<?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-32365925</id><updated>2012-01-31T12:50:26.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAWR! :D</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-2503411287248723066</id><published>2009-03-18T20:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T10:15:19.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have moved people. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://rotiprada-bag.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:60;"  &gt;MOVED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-2503411287248723066?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/2503411287248723066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=2503411287248723066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/2503411287248723066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/2503411287248723066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-moved-people.html' title='I have moved people. :)'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-3603403935492964492</id><published>2009-03-07T15:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T16:01:00.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's like amnesia, oh.</title><content type='html'>Uh-huh. It's been two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know but I'm confused, happy, upset. Whatever emo shit but it's true alright. Like I'm suffering from amnesia &lt;s&gt;fuke(HAHAHAHA FUKE)&lt;/s&gt; fuck crap. Happy yeah well its the ninth week hooray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right...I don't very hooray-ish huh. Upset because my handphone is confiscated. Technically, my parents are supposed to collect it but my teacher said it was okay, so what d'ya want me to say; THANK YOU? Uh-huh thanks for confiscating my phone when another guy was using smack in front of you. Yeah thanks alot, nice work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People typical greatest achievement : Successful businessmen/women; laywer; blahblah crap shit.&lt;br /&gt;My greatest achievement : Getting a C5 for my chinese test and surviving without a HP for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great achievements aren't they, well thanks. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please. I don't what big fuck is wrong with me but I never want to see 6c4 again in my live. Ever. That overwhelming disappointment at the end of the day is enough to drive me bonkers. I'd rather not seriously. Go with a smile, back with a frown. Hell yes it happens all the time without fail, I tell you&lt;s&gt;(NO POK I SAY NO POK).&lt;/s&gt; Shit, it just slipped out before I could stop okay HAHAHAHA. :d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gawd&lt;/span&gt;, can people actually change so drastically. Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;People just change and I guess I'm one of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-3603403935492964492?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/3603403935492964492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=3603403935492964492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/3603403935492964492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/3603403935492964492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-like-amnesia-oh.html' title='It&apos;s like amnesia, oh.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-371525025123809015</id><published>2009-02-21T20:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T21:15:54.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irony you say? :)</title><content type='html'>I'm very sorry for letting my blog die okay. I'm reviving it now right so shut up. I'm pissed and I hope you can tell.&lt;br /&gt;1. My hair is in a total mess - the ends of my hair is curly and my fringe is going the wrong way; BAD HAIR DAY HOW SUCKY. D:&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't know why I have weird dry rashes all over me and I'm scratching like some sicko.&lt;br /&gt;3. My appeal to media was a total failure. I bet _ _ _  _ _ _ didn't even bother to ask the teacher I/C lor. Lazy piiggiiieeeez. :/ Okay why am I twitting, this doesn't make sense. &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;(Ah I forgot I have no sense)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I flunked my chinese test, I'm right spot on passing mark. How cool is that.&lt;br /&gt;5. There's no five but this looks cool anyway. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, let's pray hard that sunsilk conditioner helped my cannot-get-any-worse hair of mine become better shan't we. And I'll put some sticky licky moisturising cream over my body okay and I don't need your help with that. Bleagh, you a pervert or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How perfect lalala yay. Faster agree lehhhhzscdfsxzszz. Gosh, am I twitting. It's fun serious. Maybe when I'm bored I'll post liik3 thiishh 0kii3ssss. Wow I'll need a few good lessons on this, apparently. I sUcKks aT twiitttiiinGzzz. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got my earplugs plugged in with music blasting into my ear but did I just heard the kettle whistle? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Irony&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't go to school for nothing okay, I listened to my literature lesson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-371525025123809015?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/371525025123809015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=371525025123809015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/371525025123809015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/371525025123809015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-very-sorry-for-letting-my-blog-die.html' title='Irony you say? :)'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-1179841435916396851</id><published>2009-02-10T21:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T22:00:09.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fwu Lee, Chua Janice, Qi Shan omgzcx.