what I wrote in the daxiang one, the sense of accomplishment you get when you achieve your goal (okay, I wrote dream there, but goal is more applicable here, the goal of finishing Chinese homework yknow) is incomparable :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, rejoice not, as tomorrow's one half hour of Chinese lesson will be dedicated to writing a zuowen T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-6456371714372568585?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/6456371714372568585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=6456371714372568585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/6456371714372568585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/6456371714372568585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2009/01/mwahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-8150749169399779430</id><published>2009-01-12T21:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:26:30.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ultra tired;</title><content type='html'>I must have been more tired than I thought - apparently I fell asleep in front of the com for about an hour or so. T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-8150749169399779430?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/8150749169399779430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=8150749169399779430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8150749169399779430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8150749169399779430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2009/01/ultra-tired.html' title='ultra tired;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-2412377044942028111</id><published>2009-01-12T18:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T18:40:37.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meet the FOCkers;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;kers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't get any cooler than that huh. Don't worry, for 义卖会 our items won't be&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ree&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;O&lt;/span&gt;f &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;C&lt;/span&gt;harge. We'll probably go down as the most vulgar class hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banana yellow for class shirt! Okay I'm joking, I'm not very fond of banana yellow but the name of the colour sounds cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be getting class tee+jacket! Ownage! Sadly, no class skirt(=DDDD), socks, caps, shoes etc D: LOL those weren't my suggestions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know why we're called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;3F&lt;/span&gt;ull &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;f &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;rap&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-2412377044942028111?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/2412377044942028111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=2412377044942028111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/2412377044942028111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/2412377044942028111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2009/01/meet-fockers.html' title='meet the FOCkers;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-4874968150672141939</id><published>2009-01-10T20:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T21:13:52.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D7 for hcl o's, PLZXZXZXZXZ;</title><content type='html'>My whole body is aching after PT yesterday, but it was good to PT again, after spending the whole holidays not exercising, unless you count spinning rifles and walking about 1km+ home after fancy training and taekwondo. I don't really think of it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I spent the entire holidays telling myself, okay, tomorrow/later, I'm going to go jogging, and I never did. So I was quite surprised that I managed to last through yesterday's session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really really suck at Chinese someone help me do my homework omgzxzxzxzxz. I still find it amusing that my whole class pretty much sucks at Chinese. That's probably why there aren't PRCs in 3F, that person would have outstanding Chinese grades while the rest of us would probably worship him/her as the Chinese god/goddess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to change seats either! Mrs Ong pleasepleaseplease don't change our seats, although I don't really like sitting right at the back but I don't want right at the front/center either. If you sit in front you get sprayed with teachers' saliva and you can't sleep/eat in class, something I'm very fond of doing. Center, well I sat in the center last year and it was not a particularly pleasant experience, thank goodness for a good table partner I could complain to all day long and whom complained back too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared for PE on Wednesday. Anyone else has first period PE too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-4874968150672141939?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/4874968150672141939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=4874968150672141939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/4874968150672141939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/4874968150672141939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2009/01/d7-for-hcl-os-plzxzxzxzxz.html' title='D7 for hcl o&apos;s, PLZXZXZXZXZ;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-8515356084620983891</id><published>2009-01-08T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:24:37.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really hate Chinese and Maths, gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep getting distracted and I can't focus on doing all the Chinese stuff! Someone help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;_&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;T&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/32183657-8515356084620983891?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/8515356084620983891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=8515356084620983891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8515356084620983891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8515356084620983891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-really-hate-chinese-and-maths-gah.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-6519110861719417015</id><published>2009-01-08T17:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T18:00:46.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3Fuzzymuzzywuzzy;</title><content type='html'>I think 3F is damn cute and is a good class :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Apparently, everyone's Chinese is so terrible that no one got an A+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And in our group of 4, apparently I am best in Maths, even though for EOYs I got 50+ only. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why are all our teachers so strict? Everything must hand in, including the Maths assignment they said wasn't compulsory... Though the teachers seem to be good at teaching.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We finish lessons at the same time as the triple science classes, almost everyday we end at 3.15, except for Tuesdays and Fridays, at 1.45, and Day 9 at 4.15. But Tuesday means AEP for me and Friday means NP so everyday I finish late D: And today the other non-triple science classes happily walked past our class at 1.45 and gave us the LOL-you-all-still-having-lessons-we-get-to-go-home-already look. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We go for recess together as one big group and probably terrorise every single person we see on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We terrorise the teachers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Apparently, Mancini is the King of Musical Chairs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are plenty of retarded people to walk to the bus stop with, and on the way, watch teachers stand waiting for the traffic light to turn green when they didn't press the button&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aeri is in 3F = according to Yu-Zhen, spend a few mins with her and you'll just start laughing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A certain person thinks that another certain person likes her and asks questions like "how does he look at me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And I think Lit is quite cool. Mr Ken and Mrs Vora are very nice, and the Lit class likes "nothing and stuff". And my table partner is an idiot. Try guessing who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday's CCA orientation was quite a success, I think. For the fancy team anyway. None of us dropped the rifle during the performance! Which is very, very good, considering that our standard beforehand was always rubbish. And waiting between the performances was quite stupid, I closed my eyes and kept seeing Pikachu, Pichu and Charmander; don't bother asking me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SUPPOSED TO FINISH CHINESE AND MATHS TONIGHT, AND CHINESE AND MATHS ARE THE FIRST TWO LESSONS OF THE DAY, BEFORE RECESS. Crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-6519110861719417015?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/6519110861719417015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=6519110861719417015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/6519110861719417015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/6519110861719417015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2009/01/3fuzzymuzzywuzzy.html' title='3Fuzzymuzzywuzzy;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-8463775105296338084</id><published>2009-01-06T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:41:01.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cca orientation tomorrow O___O;</title><content type='html'>Jiayou fancy team! What we've been training and stressing our minds over for the past two months is finally here, let's show the Year1s how noob they are because they don't have rifles and we do :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xpedition today was quite fun, I guess, I never realised that I knew so much about Kampong Arang (okay I cheated a little. but still.), and now I know where the famous Tanjong Rhu pao stall is located. And that the wanton mee there is actually quite nice. The uncle must have enjoyed a lot of business today and probably closed early, thanks to the patronage of the Year3s forced to buy and share packets of wanton mee. And I felt so silly carrying my rifle around while running because I didn't get to go back to the classroom and leave it there -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heels are still aching from the run across the stone path at Katong Park x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have 3 boyfriends, all 3 are black, extremely skinny and are all shorter than me. I brought 2 home today, the other has been living in my house since the start of the Nov holidays. Yes, I three-time 8D Happy guessing who they are. (They don't have names so it makes it that much harder for you to guess who they are XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGZ stop spamming my MSN with stupid viruses. It's annoying. STOP SPAMMING OR ELSEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-8463775105296338084?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/8463775105296338084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=8463775105296338084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8463775105296338084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8463775105296338084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2009/01/cca-orientation-tomorrow-oo.html' title='cca orientation tomorrow O___O;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-7511753851760592883</id><published>2009-01-04T20:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T22:41:12.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008;</title><content type='html'>Plenty of things happened in 08, marking just a few events in chronological order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SWC0sUUu_3I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/KnsbPuJnI9k/s1600-h/DSC05819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SWC0sUUu_3I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/KnsbPuJnI9k/s320/DSC05819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287424635995881330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LC in March; being a group leader gave me a different perspective on how things worked, all that meeting up with other group leaders to buy logistics together, and having two girls in the group who were sick, dealing with last minute edits to our performance because Xinyi couldn't perform; encouraging the rest and trying to be a good role model for the Year1s to learn from - the entire LC experience was different from last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SWC0r4Ck6cI/AAAAAAAAAzI/Vt-IL-WMS80/s1600-h/DSC01147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SWC0r4Ck6cI/AAAAAAAAAzI/Vt-IL-WMS80/s320/DSC01147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287424628403530178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last day of EOYs; never studied this much for exams before, going to the airport almost everyday to write notes, finally ripping up all that hard work on the last day. Getting back the results, the outcome of all that effort, the shock of seeing such high marks for LA (hoped for, but it was very unexpected). Okay well, that feeling of satisfaction was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SWC0regKUdI/AAAAAAAAAy4/ZbhNK71FC-g/s1600-h/DSC01923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SWC0regKUdI/AAAAAAAAAy4/ZbhNK71FC-g/s320/DSC01923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287424621548294610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last day of school: 2F was a wonderful class, and on that last day I realised that I'd barely talked to some people. I'll miss all those nonsensical jokes like Yiqi the sheng god, "Aeri and company"'s very noisy laughter during History lessons, the "tong zi ji", and laughing at sick jokes with Beng Hwee and Clement while Kaiwen looks on in confusion and later, disgust when she finds out what the jokes mean. At least Beng Hwee is in 3F too so hopefully can continue our rubbishy jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SWC0r75aULI/AAAAAAAAAzA/8NyRni2SxRA/s1600-h/fancy+team%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SWC0r75aULI/AAAAAAAAAzA/8NyRni2SxRA/s320/fancy+team%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287424629438828722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;14th birthday! Surprise cake from fancy team, and meeting up with the Hairy Caterpillar, Hoiki and Tristal for dinner together. Fancy team also meant that I got a lot closer to this bunch of squadmates whom I saw every few days during the holidays, and it was an experience I'd never gain anywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These aside, there were many other events in 2008 which made it such a special year. Okay all years are special. But whatever. To everyone whom I've met, talked to, flew to the moon and back with, thanks for everything you've given me. Whether it was presents, happy or sad memories, ambiguous ones, love, or entertainment in one form or another, or anything else, thank you. I'd like to extend my thanks to those who offered me advice in one way or another during the year, for helping me through the tough times. Even if I didn't listen, thanks anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 is here, so let's forget the unhappy memories and take a step towards a happier year! Therefore, I shall not post any New Year resolutions up here. I'll put it in livejournal instead. No you won't get to see it unless I've already added you. No more applicants to be friends. That means only fuzzy caterpillar, her gay partner and Tristal get to see it. If Shirlyn asks then I'll add her in too. And if my teddy bear decides to create a livejournal account then I'll add it in too. Otherwise, happy living without accessing my livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S. I love you&lt;/span&gt; Joey and Jolene for that wonderful present you got me! How did you know that was what I wanted! &lt;3 you two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to Tristal,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;get well soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; okay! Once you do, let's join hands and gay around while hunting down the evil mozzies! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-7511753851760592883?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/7511753851760592883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=7511753851760592883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/7511753851760592883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/7511753851760592883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2009/01/2008.html' title='2008;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SWC0sUUu_3I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/KnsbPuJnI9k/s72-c/DSC05819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-8410986763456020134</id><published>2009-01-03T16:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T22:21:03.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009;</title><content type='html'>Celebrated the new year with squadmates at the Indoor Stadium and managed to catch the fireworks at Marina Bay(the high ones that weren't blocked by buildings). After counting down, everyone came back to my house and we went up to the rooftop and spent the entire night up there. Surprised Ming Han with his birthday 'cake', and we somehow spent the hours playing Game of Life (Shaun stealing my $100k salary card, Jialat embezzling everyone's funds) and Taboo. When the sun rose, we ordered Macs breakfast and went down to the poolside, where Jialat, Jia Hui and Amanda jumped in and I was tempted to push someone in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squad outing, despite certain things, was very, very enjoyable and the countdown to 2009 is the best countdown I've had! (: (though seeing more stars in the sky would have made it better)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School reopened yesterday, finally performed the dreaded dance and it was somehow not as bad as I thought, though the audience laughed at the oddest parts o.o But we missed watching the rest of the performance! Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I kind of like my new class! I'm temporarily sitting at the back of the class with Aeri, and Nicholas and Beng Hwee are in front of me, so it's quite an enjoyable position. PLUS I'm sitting beside the window(I require a window beside me, preferably the one not facing the corridor as I'd be distracted by the people walking around) and the wall is right beside me so I can put my rifle there when I need to, instead of leaning it against the table and causing the poor innocent person in front of me to get hit when the rifle falls -coughNicholascough- (no it hasn't touched the floor). But it's a temporary position and I may have to change seats, especially when you count in the fact that I'm not a very tall person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seating position aside, our class's new name could be 3Fug or Happy3Friends. Someone suggested 3FHM ._. Flasher and Flashybird came up too. The last 3 are silly names but I'd pick those over Happy3Friends. I'm sorry to those who support that but I don't like such cheesy names. And it'd be quite cool to get 3Fug actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also know who are most of our teachers already. Chem is also our form teacher, Mrs Grace Ong. PE is Mr Siva O__________O ACE is Ms Anne Chua. HCL and LA teachers are unknown, but! Lit is Mr Ken Mizusawa! YES! (I didn't really hear who were the other teachers) Hopefully the LA and HCL teachers are good ones too. Especially LA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I decided not to send out smses this year, to save myself the frustration of clogged communication lines)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do read The Black Magician Trilogy by Trudi Canavan, it's nice. Plenty of unexpected changes. Definitely not a cliche story. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-8410986763456020134?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/8410986763456020134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=8410986763456020134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8410986763456020134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8410986763456020134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-6382810862073031680</id><published>2008-12-30T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T23:19:26.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moving house again;</title><content type='html'>I want to move house la! To a nice big condo which is good for hosting stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call my parents crazy, but they've already started considering condos. Like my dad currently kind of likes One Amber along Mountbatten Rd. Hey, I don't mind too, but it'll only be completed in 2010! D: I want to move next year already la. Another chance to clear out useless unwanted junk. The good thing about moving, I guess. You'll find the sentimental old junk which was once so meaningful but is just merely some occupant of valuable space now. But I hate the packing part. And unpacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAT YOUR POSTER IS HERE~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMMA EXCITED FOR TOMORROW 8DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year in advance! Wishing everyone all the best for 2009!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-6382810862073031680?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/6382810862073031680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=6382810862073031680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/6382810862073031680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/6382810862073031680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/12/moving-house-again.html' title='moving house again;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-8475576842831187765</id><published>2008-12-29T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T23:26:00.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuzzy brains 8D;</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling bored and brain feels fuzzy, probably due to physical exhaustion, since I'm yawning but don't feel tired. On the contrary, I feel like hopping around my bedroom and disturbing my sister with all my stuffed animals. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN I SPAM PEOPLE ON MSN? :&gt; PLZ? PL0X? PLZXZXZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and can someone volunteer their house for us to sleepover after squad outing? I realise the only sleepovers(including chalets) that I've ever gone for are classmates. Um, last year's class chalet and once at Jolene's house this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYY LET'S BOOK SQUAD CHALET EARLY NEXT YEAR AND GET THE BEST ONES 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE BUY ME AUNTIE ANNE'S PRETZELS! I FEEL LIKE EATING THEM NOW EVEN THOUGH I'M NOT VERY HUNGRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOO BLEACH 201 WILL ONLY BE OUT NEXT WEEK DDDDD; REBORN 112 HASN'T BEEN SUBBED AND VKG 13 ISN'T EVEN OUT YET! @^)$*@^!)$^_@)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*I did warn you that my brain is fuzzy 8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-8475576842831187765?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/8475576842831187765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=8475576842831187765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8475576842831187765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8475576842831187765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/12/fuzzy-brains-8d.html' title='fuzzy brains 8D;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-1012700350222328512</id><published>2008-12-29T00:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:06:45.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the failure of technology;</title><content type='html'>Moodle hanged again, somehow, when I'm trying to print the stupid Chinese passage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm balding prematurely! Dropped so much hair today. I feel like the people in the shampoo advertisements, run their fingers through their hair and several strands drop out. Okay it doesn't happen every single time I do that but I still dropped a lot of hair. Now I sound like some brainless bimbo who is extremely concerned over her hair, but I hate random loose strands of hair lying about! T_T it's horribly disgusting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-1012700350222328512?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/1012700350222328512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=1012700350222328512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/1012700350222328512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/1012700350222328512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/12/failure-of-technology.html' title='the failure of technology;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-2046705155310416269</id><published>2008-12-28T19:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T19:04:57.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one day we'll shoot down the whole chinese dept;</title><content type='html'>Meanwhile, we'll just have to find a way to survive til HCL O levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never set me a task to be written in Chinese unless you want incomprehensible rubbish to be returned to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-2046705155310416269?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/2046705155310416269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=2046705155310416269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/2046705155310416269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/2046705155310416269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-day-well-shoot-down-whole-chinese.html' title='one day we&apos;ll shoot down the whole chinese dept;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-4361479832758223328</id><published>2008-12-27T22:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T22:35:10.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>while doing chi, hilarious passage;</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;“这不是大小的问题。”&lt;br /&gt;“就算是……大象……也没有那么小的吧？”&lt;br /&gt;“我再说一次，这不是大小的问题。”&lt;br /&gt;“我知道这不是大小的问题，这是大象的问题。”&lt;br /&gt;“搞什么大象啊！”&lt;/blockquote&gt;This made me rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've watched Crayon Shin-chan you'd probably get the funny side of it. Even if you haven't, you might get it too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-4361479832758223328?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/4361479832758223328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=4361479832758223328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/4361479832758223328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/4361479832758223328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/12/while-doing-chi-hilarious-passage.html' title='while doing chi, hilarious passage;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-2803526372397109161</id><published>2008-12-27T19:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T19:44:04.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something new to spazz over;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SVYS_XvnxCI/AAAAAAAAAyw/PCRtjY80MjY/s1600-h/novice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 90px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SVYS_XvnxCI/AAAAAAAAAyw/PCRtjY80MjY/s320/novice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284432092680668194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have finally acquired a copy of this book! Thank you, Hoiki Nat and Trist 8D My uh, extremely belated birthday present!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry Nat, I won't stop spazzing over Kaname. :B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-2803526372397109161?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/2803526372397109161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=2803526372397109161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/2803526372397109161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/2803526372397109161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/12/something-new-to-spazz-over.html' title='something new to spazz over;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SVYS_XvnxCI/AAAAAAAAAyw/PCRtjY80MjY/s72-c/novice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-4064176522682983492</id><published>2008-12-27T01:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T01:31:56.339+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hungryhungry'/><title type='text'>肚子饿！;</title><content type='html'>I'm hungry. I just ate 3 butter buns and I'm still starving yeah. Dinner was around 6.30-7pm. Just proves that bread is not filling. Or maybe I worshipped Hong Wen too much (fancy team's internal joke) and absorbed his powerful digestive skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should start having dinner at later hours so that I won't feel so famished at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SVUUtu_GftI/AAAAAAAAAyo/zNcRaUxH3cs/s1600-h/argh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 163px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SVUUtu_GftI/AAAAAAAAAyo/zNcRaUxH3cs/s320/argh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284152513728511698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-4064176522682983492?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/4064176522682983492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=4064176522682983492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/4064176522682983492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/4064176522682983492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='肚子饿！;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SVUUtu_GftI/AAAAAAAAAyo/zNcRaUxH3cs/s72-c/argh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-8201315790624161840</id><published>2008-12-27T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T00:49:56.