</title><content type='html'>Yay, let's change our names by deed poll.&lt;br /&gt;Joyce Fwu Hui Wen to Joy Fwu Lee = Joyfully&lt;br /&gt;Janice Loo Zhi Min to Janice Loo Qi Shan. Whoo I love riding mountains. :D&lt;br /&gt;Shannen Chua Qi Shan to Shannen Chua Janice. Righty then you take my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super bored shit can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS. I know Joyce and Shannen love ______ and ______. But hey, I didn't say who okay. xD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-1179841435916396851?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/1179841435916396851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=1179841435916396851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/1179841435916396851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/1179841435916396851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2009/02/joy-fwu-lee-shannen-chua-janice-janice.html' title='Fwu Lee, Chua Janice, Qi Shan omgzcx.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-5487036485142583891</id><published>2009-02-07T19:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T21:15:41.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...poopyshitz, what was I gonna say?</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;HEY. SORRY PEEPS FOR NOT BLOGGING FOR SO LONG. BUT I'M WRITING NOW RIGHT, SO SHUT UP. MUAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/s&gt; Lawl, so extra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dogpoopyz, don't ask me what that was. I suppose some crazy spirit possessed me and I became crazy for a moment. Not much interesting news popping up the last ten days either. Unless you consider reading, sleeping, pooping, eating, couchpotatoing(cool okay), computering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which anyway, your sleepy look told me something, so I guess I'll just shut up. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah speaking of couch potato, I just changed my blog address. So well, RELINK LAAA. -sticks knife at your throat-&lt;br /&gt;Chill. I'm not so scary okay. Since I changed my blog address, I should change my layout as well and viola. It still has a twinge of my old blog style.&lt;br /&gt;I TELL YOU OKAY. TOUCH MY HAND BY DAVID ARCHULETA IS LIKE SO POOPSHIT NICE CAN. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONEBEEONEEE. Fine. Maybe. Cool. I guess. Not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;high&lt;/span&gt; enough.&lt;br /&gt;I like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sixceeefour&lt;/span&gt; better as a class honestly. And don't state the obvious please, CTSS&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(as in the school duh)&lt;/span&gt; is much better. And the toilets are nicer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm so random mehmeh whatever dogpoopxcz. I've switched the topic to toilets lmao. But seriously, its much cleaner and nice-smelling okay. Like they've hidden glade sport somewhere in the toilet. Wouldn't you know, it may be right under your ass where you pee. So lame right. K, I LIKE GOT THE MESSAGE ALREADY~~ I very zidong you know. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-emos at one corner-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rah its so dogpoop fast. Five weeks just rocketed past(or was it six? yeah whatever). And I failed my 听写 yes. Meh I bet I'm gonna fail the chinese test I just did on wed. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet... a five cent coin. Lawl, like who am I supposed to give it to anyway. So it doesn't matter, I should keep it for my myself rightrightright. :D Pffft, I'm so cheapskate right, just agree will you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get my history test back next week and heck I don't care, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;die-die&lt;/span&gt; must get A1. And you know taking the MRT everyday is irritating like shit. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bueh tahan&lt;/span&gt;, english enough right, still must chant in chinese, malay and tamil. Seriously &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bueh tahan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Jurong East Interchange. Passengers who are continuing their journey towards Woodlands or Ang Mo Kio, please proceed to the middle platform. Jurong East Interchange.&lt;br /&gt;Boon Lay. This train service terminates at this station. All passengers please alight. Thank you for traveling with SMRT. Boon Lay.&lt;/blockquote&gt;They sound like nuns wtf. No, I'm not insulting nuns okay. I'm talking about the SMRT people fat problem. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have much better things to deal with so shoo. -crumples SMRT chants and dumps into incinerator- LAWL, like I can even go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is like unsolved jigsaw puzzle here, hello? Like, life is so short. So shouldn't I stop studying and enjoy life, for all you know, I may drop dead tomorrow(CHOICHOICHOI). But what if I don't drop dead? Then my future becomes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Dead&lt;/span&gt;. So well, I have to study. But what if I do die during my education life and I haven't enjoyed life enough. Wasted right@!~?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So any kid wanna fix the tiny pieces(its my brain, by the way, not some cutie donald duck and mickey mouse saving the day jigsaw puzzle) together for me? But yes, you could call it a brain puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so confused and its sunday tomorrow and I don't even know if there is that little bit of link between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh. Gawd&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/32365925-5487036485142583891?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/5487036485142583891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=5487036485142583891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/5487036485142583891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/5487036485142583891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2009/02/poopyshitz-what-was-i-gonna-say.html' title='...poopyshitz, what was I gonna say?'