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JIA-ER♥ 2F! says:&lt;br /&gt;eh i go find bread to eat&lt;br /&gt;     ♥          JUNE'S     says:&lt;br /&gt;okayys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-talk a bit-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER♥ 2F! says:&lt;br /&gt;guess what i eating&lt;br /&gt;     ♥          JUNE'S     says:&lt;br /&gt;bread O.O??&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER♥ 2F! says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER♥ 2F! says:&lt;br /&gt;wait&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER♥ 2F! says:&lt;br /&gt;i told you that didnt i&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER♥ 2F! says:&lt;br /&gt;lmfao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was laughing so hard at myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-8201315790624161840?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/8201315790624161840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=8201315790624161840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8201315790624161840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8201315790624161840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/12/jia-er-2f-says-eh-i-go-find-bread-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-5893873036497206354</id><published>2008-12-26T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T23:35:57.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-spasms in joy- KANAME! 8D</title><content type='html'>Why can't Kaname and Yuuki just get together already! So that I can see more Kaname scenes 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to PS with Trist and Nat yesterday and watched Angus Thongs and Perfect Snogging, "avoid washing machine syndrome" LOL. Actually I watched it on the plane already but it's better than Twilight I guess. -cough- I smuggled food into the cinema 8D Was too hungry and I was lusting for "happy food" (because it makes me happy 8D). After the show, went to Comics Connection for Nat to find her Night Class posters and spazzed over Kaname, Byakuya and Hibari. I'm feeling really high now and spazzing and disturbing Hoi and Trist now on MSN while watching VKG MWAHAHAHAHA. Okay, Kaname and Yuuki got together already, finally 8DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay uh, PS's Comics Connection kinda sucked, so we went to Parkway and looked for the poster there but it was WORSE D: And the staff there sucked. And the result is no poster for Nat to put up in her room=I can't go to her house to spazz there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Swensen's for dinner with family, 8D happy food again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM STILL SPAZZING and I found a new person to spam LOL. TWILIGHT SUCKS AND VK PWNZ, EDWARD CULLEN IS SO OUT, THE NEW IN IS KURAN KANAME WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I probably suffered too many hits today and went crazy. Though none were on my head. WALAO MY SIS AND HER FRIENDS ARE SPAZZING EVEN LOUDER THAN I AM! Yes, her friends are sleeping over again, sigh. DAMN NOISY EH. THEIR SPAZZING IS LOUDER THAN MINE! Though that's because my spazzing is not verbal, but happily typed out :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Nat, yours was only a one night stand with Kaname, now he's mine FOREVER 8D&lt;br /&gt;-crazy spasms-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*apologies if you thought I was very, very crazy in this post, it may be due to the fact that I'm hungry and it's pretty late and I am watching VKG at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-5893873036497206354?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/5893873036497206354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=5893873036497206354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/5893873036497206354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/5893873036497206354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/12/spasms-in-joy-kaname-8d.html' title='-spasms in joy- KANAME! 8D'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-1289449873532481645</id><published>2008-12-24T23:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T00:06:43.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vampire bites and xmas outings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kaname bit me on the neck today 8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;No, obviously I'm joking, of course a vampire didnt come bite me today.  Not to mention a fictional vampire. (Edward Cullen is so not nice, Kuran Kaname is so much better 8D Especially when he's with Yuuki OMGZ I LOVE VK-continues rant-) Okay, so the 'vampire bite' was actually caused by Jia Hui's super wonderfully ultra nice spin cross which hit my neck and grazed the skin there and made it bleed. So now I have a red mark on my neck LOL. Don't worry it isn't painful, just scary cos I thought that I could have died if the rifle hit the centre and with more force. O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OMGGGGGGGGG finally going to meet Trist and Nat tomorrow! Finally! Why must Hoi Ki be at Japan now ): HOIKEH IF YOU'RE READING THIS WHY NEVER BRING ME ALONG! ): You lucky got all the nice stuff there. But it's hard to buy shoes there cos a lot of nice ones are all very high heels, feet killers O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Yay I feel so... bouncy. Christmas Merry, everyone! =D (it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 12 already)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-1289449873532481645?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/1289449873532481645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=1289449873532481645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/1289449873532481645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/1289449873532481645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/12/vampire-bites-and-xmas-outings.html' title='vampire bites and xmas outings!'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-7680806687061819196</id><published>2008-12-23T19:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T19:51:52.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the eve of the eve of christmas;</title><content type='html'>Yes, it's almost Christmas and therefore, school is about to start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the good and the bad, as usual. Which includes unfinished homework, seeing friends again, meeting new classmates, homecoming crap and of course, CCA exhibition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next few days (or rather, two weeks to the performance), I'll pretty much have my hands continuously... touching my rifle and suffering the bruises and any other injuries that I'll be collecting, giving Jia Hui the death-glare for once more attempting to kill me with the rifle, and laughing so much at the nonsense that my squadmates come up with that I almost start to roll on the floor. Striving to attain that point where our coordination is deemed to be able to meet the set standards so that we can have our squad outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, to fancy teammates,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-insert word of encouragement here-! (because jiayou is so cliche and I'm getting annoyed by it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.Q: Like someone?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Yeah 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;2.Q: Who is that someone?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Many people, including nathoitristshirlyn, squadmates, 2Fers etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;3.Q: Kissed someone on your top friends?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Yeah. Trist, on thecheek 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;4.Q: Been arrested?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;5.Q: Been searched?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Bodysearch, no. Bag search, yes, during LC, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;6.Q: Been suspended from school?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;No. I'm a good person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;7.Q: Sat on a roof top?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Technically, it is a rooftop. But it's the kind that is considered another level, like rooftop gardens kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;8.Q: Broken a bone?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Nope.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;9.Q: Have shaved your head?&lt;/div&gt; I wish. But I'm a girl so people would just give me weird looks for being bald.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div&gt;10.Q: Played a prank on someone?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Definitely. Plenty of times :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;11.Q: Shot a gun?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes. Not a water gun. A real one. The kind that can kill people :BBBBB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;12.Q: Donated Blood?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;No. I don't meet the requirements anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(LAST PERSON YOU)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;1. You hung out with?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Jia Hui, Amanda, Zong Long and Ming Han. Mark had disappeared already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;2 . Last person that you texted?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Tristal, but apparently the msg didn't get sent, so it'd be Edric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;3. You were in a car last with?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Mum and sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;4. Went to the movies with?&lt;/div&gt; People who watched Quantum of Solace during class chalet.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div&gt;5. Went to the mall with?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Uh. Mum and sis. For dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;6. Person that called you?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Father.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;7. You messaged on myspace?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Don't have myspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;8. You talked to?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;9. You miss?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Everyone I haven't seen in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(WOULD YOU?)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;1. Eat or drink ?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Drink. Unless whatever I'm eating is juicy and can quench my thirst too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;2. Be serious or be funny?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Funny.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;3. Drink whole milk or skimmed milk?&lt;/div&gt; I don't like milk unless it's soya bean milk so I've no idea what's the difference in taste between whole and skimmed milk.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div&gt;4. Die in a fire or die getting shot?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Shot. But it'd have to be in the heart, or somewhere that would give me an instant death. I don't want a slow, torturous death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;5. Go to the bar or to the beach?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Beach. I can't go to bars legally anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ANSWER TRUTHFULLY)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;1. Sun or moon?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Moon.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;2. Winter or fall?&lt;/div&gt; Fall.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div&gt;3. Left or right?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;4. Black and white or coloured?&lt;/div&gt; Depends.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div&gt;5 Where do you live?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Marine Parade area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;6 Do you wanna get married?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Kind of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;7 What is on your mind?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Where is my dinnerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;8 Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it ?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Twirl. twirlywirlymirly 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(IN THE LAST WEEK HAVE YOU)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;1 Kissed someone?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;No.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;2 Been hugged by someone?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;No.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;3 Been poked by someone?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Yes. 'Cos I poked first =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiz from Trist's blog.&lt;br /&gt;The main purpose of doing this quiz was to answer the 'have you shot a gun' question 8D To make people jealous that I shot a gun legally in Singapore, where it is illegal to buy guns :B Even though I was damn nervous and my hands were trembling cos I was scared that I'd accidentally cause the gun to backfire or something and I'd shoot someone to death and no matter how many time I told myself to calm down, my body wouldn't relax. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-7680806687061819196?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/7680806687061819196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=7680806687061819196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/7680806687061819196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/7680806687061819196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/12/eve-of-eve-of-christmas.html' title='the eve of the eve of christmas;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-5912802132875297606</id><published>2008-12-19T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T20:14:03.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>epic failure. apparently my keyboard died so im forced to use onscreen, which sucks cos of the abominably slow speed which i take to 'type'. hate onscreen. im resorting to writing with a tablet on msn. gahhhhhhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-5912802132875297606?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/5912802132875297606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=5912802132875297606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/5912802132875297606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/5912802132875297606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/12/epic-failure.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-8326072106354594637</id><published>2008-12-16T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T18:03:21.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Inform me when they have subbed Hitman Reborn 110 please. I've finally watched it until they ran out of English-subbed episodes and will now have to wait for Bleach episodes to be out too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions on what I can do in my free time? Things that can be done at home. Erm. Please don't say homework. And I do know that everytime a holiday rolls around I'll make this appeal on my blog but so far no one has ever responded to my plea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And er, I don't feel like typing out what I did on my Australia trip so just look for me and get my journal about the trip from me if you want to know what happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-8326072106354594637?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/8326072106354594637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=8326072106354594637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8326072106354594637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8326072106354594637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/12/inform-me-when-they-have-subbed-hitman.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-8855793089181791326</id><published>2008-12-11T22:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:16:58.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sydney-hobart-launceston-sydney</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Amaz!ng Austral!a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(yeah it's the Incredible India thing LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEoB8-tYnI/AAAAAAAAAwc/ejjgrLvQ8Xw/s1600-h/P1020211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEoB8-tYnI/AAAAAAAAAwc/ejjgrLvQ8Xw/s320/P1020211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278544252269060722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cadbury factory in Claremont; yes, this giant block is made of real chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEoDnovO-I/AAAAAAAAAw8/feJNOREs-xo/s1600-h/P1020499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEoDnovO-I/AAAAAAAAAw8/feJNOREs-xo/s320/P1020499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278544280899501026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sister and I; picture obviously taken by me cos my sis sucks at this kind of picture taking :D (I forgot where this was taken)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEoDNB3oxI/AAAAAAAAAw0/5KYL7JOYZ1s/s1600-h/P1020441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEoDNB3oxI/AAAAAAAAAw0/5KYL7JOYZ1s/s320/P1020441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278544273757152018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rose garden near Launceston, roses there are really huge! Some are palm-sized!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEoCr8rhhI/AAAAAAAAAws/4MX0euWSroE/s1600-h/P1020375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEoCr8rhhI/AAAAAAAAAws/4MX0euWSroE/s320/P1020375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278544264877016594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Near the Lilydale Falls in Tasmania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEoCfN0snI/AAAAAAAAAwk/HB99qRPkjKk/s1600-h/P1020245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEoCfN0snI/AAAAAAAAAwk/HB99qRPkjKk/s320/P1020245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278544261459260018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rambo the sheep! *coughLambocough* This was in the town of Ross in Tas, lovely place which has this old town feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEvEyM9WCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/4J8cc6M1SIE/s1600-h/P1020392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEvEyM9WCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/4J8cc6M1SIE/s320/P1020392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278551997497038882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEvEiSdVbI/AAAAAAAAAyE/7Y45Hg25DqY/s1600-h/P1020125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEvEiSdVbI/AAAAAAAAAyE/7Y45Hg25DqY/s320/P1020125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278551993225139634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sister's Uni student look :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEvD9fDt4I/AAAAAAAAAx8/ODb3y7WmQlo/s1600-h/P1020193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEvD9fDt4I/AAAAAAAAAx8/ODb3y7WmQlo/s320/P1020193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278551983345874818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In Hobart! Yes I'm taller than my sister LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEvDaVl-pI/AAAAAAAAAx0/Z42ZTgDRn9s/s1600-h/P1020227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEvDaVl-pI/AAAAAAAAAx0/Z42ZTgDRn9s/s320/P1020227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278551973910936210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The day's pickings at Sorell Fruit Farm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEvC4Loq7I/AAAAAAAAAxs/xWBl73iSE3U/s1600-h/P1020204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEvC4Loq7I/AAAAAAAAAxs/xWBl73iSE3U/s320/P1020204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278551964742364082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MOOOOOOOOOOOO cow at Cadbury factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEt6u7PUnI/AAAAAAAAAxc/boEBomJqksk/s1600-h/P1020187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEt6u7PUnI/AAAAAAAAAxc/boEBomJqksk/s320/P1020187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278550725307093618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am the bookhop mwahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEt6Q_TvII/AAAAAAAAAxU/j28ncVUst8I/s1600-h/P1020144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEt6Q_TvII/AAAAAAAAAxU/j28ncVUst8I/s320/P1020144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278550717271096450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some retarded thing at Sydney's Circular Quay, about the dangers of sunburn and skin cancer I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEt533o_nI/AAAAAAAAAxM/i22A3KpQ9QQ/s1600-h/P1020486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEt533o_nI/AAAAAAAAAxM/i22A3KpQ9QQ/s320/P1020486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278550710528048754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Plane from Launceston back to Sydney! Before boarding at Launceston airport. The airport's really small! You walk from the airport directly to the plane like some famous star hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEt5MBTLzI/AAAAAAAAAxE/Yy8QmFwyKjQ/s1600-h/P1020548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEt5MBTLzI/AAAAAAAAAxE/Yy8QmFwyKjQ/s320/P1020548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278550698757402418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Manly Wharf hahaha the wharf so manly. See my hair so messy, the wind was strong and COLD. Wind was like that everywhere in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More detailed post about what happened next time, too tired already! Blogger sucks at uploading pics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-8855793089181791326?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/8855793089181791326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=8855793089181791326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8855793089181791326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8855793089181791326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/12/sydney-hobart-launceston-sydney.html' title='sydney-hobart-launceston-sydney'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SUEoB8-tYnI/AAAAAAAAAwc/ejjgrLvQ8Xw/s72-c/P1020211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-1783598700216135054</id><published>2008-12-02T10:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T11:01:02.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boo, tonight;</title><content type='html'>The only reason I'm online now is cos I'm trying to sync songs into my iPod. Silly thing lost all the songs last night while I charged it on the computer. Good thing I realised it before leaving. Or else I'd be stuck without music there D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back on the night of the 10th! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-1783598700216135054?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/1783598700216135054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=1783598700216135054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/1783598700216135054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/1783598700216135054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/12/boo-tonight.html' title='boo, tonight;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-6330793650119480276</id><published>2008-12-01T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T21:48:56.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tasmania, sydney;</title><content type='html'>Leaving tomorrow night! D: 8.40pm is the scheduled flight departure ohmy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will miss talking to a lot of people! ): And I will miss 4 trainings (pun intended)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting conversation today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-someone said smth about Shing Chun-&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: I only like straight men.&lt;br /&gt;me: Too bad Shing Chun is not straight, he's curly. (In reference to his hair)&lt;br /&gt;-cue for squadmates to laugh like mad idiots-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to Trist now and I think it'll be damn funny and embarassing if we type in the wrong convo. BOOOOOO I passed the 'disease' to you and you passed it back to me hahahahahahaha. Will miss our oh-so-random midnight smses when I'm in Aus, dang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-6330793650119480276?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/6330793650119480276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=6330793650119480276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/6330793650119480276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/6330793650119480276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/12/tasmania-sydney.html' title='tasmania, sydney;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-3243608891069873852</id><published>2008-11-30T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T23:27:33.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Popular is an evil place which refuses to sell my Lit books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means that I can only bring Macbeth to Australia with me. To think that I anticipated reading The Crucible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, suddenly I have an interest in Shakespeare's plays. Yes, that is weird. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-3243608891069873852?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/3243608891069873852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=3243608891069873852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/3243608891069873852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/3243608891069873852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/11/popular-is-evil-place-which-refuses-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-6932885564826718626</id><published>2008-11-30T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T21:15:53.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>empty, hidden posts;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;HIIIIIIIII if you read this means you must be really bored!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And if you see this then you must send me some food now! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-6932885564826718626?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/6932885564826718626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=6932885564826718626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/6932885564826718626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/6932885564826718626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/11/hiiiiiiiii-if-you-read-this-means-you.html' title='empty, hidden posts;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-3162375035545632926</id><published>2008-11-28T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T22:13:52.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in shock;</title><content type='html'>My mum just told me that my cousin got 279 for PSLE. WOW freaky, I thought that my sister's 272 was damn smart already! If my other cousin gets above 270 too I'll feel stupid T_T Imba godly people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all this while I thought that my cousin wasn't a super smart freaky person. OMG scary laaaaaaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-3162375035545632926?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/3162375035545632926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=3162375035545632926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/3162375035545632926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/3162375035545632926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-shock.html' title='in shock;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-8179094691643560228</id><published>2008-11-28T20:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T20:43:05.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fancy drill,</title><content type='html'>means getting your head hit by the rifle; I think I now hold the top position in my fancy team for Greatest Number of Times Hit by A Fancy Rifle. Not counting the ones when I pull back the rifle for jackknife and hit the back of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my head hit 5 times today. Twice by the rifle, the other three by the stupid bawa who likes to whack my head-.- And the rifle ones are dead centre on my forehead, one above the other. I think I'm afflicted with rifle-phobia already. After I leave this fancy team I'm never going near another rifle again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poor head. I think I'm going to become stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Macs with Amanda, Edric, Shaun and Chauchau. Played Truth again and when we ran out of questions, it turned out like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questioner: *So-and-so* not/very *whatever* right, yes. -spin the pointer-&lt;br /&gt;Victim: Huh? -just processes the question in brain- Oh okay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;-next person-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madhouse alert again cos Amanda and I were there together, and when you put these two together the result is extreme laughter. And Ming Han popped up halfway during our chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I just realised that I eat a lot. Okay, I knew that a long time ago, but my eating habits were brought to my attention once more. Today's meals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast (8.15am or so)- waffle.