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-3362728879631734583</id><published>2009-01-25T14:47:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T21:19:43.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quit being so biased, woman.</title><content type='html'>I HATE THAT WOMAN. SHE DOESN'T ALLOW MY SISTER TO BUY ONE TUBE FOR CNY. $33.30, ITS PRETTY STEEP FOR A CLOTHING, YES, BUT HELLO? ITS CNY FAT WOMAN, GET THAT INTO YOUR HEAD. YOU GIVE HER A COLD SHOULDER NOW, SINCE SHE STILL BOUGHT IT REGARDLESS. THE NEXT MOMENT YOU'RE SO KIND TO MY BROTHER. TELLING HIM TO BUY MORE CLOTHES. DAMN, MAKE IT BEGGING. SO DESPERATE UNTIL SO &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ZIDONG&lt;/span&gt; HELP HIM BUY CLOTHES. TWO FUGLY PANTS FOR 50 BUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;WOMAN ASKED ME TO HELP HER HOLD A BOOK IN THE CAR. SO I JUST PUT IT ON THE SEAT. MY BROTHER THROW THE BOOK TO ME, SAY WHAT SHIT I MUST&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; HOLD&lt;/span&gt;. THEN I THREW IT BACK TO HIM AND HE CALLED ME CHILDISH. HE THREW AT ME AGAIN WTF, SO CHILDISH RIGHT. WE KEPT THREWING UNTIL THAT WOMAN SCOLDED. HELL HER, SHE SCOLDED ME FOR STARTING THE QUARRELL WHEN SHE KNEW IT WAS MY BROTHER. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FARK&lt;/span&gt; LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Biased&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect word to describe you, woman. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on holiday mood, baby, don't spoil it, woman -switches channel back to OKTO-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so high now manszx. I have officially escaped from my tiny cocoon and break free. 3 weeks; Ample time to shake off my silence and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guaikia&lt;/span&gt; act in school yup. :)&lt;br /&gt;Hang on - rewind. Oh bloody hell, I've lost track of time lmao. Don't worry, my ass is still intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck anyway. Its CNY eve today yay. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LAILAILAI&lt;/span&gt;, ME WANT HONGBAO. :D&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to calculate the amount of money I'm receiving tomorrow. Its my favourite festival/season, whatever you name. I'm so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;materialistic&lt;/span&gt;; money-minded. But its human nature. We &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; money to live on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;It's only normal. Honestly.&lt;br /&gt;Just that I'll have to pay a price - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ah ma, ah gong, yi po, ah po, auntie, uncle&lt;/span&gt;. Yup. But in exchange of cash its oh-so-perfect for me, so tyvm. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;I ♥ CNY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;. GONG XI FA CAI!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-3362728879631734583?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/3362728879631734583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=3362728879631734583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/3362728879631734583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/3362728879631734583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2009/01/quit-being-so-biased-woman.html' title='Quit being so biased, woman.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-8638952036239318532</id><published>2009-01-22T20:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T20:54:13.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its so hectic man, oh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I am so suay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, seriously, yes I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class-parent just changed the entire class seating arrangement. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hectic&lt;/span&gt; manzsx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;It was pretty bad enough to sit beside Daniel. Chatty, act &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;piakia&lt;/span&gt; yeah.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EDIT : DON'T ACT PAIKIA BUT CHATTY OKAY.&lt;/span&gt; Yes, Daniel Lee but not from SQPS. :O&lt;br /&gt;But I switched again to sit beside some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;emo nemo&lt;/span&gt; Yi Hang(?) guy. Behind me, Benny with super fat long legs kicking my chair and in front of me another Benny the&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;'&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oh-so-good&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;'&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; opera singer. Yes, seriously. D:&lt;br /&gt;Hey there, I'm wearing a white curly hair wig with some wooden hammer in my hands, screaming, "VIOLENT OBJECTION!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, there's no one paying much attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway. Today was the last day of CCA orientation. &lt;s&gt;Finally.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY ME, I THINK I'M GONNA JOIN MULTIMEDIA SERVICES.&lt;br /&gt;LALALA, LOOKS SO COOL MANZSX. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-8638952036239318532?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/8638952036239318532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=8638952036239318532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/8638952036239318532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/8638952036239318532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-so-hectic-man-oh.html' title='Its so hectic man, oh.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-8251893783653110857</id><published>2009-01-17T15:14:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T21:43:31.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm backy from expire camp, peeps! :D</title><content type='html'>I just discovered something.