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch (12pm)- KFC Zinger+cheese fries+some pieces from Edric's chicken&lt;br /&gt;Tea break? (4pm or so)- Macs McNugget Happy Meal(I know I probably 吃亏and should have ordered student meal instead but I forgot)&lt;br /&gt;Dinner (7pm)- rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 8.38pm now and I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;hungry again&lt;/span&gt; *gasp*. A quote from Shaun and I think I agree :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~HoYL Shaun says:&lt;br /&gt;you have to spend alot to feed jia-er -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very true, considering that the stuff I like to eat are quite expensive D: But I still think Hong Wen's more pro than I am, everytime lunch with squadmates he'll still be hungry after finishing his own food and someone else's. O_O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-8179094691643560228?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/8179094691643560228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=8179094691643560228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8179094691643560228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8179094691643560228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/11/fancy-drill.html' title='fancy drill,'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-16326571830224809</id><published>2008-11-25T21:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T21:35:42.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn, I wish I lived in the US;</title><content type='html'>Threadless is on sale now! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everything is still very expensive! ): Even without counting the shipping costs. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-16326571830224809?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/16326571830224809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=16326571830224809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/16326571830224809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/16326571830224809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/11/damn-i-wish-i-lived-in-us.html' title='damn, I wish I lived in the US;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-3985843414512482037</id><published>2008-11-22T17:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T17:19:15.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phase two of operation clean up;</title><content type='html'>And the room still looks quite messy! Though my drawers are much neater now (although I'd probably mess it up again soon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seems to be offline today! And I think there is a mosquito terrorising the house, keep getting bites. Rawr if I see it it's going to die by slow torture. Actually not. I'd just kill it at once. Stupid mozzy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-3985843414512482037?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/3985843414512482037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=3985843414512482037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/3985843414512482037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/3985843414512482037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/11/phase-two-of-operation-clean-up.html' title='phase two of operation clean up;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-2043405530120071135</id><published>2008-11-20T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T22:42:05.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amanda is a horrible person who makes me laugh</title><content type='html'>See la Amanda, who ask you start talking to me on MSN, now I can't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Amanda is a ridiculous person who laughs like some siao mental hospital escapee/someone intending to take over the world like the Giraffe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, suddenly remembered more about today. Or rather, Amanda reminded me and sent me into the world of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Next year give daisy, the year after that give tulip, then give sunflower.&lt;br /&gt;ZL: I thought Daisy is a cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch too much cartoon already is it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZL: (to Jia Hui) I know! You like ______ right! ....  transitions lens, braces, hair like monkey like that...&lt;br /&gt;me: What hair like monkey like that! -burst into fits of laughter-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall not say who he was describing. Just that it was damn funny when he said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I got reminded of Mark's retarded Giraffe story. "Imagine him landing on the bullet, he's balancing on it! He fell off the bullet!" etc, even the Sec1 Guides in front of us were commenting that his story was very rubbish, while I was just laughing like crap and Amanda was very amused watching me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then anyway, when I decided to post, I conveniently opened squad blog to see what Jia Hui posted. And burst out laughing at seeing Zong Long's gay "OMG" look! First thing I saw when the page loaded. Why does Jia Hui's posts have to be filled with rubbish at the top O_o That time the post about Xu Ning and Zong Long also had some stupid picture at the top which made me laugh also. And it was the first thing I saw too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-2043405530120071135?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/2043405530120071135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=2043405530120071135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/2043405530120071135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/2043405530120071135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/11/amanda-is-horrible-person-who-makes-me.html' title='amanda is a horrible person who makes me laugh'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-1940858829768301273</id><published>2008-11-20T18:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T18:37:40.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>truth, and the truth once more;</title><content type='html'>Rehearsal today, if only there was no homecoming celebration, then there wouldn't be this rubbish but whatever. Mark was making me laugh like mad during the last time cos of his rubbish stories about the Giraffe having a sinister laughter which sounded like he was going to take over the world. Though we should change it to Cow, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, after lunch at Ghim Moh with Jia Hui, Amanda, Zong Long and Ming Han, we went to SingPost Macs for what Jia Hui termed "squad bonding session", though in the end it was only between Jia Hui, Amanda, Zong Long and I because we played Truth and Ming Han refused to participate and left halfway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very interesting session, because I think we all found out a number of interesting things, haha! And Zong Long is a lousy spinner cos he kept spinning the pen to himself and in the end we ran out of questions to ask him-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zong Long makes retarded comments that sends the rest of us into gales of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pen spins to point at him-&lt;br /&gt;-we look at him, beginning to think of questions for him-&lt;br /&gt;-ZL misinteprets this as us asking him the same question as the one for the rest of us-&lt;br /&gt;ZL: Eh I'm not going to wear spaghetti!&lt;br /&gt;A, JH, me: -start laughing damn loudly, for Amanda and Jia Hui, until they are almost crying-&lt;br /&gt;ZL: o.o&lt;br /&gt;A/JH: Wear hokkien mee!&lt;br /&gt;ZL: I'm not going to wear a grain of rice!&lt;br /&gt;A: Use macaroni! (or something like that)&lt;br /&gt;JH: Porridge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was in reference to spaghetti-strapped tops, LOL. And the rest was just rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there is Amanda's laughter, which is just hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: (to me) Is it garlic or onion that keeps away vampires?&lt;br /&gt;me: Garlic.&lt;br /&gt;A: Oh. HAHAHAHHAHA -starts laughing like mad-&lt;br /&gt;me: -starts laughing too- Imagine using an onion! -pretends to dangle ZL in front- Stay awaaaay!&lt;br /&gt;both of us: -laugh harder-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we laughed so loudly that we disturbed the whole Macs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ming Han just makes rubbish comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MH: Eh here got sell McFlurry or not hah?&lt;br /&gt;me: O_O HERE IS MACS OF COURSE SELL MCFLURRY LA, IT'S THE ONLY PLACE THAT SELLS MCFLURRY.&lt;br /&gt;MH: -talks about seeing others taking away McFlurry and therefore he can buy outside-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, aside from the McFlurry thing I don't think anyone who wasn't present would get the joke. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Jia Hui, I think my current guess is correct. And tell me, you idiot, you said you'll sms me then in the end never say. You Giraffe-lover la, LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-1940858829768301273?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/1940858829768301273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=1940858829768301273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/1940858829768301273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/1940858829768301273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/11/truth-and-truth-once-more.html' title='truth, and the truth once more;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-3803455730527848781</id><published>2008-11-17T00:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T00:20:56.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and this is why I place friends over family;</title><content type='html'>My parents are just totally screwed up in the brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either they have mental problems, or see me as a 3-year-old, stupid kid. Which is still a bit of a mental problem, in my book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I sound very unfilial. And I do think I am right about my parents, but most people probably think they're right anyway so we won't take that into account. But yeah. I think that generally, I do listen to my parents, like if they say I can't go out, I won't sneak out or anything. So I think they're being very unfair. But what I think isn't always right, is it? But then, who can define who is right, and who is wrong, anyway? I think one day I'll end up screaming back at them. Probably someday soon. I think I'm near my breaking point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to the friends who put a smile on my face, or tried to, anyway, whether you knew it or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-3803455730527848781?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/3803455730527848781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=3803455730527848781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/3803455730527848781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/3803455730527848781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-this-is-why-i-place-friends-over.html' title='and this is why I place friends over family;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-7957751863656494844</id><published>2008-11-15T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T16:53:56.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can you legally drink?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I drink water.&lt;br /&gt;Will you be married in the next 2 years?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;What are your least favorite school subjects?&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE and maths, I suck at them mwaha.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a pet?&lt;br /&gt;No. Unless you count that fat poo-shee&lt;br /&gt;What did you do today?&lt;br /&gt;eat cake. breathe. walk about the house.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like potato?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you saw your mom?&lt;br /&gt;last night. cos I didnt look at her when she walked into the room this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in karma?&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Are you a social person?&lt;br /&gt;no. yes. depends. maybe. I don't know. why don't YOU tell me.&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you drank?&lt;br /&gt;lime coke.&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing for your next birthday?&lt;br /&gt;I don't plan it so early. I have to wait for another year minus one day y'know. that's 363 or 364 days.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever sat on a roof?&lt;br /&gt;dont recall having done so.&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;erm. naughty girl by beyonce. it's just going down the list on itunes.&lt;br /&gt;What are you thinking about right now?&lt;br /&gt;the song's damn weird...&lt;br /&gt;Any plans for the weekend?&lt;br /&gt;hopefully going out with hoi and the rest on sun, after art.&lt;br /&gt;What time do you get up in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;12 - 1. unless there's training.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in an ambulance?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer an ocean or pool?&lt;br /&gt;pool. not swimming pool though. natural pool.&lt;br /&gt;What's bothering you now?&lt;br /&gt;the gl-ness of something, feel free to ask me what it is.&lt;br /&gt;Who's page did you visit last?&lt;br /&gt;erm. I think it was my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Are you a 'LOST' fanatic?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals?&lt;br /&gt;definitely. although they keep getting stolen by my sis the self-confessed kleptomaniac.&lt;br /&gt;Earphones or headphones?&lt;br /&gt;earphones.&lt;br /&gt;At this very moment what should you be doing?&lt;br /&gt;erm. packing the rubbish in my room I think. or perhaps practicing for fancy. or doing some training. maybe trying to teach my sister her pattern. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Do you read novels often?&lt;br /&gt;definitely. and I think you'd be horrified by the size of the novels. or else you'd be ecstatically asking to borrow them.&lt;br /&gt;Do you shut off the water while you brush your teeth?&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Are you mad about anything?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. in the 'crazy' sense of the word&lt;br /&gt;Do you sing in the car?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought you liked someone, and then found out that you really didn't like them?&lt;br /&gt;most likely not. im too lazy to think back.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kissed someone that has smoked weed before?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;Do/did you listen to your parents?&lt;br /&gt;when it comes to major stuff, yes. especially if it coincides with my own wishes. sometimes not though. who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wanted someone you thought you couldn't have then found out they liked you?&lt;br /&gt;so far it hasnt happened to me. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any interesting bruises or scars?&lt;br /&gt;hmm. my right knee, perhaps? the bruise on it matches the scar on my left knee LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think your first love affects the way you go on with life?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the song playing now's nicer, atlantis princess by BoA. not like the weird naughty girl song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quiz from tristal, if you are one bored soul then you are asked to take the quiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-7957751863656494844?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/7957751863656494844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=7957751863656494844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/7957751863656494844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/7957751863656494844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/11/can-you-legally-drink-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-4836991207236943824</id><published>2008-11-15T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T00:59:52.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>osama, obama, obawa, ogawa;</title><content type='html'>HIHI I am 14 years and 1 day old LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn 14 on the 14th yay, I think my brain doesn't function properly at midnight hours and I should probably go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, Joey is back from Taiwan mwaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I should go sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-4836991207236943824?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/4836991207236943824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=4836991207236943824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/4836991207236943824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/4836991207236943824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/11/osama-obama-obawa-ogawa.html' title='osama, obama, obawa, ogawa;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-3697883409823223948</id><published>2008-11-14T21:10:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T00:04:13.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3Fangpi (no offense to 3F people oops, this is just for amusement la, go pronounce it);</title><content type='html'>Firstly, VERY VERY VERY &lt;s&gt;BIG&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GARGANTUAN&lt;/span&gt; (that's the best word I can think of, without checking the thesaurus), REALLY REALLY HEARTFELT &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to every single person who made today great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That includes fancy teammates (yes, Jialat, even your 'present' of the sight of you vomiting, get well soon k!), my sister, my parents, every single person who wished me face-to-face/SMSed/called/MSNed/tagged/spammed on my board/emailed/dedicated a blog post or something or somehow wished me! (aside from teammates, Natalie, Tristal, Hoi Ki, Jolene, Jia Yi, Jia Hui, Joey, Dionne, Kaiwen, Chik Him, Xin Min, Weiqi ma'am, Gregory sir, Jolene's senior, my sister's friend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SR2K-VGwDCI/AAAAAAAAAr4/aKWUBcnAxxo/s1600-h/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SR2K-VGwDCI/AAAAAAAAAr4/aKWUBcnAxxo/s320/cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268519942515330082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha fancy team, thanks for your cake and song! Even though the cake was a gay Thomas&amp;amp;Friends thing with some paper-like thing on top. LOL. Never find one with rifle ): Haha. And for that retarded story you fed me about Jia Hui's disappearance. I knew it was definitely fake for certain reasons but well, I just thought that you all didn't know then anyhow make up a story. Hahahaha! Was very surprised when you all took out the cake! Very touching :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SR2K-c3xyTI/AAAAAAAAAsA/rLkvPoQFXvg/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SR2K-c3xyTI/AAAAAAAAAsA/rLkvPoQFXvg/s320/DSC00003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268519944600013106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To my sister too, and her friends, for baking this cake! (Although it looks quite scary, all brown like it's full of super-sweet chocolate, but it doesn't taste that sweet yay) It's like a giant brownie or something! (minus all the gooey chocolate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks for your letter! Get well soon k big smile for you :DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Nat Hoi Trist for the 1hr call at midnight haha! Long time no talk over the phone! Yup and our dinner together and walk to KFC/back to my house hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to Joey too, &lt;s&gt;for wanting to sms me but you're in Taiwan so it's okay! I love you all the same!&lt;/s&gt; for smsing me the moment you got off your plane! You're the last my dear! Haha you must be very honoured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yup, big thanks again to all who wished me! Including some unexpected ones people haha! Yay I love you all! &lt;3 It was a wonderful birthday, lovely day I had (despite the bruises and whatnot from training hahahaha) :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-3697883409823223948?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/3697883409823223948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=3697883409823223948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/3697883409823223948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/3697883409823223948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/11/3fangpi-no-offense-to-3f-people-oops.html' title='3Fangpi (no offense to 3F people oops, this is just for amusement la, go pronounce it);'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SR2K-VGwDCI/AAAAAAAAAr4/aKWUBcnAxxo/s72-c/cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-5351927108256379465</id><published>2008-11-13T16:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:47:44.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the massacre of my room;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRv3tOdmivI/AAAAAAAAArw/OfZzf68NyCE/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRv3tOdmivI/AAAAAAAAArw/OfZzf68NyCE/s320/DSC00025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268076545488358130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally decided to get rid of my notes for EOYs. And now my room floor is in a mess and may prove a fire hazard and I don't know if I should keep my notes for future use or throw them away cos in my opnion, my notes have no forseeable future in which they may prove of good use to me (except burning in some fire, and I don't have much personal need for fires except to cook food).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'll seek my sister's advice later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think the usage of paper in schools is going to result in a disaster for the world; millions of trees have to be cut down for the production of paper and I have a really big stack of school-related papers in the room already. And I'm not even done yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully my room's going to look much better after this. And I can at least use it as an excuse for my sister to clean up her things too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-5351927108256379465?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/5351927108256379465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=5351927108256379465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/5351927108256379465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/5351927108256379465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/11/massacre-of-my-room.html' title='the massacre of my room;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRv3tOdmivI/AAAAAAAAArw/OfZzf68NyCE/s72-c/DSC00025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-3930926449892610367</id><published>2008-11-12T18:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:11:15.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F once more;</title><content type='html'>LOL and my new class is F again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, there's no Lit. It's Bio Chem History. But I have Lit and LA under something called talent development, which I still have no idea what it's about. And I have AEP. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New class, no squadmates, but Aeri and Beng Hwee are going to be in same class again too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are in 3F then, Hi nice to meet you (I hope) and let's be friends, okay? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-3930926449892610367?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/3930926449892610367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=3930926449892610367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/3930926449892610367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/3930926449892610367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/11/f-once-more.html' title='F once more;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-2876641319943785266</id><published>2008-11-12T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:44:12.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the world's newest president;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRqiqh7_scI/AAAAAAAAAro/vae8ZEnxrGc/s1600-h/obawa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 204px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRqiqh7_scI/AAAAAAAAAro/vae8ZEnxrGc/s320/obawa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267701565711430082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEET OBAWA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so much better than Obama; he can act as a transport medium, aside from his presidential duties!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-2876641319943785266?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/2876641319943785266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=2876641319943785266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/2876641319943785266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/2876641319943785266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/11/worlds-newest-president.html' title='the world&apos;s newest president;'/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRqiqh7_scI/AAAAAAAAAro/vae8ZEnxrGc/s72-c/obawa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-6406242137319234175</id><published>2008-11-10T22:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T00:50:54.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am really -goes to look for a cheem word- -okay, thesaurus.com doesn't have a cheem word- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bored&lt;/span&gt;. Yeahyeah I know this line appears in my blog posts every time a school holiday, especially the month-long ones, rolls around, you can even check up my archives. That's if &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; are bored enough to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, today is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Leap-like-a-frog Day&lt;/span&gt;, because I was supposed to do so twice on this happy day. Once during training, the other during tkd lesson. I discovered that I have absolutely no potential as a frog because I cannot leap like one. Yeah, I couldn't hop. Hahaha. Eh this is good okay, means my skin isn't slimy like a frog; on the other hand, perhaps people like &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Ming Han&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Shaun&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Terence Liew&lt;/span&gt;, as well as most of the people in today's tkd lesson have slimy skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time was horrible, I hopped only for what, a quarter of the area we were supposed to cover, and we were supposed to go two rounds. Then I couldn't hop anymore. I know my thigh muscles no power la. Ended up doing 20 pumpings instead, much faster than both hopping and doing 40 sit-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second time was even more horrible, the instructor was like, "I want you to squat down and hop..." and in my head I was like "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;OMG WTH!#%*)@%)@(!%) WHY FROG LEAP AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt;" and I gave her the omg-are-you-serious look hahahha. Then, "Go!" I leapt forward, and collapsed sideways while enthusiastic younger-than-me kids were happily squealing away while hopping to the destination. Picked myself up and continued hopping, what to do la, all the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;10+ years old&lt;/span&gt; kids so happy hopping I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;13-yr-old &lt;/span&gt;stuck there&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; like so paiseh. Amazingly, I wasn't last, it was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;mentally-&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;physically-&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;everything-retarded&lt;/span&gt; 14-yr-old Junwei hahaha. Then another round. O_O This time I was last. Hopping back to start line and I couldn't take it and just stopped there and asked the instructor if I could do the 10 push ups which was the punishment for being last instead of continuing. Hahahaha. I know I'm very loser. In the end she also let me off cos she asked me if I had muscle ache and I was like, ya. And in the next few rounds of things like doing kicks to the marker and back, me, my sister, and that retarded idiot were always last LOL. Like very malu cos we're the oldest in the class (but lowest-ranking &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;[green some more!]&lt;/span&gt; belts) and we were all last, half-dying while the younger people were all cheerfully kicking like nuts as fast as they could so they could avoid the punishment of 10 push ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we found out something amazing today; Junwei is a gay! Okay not amazing, not very true, but whatever. He punches with his pinky sticking out. Not only is that gay, it's a very stupid thing to do. Bawa la he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I found my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Zam-buk&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Orhcheh-B-Gone&lt;/span&gt; cream, or at least, I hope so. I remember I used to be quite amused by Zam-buk when I was young cos it was green. Don't ask me what's so amusing about that, I don't know either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian my birthday is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;in 4 days&lt;/span&gt; I'll turn into some lao wupo. LOL. One less reason to be childish and have fun playing pranks on people la. And I'll have to wait about 2 months (at least) again before I can start calling other people old ahpek/ahma once more. Yes, I like being youthful mwahaha. See my blog posts all so  childish one, you won't believe it's by a 13-year-old! Right? Right? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Please say yes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, if you will treat me to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;chilli crab&lt;/span&gt; I don't mind having my birthday :D Okay I'm joking. But if you're feeling rich this Friday you can consider treating me. Hahahaha. And please no more presents, my house has no more space! Not even a candy bar, I'm the sentimental type who will refuse to eat the candy bar until it rots then I'll have to throw it out. And then I'll think, why didn't I eat it? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;ESPECIALLY NO PLUSH TOYS&lt;/span&gt; my bed is drowning with toys and my clothes closet is full of them too, because they're too cute to throw out. Haha. But everytime I move house we'll say, okay, we must clear out some things, there won't be anymore space! So each time we throw out some stuff. Cos everytime we move it's into a progressively smaller place. The benefits of moving into a smaller house, though. Yes, so please stop buying presents, there really isn't any space! And seeing that I'm a really lazy person who still hasn't cleaned up after the study-for-EOYs period, my room looks like a&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; tornado &lt;/span&gt;(which includes my sister's stuff too) and I won't have space for more things. I'm clearing space for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;books&lt;/span&gt;. The shelves are quite full so I can't buy many books now ): I want &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Novice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; by&lt;/span&gt; Trudi Canavan&lt;/span&gt;. The&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; hardback&lt;/span&gt; version. Yay! Please buy for me, it costs about $17 from Borders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRhjGAh4zUI/AAAAAAAAArg/woxFKPW-seY/s1600-h/the+novice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRhjGAh4zUI/AAAAAAAAArg/woxFKPW-seY/s320/the+novice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267068719082294594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It looks like this yay. Remember that it's hardback. Buy for me k :D Or if you have other interesting books to recommend can buy for me also (: Yes, books and/or a meal is the only thing you can get me for my birthday mwaha! Or you can just give me your &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; awww x3333 w0rxzx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw some disgusting pictures &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;on friendster&lt;/span&gt;. Yuckyuck. Hahaha Joey Jolene Jiayi watch out, next sleepover together I'll force you to see them :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-6406242137319234175?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/6406242137319234175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=6406242137319234175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/6406242137319234175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/6406242137319234175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-really-goes-to-look-for-cheem-word.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRhjGAh4zUI/AAAAAAAAArg/woxFKPW-seY/s72-c/the+novice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-3928989222628870703</id><published>2008-11-10T16:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T16:59:09.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;BAWABAWA is the word of the day;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training again today and I conclude that you should never buy black tape from a brand called "Nachi Tape" from Popular to tape the rifle, because this morning, the base of my rifle was so nicely wrapped and by the end of today's training there were several tears in the tape. Now I have to retape it. Evil tape! D: And I have to use it again to retape because Jia Hui only got hold of this one -.- And I can't don't retape cos there's a giant crack at the base and one big chunk of wood is separated from the main part of the rifle... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that hard work at taping the rifle gone down the drain-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know where to buy Zam-buk please tell me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-3928989222628870703?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/3928989222628870703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=3928989222628870703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/3928989222628870703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/3928989222628870703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/11/bawabawa-is-word-of-day-training-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-2155306083024701054</id><published>2008-11-06T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T23:45:07.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRMQ4PEx4oI/AAAAAAAAArQ/pz7nLpw5KEE/s1600-h/wa+even+more+LOL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRMQ4PEx4oI/AAAAAAAAArQ/pz7nLpw5KEE/s320/wa+even+more+LOL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265570947631538818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Competition for longest pm, mine most ownage hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-2155306083024701054?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/2155306083024701054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=2155306083024701054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/2155306083024701054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/2155306083024701054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/11/competition-for-longest-pm-mine-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRMQ4PEx4oI/AAAAAAAAArQ/pz7nLpw5KEE/s72-c/wa+even+more+LOL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-4613492715902111679</id><published>2008-11-06T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T23:46:14.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRMDeZEtD5I/AAAAAAAAAqg/eWAcwawWG40/s1600-h/mwahahaha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 72px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRMDeZEtD5I/AAAAAAAAAqg/eWAcwawWG40/s320/mwahahaha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265556209987817362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRMDemaVkwI/AAAAAAAAAqo/ONWdvDyyYQ0/s1600-h/mwahahaha2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRMDemaVkwI/AAAAAAAAAqo/ONWdvDyyYQ0/s320/mwahahaha2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265556213568213762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to this,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRMDeifqcLI/AAAAAAAAAqw/De2YfvedVlM/s1600-h/yay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 141px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRMDeifqcLI/AAAAAAAAAqw/De2YfvedVlM/s320/yay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265556212516810930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRMDe4HXLuI/AAAAAAAAAq4/DcdXfjy-qgo/s1600-h/DSC00339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRMDe4HXLuI/AAAAAAAAAq4/DcdXfjy-qgo/s320/DSC00339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265556218320465634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to this (by special request of someone )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRMDzHwJCeI/AAAAAAAAArI/nAH4ukVZ9Qw/s1600-h/LOL%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRMDzHwJCeI/AAAAAAAAArI/nAH4ukVZ9Qw/s320/LOL%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265556566115420642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to this! Haha! (you can tell I got sian of trying to circle the impt stuff)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-4613492715902111679?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/4613492715902111679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=4613492715902111679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/4613492715902111679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/4613492715902111679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/11/from-this-to-this-to-this-to-this-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRMDeZEtD5I/AAAAAAAAAqg/eWAcwawWG40/s72-c/mwahahaha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-540569088895101887</id><published>2008-11-06T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:21:03.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>deception says:&lt;br /&gt;ha! someone pro-er than me!&lt;br /&gt;deception says:&lt;br /&gt;this girl, 16 years old, managed to get lost! ha!&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER ♥ 2F! says:&lt;br /&gt;ok....&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER ♥ 2F! says:&lt;br /&gt;i think you 21 yrs old will get lost&lt;br /&gt;deception says:&lt;br /&gt;watever&lt;br /&gt;deception says:&lt;br /&gt;but i think&lt;br /&gt;deception says:&lt;br /&gt;you will be very wth if i tell you who is that&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER ♥ 2F! says:&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;deception says:&lt;br /&gt;the female protagonist from this manga i'm reading now .__.&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER ♥ 2F! says:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER ♥ 2F! says:&lt;br /&gt;you predicted my reaction&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER ♥ 2F! says:&lt;br /&gt;WTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, post about chalet next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-540569088895101887?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/540569088895101887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=540569088895101887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/540569088895101887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/540569088895101887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/11/deception-says-ha-someone-pro-er-than.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-777877134263080845</id><published>2008-11-06T21:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:16:48.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRL1XdO7zEI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/hGlw4J6It1I/s1600-h/mwahahaha2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRL1XdO7zEI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/hGlw4J6It1I/s320/mwahahaha2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265540697682594882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOL no.2&lt;br /&gt;Is everyone out to air their love to the world? Why French and Italian anyway :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRL7_S8u5lI/AAAAAAAAAqY/cUf_uL2_vHI/s1600-h/yay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 141px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRL7_S8u5lI/AAAAAAAAAqY/cUf_uL2_vHI/s320/yay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265547979186431570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In light of the recent declarations, Joey and I decided to put Jap! Yay ♥&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/JIAER%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/JIAER%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-5.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/JIAER%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/JIAER%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sims 2 is a great way to relieve stress and/or boredom, as I found out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Created a new family and apparently, when neighbours came to visit, Isabelle (the woman in the house) had chemistry with one of the neighbours (Nina, another woman). So I got quite amused and started making them flirt with each other etc, and eventually both had a crush on each other! Then Isabelle had a Want that said "WooHoo with Nina" and I was like WHAAAAT! And since my aim of playing was always to fulfill my Sims' Wants and therefore, I let them WooHoo. LOL. They showed the video thing and it was super funny. Then after that there was the option: Propose&gt;Engagement. So the two women got engaged. Then, Propose&gt;Joined Union. So I guess that now, they're 'married'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Nina is in love with some other guy too, think it's Don Lothario or something. And her sister Dina is engaged to the guy Sim in the house too, who was supposed to marry Isabelle but they had no chemistry unlike the current pairings which is more fun anyway. And I think Dina is romantically linked to several other guys in the neighbourhood too, and she has a failed marriage in her past. (Dina and Nina are pre-made characters with their past already, so I am not responsible for the Caliente sisters' relationships with so many guys. Besides, how was I supposed to know they already had lovers when I never played their household before? I have an aversion to playing pre-made families LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next post about class chalet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-777877134263080845?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/777877134263080845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=777877134263080845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/777877134263080845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/777877134263080845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/11/lol-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SRL1XdO7zEI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/hGlw4J6It1I/s72-c/mwahahaha2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-3172689081984277725</id><published>2008-11-03T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:37:23.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wah! Muscle cramp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class chalet tomorrow :D&lt;br /&gt;I guess it might be better that I'm not staying though, all those freaky things about Aloha Changi -.-&lt;br /&gt;But nighttime is when the fun starts! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-3172689081984277725?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/3172689081984277725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=3172689081984277725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/3172689081984277725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/3172689081984277725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/11/wah-muscle-cramp-class-chalet-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-6162677924691277505</id><published>2008-11-02T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T21:28:39.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQ2pK_7iRfI/AAAAAAAAAqI/rL9wBuoHXg4/s1600-h/mwahahaha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 72px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQ2pK_7iRfI/AAAAAAAAAqI/rL9wBuoHXg4/s320/mwahahaha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264049545890907634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is for the amusement of bored people like me. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to point out something for the unobservant.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had two dinners today. And I was very full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realise I have training on my birthday. LOLLLL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-6162677924691277505?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/6162677924691277505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=6162677924691277505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/6162677924691277505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/6162677924691277505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-for-amusement-of-bored-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQ2pK_7iRfI/AAAAAAAAAqI/rL9wBuoHXg4/s72-c/mwahahaha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-4383356928969415844</id><published>2008-11-01T14:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T14:55:30.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. The person who tagged you this quiz is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOIKI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NATALIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(3 idiots :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2.Relationship with him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends, not gay partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 5 impressions of him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabo-ers.&lt;br /&gt;greatest friends I could ever have.&lt;br /&gt;indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ignore the word "5"-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Most memorable he has ever done to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Most memorable thing he has ever told you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIIIIII. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.If he become yr lover, will you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. they are all attached (shuai boys go jio them now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-smile- (your future, my friends, don't kill me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.If he really became yr lover what must she improve on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of plans to break up with me so that they can find their shuai boy and stop trying to les with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.If he became yr enemy, you will........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Overall impression?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n00bshii3tzxz peoplezxzx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no la, go think of your own adjectives (positive ones only) and come back to tell me k? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.How do you think the people around you think about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know. I can be telepathic at times but I'm not a mind-reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Characteristic in you that you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.The characteristic in you that you hate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no self-control and therefore leading me into a lot of sticky/anger-inducing situations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Most ideal person you wanna be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.For people who love and care for you, say something for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay thanks I lub you all tooxzxz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Pass this quiz to 10 other person. (I don't care if you have a blog or not, mwaha)&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; 1) Joey&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; 2) Jolene&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; 3) Natalie, Hoi Ki, Tristal&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; 4) Shirlyn&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; 5) Jiayi&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; 6) Aeri&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; 7) Dionne&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; 8) Beng Hwee&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; 9) Shaun&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; 10) PJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who is 6 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one. unless she is secretly with Tian Wei and didn't tell me DDDDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If 7 and 10 get together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! Muahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. Actually, no. That'd be kinda gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.What is 2 studying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing, i think. hey it's the holidays why would you want to study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.What kind of band does 8 like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no idea. probably those that include a lot of random screaming so that he can play it in class and disturb everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Does 1 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Will you woo 3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO. they are all preoccupied with finding their loved ones... if you are a hot guy go jio them LAWLZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.How about 7?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. she loves her Ching Ee and not her old table darling D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Is 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think so.... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What is 5's surname?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIAT! remember the KIAT神 KIAT鬼 thing on the board at the back of the classroom last year LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What is 10's hobby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminding everyone that he is gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, slacking off his class chair duties. and doing gay stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Does 5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they don't exactly talk to each other. just, passing acquaintances I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Where is 2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vj. or going to anyway ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Say something about 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gay boyflen who goes OMG at everything with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Where does 9 live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opposite Simei MRT. why, want stalk him is it LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What color does 4 like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap, i don't remember. I get the impression that it's white, somehow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Are 5 and 1 good friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.What is 6 doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no idea. doing something online? missing fornax D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay it's very obvious I was bored and trying to get back at the three gay idiots for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;conveniently&lt;/span&gt; placing my name at the "3" and therefore having great entertainment answering the question. Well, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, though, if you are a hot guy go after them thanks, then we can have more fun. They might even thank you for spicing up their love life by *gasp* kissing you. Okay no I don't think they would. HAHAHA oh dear I'm spinning fantasies again, aren't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I foresee great numbers of Sabo Jia-Er sessions in the near future. DDDDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-runs to hide from them-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-4383356928969415844?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/4383356928969415844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=4383356928969415844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/4383356928969415844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/4383356928969415844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/11/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-7221414362635112508</id><published>2008-10-31T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T20:22:00.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Idiots. All idiots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-7221414362635112508?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/7221414362635112508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=7221414362635112508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/7221414362635112508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/7221414362635112508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/10/idiots.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-4477637696548527345</id><published>2008-10-30T21:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T00:20:30.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span family="courier new"&gt;I suppose it hasn't really come crashing down;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our one broad path has split into 36 different sections; some paths may run parallel, others just go in a completely different direction. Yet we all hope that one day, in all the twists and turns ahead, our paths may come together again, back onto our familiar road, overflowing with all the warmth and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQm3v4mwS8I/AAAAAAAAAnw/t1Wxur2Bmvs/s1600-h/fornax%E2%99%A5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQm3v4mwS8I/AAAAAAAAAnw/t1Wxur2Bmvs/s320/fornax%E2%99%A5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262939672835804098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I don't feel any different. It seems that it hasn't dawned on me yet, that we wouldn't be together anymore, that our classes together have ended. All that noise and cursing of teachers, all those times you could all but see everyone radiating displeasure as Mr Ng lectured us AGAIN for not keeping the classroom clean, as he questioned where our morals were while we were forced to stand (those of us in the middle row barely having any space to stand properly). All those times we happily yelled at the top of our lungs and hoping that 陈老师 wouldn't come for class again, that we passed correction tape around the class to trap the teachers. The times when the guys tried to lock each other out, the foremost victim being Yi Qi, and sometimes Tian Wei, while the the rest of us watched from the comfort of our seats. Who can forget the class rumours? Yi Qi and Jolene, Clement and Jia Yi, Tian Wei and Michelle/Aeri, Teng Da/Chik Him/Kee Jin and Kai Yun? Or just plain disturbing people by calling them: 飞黄 goddess of the transparent underwear (Teng Da), Za-KOOM Zhao Jie, Kai Him/Chik Yun (Kai Yun or Chik Him), Chik Her (Chik Him), 天下第一Wei (Tian Wei), Low Tian Cha (Tian Wei), Tan Bee Lay/陈美丽/陈美Cha (Dionne), Tan Hui Yi (Jolene), Du Qi (Yi Qi), LUHENG (Clement). And if you look to the source of the names, you will realise most come from my crazy table partner and Tian Wei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQm_UcZ8h-I/AAAAAAAAAn4/qDPTsT28YxI/s1600-h/P1010650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQm_UcZ8h-I/AAAAAAAAAn4/qDPTsT28YxI/s320/P1010650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262947997502441442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ta daa! My table partner. He may not look it, but he is a very very noisy person and I'll miss sitting beside him! Okay, maybe he does look noisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other interesting pictures for you to stare at while I await the avalanche of pictures from others. To my 'victims', please look on with humour and don't torture me after. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnBpSDnYzI/AAAAAAAAAoA/ShllN9k6xH0/s1600-h/P1010555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnBpSDnYzI/AAAAAAAAAoA/ShllN9k6xH0/s320/P1010555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262950554524934962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Table partner, at the start of the year. Dionne!&lt;3 onblur="try href="&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnBpkrN7AI/AAAAAAAAAoI/SPPORYoEUsY/s320/P1010562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262950559522876418" border="0" /&gt;Aeri! Remember that horrible time we waited for 155 for 43mins? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnBqNw04NI/AAAAAAAAAoY/9SoJjgRKWD4/s1600-h/P1010583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnBqNw04NI/AAAAAAAAAoY/9SoJjgRKWD4/s320/P1010583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262950570552254674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our *ahem* wonderful form teacher :D Mr &lt;s&gt;Jelly&lt;/s&gt; Jeffrey Ng! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnBp6fU_fI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/LQjJC5IB8R8/s1600-h/P1010565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnBp6fU_fI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/LQjJC5IB8R8/s320/P1010565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262950565378588146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;陈老师！“快点还钱！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnBqeA0EzI/AAAAAAAAAog/X8jYRd6hxoo/s1600-h/P1010588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnBqeA0EzI/AAAAAAAAAog/X8jYRd6hxoo/s320/P1010588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262950574914278194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The guys winning 3rd for interclass soccer; trophy presentation! You made the class proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnEUfK8n2I/AAAAAAAAAoo/DJbVjtmMKe0/s1600-h/P1010569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnEUfK8n2I/AAAAAAAAAoo/DJbVjtmMKe0/s320/P1010569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262953495802978146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PJ: I know you just took my photo, very shuai right?&lt;br /&gt;Jolene: Wah the picture damn nice eh!&lt;br /&gt;Joey: OMG picture so shuai I'm going to faint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnEU2Pi8lI/AAAAAAAAAo4/dYQbe8RdBuI/s1600-h/P1010597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnEU2Pi8lI/AAAAAAAAAo4/dYQbe8RdBuI/s320/P1010597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262953501996282450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The "upskirt" staircase; stand on the ground floor, look up and you can see everything. Wonder who was the pervert architect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnEVQx0lWI/AAAAAAAAApA/1nAUWz-C3Zc/s1600-h/P1010598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnEVQx0lWI/AAAAAAAAApA/1nAUWz-C3Zc/s320/P1010598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262953509119366498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1F/2F classrooms! &lt;3 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnEUssEhKI/AAAAAAAAAow/cZ6ZAIw189k/s1600-h/P1010596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnEUssEhKI/AAAAAAAAAow/cZ6ZAIw189k/s320/P1010596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262953499431568546" border="0" /&gt;Jiayi's sexy face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaand, the happy couples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnEVos_ieI/AAAAAAAAApI/rVnAsnQ1J54/s1600-h/P1010627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnEVos_ieI/AAAAAAAAApI/rVnAsnQ1J54/s320/P1010627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262953515541563874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yi Qi and Kee Jin.