&lt;br /&gt;Not a really good something either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY, BUT I BLUSH WHEN I TALK FACE TO FACE WITH BOYS. ANY BOYS.&lt;br /&gt;OK, except my dad + brother. So when I'm talking, its as if I like him. Oh god.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna book myself on a hypnosis course. Blushing while talking to guys; Zap it gone.&lt;br /&gt;This is oh-so-shitty. Honestly. What shit is this. Yes, I know shitting is good for your body, but of all shit. So not this species, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;As if shit has species too ._."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, that was pretty lame. Anyway, I just got back from aspire camp yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why but all my principals recite it as&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; expire&lt;/span&gt; camp.&lt;br /&gt;LALA, I WENT TO A EXPIRED CAMP OMG. :O&lt;br /&gt;It's the best school camp I've been to, seriously. They don't torture us.&lt;br /&gt;AND I ♥ MY SLS WHOOOO. YOU PEOPLE ROCK MANZCXS.&lt;br /&gt;I admit most of the concurrent activities were pretty boring, but the obstacle course was fun fun fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;I was practically blanket with mud&lt;em&gt;(super exaggeration)&lt;/em&gt;. And JiaXian looked as if she just came out of the shower in clean clothes laaa.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is a non-abnormal camp so we had cheers too. I SCREAMED LIKE A MAD ASS. But it didn't seem apparent &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at all&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I was told I was too soft. I SCREAMED LIKE I JUST ESCAPED OUT OF WOODBRIDGE CAN. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"  &gt;OH B1 YOU SO FINE,&lt;br /&gt;YOU SO FINE YOU BLOW MY MIND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH B1...! B1.....!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Our class didn't win, but oh well. Never mind.&lt;br /&gt;No pictures taken, apologies. I didn't wanna bring my HP along, sorry yes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-8251893783653110857?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/8251893783653110857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=8251893783653110857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/8251893783653110857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/8251893783653110857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-went-for-expire-camp-yey.html' title='I&apos;m backy from expire camp, peeps! :D'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-5173292478914332774</id><published>2009-01-10T11:39:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T19:28:25.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ♥ RAISINS. Like hell I do. :D</title><content type='html'>My hands are itchy like anything. So long x64835 since I've touched the computer.&lt;br /&gt;School's pretty fun but bad thing is, no one really talks to me so you see, I'm so &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;anti-social&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I've changed, yes, I have. Just looking back at my blog's archive the difference is so &lt;----wide----&gt;. I never used to be so anti-social la.&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;Wait.&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes. (sorry, I'm recalling.)&lt;br /&gt;They do talk(heng I'm not serious case), BUT IT'S ALL IN&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; CHINESE&lt;/span&gt; WTF LAAAA. D:&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I know I 'must be positive!' &lt;s&gt;high time I improve my chinese, hmm yes?&lt;/s&gt; Er, total no-no. I've not gonna be so naive, oh please. Like it would really improve by speaking. I'm not cut-out for chinese, or whatever you call it, fullstop&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, its not that bad if I have at least a good chinese teacher. Point is, I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;yirn wei tar shii zhorrng guo rren mah! jiaang huar hao kuaaai arh!&lt;/span&gt; Yes, I so 99% can't catch up.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't understand, well then she's from china and she speaks really fast. By typing those out, I'm not being racist alright?&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, like &lt;s&gt;Mdm Stone&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;shi(stone) laoshi&lt;/span&gt; would read my blog. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhmmm yeah, hmmmm, ooh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Lawl.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like having s... Like ha-ha. Perverts, don't get too excited too soon. -__-&lt;br /&gt;I'm just eating raisins. :D&lt;br /&gt;Now yes, that was lame. I'm bored like anything. Done all my homework excluding D&amp;amp;T. Its pretty weird, I thought Home Economics always came first, uh?&lt;br /&gt;RETARDEDDDDDD D&amp;amp;T HOMEWORK. Need to bring a product and start advertising it to the class about the target market and blahings.&lt;br /&gt;HOME ECONS NICER LAAAAAAA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang.&lt;br /&gt;My dad's home, I've gotta keep that box of raisins.&lt;br /&gt;==================================================&lt;br /&gt;Oh hi, I'm back. And yes I have to go now.&lt;br /&gt;BYE PEEPS. I WON'T BE BACK SO SOON OK. Pray for projects I suppose? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-5173292478914332774?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/5173292478914332774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=5173292478914332774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/5173292478914332774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/5173292478914332774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2009/01/gee-my-hands-are-itchy-like-anything.html' title='I ♥ RAISINS. Like hell I do. :D'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-4995509442831912200</id><published>2009-01-04T20:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T14:13:12.