&lt;br /&gt;Yi Qi: See my Kee Jin and me so seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnIWkoI0TI/AAAAAAAAApQ/jR4TdEPQsqY/s1600-h/P1010582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnIWkoI0TI/AAAAAAAAApQ/jR4TdEPQsqY/s320/P1010582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262957929673838898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jolene sees them and starts to emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnIW5slLNI/AAAAAAAAApY/WiWku_rNrXU/s1600-h/P1010624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnIW5slLNI/AAAAAAAAApY/WiWku_rNrXU/s320/P1010624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262957935329619154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yi Qi: This is my laopo, I love her more than Kee Jin.&lt;br /&gt;Jolene: NOOOOO DON'T TAKE PICTURE I'M SHY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnIXOzHCWI/AAAAAAAAApg/oOFd4reGKYU/s1600-h/P1010632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnIXOzHCWI/AAAAAAAAApg/oOFd4reGKYU/s320/P1010632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262957940994148706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clement and Chik so close...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnIYctQSqI/AAAAAAAAApw/k41b3BmwTe4/s1600-h/P1010643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnIYctQSqI/AAAAAAAAApw/k41b3BmwTe4/s320/P1010643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262957961907554978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jiayi very 烦恼 over how to stop her Clement's love affair with Chik. Clement looks on and smiles guiltily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnIXVOEu8I/AAAAAAAAApo/8m2ZJHDzIhI/s1600-h/P1010646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnIXVOEu8I/AAAAAAAAApo/8m2ZJHDzIhI/s320/P1010646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262957942717856706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, they solved the problem and are now smiling happily as husband and wife again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnLXnRxl5I/AAAAAAAAAqA/OpPI26cilqA/s1600-h/P1010636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnLXnRxl5I/AAAAAAAAAqA/OpPI26cilqA/s320/P1010636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262961246100101010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Staring into the girls' toilet O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnLXH9pKuI/AAAAAAAAAp4/gdSHhhLML40/s1600-h/P1010640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQnLXH9pKuI/AAAAAAAAAp4/gdSHhhLML40/s320/P1010640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262961237694163682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yi Qi playing soccer in the girls' toilet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, left school to go ECP at like, 2+? I think it was quite cool on the train cos it was supposed to be empty but the class took over this section of it and it became crowded. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cycling was actually very fun, but at the same time, the most miserable cycle of my life haha. Joey understands how I feel too. Ohman we're never going to ever do that again, it was a really bad experience LOL. And for once I actually went further than the Sailing Association or whatever place-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After returning the bikes, waited for a while for the guys to finally finish their soccer and we were yelling at PJ over the phone to get him to get the guys to stop, then we went to Macs to eat. Played the 给我 tempo, Ready go! 请你跟我这样做! game and changed the names to Burger/Fries/McFlurry/Curry sauce/Milo as well as other versions. Then when we went Wooh! Burger everyone turned to stare at us. Oops. Then it was super funny cos I kept getting stuck and the rest were like, don't call Burger anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent a super long time there and it was like, 8+ by the time we left. I think the beach looks very romantic at night haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally reached home at 9. And I still don't feel any different. It'll strike home in a few days though. ): 2F'08!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/onblur="try&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-4477637696548527345?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/4477637696548527345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=4477637696548527345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/4477637696548527345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/4477637696548527345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-suppose-it-hasnt-really-come-crashing.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SQm3v4mwS8I/AAAAAAAAAnw/t1Wxur2Bmvs/s72-c/fornax%E2%99%A5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-8882759166942325811</id><published>2008-10-28T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T20:58:39.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay I'm now part of the fancy drill team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this commitment means I have to give up the time to go out with friends etc. Well, it's a sacrifice I have to make; take what you want and pay for it. Furthermore, if I get into triple science and/or SMP and/or AEP, I'll really have no time anymore oops. I'll turn into a no-lifer! Haha okay I don't think it'll get that bad, but thankfully I'm not trying to apply to BSP either. That would be horrific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Maths Trail was quite stupid actually, in the end I just stood at one side and waited for the rest to provide the answers since my answers were wrong anyway. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am amazed that I could actually stuff so much things inside the locker without knowing, and that was only half the locker; the other half is Jiayi's stuff. I shudder to think of how much I would have to carry home if the entire locker was full of MY stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day tomorrow, really really sad cos it's the last time we're together as a class, with Joey and Jolene! I feel like hugging everyone in class tomorrow! Okay, maybe I won't. Maybe I will. 看我心情怎样; I think a lot of people in class have heard me use this a lot hahaha! But really la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-8882759166942325811?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/8882759166942325811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=8882759166942325811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8882759166942325811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8882759166942325811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/10/yay-im-now-part-of-fancy-drill-team.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-2566054431957211607</id><published>2008-10-27T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T23:12:19.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think it is quite disappointing if you were online from about 10.30pm today until about now and you didn't catch the exciting story I was cooking up on my MSN pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-entertainment okay! I think if you saw snatches of the story you'd be like, WTH is wrong with her or something like that. Personally, I found it amusing, especially since it was a two-person dialogue and 'they' were my split personality or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I forgot the starting. I do remember parts of the story though it went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-something happened-&lt;br /&gt;Both people went to the carpark to see Batman killing baddies.&lt;br /&gt;Both got shot by Batman.&lt;br /&gt;They went to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;They had no money to pay for passes to get past the gate to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;They were sent to hell.&lt;br /&gt;They were supposed to walk a really long distance but one person produced a hidden bike.&lt;br /&gt;They rode a bike and fell further down into a strange chamber.&lt;br /&gt;They tried to escape with a plane but they didn't have a plane with them.&lt;br /&gt;They got burnt to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this sounds damn sian but it was definitely more jingcai in dialogue okay! You can wait for Season 2 also, tell me if you want to know when I'm writing Season 2 so that you can read it. Season 2 will come out soon cos I will undoubtedly have many many days of boredom, probably have Season 50+ also. Wait and see lor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-2566054431957211607?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/2566054431957211607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=2566054431957211607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/2566054431957211607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/2566054431957211607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-think-it-is-quite-disappointing-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-6194560795561330891</id><published>2008-10-27T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:30:37.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DOES SCHOOL HAVE TO END?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dread the holidays cos aside from not being able to see the class anymore, I'll basically have nothing to do. And I don't think my parents are willing to let me go out so I will just wake up everyday and stone at something before night falls and I get to go to sleep, sad life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conflicting emotions ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the by, I think my sister's a really idiotic person, she never fails to annoy me every single day. Or maybe that's just a normal reaction when you put two teenage girls together; we just rub each other the wrong way, she's like the bane of my existence or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-6194560795561330891?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/6194560795561330891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=6194560795561330891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/6194560795561330891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/6194560795561330891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-why-does-school-have-to-end-i-dread.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-8274678221829392226</id><published>2008-10-26T20:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T21:44:40.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks all who have advised me one way or another about my subject combi. I've chosen it and I will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; try to change it again, regardless of my results or anything. I've had enough of going crazy trying to choose and wondering whether I'll choose right or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really hope taking IP's a wise choice, I don't want to regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what I chose for my subject combi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Triple science + Lit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bio + Chem + History + Lit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Physics + Chem + History + Lit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Yes, I know everything has Lit in it, so please put Lit in one of your subject combi choices so that they have enough people to start a class! I don't want to get dumped into some weird weird class cos no one wants Lit! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOOSE LIT CHOOSE LIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, to all who are sad because our final days as a class draws nearer, don't be so melancholic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, if you have wonderful friends, even if you don't talk to each other for a very long time, if you don't meet, if you don't even think about them all the time, the moment you see each other again, you'll hug. You'll embrace. You'll start to talk, and even if it's just a short exchange, you'll still find the warmth and love in those words. You'll promise that one day you'll meet to see each other again. And really, you will. Even if it's an unplanned meeting, completely unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how do I know so much? Look to my primary school friends and you have the proof. We don't meet every single day, don't talk, don't think of each other every single moment, but everytime we see each other, we embrace, and catch up on the events since our last meeting. We have as much fun as if we were still in the same school, seeing each other in class everyday. These are true friends; hey, they were all my friends since P1 or younger! In between, there were years we didn't talk or even considered ourselves close friends but we finally got together in P6, and our friendship is still going strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't worry, Joey, Jolene, I am confident that we will still be friends for a long time yet! Go, and don't look back and regret, think, why did I choose to go there in the first place. We're all supporting you guys k! I know that we won't forget each other, that occasionally we'll still chat and meet up. Love you guys! Cheer up already k! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-8274678221829392226?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/8274678221829392226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=8274678221829392226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8274678221829392226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8274678221829392226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/10/thanks-all-who-have-advised-me-one-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-2712580324723705763</id><published>2008-10-25T15:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T15:49:49.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like fancy drill! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I have chosen to take IP. Please don't make me regret the decision! D: I've already marked down on the form that I will take IP so that I won't try to change my mind again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, a new problem arise: What should I put for 2nd and 3rd choice?&lt;br /&gt; I'm so indecisive LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Triple science + History&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bio + Chem + History + Lit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Physics + Chem + History + Lit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Tell me what you think I should put, okay? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-2712580324723705763?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/2712580324723705763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=2712580324723705763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/2712580324723705763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/2712580324723705763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-like-fancy-drill-ddd-and-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-8258655789265195064</id><published>2008-10-23T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:05:32.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 days left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days, everyone's emotions are going crazy, tear ducts are screwing up and tissue papers are growing in demand. What to do? Cultivate more tissue to make more tissue paper la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think as the last day approaches, my brain screws up more and more so that I'm talking a lot of nonsense now. Such as today, during the streaming briefings. Now that I think back, it's pretty sad cause next year when we've all changed classes, I won't hear this kind of rubbish from the guys anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collaborating with Keejin to count the number of times Tianwei leans over to talk to Michelle;&lt;br /&gt;Obeserving Tianwei's change of target from Michelle to Shirlyn; Saboing the guys one by one with the rest by calling out their names when some random person goes up to the front to answer questions; Listening to Yiqi's really sick but extremely retarded "homecoming cheer" (which is supposed to be for going back to Tanjong Rhu); Throwing stuff at Tianwei and watching Yiqi stuff his hand down the back of Tianwei's pants and probably molesting his butt; Watching Tianwei touching his butt repeatedly to check if there was anymore stuff in his pants (it's not my fault that I keep seeing this happen, who ask him decide to sit in front of me); Watching Yiqi molest Chikhim, Keejin, Tianwei, Clement; Trying to shove pieces of paper under Tianwei (yes, Tianwei's a really really good victim, his reactions are very very hilarious); Acting innocent when Tianwei turns around and glares around, trying to find his torturer and exclaim "walau, stop it la!"; Collaborating with Jia Hui to think up ideas to sabo all the guys around us; Feeling amazed and disgusted when we realise they are having 'bonding sessions' by pulling up each other's shirts to check each other's underwear before declaring the colour of it; and so much more retarded gay stuff they always do, even in the presence of girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I'm going to miss sitting at the back with Jia Hui and listening to the guys talk rubbish. And they are a great source of entertainment when we are forced to sit through some boring talk which is great for putting everyone to sleep. Even if you just watch without talking to them, it can get really funny la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I just realised today is like probably the last time we're attending a talk together as a class, and the last memory I have of sitting at the back rows with Jia Hui and the guys is saboing Tianwei and listening to Yiqi's horrible cheer! What kind of memory is that lol. Why is it that I have weird last memories of certain things, such as last lab lesson with Joey was acting out nonsensical bf/gf thing and reliving the 'correct' way to wear a jacket from last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after school, we stayed until 3+ even though we were released at like, 1.30, cos people started crying then we started doing crazy stuff to cheer them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started trying to piggyback each other; I conclude that Jia Hui is a good person to be carried by, very stable and easy to hang on; Aeri is also great for hanging on but when she starts running with you on her back you'll get the impression you're riding a horse (even though I've never ridden one before); Jiayi is terrible for hanging on because her hips are too narrow and your legs will just start to slide off; Dionne is okay, not too great but not horrible either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm then we tried to carry people on our hands, like the two people form a square with their hands then someone sit on the hands thing. Jia Hui and I are good at this kind of thing okay! As long our leg can straighten and you're not too heavy anyway; too heavy also can't carry for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, then we tried carrying what we called the "emperor" style; someone holds you under your arms, your legs are carried and if got spare people they will support your torso too, if not, it'll just sag downwards la. Did it to Joey at first, then they also carried me and then tried to carry me and dump me on the classroom desks but tables were too small. Jiayi wanted to be carried too, but when Aeri tried to support her arms, she started shrieking because it was ticklish so we gave up on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they tried some extreme makeover on me and tried to make me look paikia LOL! From the normal, school-rules-abiding uniform I wear, they made me fold my skirt, tuck out most of my shirt, fold my socks until you couldn't see it anymore, and attempted to adjust my hair before I gave them the suggestion that they should just sweep my fringe the other way. And tada! Totally different look. They still say I have the potential to look like a paikia-.- Then they called the guys still in the class and they were giving me the O_O face cos I think I look retarded hahahaha. Then saw Kent and Zi Quan downstairs and they saw me and were giving me the why-the-hell-do-i-have-such-a-crazy-senior look. Yup. Aiya pictures another time, apparently Aeri, Dionne and Joey kept trying to take picture of me like paparazzi O_o And they all never send me "Before" and "After" pics. So too bad, happy waiting for the pictures, I may forget to post them actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): I will miss the retarded acts this certain group of friends do okay! Must have more class chalets next time so that we can do even more retarded stuff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-8258655789265195064?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/8258655789265195064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=8258655789265195064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8258655789265195064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8258655789265195064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/10/3-days-left.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-2479895132428005650</id><published>2008-10-22T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:14:05.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, no more crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one sentence from my dad drops me to the bottom of the emo well. Thanks la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-2479895132428005650?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/2479895132428005650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=2479895132428005650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/2479895132428005650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/2479895132428005650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/10/okay-no-more-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-1292064755866897194</id><published>2008-10-22T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:11:33.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>See la talk too much crap for too long, my brain running out of crap juice, I'm spiralling into emo mood D: Booooooooooooooooooooooooooo. Radley. Sorry, lame joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG someone save me give me crap brain juice because if I don't emo I'm going to ramble nonsense. So save me if you want to save your own MSN skin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-1292064755866897194?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/1292064755866897194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=1292064755866897194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/1292064755866897194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/1292064755866897194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/10/see-la-talk-too-much-crap-for-too-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-5146167008022123796</id><published>2008-10-22T21:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:06:16.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To the people out there who are crying, don't cry anymore k! You can come talk to me and I can talk some nonsense to cheer you up. Don't know if it works though. But you can try. Hmm, unless you think you won't see me anymore then you get even more sad that you won't hear me talk this kind of crap anymore. Never mind k! There's still the great invention called MSN through which I can talk to you. Or handphone SMS. Or phone call la alamak the world so technologically advanced that I can practically call you from the bottom of the sea. I use telepathy you sure will answer don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;This is when I'm in major talk-nonsense mood&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my DP is that retarded standard skateboarding thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;this is me skateboarding&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;so seh right&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;everyone have me pic&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;*my&lt;br /&gt;AndItsFornax'08     Mojo-JOLENE says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;AndItsFornax'08     Mojo-JOLENE says:&lt;br /&gt;jiaer the skating boarding seh kia.&lt;br /&gt;AndItsFornax'08     Mojo-JOLENE says:&lt;br /&gt;wooh.&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;your ass la skating boarding LOL&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;is skateboarding :D&lt;br /&gt;AndItsFornax'08     Mojo-JOLENE says:&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;AndItsFornax'08     Mojo-JOLENE says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;AndItsFornax'08     Mojo-JOLENE says:&lt;br /&gt;wtv.&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;see layou angry with me alr&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;i want break up D:&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;AndItsFornax'08     Mojo-JOLENE says:&lt;br /&gt;noooo.&lt;br /&gt;AndItsFornax'08     Mojo-JOLENE says:&lt;br /&gt;ily&lt;br /&gt;AndItsFornax'08     Mojo-JOLENE says:&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;my boyflen ill treat me&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;i go find my girlflen&lt;br /&gt;AndItsFornax'08     Mojo-JOLENE says:&lt;br /&gt;DDDD:&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;hmph&lt;br /&gt;AndItsFornax'08     Mojo-JOLENE says:&lt;br /&gt;-cries-&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;evil byflen&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;*boyflen&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;see la who ask you emo&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;you emo then you drink beer then you come back ill treat me D:&lt;br /&gt;AndItsFornax'08     Mojo-JOLENE says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolene is such an evil boyflen D: See la I go find my girlflen Joey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;i will eat you&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;soon&lt;br /&gt;AndItsFornax'08     Mojo-JOEY           (♡s KAT-TUN!)     says:&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;do you think you taste better with salt or pepper?&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;chilli sauce?&lt;br /&gt;AndItsFornax'08     Mojo-JOEY           (♡s KAT-TUN!)     says:&lt;br /&gt;ketchup&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;AndItsFornax'08     Mojo-JOEY           (♡s KAT-TUN!)     says:&lt;br /&gt;tabasco! XD&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;bring ketchup with you then&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;then it'll be convenient for me&lt;br /&gt;AndItsFornax'08     Mojo-JOEY           (♡s KAT-TUN!)     says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;AndItsFornax'08     Mojo-JOEY           (♡s KAT-TUN!)     says:&lt;br /&gt;but v hot leh&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;nvmm laaaaa :D&lt;br /&gt;AndItsFornax'08     Mojo-JOEY           (♡s KAT-TUN!)     says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;hot then hot&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;i put ice cube neutralise the heat&lt;br /&gt;AndItsFornax'08     Mojo-JOEY           (♡s KAT-TUN!)     says:&lt;br /&gt;spicy *&lt;br /&gt;AndItsFornax'08     Mojo-JOEY           (♡s KAT-TUN!)     says:&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;aiya&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;uh&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;put...&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;more chilli?&lt;br /&gt;AndItsFornax'08     Mojo-JOEY           (♡s KAT-TUN!)     says:&lt;br /&gt;o_o&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;let the over-spiciness cancel itself out :D&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;you know have like&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;stuff that's so cold that it burns?&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;AndItsFornax'08     Mojo-JOEY           (♡s KAT-TUN!)     says:&lt;br /&gt;OH&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;same principle :D&lt;br /&gt;AndItsFornax'08     Mojo-JOEY           (♡s KAT-TUN!)     says:&lt;br /&gt;i see~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;you are girlfriendlurbbeeuu&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;not girlflen&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;     ♥    Trist. says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;you want me spam you&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;or talk rubbish&lt;br /&gt;     ♥    Trist. says:&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;     ♥    Trist. says:&lt;br /&gt;both&lt;br /&gt;     ♥    Trist. says:&lt;br /&gt;i guess&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;let me think of something&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;HMMM&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;HAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;HOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;HEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;HUMBUG&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;you are a bug&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;no wait&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;cannot&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;you are a bug squasher&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;right&lt;br /&gt;     ♥    Trist. says:&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;eh walau reply leh otherwise not fun one&lt;br /&gt;     ♥    Trist. says:&lt;br /&gt;i dun dare lo&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;damn&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;always thought you were a bug squasher&lt;br /&gt;     ♥    Trist. says:&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;don't you squash pushi&lt;br /&gt;     ♥    Trist. says:&lt;br /&gt;am not!&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;i KNOW you ALWAYS squash pushi&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;therefore&lt;br /&gt;     ♥    Trist. says:&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;you are a bug squasher&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;SEE!&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;bug squasher&lt;br /&gt;     ♥    Trist. says:&lt;br /&gt;pushi's a bug o.o?&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;my girlfriendlurbbeeuu is a bug squasher&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;     ♥    Trist. says:&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOL&lt;br /&gt;     ♥    Trist. says:&lt;br /&gt;pushi is a bug&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;walau&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;squash her also never squash until she die&lt;br /&gt;     ♥    Trist. says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;you lousy la&lt;br /&gt;     ♥    Trist. says:&lt;br /&gt;she still singing lonely song uhhs&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;dont know how to squash properly&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;she's yelling "i'm a squashy washy wooshy pushi bug! i love squashy pushi mooshies!"&lt;br /&gt;     ♥    Trist. says:&lt;br /&gt;mooshies&lt;br /&gt;     ♥    Trist. says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;omg im such a fantastic rhymer&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;see everything end with "shee" sound&lt;br /&gt;JIA-ER says:&lt;br /&gt;almost everything&lt;br /&gt;     ♥    Trist. says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL! yea D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-5146167008022123796?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/5146167008022123796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=5146167008022123796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/5146167008022123796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/5146167008022123796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-dp-is-that-retarded-standard.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-4379928439484445910</id><published>2008-10-22T17:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T18:13:23.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Four more days D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interclass finals today. Sitting in the grand stand under the glaring sun which hung in a cloudless sky so there was no relief from the sun's wrath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to 2F boys for 3rd in soccer! And 2F girls for getting into second round anyway! Unlike last year where both teams were kicked in the first round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had to watch 2A and 2B's soccer match too, which was definitely much better than ours cos the goals were not scored only because the goalkeeper's too good, not because they kick wrongly and the ball flies to some random corner of the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey and Jiayi decided to attack me and drew on my shoes, untied my shoelaces and tried to pull out my shoelaces. Xu Ning was being such a 'nice' person and instead of helping me, helped them instead by trying to pull out my shoelace too. Idiots. After their multiple attempts to make me look like a madwoman on the run, they gave up and we started naming slogans of brands. And laughing over some stupid advertisement songs. Like Horlicks and their "hohoho, yeah!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey and I continued our rubbish by going woah at everything we saw after school, like Jolene "the great Tan Hui Yi", and other really weird things like advertisement boards. And we shared an umbrella and made everyone jealous and prove to everyone that umbrellas are important in Chinese dances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when you say the words "post-exam activities". No need for Inline Skating thing by the school, no need for Maths Trail (which, by the way, I feel like ponning though I say that about everything and almost always end up not ponning anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proudly presenting,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;POST-EXAM ACTIVITIES OF 2F'08: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Illegal card games utilizing illegal cards in class (daidi, heart attack, stress, blackjack with money for a certain group of people)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tearing up of paper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Screams of "STRESS!" and pounding of the tables&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Screwing up the whiteboard with obscene pictures and words (by, who else, the porno guys of the class -cough-tw-cough-)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Repetitions of obscene words (by plenty of people) which are meant to be funny jokes but turn out as lame jokes anyway because they used it too many times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going around trying to untuck people's shirts and screaming "orh hor never tuck in shirt!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scribbling on each others' shoes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sitting on tables and commanding others to do this and that for you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pulling out others' shoelaces and tying knots such that the victim cannot walk if they tried&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Naming the slogans of various brands&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Inventing slogans for brands&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Planning class chalet and adding more things to buy on the list of foodstuffs to be bought&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Screaming "f u" at each other&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Screaming "YES I WON" when you win a game of daidi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Playing Chinese chess (xiang qi)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Screaming "HEART ATTACK!" in each others ears&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yelling "起手不回大丈夫" at each other when someone tries to take back a card they have already put down (I think it's that qi2 anw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quoting from the side of the Chinese chess board; "起手不回大丈夫" and something about good guy watching the game quietly instead of making comments&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Accusing each other; "ORH YOU LIKE YIQI!" "YOU LOVE LUMEN'S BROTHER" "YOU PREGNANT WITH WHOSE AH? BENG HWEE AH!" "EH, SHE WANT TO MARRY YOU!" "HUIYI!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Calling each other "gl"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having "fights" &lt;s&gt;outside&lt;/s&gt; inside Ghim Moh market&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Failed attempts to pass off as a Japanese teacher&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walking in a group of &lt;u&gt;three&lt;/u&gt; and pretending to be gf/bf &lt;s&gt;couple&lt;/s&gt; triple (go figure what the third person is supposed to be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting stuck at the traffic light because one, or rather, many, walk too slowly. Therefore, follow the Wise Joey, Wise Jia-Er, Wise Jolene and you will never miss the traffic light&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trying to block Kee Jin from walking out of the class with raised legs; a certain someone failed to do so and the whole plan failed ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Can't remember what else happens in the class. See, with this type of fun, who needs Maths Trail and Inline Skating for post-exam activities huhhuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realise I'll miss this nonsense next year when we all change classes ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-4379928439484445910?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/4379928439484445910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=4379928439484445910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/4379928439484445910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/4379928439484445910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/10/four-more-days-d-interclass-finals.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-3273307117879302086</id><published>2008-10-21T20:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:33:47.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The return of the remaining papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed Chinese. Was expected, but then, it's still hard to accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B for Geog. Expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56 for Maths. Again, quite expected, but still, better marks were hoped for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A for Science, I badly wanted my A+! The 3 marks in that question which is actually more of how you argue your choice! Though the Science teachers apparently did not see it that way and stuck to their way. All three options could have been correct, depending on how you presented your answer. Too bad the markers don't think the way I do. Or I could have gained my A+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, those who tried to cheer me up after school today. As well as that suggestion of going to watch a movie, though I couldn't go. Or just basically telling me to cheer up anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaaaand I have proof that food makes you feel good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner I felt much better okay! I was even able to add some "lol"s and "haha"s in my MSN conversations, unlike before. Therefore, when you are sad, go find something to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I was kinda snappish if you talked to me before dinner(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-3273307117879302086?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/3273307117879302086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=3273307117879302086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/3273307117879302086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/3273307117879302086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/10/return-of-remaining-papers.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-9017459502488275866</id><published>2008-10-20T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T21:50:15.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I spent the three marking days plus weekend watching Bleach and playing a bit of Sims 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finished watching Bleach. I don't have anything to watch anymore, and I don't exactly feel like starting on a new anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, got back LA and History today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, LA was a pleasant surprise, especially the essay. To be honest, I was quite shocked by my marks. Hey, now I can prove to my dad that my studying did pay off! I was studying so hard for LA Paper 1. You should see my Mockingbird notes. Though the only way they contributed was giving me my examples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With such wonderful marks for LA, you'd think I'll be taking Literature next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I hate the school. My best humanities subject, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY ARE NOT OFFERING IT AS AN O LEVEL SUBJECT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, I'm still in a quandary as to whether I should take O's or not, since I have no confidence that I will do well enough in IP to transfer to RJC. And Joey and Jolene says that VJ is not taking in DHP students. Wow thanks a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I do choose to take O's, then there's only Geog and History! No Lit. Great. Wonderful. When my History and Geog is about the same but Lit stands out among the three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complaints of that aside, History paper's just, neither disappointing nor joy-inducing. No big surprise there actually, I wasted a lot of time writing one big chunk of words then cancelling it out. Not that with the extra time, I would be able to finish answering that question anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm rambling. Not that you need to understand any of the above. Except that the school is not offering Lit as an O level subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only plus points about today is LA marks, winning Jialat by 1 mark for LA, and unexpectedly meeting Shirlyn at the park connector today. Oh, and that I have my green belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I got my fingers kicked. But I already kicked the kicker's fingers previously so we're even. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw the world. I want my Lit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-9017459502488275866?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/9017459502488275866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=9017459502488275866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/9017459502488275866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/9017459502488275866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-spent-three-marking-days-plus-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-8272380752281091135</id><published>2008-10-17T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T22:46:20.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When you're bored + when you're damn sian of your old blogskin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHANGE BLOGSKIN LA DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you can tell how bored I am. Or maybe not. Test how good your eyesight is, check if you can see me at home with a damn sian look on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so sad, I removed so many links ): Who ask you so long never update your blog, I lose interest in it. Or it just looks plain weird there with everything else gone. Whatever. Some people's blogs have all the links I want so I'll just go on some chain blog hopping mania and I can read your blog already :D Just that I won't tag. I seldom tag. Too bad :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-8272380752281091135?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/8272380752281091135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=8272380752281091135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8272380752281091135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8272380752281091135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-youre-bored-when-youre-damn-sian.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-7235538018319235780</id><published>2008-10-17T21:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T22:23:23.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When your Internet is inexplicably fails to connect, this is what you do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Play Sims 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I did today, when my plans for watching Bleach were destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when you play too much Sims 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you build too many houses,&lt;br /&gt;You can go be an interior designer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you finally play out their lives,&lt;br /&gt;You can go be a dictator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you force them to keep doing stuff they don't exactly want to,&lt;br /&gt;You make their needs zoom all the way to the red zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you get all their needs almost in the red zone,&lt;br /&gt;You use cheat codes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you use cheat codes,&lt;br /&gt;You'll keep using it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you keep using cheat codes,&lt;br /&gt;You get bored of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you get bored of the game,&lt;br /&gt;You have nothing left to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have nothing left to do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GO FIND SOMETHING TO DO LA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that was just rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there is such a thing as getting bored of Sims 2. How how how! My holidays, I mean. What am I going to do? I'm not the kind who is overly fond of TV shows/is a crazy fan of someone and therefore watches all the shows he/she has acted in. So please don't tell me watch this show that show. Or tell me to play some game. Like Neopets. Or Maple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait I'll go hunt out my to-do-after-EOYs list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! Classic that will never ever ever ever fail me: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;READ MORE BOOKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So &lt;u&gt;please&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;if you have any books to lend/recommend&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;tell meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&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/32183657-7235538018319235780?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/7235538018319235780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=7235538018319235780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/7235538018319235780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/7235538018319235780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-your-internet-is-inexplicably.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-7816742105835943720</id><published>2008-10-17T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T00:22:09.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>20 episodes of Bleach: if I keep watching so many episodes of various shows, one day very soon I will run out of things to watch. I'm already nearing the end of Bleach; 175/190 episodes, crap, 15 episodes, I can finish tomorrow if I watch it like today. Then it's off to finish Seasons 3 and 4 of Gilmore Girls so that I can finally return to Nat(oops), then Hitman Reborn I guess. I'm turning into a tv freak! Okay, I watch Bleach on the internet and Reborn will also be from the same website, but for a person like me, whole day play computer don't watch tv type, that's a lot okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent more than 6 hours watching Bleach today... so no life... my parents' fault, don't let me go out. Was supposed to go ECP with Jia Hui to cycle/jog today. Shaun says I am extreme cos I just went cycling 2 days ago and want to go again today... Is it extreme? I don't think so. Considering I haven't exercised at all since August. If you don't count walking home from Kem MRT/to BV MRT from school... Walking also doesn't do as much as cycling or running anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIAN LA I don't know what I'm going to do the whole hols, if my parents don't let me go out. And it's not like I'm old enough to get a job or something, my sis is going to spend the hols working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone has Sims Hot Date expansion pack, lend me! I feel like playing original Sims cos Sims 2 can get too complicated sometimes. And if you have any Sims 2 expansion packs before Bon Voyage/stuff packs please lend me too! Or if you have nice, inspirational books, recommend to me so that I can go borrow from library or you can lend me too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-7816742105835943720?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/7816742105835943720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=7816742105835943720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/7816742105835943720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/7816742105835943720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/10/20-episodes-of-bleach-if-i-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-600887197681771631</id><published>2008-10-15T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T22:34:22.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha! I just spent today watching like, 10 episodes of Bleach. LOL so sian. I need to go out exercise la, muscles all rotting already! ): I'm scared of CCAs resuming cos my physical standard dropped a lot because the last time I had PT and really ran and exercised was like, August, cos I missed TC during the Sept hols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my dad doesn't let me go out so how can I go train, damn. I'm going to rot to death. Argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-600887197681771631?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/600887197681771631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=600887197681771631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/600887197681771631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/600887197681771631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/10/haha-i-just-spent-today-watching-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-8882181719385698719</id><published>2008-10-15T14:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T15:52:34.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, so today was interclass, kind of go for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early, met Jia Hui at Kembangan and took this train where the aircon seemed to haave broken down, very very stuffy. The only aircon we felt when we were standing beside the door when the train arrived at Raffles Place. Reached school, walked to the gym to find the others, walked back, walked there again from the outside, and finally they deigned to pick up the phone and tell us that they were at the track, and it happened to be the far end (for us).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practised for a while, my hand turned red la. I hate vball. Then went to gym to play against 2K. we won 15-10 I think LOL. I didn't play (yes!), but a reluctant Jia Hui got dragged in :D Okay actually the game was boring cos both sides couldn't volley back so the points were won mainly by serving, both sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to field to support the guys playing soccer against 2G, in the end won 2-1, er a certain trio were going crazy fangirling the guys, like wanting to shout "I love you Dawei" when he scored first goal for the class though in the end they didn't... I was going crazy hearing them yell in my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to outdoor court to watch vball match against 2D, of course they won la LOL, 8-15 though. It was a better match cos at least they could volley back though once it came back the ball stopped again. Wasn't exactly that nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to support guys again, couldn't take it anymore, the cheering was driving me mad cos I sat somewhere near the centre and everyone was screaming this time so I was going deaf. Pffffft. In the end I got up and walked around a bit. But it was too hot and also nothing to do so I went back to that deafening group who had umbrellas, including mine. Then I realised umbrellas were useless, it was the GROUND that was hot. Thank goodness the game finished soon after. Score was 0-0 haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So both guys and girls team got into next round, and I'm supposed to go back to school again tomorrow, but I don't intend to since going to school will just waste my time, not going to play anyway. AND I CAN SLEEP MORE OKAY! Other people sleep well during exam period/lose sleep according how stressed they are over the subject, but for me I couldn't sleep every single night k. Wasted so much time trying to fall asleep, all those precious sleep hours. Marking days are supposed to be for me to catch up on sleep. Not go to school. Especially when school is so far away. Waste time travelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go cycling again soon! Or kayaking MWAHAHAHA. Kayaking is fun! Or ice skating. But I don't need to see that Kallang Leisure Park's ice rink will be full, and therefore, not fun to skate in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm maybe I'll just go watch Bleach. Or Hitman Reborn. Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-8882181719385698719?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/8882181719385698719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=8882181719385698719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8882181719385698719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8882181719385698719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/10/ok-so-today-was-interclass-kind-of-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-9103576892438133249</id><published>2008-10-14T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T23:42:27.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;TODAY IS A GOOD DAY~ :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS ARE FINALLY OVER and though I lost quite a lot of marks in Maths today, I don't care anymore. It's over, no point worrying haha. Went on a crazy note-tearing rampage once I scrounged up useless papers in my bag :D They should name a tornado after me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SPS526uHDaI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/SKU9Vgyoo_o/s1600-h/DSC01147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SPS526uHDaI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/SKU9Vgyoo_o/s320/DSC01147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257031018174942626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aftermath :D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SPS53DqYthI/AAAAAAAAAnY/3nGJxAYV77A/s1600-h/DSC01148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SPS53DqYthI/AAAAAAAAAnY/3nGJxAYV77A/s320/DSC01148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257031020575241746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I do clean up my own litter okay! Thanks Aeri for helping me too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL You can see shreds of my notes ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Hoiki's after school for lunch, walked to my house where we played Sims 2 while waiting for Trist. Ended up playing for almost 4 hours, left at about 4 to meet her at park connector.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went cycling from 4.30 - 6.30, Nat dumped us for Maple ): Maple = evils of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to see you again LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I realised just how long I have not cycled, or just basically not exercising (not counting the times I walk home from Kem MRT/PE lessons where we just play ball, or in my case, attempt to play vball/tkd).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SPS53S94hzI/AAAAAAAAAng/3E__DwaL2Cw/s1600-h/DSC01150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SPS53S94hzI/AAAAAAAAAng/3E__DwaL2Cw/s320/DSC01150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257031024683550514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We stopped halfway to admire the surroundings, partly to get off our bikes, sitting on a bike for too long is horrible. It's rock 17 okay! I think 17's my lucky number, and it's a nice number too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to suffer from muscle ache tomorrow, not that I will be playing for the team anyway. A person would be nuts to try to make me play cos I'm definitely the lousiest player on the team, I didn't learn set and I still can't serve (coughbecauseIponnedthelastPElessoncough). (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay well, 5 days of rest! (tomorrow till next Monday, I know you're jealous LOL :D) Hope that I get to sleep well again, have been suffering from insomnia over the exam period, therefore didn't get much sleep. Horrible. Insomnia's horrible. Especially during exam period. Good thing that drinking coffee in the mornings sustain me through the papers, without it I think I'd just fall asleep after the first page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE INSOMNIA I WON'T MISS YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-9103576892438133249?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/9103576892438133249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=9103576892438133249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/9103576892438133249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/9103576892438133249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-is-good-day-d-exams-are-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SPS526uHDaI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/SKU9Vgyoo_o/s72-c/DSC01147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-5693125760482711919</id><published>2008-10-13T20:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T21:41:11.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;EXAM SCHEDULE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:grey;"&gt;3OCTOBER08 - LA PAPER 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6OCTOBER08 - HCL PAPER 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7OCTOBER08 - HISTORY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8OCTOBER08 - GEOGRAPHY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9OCTOBER08 - LA PAPER 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10OCTOBER08 - HCL PAPER 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13OCTOBER08 - SCIENCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14OCTOBER08 - MATHS, &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;FREEDOM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know I'm breaking the hiatus by one day but I don't care hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ripped from Trist's blog who ripped it from Hoiki's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who was the first person to tag you?&lt;br /&gt;wasn't tagged.&lt;br /&gt;2. How do you think of that person?&lt;br /&gt;HI.&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you eat alot of fast food?&lt;br /&gt;no. disgusting. all that fried food can clog up your arteries and give you heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you kissed anyone in 2008?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you eat candy on a regular basis?&lt;br /&gt;not really. unless someone offers it to me, or if they waft temptation beneath my nose.&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your 5th sent message about?&lt;br /&gt;To Joey: "kk", was just wondering if she was going for tkd today hah.&lt;br /&gt;7. Who was the last person you eat with?&lt;br /&gt;mum, sis.&lt;br /&gt;8.Who was the last person you took photo with?&lt;br /&gt;don't rmb. probably trist.&lt;br /&gt;9. When ordering sushi what do you get?&lt;br /&gt;i don't like sushi. i like pushi.&lt;br /&gt;10. Who was the last person you sat with?&lt;br /&gt;i think it was trist, we were playing cooking mama on the wii lol.&lt;br /&gt;11.What were you doing at 10am?&lt;br /&gt;science paperrrrrrr OOO:&lt;br /&gt;12.Have you change this summer?&lt;br /&gt;maybe. i know my handwriting changed, so if you apply the assumption that a person's handwriting reflects their personality, then yeah, i did.&lt;br /&gt;13. Whats the last beverage you last spilled on yourself?&lt;br /&gt;plain water. my water bottle sucks.&lt;br /&gt;14. Where is the place you want to be now?&lt;br /&gt;japan(esp that shop of cinnamoroll stuff mwahaha!). or anywhere that i can be with friends.&lt;br /&gt;15. When was the last time you cry?&lt;br /&gt;no idea. can't be bothered to think back.