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm, alright yeah.</title><content type='html'>School's good so far. So far in a day, at least.&lt;br /&gt;OK, only a short post. I gotta off at 9. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, to reply tags at my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Jasmine : LATELATELATE HAPPY NEW YEAR. Yup, thanks. :D&lt;br /&gt;Soph : Er...? Right, I think I smsed you already. And its practically used as a exclamation. :O&lt;br /&gt;KahKeng : LOL, yeah &lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;horny&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;cute. -___- ?&lt;br /&gt;Ian : Er, OK.&lt;br /&gt;Wai Lwin : Hmmm, alright, I guess? Not crappy. :)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIANNESS X21938472359238740653. SCHOOL TOMORROW AGAIN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-4995509442831912200?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/4995509442831912200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=4995509442831912200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/4995509442831912200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/4995509442831912200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2009/01/schools-good-so-far.html' title='Hmmm, alright yeah.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-4457272098490142645</id><published>2009-01-01T19:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T14:12:03.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Demoralised. Excited. Depressed.</title><content type='html'>Yup that's exactly how I feel right now. If you have a word for these altogether do tell me. I threw my lousy thesaurus away some time ago, you see. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Decitessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well fine, not too bad either. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the start of a whole new school; new environment, new friends. I suppose it would be pretty fun with all subjects different and how's the school system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh like ha-di-ha-ha, who the heck am I kidding, really?&lt;br /&gt;Its just back to crappy school, with crappy subjects and perhaps crappy friends. Of course, they ain't crap, its me who's talking. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I'm anti-social.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anti-social yup, its really hard to get along. Not that I enjoy it right? That's more of a statement than a question by the way.&lt;br /&gt;To my best friends who are reading this : YOU PEEPS ARE A TOTAL DIFFERENT STORY OK, SO YES, DON'T WORRY. :D&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I could stick back to 6c4 and as a class forever(when I mean forever, I mean up to the day I start working).&lt;br /&gt;Those who stay back are pretty lucky too OK. You don't have the mind the study but at least you have friends.&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Right, its starting to sound pretty insulting. But that's besides the point, heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New enviornment; New friends; New classroom; New teachers; New canteen; New uniform.&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, its gonna be super freeeeeeaky la. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, enough of schooling.&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAYS ARE OVER, NUUUUUUUUUU. No more computer. Its almost impossible, seriously, to study with a computer right beside me. Very, very tempting.&lt;br /&gt;I can easily tell my mum that construction outside is really on my nerves, slam the door shut and switch on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, so I'm that addicted if you don't know. :)&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, no way. I can't possibly do that la. Dishonesty is so not the best policy, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;. So well, plan A(first and the last) will fail x9183472836 a thousand and one percent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am officially&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; decitessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt; and horny&lt;/s&gt;. OMFF NOT HORNY, PLEASE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-4457272098490142645?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/4457272098490142645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=4457272098490142645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/4457272098490142645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/4457272098490142645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2009/01/demoralised.html' title='Demoralised. Excited. Depressed.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-1267215845626829752</id><published>2008-12-31T17:52:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T14:11:20.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The limo's waiting for you over there, 2008. :(:)</title><content type='html'>OH BYEBYEBYEBYE 2008. I don't know whether I should put on a happy or a sad expression. :(:) &lt;--How's that? &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Heck anyway, HELLO 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some MS's screenshots. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVtBj3oBkiI/AAAAAAAAAg4/VOg3V_fjzrc/s1600-h/MS3.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285890672132461090" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVtBj3oBkiI/AAAAAAAAAg4/VOg3V_fjzrc/s320/MS3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;NOONOO(?) THE SNOWMAN. Ouch, snowball hit us. Fine, &lt;em&gt;1 damage = ouch&lt;/em&gt; OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVtBjnYMRdI/AAAAAAAAAgw/-Z1mtUI3DIw/s1600-h/MS2.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285890667771086290" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVtBjnYMRdI/AAAAAAAAAgw/-Z1mtUI3DIw/s320/MS2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVtBkYrmPjI/AAAAAAAAAhI/R942e5Cmszk/s1600-h/MS5.