&lt;br /&gt;16. Whats your favorite song for the moment?&lt;br /&gt;hmm. hard to choose. a few songs on my playlist at the moment. such as fall for you and&lt;br /&gt;17. What were you doing at 11pm yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;trying DESPERATELY to sleep so that i could get up at 3.30am to study. in the end i didn't. i'm not lazy k.&lt;br /&gt;18. Who's near you?&lt;br /&gt;computer. light. bag. phone. ipod. book.&lt;br /&gt;19. What were you doing at 5am in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;sleeping. i was supposed to be studying though tsk.&lt;br /&gt;20. What is bothering you now?&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's maths paper.&lt;br /&gt;21.Who was the last person who talked to you on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;mum.&lt;br /&gt;22.Whose house did you go to last?&lt;br /&gt;hoiki&lt;br /&gt;23. Who honestly knows everything about you?&lt;br /&gt;no one ;)&lt;br /&gt;24. Who broke your heart?&lt;br /&gt;:O my heart is still pumping blood through the systemic and pulmonary circulations, thank you very much, i don't want to die so soon.&lt;br /&gt;25. Honestly, do you love someone very much?&lt;br /&gt;:O yeah. not just one, but maaaaaaaany someones;)&lt;br /&gt;26. Who was the last person who told you that they love you?&lt;br /&gt;friends :D&lt;br /&gt;27. Are you friends with the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;the last person i kissed was probably in my previous life. i don't know who i kissed and whether that person is my friend or not LOL&lt;br /&gt;28. Are there any parts of your body which hurts?&lt;br /&gt;my neck. school desks suck and i hate exams mainly cos you sit on your tired ass for 2hours and bend over the table scribbling like some crazy ahpek going to get knocked down by a train. sorry. i'm rambling.&lt;br /&gt;29. In the supermarket which thing caught your attention first?&lt;br /&gt;the fact that it's a supermarket&lt;br /&gt;30. How cool do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel very cool, but not warm either, i'm perfectly comfortable the way i am thanks.&lt;br /&gt;31. Drugs are..&lt;br /&gt;things that doctors adminster on you when you are sick.&lt;br /&gt;fine. drugs are "say no to drugs"&lt;br /&gt;32. What do you hate most?&lt;br /&gt;no idea. can't be bothered to think. i don't like storing up a list of hates, fill the world with love!&lt;br /&gt;33.Who was the first person to text you this morning?&lt;br /&gt;jia hui.&lt;br /&gt;34.What is the first thing you did in this morning?&lt;br /&gt;shut off my stupid phone alarm. which i regret.&lt;br /&gt;35. Who last missed call your phone?&lt;br /&gt;mum.&lt;br /&gt;36.What was the last mistake you made?&lt;br /&gt;too many to recall.&lt;br /&gt;37. What are you listening now?&lt;br /&gt;some gl thing on the tv outside-_-"&lt;br /&gt;38. Who is the last person of the opposite sex that you had a conversation with?&lt;br /&gt;pj i think. and it wasn't really a conversation either.&lt;br /&gt;39. Who is the last person that called you?&lt;br /&gt;mum.&lt;br /&gt;40. Is there something you want to tell someone special?&lt;br /&gt;hi, you're special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that was crap. I'm feeling in a gay crap high mood cos tmr's the last paper! It's maths, which is like one of my weak subjects. Wait, actually I can solve the questions without being given the solution, BUT only AFTER the exam itself. So it's pretty much useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone: "I wish I were 24 so I can get married! " "I want to marry him!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To "someone", sounds familiar? ;) Hey don't kill me k, I already censored your name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, so many things happened during the hiatus, such as me losing my pencil case (I still grieve for you, beloved pencil case and new pens and markers and the old!) and retarded studying sessions with The People. And a string of birthdays like Hoiki's which I've yet to celebrate with her ): Stupid exams timing so crappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings to all Year 2s taking Maths paper tomorrow! Let's all hope I don't start my paper shredding services again and tear up the exam script k (: Shaun tells me I shouldn't tear in the middle, should tear at the start so that I save myself trouble. Hah. Ohwell. Good luck to myself, hope I can solve simultaneous and all that nonsense. Pray that I will be alive and well and this will not be my last post lol. Or at least in a right state of mind cos I intend to offer paper shredding services to people in class tomorrow and help them tear up their exam guidelines and stuff ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee I'm going crazy. I'm so going to love tomorrow, post-10.45am :D Thank you all who wished me good luck, continue to pray for me, haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-5693125760482711919?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/5693125760482711919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=5693125760482711919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/5693125760482711919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/5693125760482711919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/10/ripped-from-trists-blog-who-ripped-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-4940202709892081968</id><published>2008-10-12T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T21:22:11.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Studying for Bio makes people go crazy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drifting thoughts says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i rather have the non-sexual reproduction. or the sexual non-reproduction. no logic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! Hilarious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-4940202709892081968?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/4940202709892081968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=4940202709892081968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/4940202709892081968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/4940202709892081968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/10/drifting-thoughts-says-i-rather-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-4829359374090142267</id><published>2008-10-03T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T21:13:52.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am breaking my hiatus to post this because I am feeling so stupid and angry at myself right now.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when you thought life couldn't get any worse, bad luck comes to visit and you lose your much-needed pencil case about an hour or so before your exam starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had a great time enjoying yourself after the paper today, but upoon reaching home, you realised that your pencil case was not left at home either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And inside your pencil case you have your trusted, magical, all mighty pen, the refill for that pen, the next best godly pen and its refill, and your brand new day-old markers; all of which are extremely crucial to your note-writing process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite not being nervous for your papers, not thinking 'OMG TODAY'S PAPER IS SO GG-ED', you want to bang your head against the wall for being so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is exactly what happened to me today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-4829359374090142267?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/4829359374090142267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=4829359374090142267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/4829359374090142267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/4829359374090142267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-breaking-my-hiatus-to-post-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-6014145580807926331</id><published>2008-09-26T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T21:31:32.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Journey through the MRT train in 4 stops. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-6014145580807926331?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/6014145580807926331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=6014145580807926331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/6014145580807926331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/6014145580807926331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/09/journey-through-mrt-train-in-4-stops.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-8172029005065137182</id><published>2008-09-25T22:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T23:06:01.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I can't study to save my life. I think my brains have been fried into goreng pisang and eaten by some goreng pisang lover. Or else I had no brains in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I NEED MOTIVATION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE MOTIVATE ME IF YOU KNOW HOW. THANKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just a simple sentence of encouragement from you is what I need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts next Friday. And ends on the 14th. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's quite evident that I'm going mad by looking at the content of my blog posts over the past few days. &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;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/32183657-8172029005065137182?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/8172029005065137182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=8172029005065137182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8172029005065137182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8172029005065137182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-i-cant-study-to-save-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-2974662532215132269</id><published>2008-09-24T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:44:02.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH LIBERATION! Can't wait for it. From many things, not just EOYs. Such as being free of the stupid stuffed nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep blowing my nose, walking to the dustbin to throw away the tissue, and when I come back to the chair,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KEEP SITTING ON MY ANKLE! THE ONE THAT GOT INJURED TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I have this habit of tucking my left leg under me when I sit in the computer chair. So I keep going crazy over being so retarded and causing myself unnecessary pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have wisened up and dragged the dustbin over so that I can just turn the chair and very conveniently dump in the tissue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMAI I feel a great urge to watch Bleach now. BUT NO! I think I'll just keep watching instead of doing work. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How! I think I'd rather exams start tomorrow and I can just get it over and done with. Then I can do what I want earlier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-2974662532215132269?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/2974662532215132269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=2974662532215132269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/2974662532215132269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/2974662532215132269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-liberation-cant-wait-for-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-8671421856111897706</id><published>2008-09-24T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:11:32.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How unlucky today, I woke up with this half-stuffed nose that made me so irritated at it that I felt like chopping off my nose and I fell today and kind of twisted my ankle for a stupid reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A VERY STUPID REASON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to know what it is, but anyway, why do I always regret not bringing a jacket to school? Today was very very cold especially in the canteen and I was thinking argh, why didn't I bring a jacket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the greatness of Pushi Cows and Pebbles Cows, infected with melamine, no wonder we get poisoned milk. And then we have Pushi Beef Pancakes selling at $1 for 3. Anyone wants to buy? :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-8671421856111897706?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/8671421856111897706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=8671421856111897706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8671421856111897706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/8671421856111897706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-unlucky-today-i-woke-up-with-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-6139534166814704881</id><published>2008-09-23T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T23:01:08.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EOY stands for End Of You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for the end of it because I have lots of things I want to do!&lt;br /&gt;Like playing Sims 2 and watching Bleach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-6139534166814704881?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/6139534166814704881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=6139534166814704881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/6139534166814704881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/6139534166814704881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/09/eoy-stands-for-end-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-1981277375548329334</id><published>2008-09-23T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T16:36:53.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why do I keep eating the wrong things today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was fish soup that had milk in it; call me kiasu but they might be using China milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just ate a mooncake that had some weird black stains on the bottom and I only realised it after I ate about half. Might be mould. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-1981277375548329334?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/1981277375548329334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=1981277375548329334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/1981277375548329334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/1981277375548329334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-do-i-keep-eating-wrong-things-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-7915931712320022067</id><published>2008-09-22T20:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T21:07:50.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Assembly today had a small part about streaming options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STILL DON'T KNOW WHAT TO TAKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyway I think I'm fated for O level class, minimum C grade in Chinese to stay in IP but my Chinese is some rubbish grade and unless a miracle occurs, I'll probably get C/D for overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="144" width="225"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z_JDeA8uTVU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z_JDeA8uTVU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="144" width="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-7915931712320022067?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/7915931712320022067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=7915931712320022067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/7915931712320022067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/7915931712320022067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/09/assembly-today-had-small-part-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-3339373035859772138</id><published>2008-09-20T18:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T19:00:44.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YESTERDAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(coming back from the dessert stall for the 3rd/4th time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia Hui: Should I buy normal ice kacang or ice kacang with ice cream?&lt;br /&gt;Me: -shrugs- Anything.&lt;br /&gt;Jia Hui: You pig la &lt;u&gt;so indecisive&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Stupid mosquito, want fight is it huh!&lt;br /&gt;        I'm declaring war on you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-3339373035859772138?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/3339373035859772138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=3339373035859772138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/3339373035859772138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/3339373035859772138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/09/yesterday-coming-back-from-dessert.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-4074946409130113760</id><published>2008-09-18T20:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T21:10:09.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think, that a certain group of people are really idiotic and do not understand simple English. It's not like they're being asked to commit a crime, so I don't understand the reluctance. On the other hand, they're really, really weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY, REALLY WEIRD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-4074946409130113760?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/4074946409130113760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=4074946409130113760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/4074946409130113760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/4074946409130113760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-think-that-certain-group-of-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-625083567518476399</id><published>2008-09-18T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T20:35:43.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Studying at Changi Airport's really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T3 anyway, haven't tried studying at the other terminals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The environment's great, so quiet. And the surroundings look nice, much more inspirational than my room's table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia Hui's a great studying partner! When we decide to mug anyway.&lt;br /&gt;And though we spent quite a lot of time on eating and travel, we still did a lot of work k. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to go back and study there more. Probably tomorrow (X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-625083567518476399?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/625083567518476399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=625083567518476399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/625083567518476399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/625083567518476399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/09/studying-at-changi-airports-really-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-4434890905253001903</id><published>2008-09-17T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T22:56:35.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;JOKES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;To relieve your stress over upcoming exams.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Jia Hui started giving me links and I wasted time on it instead of on homework-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to Poop at Work&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've all been there but don't like to admit it. We've all kicked back in our cubicles and suddenly felt something brew down below. As much as we try to convince ourselves otherwise, the WORK POOP is inevitable. For those who hate pooping at work, following is the 2001 Survival Guide for taking a dump at work. Memorize these definitions and pooping at work will become a pure pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESCAPEE.&lt;br /&gt;Definition: a fart that slips out while taking a leak at the urinal or forcing a poop in a stall. This is usually accompanied by a sudden wave of panic embarrassment. This is similar to the hot flash you receive when passing an unseen police car and speeding. If you release an escapee, do not acknowledge it. Pretend it did not happen. If you are standing next to the farter in the urinal, pretend you did not hear it. No one likes an escapee, it is uncomfortable for all involved. Making a joke or laughing makes both parties feel uneasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAILBREAK (Used in conjunction  with ESCAPEE).&lt;br /&gt;Definition: When forcing poop, several farts slip out at a machine gun pace. This is usually a side effect of diarrhea or a hangover. If this should happen, do not panic. Remain in the stall until everyone has left the bathroom so to spare everyone the awkwardness of what just occurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COURTESY FLUSH.&lt;br /&gt;Definition: The act of flushing the toilet the instant the nose cone of the poop log hits the water and the poop is whisked away to an undisclosed location. This reduces the amount of air time the poop has to stink up the bathroom. This can help you avoid being caught doing the WALK OF SHAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALK OF SHAME.&lt;br /&gt;Definition: Walking from the stall, to the sink, to the door after you have just stunk up the bathroom. This can be a very uncomfortable moment if someone walks in and busts you. As with all farts, it is best to pretend that the smell does not exist. Can be avoided with the use of the COURTESY FLUSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUT OF THE CLOSET POOPER.&lt;br /&gt;Definition: A colleague who poops at work and damn proud of it. You will often see an Out Of The Closet Pooper enter the bathroom with a newspaper or magazine under their arm. Always look around the office for the Out Of The Closet Pooper before entering the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE POOPING FRIENDS NETWORK (PFN).&lt;br /&gt;Definition: A group of coworkers who band together to ensure emergency pooping goes off without incident. This group can help you to monitor the whereabouts of Out Of The Closet Poopers, and identify SAFE HAVENS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAFE HAVENS.&lt;br /&gt;Definition: A seldom used bathroom somewhere in the building where you can least expect visitors. Try floors that are predominantly of the opposite sex. This will reduce the odds of a pooper of your sex entering the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TURD BURGLAR:&lt;br /&gt;Definition: A pooper who does not realize that you are in the stall and tries to force the door open. This is one of the most shocking and vulnerable moments that can occur when taking a dump at work. If this occurs, remain in the stall until the Turd Burglar leaves. This way you will avoid all uncomfortable eye contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAMO-COUGH.&lt;br /&gt;Definition: A phony cough that alerts all new entrants into the bathroom that you are in a stall. This can be used to cover-up a WATERMELON, or to alert potential Turd Burglars. Very effective when used in conjunction with an ASTAIRE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASTAIRE.&lt;br /&gt;Definition: A subtle toe-tap that is used to alert potential Turd Burglars that you are occupying a stall. This will remove all doubt that the stall is occupied. If you hear an Astaire, leave the bathroom immediately so the pooper can poop in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATERMELON.&lt;br /&gt;Definition: A turd that creates a loud splash when hitting the toilet water. This is also an embarrassing incident. If you feel a Watermelon coming on, create a diversion. See CAMO-COUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVANA OMELET.&lt;br /&gt;Definition: A load of diarrhea that creates a series of loud splashes in the toilet water. Often accompanied by an Escapee. Try using a Camo-Cough with an Astaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNCLE TED.&lt;br /&gt;Definition: A bathroom user who seems to linger around forever. Could spend extended lengths of time in front of the mirror or sitting on the pot. An Uncle Ted makes it difficult to relax while on the crapper, as you should always wait to drop your load when the bathroom is empty. This benefits you as well as the other bathroom attendees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLY BY.&lt;br /&gt;Definition: The act of scouting out a bathroom before pooping. Walk in and check for other poopers. If there are others in the bathroom, leave and come back again. Be careful not to become a FREQUENT FLYER. People may become suspicious if they catch you constantly going into the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits: http://www.insanepictures.com/jk.shtml?3238.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Nose-Picking Glossary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kiddie Pick: When you're by yourself and you uninhibitedly twist your forefinger into your nostril with childlike joy and freedom. And the best part is, there's no time limit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camouflaged Kiddie Pick: When, in the presence of other people, you wrap your forefinger in a tissue, then thrust it in deep and hold back the smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fake Nose Scratch: When you make believe you've got an itch but you're really trolling the nostril edge for stray boogers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making A Meal Out Of It: You do it so furiously, and for so long, you're probably entitled to dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise Pickings: When a sneeze or laugh causes snot to come hurtling out of your nose, and you have to gracefully clean it off your shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autopick: The kind you do in a car, when no one's looking. NOTE: Someone is always looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick Your Brains: Done in private, this is the one where your finger goes in so far, it passes the septum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick And Save: When you have to pick it quickly, just when someone looks away, and then you pocket the snot so they don't catch on to what you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick And Roll: No explanation needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick And Flick: Ditto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick And Stick: You wanted it to be a "Pick and Flick," but it stubbornly clings to your fingertip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paydirt: The kind where you remove a piece of snot so big, it improves your breathing by 90%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.insanepictures.com/jk.shtml?3264.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fun at Your Local Pool&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; Stand on top of the high board and say you won't come down until your demands are met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Tell the lifeguards that they aren't doing their jobs because you have seen at least 15 people drown today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Ask people if they have seen your pet shark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Sit in the baby pool and play with the toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Take a flutter board and pretend you can't swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Hit strangers with your flutter board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Ask an attractive lifeguard to practise CPR on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Sit in front of a water jet, make moaning sounds and say, ''Oh yeah... oooh that feels soooo good....''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Sit on the top of the water slide and don't move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Swim near a stranger and go ''Dammit I knew I shouldn't have had watermelon before I came here.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Insist that you saw a monster at the bottom of the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Pretend to drown and then when someone tries to help you, say ''HA-HA, fooled you!''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Scream as someone is trying to do something when jumping off of a diving board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Laugh at fat people in swimsuits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Tell people you saw the lifeguard pissing in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Ask a lifeguard if skinny-dipping is allowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Try to negotiate the price of getting in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Take a really long time when you are on top of the high dive and then act as though you were pushed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; When in line, ask strangers if they think invisble people get a discount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Take your towel, tie it around your shoulders and say ''Wheee! I'm Batman!'' while running around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Hit strangers with your wet towel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Throw people's things into the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Sing and dance on top of the dinving board, then do a belly-flop as your grande-finale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Play Marco-Polo by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Ask small children if they have seen any suspicious-looking sea monsters lately.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;http://www.insanepictures.com/jk.shtml?3261.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-4434890905253001903?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/4434890905253001903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=4434890905253001903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/4434890905253001903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/4434890905253001903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-to-poop-at-work-weve-all-been-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-3561849879128435172</id><published>2008-09-17T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T21:41:20.