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285890681005817394" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVtBkYrmPjI/AAAAAAAAAhI/R942e5Cmszk/s320/MS5.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omff I'm a fat yeti, roflmao. I want snowman laaaaaaaa wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVtBjZFQAZI/AAAAAAAAAgo/lusb80KqxPw/s1600-h/MS1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285890663933542802" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVtBjZFQAZI/AAAAAAAAAgo/lusb80KqxPw/s320/MS1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVtBkOEncrI/AAAAAAAAAhA/sDG--GeBXoE/s1600-h/MS4.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285890678157963954" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVtBkOEncrI/AAAAAAAAAhA/sDG--GeBXoE/s320/MS4.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh-lala. Kiss me, &lt;s&gt;baby&lt;/s&gt; turtle! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, I used someone else's account. But don't worry, I'm trustworthy. :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND YAYNESS, I PASSED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVtgVBNzNhI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/m1xQfi8vb9c/s1600-h/2008_12_29_19.20.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285924501869245970" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVtgVBNzNhI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/m1xQfi8vb9c/s320/2008_12_29_19.20.7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a mere four more fours to midnight; 2009. HELLOHELLOHELLO! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ha-di-ha-ha, right, school's reopening so soon wth. - groan -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-1267215845626829752?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/1267215845626829752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=1267215845626829752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/1267215845626829752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/1267215845626829752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-byebyebyebye-2008.html' title='The limo&apos;s waiting for you over there, 2008. :(:)'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVtBj3oBkiI/AAAAAAAAAg4/VOg3V_fjzrc/s72-c/MS3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-7027448164115122044</id><published>2008-12-28T19:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T14:10:41.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUEEZE.</title><content type='html'>I'm super bored yey. Righty, more &lt;em&gt;queezes&lt;/em&gt;. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 . What is your full name?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janice Loo Zhi Min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 . Do you love your name?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janice &lt;s&gt;Loo&lt;/s&gt; Zhi Min. Thats about it yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 . Name something that made u worried today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Worried? Whether this quiz would ever end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 . Who made you laugh today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 . Who do you look like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Oh, Joanne Peh&lt;/s&gt; Don't be stupid. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 . Who is the last person you visited in the hospital?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A patient. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 . Who is the last person who SMSed you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellis Yeeeeeeeeeeeeee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 . What do you like most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't list down can. Zillions of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 . Do you have any relationship before?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFF tons. Father-daughter / mother-daughter / sister-sister / brother-sister kind? O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 . Can you type your name with your eyes close?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;jsuvejsnocr&lt;/s&gt; Janice TA-DAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 . Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 . What do you want to do now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Use my remote to rewind time back to the start of holidays again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13 . What are you holding now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the heck do I hold something when I'm typing?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14 . What are you looking at now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fat screeeeeenn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15 . Who is your best friend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mehmeh, I'm friendless. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16 . Who do you miss right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I toldya' I'm friendless. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17 . Who made you sad the last time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Last time I don't know. BUT YOU'RE MAKING ME SAD NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18 . What do you intend to do right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Hit alt + F4 and end this quiz.&lt;/s&gt; Naw. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19 . Name 10 people whom you want to do this quiz :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Janice.&lt;br /&gt;Loo.&lt;br /&gt;Zhi.&lt;br /&gt;Min.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WenHui.&lt;br /&gt;Celeste.&lt;br /&gt;JiaHui.&lt;br /&gt;XueNing.&lt;br /&gt;SzuJin.&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine.&lt;br /&gt;May.&lt;br /&gt;WaiLwin.(WAHAHA, BACK TO YOU)&lt;br /&gt;Huiyuh.&lt;br /&gt;Yanni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Boredly boredful borednessly bored&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Me and my crappenings yup. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-7027448164115122044?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/7027448164115122044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=7027448164115122044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/7027448164115122044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/7027448164115122044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-super-bored-yey.html' title='QUEEZE.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-5176810960073598786</id><published>2008-12-26T15:37:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T14:09:49.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in a function room. Like ho-ho-ho.</title><content type='html'>So okaay, fine. Christmas is over, - SNAP - just like that. Not very christmassy but ohoh~&lt;br /&gt;Like hello? For one, who's wants to spend the joyful festive season in a apartment's function room. And presents weren't really presents; mine were cash. - Sigh -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait. Come to think of it, cash ain't that bad either. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its fun to sit cross-legged and start ripping presents lined-up in front of you one by one and shriek at every ripped present. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having my second Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using my 20 bucks I spent it on A-cash(duh) and oh boy, I made gianormous disaster&lt;u&gt;s&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 . I KEYED IN THE SERIAL CODE INTO THE WRONG ACCOUNT. Alright fine, just send the items over to the other account.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 . I bought the item and forgot to change duration to indefinite RAWR. Oh hell, I wasted 2.7k cash. So i just re-bought the hair and heck care the boots. D:&lt;br /&gt;3 . IF THERE'S A THIRD I THINK MY BRAIN MIGHT HAVE BEEN FRIED UP INTO PIECES AND MY HEART EXPLODED. Exaggeration yes. -__-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Righty, my before and after results(like some slimming centre here lmao~)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVST91BSecI/AAAAAAAAAgg/JPW0Ss8oEvs/s1600-h/audibefore.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284010953226222018" style="width: 143px; height: 313px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVST91BSecI/AAAAAAAAAgg/JPW0Ss8oEvs/s320/audibefore.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;-(BEFORE) &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVST9XmGgWI/AAAAAAAAAgY/752q3-hLD7w/s1600-h/audiafter.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284010945327563106" style="width: 146px; height: 312px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVST9XmGgWI/AAAAAAAAAgY/752q3-hLD7w/s320/audiafter.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;-(AFTER)&lt;/p&gt;Well OK, they both have some constipated look on their faces rofl.&lt;br /&gt;Gahh, that stupid boots. Only for seven days BLEAGH.&lt;br /&gt;So yes, lets not talk about lame, virtue things(oh, like look who's talking HAHA). Down to reailty; 6 more days to a whole new secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES, &lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY TO MY SISTER&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;Uh-huh, since its boxing day, I have the right to box you, no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-5176810960073598786?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/5176810960073598786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=5176810960073598786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/5176810960073598786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/5176810960073598786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-okaay-fine.html' title='Christmas in a function room. Like ho-ho-ho.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVST91BSecI/AAAAAAAAAgg/JPW0Ss8oEvs/s72-c/audibefore.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-8904878575299823557</id><published>2008-12-25T08:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T14:08:35.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Point one, point two, point three; there.</title><content type='html'>Alrighty, 3 main points of this post lalala.&lt;br /&gt;1 . Admire my oh-so-beautiful new blogskin. Being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haolian&lt;/span&gt; now and then should be alri... -SLAP-&lt;br /&gt;Oh, fine. \:&lt;br /&gt;2 . Christmas yey! HOHOHO.&lt;br /&gt;3 . Posting up pictures taken in Malaysia. Its pretty boring so you could perhaps skip point 3.&lt;br /&gt;==============================================================&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as I was saying :&lt;br /&gt;Check out my new blogskin. Love Story by Taylor Swift, mmm. Awesomest song. :D&lt;br /&gt;Really similar to my previous but I think this is nicer anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, ITS CHRISTMAS TODAY. &lt;s&gt;IREALLYREALLYWANT@CASH&lt;/s&gt; Bother just ignore that, like you're really gonna be so kind.&lt;br /&gt;HOHOHO! -runs fingers through my white beard(oh get real, please)- BUT I'M NOT GONNA BE YOUR SANTA CLAUS SO GO ON AND CONTINUE TO YOUR LONG WAIT UNDER THE CHIMNEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally to the pictures. Lotsa random pictures, so oh well.