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ooh la la my name is AAAAAAJIAAAAAAAA-ER and I demand that you pronounce every single 'a'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh la la the greatest conversation ever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Ooh la la never make eye contact, while never breaking eye contact; this is in accordance to the prophecy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: Ooh la la never make eye contact, while never breaking eye contact; this is in accordance to the prophecy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Ooh la la that's what YOU think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: Ooh la la yeah I like it that way, in accordance to the prophecy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-3561849879128435172?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/3561849879128435172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=3561849879128435172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/3561849879128435172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/3561849879128435172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/09/ooh-la-la-my-name-is-aaaaaajiaaaaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-638111185746445258</id><published>2008-09-15T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T22:45:17.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOHOHO I love Photoshop cos I just created a desktop background to remind myself to study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I think it's much use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, better than nothing. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-638111185746445258?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/638111185746445258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=638111185746445258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/638111185746445258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/638111185746445258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/09/hohoho-i-love-photoshop-cos-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-7880901117795468408</id><published>2008-09-15T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T22:19:32.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's lessons were great, so slack :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA, presentations. CME, retarded test + half an hour of slacktime. Recess, Assembly, HCL, ACC.&lt;br /&gt;For HCL and ACC, teachers didn't come to school so replacement teachers let us do what we wanted. Assembly was pretty cool, we watched some puppet show thing, but I think now I have this fear of puppets too or something, like clowns. Quite creepy, the puppeteers were so imba that they really seemed to come to life. But yeah, the presentation was pretty cool, overall. Instead of Mr Kiw's talks about chengxinyongzhong oops. Hey at least I got pay attention k! Just that it kind of went in one ear and out the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and speaking of ears I repierced my right ear hole MWAHAHAHHA. I'm taking advantage of the fact that EOYs period no NP activites=no need take out ear studs=piercing can heal properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU AERI for accompanying me hahahahha. The great, wonderful, KIND (NOT) Aeri decided to remind me while I was sitting on the chair, just before the woman pierced my ear, that her first piercing got stuck and tried to curse me with bad luck. What a pig. Nevertheless, at least she let me grab her hand. I'd forgotten how not painful the process was. The after is something else entirely, SUPER ITCHY AND HOT THAT MAKES YOU REGRET PIERCING IT. But it fades. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, during ACC today, Beng Hwee and I started playing tic tac toe. Then he crap some XO鱼片米粉 and I started drawing crap. Then we started laughing like mad and got caught by the teacher, because I was trying to draw &lt;s&gt;Clement&lt;/s&gt;LUHENG and ended up lauging too hard to draw. Oh well. I realise &lt;s&gt;Clement&lt;/s&gt;LUHENG is the butt of a lot of our jokes. Anyway, the teacher confiscated the paper, but near the end of the lesson, she returned it with a smile *stare* O_O Maybe she was amused by our tictactoe game, or the retarded drawings, or Beng Hwee's rubbish interpretation of MOV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I NEED TO STUDY EOYs ARE LIKE SO SOON WHY AM I STILL DOING NOTHING. EVIDENTLY I NEED TO CHANGE MY DESKTOP BACKGROUND. Change my surroundings. Something. Reminding me to study. STREAMING YEAR LEH! Though I'm most probably going to take O levels. But I'm still debating with myself, History or Lit? Triple Science or Bio Chem. AEP or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main advantage of AEP: It can replace Chinese in my L1B5 hence pulling up my GPA. Though in the end I'll still have Chinese O's. But yeah, it's supposedly very stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH SEE LA I hate streaming. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-7880901117795468408?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/7880901117795468408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=7880901117795468408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/7880901117795468408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/7880901117795468408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/09/todays-lessons-were-great-so-slack-d-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-1268124106014343779</id><published>2008-09-14T20:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T20:59:08.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got really angry today, again. And I wasted my time doing something. Yeah, thanks a whole bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, art today was fun! Danielle and I were just talking rubbish and she was giving me random ideas for my drawing so now she loves it. Hahahahha. And then we overheard some guys talking so we started saying that they were eating the great Chocolate Toilet Treats and went to the toilet to return them because it didn't taste nice. Oh, but whatever. Art with Danielle's always funny cos the two of us will go high together and talk a lot of rubbish and draw tofus. Today's great Tofu Masterpiece was a tofu successfully levitating a marshmallow which was supposed to be a Coke can above its mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep last night smsing Hoiki about The Lost Histories of the Moon and Pebbles and Pushi. I realise we haven't smsed each other about The Great Adventures of Pebbles and Pushi in a long long time. So it was really funny :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-1268124106014343779?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/1268124106014343779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=1268124106014343779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/1268124106014343779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/1268124106014343779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-got-really-angry-today-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-2609981623253424804</id><published>2008-09-13T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T23:37:03.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mooncake festival celebs in school was rubbish, I should have just ponned it. LOL. Maybe I should pon next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Jolene's house today and was suppsoed to practice LA there but ended up practicing rubbishly and therefore I consider the time spent there wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got really really angry about something, until Yap Tong called me. Somehow that phone call really cheered me up and improved my mood loads. Even though she didn't say anything related to my anger or getting me to calm down whatsoever but yah, that's what true friends really do for you 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She and Hoiki came over for some fun on my comp, eg. playing Sims 2. And tried to download Maple but sorry, it got stuck while downloading so I cancelled it. Oops. Haha. The original ideqa of playing Sims 2 was to see the car thing but we ended up creating a rubbish family that was deleted after. And I went to Thomson Plaza for dinner. Don't ask me why we went so far. Wasn't my idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking into Yamaha reminded me, I want to take up piano lessons again! And I want a real piano, mine's an electric one. But I saw one which cost like, $6000-7000. And it's not a grand piano. So I don't want to even guess how much a grand piano costs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall ask my mum to ask her friend to give me piano lessons again after EOYs. Muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like learning Japanese after my trip to Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like doing so many things! But I can only do stuff after EOYs! D: Anyway, I just realised, can apply for NYAA hahahaha. The 3 months thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of Japan last night. See la I miss Japan too much hahahahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;That bucket of water has been stirred up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;LOL no one will ever understand this.&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/32183657-2609981623253424804?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/2609981623253424804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=2609981623253424804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/2609981623253424804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/2609981623253424804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/09/mooncake-festival-celebs-in-school-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-563569643618604758</id><published>2008-09-12T00:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T00:08:09.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay I have finished portfolio and it was so rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm off to sleep for the long day ahead tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy中秋节! (in advance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to eat my favourite mooncakes HEHHEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I can't be bothered to think of a cheemer word) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For many reasons. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:0.1%;" &gt;The end of emo period I guess! For now, anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still feeling kinda sleepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-563569643618604758?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/563569643618604758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=563569643618604758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/563569643618604758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/563569643618604758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/09/yay-i-have-finished-portfolio-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-6858527147399584984</id><published>2008-09-11T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T21:32:06.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So disappointing, I went online to haolian that I'm not taking Maths test tomorrow because I was smart and took it today and in the end, there's practically no one online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's mooncake festival celebrations, 6-8pm or so, and we still have lessons in the morning how evil lol. I shall see if I can procure a lantern tomorrow because I feel gay now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:0;" &gt;And I hope you'll come back, though I don't think you will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post-test was good today, went with Jia Hui and Aeri to Eighteen Chefs for lunch and I was so happy when they finally served the food. Wandered around and eventually sat down at Burger King to chitchat. Talked until like, 6.45-7pm, muahamuahamuahhahaha and we were saying people were probably at home mugging for Maths test while the three of us who have the greatest possibility of failing the test were sitting there happily chatting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia Hui, Jialat and I are going to meet Mr Tan for extra lessons in Maths so yay, no Mr H's extra lessons.&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHAHHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;MWAHAHAHAHHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel like going to school tomorrow. But then, what can I do, it's Singapore, how to pon school easily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, maybe I can say I have stomach cramps. It really happened just now, Jia Hui and Aeri can testify to that :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Huiling ma'am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Shuyi ma'am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Alvin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sook Wei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;my sister. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay you're all older by a year while I'm still youngest mwahahahahha. Especially Sook Wei and Alvin, teeheehee. 14 years old and I'm a happy 13. (Actually would have been more fun to haolian last year since I could have said I was still a child and they were considered adults in some situations but nvm.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freakishly, EOYs are in 20 days or so, or something like that and I'm a goner, especially for Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;HIHI D GRADE FOR CHINESE, LET'S BE BEST FRIENDS OKAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-6858527147399584984?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/6858527147399584984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=6858527147399584984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/6858527147399584984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/6858527147399584984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-disappointing-i-went-online-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-7287030153198028720</id><published>2008-09-09T20:46:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T21:44:09.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay I'm back from Japan. Actually I arrived in Singapore at about 12.50am on Sunday, mwahha Japan was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that I now have a phobia of long rides on coaches. I'm boycotting: Japanese food(too sick of it already), waffles, McDonalds restaurant. Can't remember what else but ya.&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;/edit.&lt;/span&gt; Milk/lemon tea is Japan is disgusting, they serve you plain tes without sugar or anything and give you some syrup and milk/lemon syrup to add in the tea yourself. Tastes really plain.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in Japan are very orderly, they actually queue up to get on the escalator. And they stand on one side of the escalator. I guess if you tried that here in Singapore people will jsut take advantage and barge past you. And their service is damn good, they smile at you all the time and chatter their greetings even when it is clear you don't understand them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese people use 1 ply toilet paper. And most of their toiletbowls are those which help you wash your butt for you. But the normal flush thing is still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to:&lt;br /&gt;Universal Studios Osaka&lt;br /&gt;Tokyo Disney Sea&lt;br /&gt;Tokyo Disneyland&lt;br /&gt;Puroland (Hello Kitty and related characters; OMG CINNAMOROLL&lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;/edit.&lt;/span&gt; these were wiped out somehow &gt;_&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;Mt Fuji&lt;br /&gt;Owakudani Boiling Valley at Hakone (super smelly sulphur, like rotten eggs)&lt;br /&gt;Tokyo Tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;-PICTURES-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; GIANT CINNAMOROLL IN CAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZzRtHhvvI/AAAAAAAAAkY/vb9GDI2aT9U/s320/DSCN0668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244005564125658866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panda suit 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZzR-bqCDI/AAAAAAAAAkg/inQpyOYk6Vg/s1600-h/DSCN0669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZzR-bqCDI/AAAAAAAAAkg/inQpyOYk6Vg/s320/DSCN0669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244005568773490738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinnamoroll heaven! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZzSiI-uPI/AAAAAAAAAkw/XY9tOPXLDdg/s320/DSCN0670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244005578358831346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahaha super cute right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZzS6wKg9I/AAAAAAAAAk4/WWqA0M6QjE4/s1600-h/DSCN0671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZzS6wKg9I/AAAAAAAAAk4/WWqA0M6QjE4/s320/DSCN0671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244005584965632978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the toys I brought back :D&lt;br /&gt;Mocha &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(center)&lt;/span&gt; is mine :D The other four are for my bestest friends in the world yay! (Pushi is extra, don't mind her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZzSbMlAcI/AAAAAAAAAko/vNH5AJUNgwo/s1600-h/DSCN0721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZzSbMlAcI/AAAAAAAAAko/vNH5AJUNgwo/s320/DSCN0721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244005576494875074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I went mad hugging cinnamorolls randomly :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a cinnamoroll bag and you don't~ 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Disney Sea more than Disneyland! LOL. Andand shopping was crazy la, legs damn tired, in the end also never buy much stuff. Their clothes and shoes are nice, but the shoes are mostly with heels and short skirts. LOL. Anyway, recommendation: if you go Japan and intend to buy all those beauty and facial care products or something like that, go to Matsumoto KiYoshi. It's like so many face masks, scrubs, etc there and my sister and Steph bought one bunch of stuff and tried it for fun. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Japan's gigolos&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (we think they're gigolos anyway)&lt;/span&gt; are weird, we saw them just standing on the street, and they all have weird hair and are just somehow kind of freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZ3A7qTfhI/AAAAAAAAAlI/aIYi8u1Eco0/s1600-h/P1010233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZ3A7qTfhI/AAAAAAAAAlI/aIYi8u1Eco0/s320/P1010233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244009674018356754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some weird guy on the street doing some weird thing and he eventually got confronted by the police. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZ3ARWzvlI/AAAAAAAAAlA/Hw84bUdYDho/s1600-h/P1010227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZ3ARWzvlI/AAAAAAAAAlA/Hw84bUdYDho/s320/P1010227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244009662662295122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Railway tracks. And this is only one side of the platform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZ6iv8MsXI/AAAAAAAAAlY/mrnAynePmbM/s1600-h/DSCN0530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZ6iv8MsXI/AAAAAAAAAlY/mrnAynePmbM/s320/DSCN0530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244013553522618738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this sign's quite cool, saw at the Owakudani smelly place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZ6iz_F7zI/AAAAAAAAAlg/NZTyufk47aE/s1600-h/DSCN0548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZ6iz_F7zI/AAAAAAAAAlg/NZTyufk47aE/s320/DSCN0548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244013554608500530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuji!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZ6jZMaDTI/AAAAAAAAAlo/IVdW_QUgFhU/s1600-h/DSCN0583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZ6jZMaDTI/AAAAAAAAAlo/IVdW_QUgFhU/s320/DSCN0583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244013564596456754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaky roller coasters we saw near the highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZ6j-_G1JI/AAAAAAAAAlw/SEI-WQb06EI/s1600-h/DSCN0587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZ6j-_G1JI/AAAAAAAAAlw/SEI-WQb06EI/s320/DSCN0587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244013574741218450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZ6iRISlFI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/2UrjDDfGUsk/s1600-h/DSCN0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZ6iRISlFI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/2UrjDDfGUsk/s320/DSCN0522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244013545251837010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks so desert-y right. This is the Arabian Coast in Disney Sea and the skies happened to be void of clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZ-qjCLywI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Yk7g3ErIJV4/s1600-h/DSCN0598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZ-qjCLywI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Yk7g3ErIJV4/s320/DSCN0598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244018085543529218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwahaha MOV Confections LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZ-rES3MFI/AAAAAAAAAmA/1fmdtQfJtUY/s1600-h/DSCN0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZ-rES3MFI/AAAAAAAAAmA/1fmdtQfJtUY/s320/DSCN0617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244018094471852114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the inside of the Disney Resort railway; the 'Mt Fuji' in Disney Sea ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZ-rem5TcI/AAAAAAAAAmI/bC9xsTCpFDY/s1600-h/DSCN0640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZ-rem5TcI/AAAAAAAAAmI/bC9xsTCpFDY/s320/DSCN0640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244018101535198658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Universal Studios: look at Jaws and its queuing time. And it's supposed to be normal in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZ-rr-Tu9I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/f-MXqUHzQpY/s1600-h/P1000976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZ-rr-Tu9I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/f-MXqUHzQpY/s320/P1000976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244018105123060690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jurassic Park ride, the splash is really high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZ-rxMcEeI/AAAAAAAAAmY/l8jMuIVPRdw/s1600-h/P1000985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZ-rxMcEeI/AAAAAAAAAmY/l8jMuIVPRdw/s320/P1000985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244018106524504546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Elmo purse, found at Universal Studios. Cute right? Almost bought it but in the end I didn't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMaAxO_RD8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/kkVw5_7CFvk/s1600-h/P1010002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMaAxO_RD8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/kkVw5_7CFvk/s320/P1010002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244020399444922306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy sign doesn't make sense at all. I laugh like crap when I see this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMaAxe2tLyI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kvUIV_Fr9Gs/s1600-h/P1010070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMaAxe2tLyI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kvUIV_Fr9Gs/s320/P1010070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244020403703983906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottles of drinks we bought in Japan!I know we waste a lot of plastic but hey, the housekeepers in the hotel were going to recycle it. And we actually bought more during the trip but we threw them away instead of hoarding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMaAx6E1mLI/AAAAAAAAAmw/hwcX3BFqjS4/s1600-h/P1010276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMaAx6E1mLI/AAAAAAAAAmw/hwcX3BFqjS4/s320/P1010276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244020411011012786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of recycling, the Japanese are really good about that. Places like Macs, you pour away your drink/ice in one part, plastics like straw and drink lids in another, paper and all other stuff in another place. Cool huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Macs, I think they're really nice to smokers, but not to non-smokers. 1st and 2nd floor of Macs: smoking area. 3rd floor, non smoking area. Smart huh. Oh and they have vending machines for cigarettes there. O_O One box is like, 300yen or something. About SGD$4-5. Compare with Singapore prices of like $10 or so. HAHAHAHAH. As I say, they're nice to smokers there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing, don't ever stay at the Shinjuku Washington Hotel, 24th floor. So creepy.  &lt;a href="http://www.stamfordadvocate.com/nationandworld/ci_10397988" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.stamfordadvocate.com/nationandworld/ci_10397988&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's at night and you get creeped out easily, DON'T click on it. Seriously, I'm not trying reverse psychology here, if you'll get nightmares because you clicked on the link at night, don't blame me. No pictures though, so it's okay. The only pictures will be your imagination. Unless they updated that news article. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should shut up already, this post is damn long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one final thing. If promotion to Year 3 depends on Chinese grade, I think I will have to remain as a Year 2. My Chinese tests marks are awesome, I failed by a lot. Thanks ah, chengyus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-7287030153198028720?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/7287030153198028720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=7287030153198028720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/7287030153198028720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/7287030153198028720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/09/yay-im-back-from-japan.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_F-iOgBGsU/SMZzRtHhvvI/AAAAAAAAAkY/vb9GDI2aT9U/s72-c/DSCN0668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-3325305015943357473</id><published>2008-08-29T18:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T19:22:38.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I like being a ghost! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher's Day celebs today, our class was like a hybrid of Men in Black and some ghost show. Everyone wore black, some painted their faces white. (MEMEME!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I am very successful at dressing up as a ghost, everyone was freaked out by me and when I saw my own reflection I was like OMG. I freak myself out wth hahahha. Jia Hui was the next most successful ghost (: (pictures up next time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed over at Jolene's house last night, woke up early in the morning at 4.30am to make sandwiches for the potluck thing. Jia Yi was being an idiot who kept getting up to push the mattresses back together and snatching the blanket away when she lay back down, Joey was being the retard who ______ed, Jolene was just being drunk. I think we finaly shut up and slept at 2+, horrible right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to HGS after celebs today, met the greatest people on Earth again :D Then we just played some hopscotch in the parade square, nostalgic times. Went to eat duck rice but the stall was closed argh! Then Shirlyn had to go home and we waited for 33 for damn long to go Hoi's. I felt too tired and fell asleep at the bus stop and on the bus. Went to Ice Crean Chefs, ate yummy ice cream (no nicenice coffee flavours though! D:), came back home D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Suddenly I like orange yay! (the colour)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rargh I will be leaving Singapore in a few hours time ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DON'T SMS ME FROM 10PM TONIGHT ONWARDS!&lt;/span&gt; Unless you want your phone bill to skyrocket. Or will it be mine. Either way, just don't. I'll be back on Saturday evening D: One day left to finish up online assignments )&lt; Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32183657-3325305015943357473?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/3325305015943357473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=3325305015943357473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/3325305015943357473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/3325305015943357473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-like-being-ghost-d-teachers-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32183657.post-1107044338790135455</id><published>2008-08-28T21:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T21:01:59.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI I AM AT JOLENE'S HOUSE 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0.1%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOMEONE LIKED DA WEI&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/32183657-1107044338790135455?l=silversapph.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/feeds/1107044338790135455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32183657&amp;postID=1107044338790135455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/1107044338790135455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32183657/posts/default/1107044338790135455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silversapph.blogspot.com/2008/08/hi-i-am-at-jolenes-house-8d-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Jia-Er</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