&lt;br /&gt;We went to Austin Hill, huge resort with gianormous golf course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLWl_gvGRI/AAAAAAAAAeo/aKbx2iBc5IA/s1600-h/DSCF1633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283521261051255058" style="width: 240px; cursor: pointer; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLWl_gvGRI/AAAAAAAAAeo/aKbx2iBc5IA/s320/DSCF1633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some artistic picture of the resort. It just seems more like conference rooms, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLWlQ151NI/AAAAAAAAAeY/NjUjD0tTcNU/s1600-h/DSC00485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283521248523572434" style="width: 240px; cursor: pointer; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLWlQ151NI/AAAAAAAAAeY/NjUjD0tTcNU/s320/DSC00485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLWleZpzEI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/bS9H6k1-FRo/s1600-h/DSC00484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283521252163177538" style="width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLWleZpzEI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/bS9H6k1-FRo/s320/DSC00484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can see the parrot sucking something from the cactus? Its a very weird flat cactus yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLWmHZw7WI/AAAAAAAAAew/3j7BzQA_kxQ/s1600-h/DSCF1637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283521263169498466" style="width: 240px; cursor: pointer; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLWmHZw7WI/AAAAAAAAAew/3j7BzQA_kxQ/s320/DSCF1637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The swimming pool. Coolio, has a slide. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLWlk2CYsI/AAAAAAAAAeg/IT03Dj7BoRw/s1600-h/DSC00495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283521253892842178" style="width: 240px; cursor: pointer; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLWlk2CYsI/AAAAAAAAAeg/IT03Dj7BoRw/s320/DSC00495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our unit room had a b-e-a-utiful(copyrighted from bruce almighty roflmao) view of the golf course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLZroo6yoI/AAAAAAAAAfA/pvAbUhCD5lw/s1600-h/DSCF1647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283524656525658754" style="width: 240px; cursor: pointer; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLZroo6yoI/AAAAAAAAAfA/pvAbUhCD5lw/s320/DSCF1647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLZrffnT8I/AAAAAAAAAe4/gBPkQ_DEQvE/s1600-h/DSCF1643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283524654070714306" style="width: 240px; cursor: pointer; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLZrffnT8I/AAAAAAAAAe4/gBPkQ_DEQvE/s320/DSCF1643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; clothy&lt;/span&gt; christmas tree(?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLZr5YKuaI/AAAAAAAAAfI/30qs85tEHnM/s1600-h/DSCF1652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283524661018802594" style="width: 240px; cursor: pointer; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLZr5YKuaI/AAAAAAAAAfI/30qs85tEHnM/s320/DSCF1652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLcJb4kamI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/h6dX8q7vQeg/s1600-h/DSCF1668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283527367520971362" style="width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLcJb4kamI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/h6dX8q7vQeg/s320/DSCF1668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ROOM IS GIANORMOUS.(yes, my brother's celafaring on the bed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLcJnkKnwI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Trz76LM7uZ8/s1600-h/DSCF1683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283527370656620290" style="width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLcJnkKnwI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Trz76LM7uZ8/s320/DSCF1683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLcKRvnW3I/AAAAAAAAAfo/Y6IdQ17PGBE/s1600-h/DSCF1703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283527381978930034" style="width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLcKRvnW3I/AAAAAAAAAfo/Y6IdQ17PGBE/s320/DSCF1703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLcKNCWFxI/AAAAAAAAAfg/ZI44nLOnpgs/s1600-h/DSCF1699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283527380715312914" style="width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLcKNCWFxI/AAAAAAAAAfg/ZI44nLOnpgs/s320/DSCF1699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glass reflection - my mum, my sister and me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLcKowfZGI/AAAAAAAAAfw/KjUGWrhXuwo/s1600-h/DSCF1809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283527388156617826" style="width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLcKowfZGI/AAAAAAAAAfw/KjUGWrhXuwo/s320/DSCF1809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tesco, shopping mall. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLdjxrmnyI/AAAAAAAAAf4/rR-oLMXlktU/s1600-h/DSCF1810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283528919560396578" style="width: 240px; cursor: pointer; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLdjxrmnyI/AAAAAAAAAf4/rR-oLMXlktU/s320/DSCF1810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jusco, another shopping mall. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLdkQ8qYVI/AAAAAAAAAgA/EtP-AnJSMyM/s1600-h/DSCF1857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283528927953445202" style="width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLdkQ8qYVI/AAAAAAAAAgA/EtP-AnJSMyM/s320/DSCF1857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM! OK, I look kinda stupid but I'm sorta like a silhouette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLdkREQMDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/AOhWOeughLo/s1600-h/DSCF1859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283528927985283122" style="width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLdkREQMDI/AAAAAAAAAgI/AOhWOeughLo/s320/DSCF1859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLdlUeXIGI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/0Coy6sBk4v8/s1600-h/DSCF1884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283528946079965282" style="width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLdlUeXIGI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/0Coy6sBk4v8/s320/DSCF1884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate here super often. The mango ice blended here's really good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-8904878575299823557?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/8904878575299823557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=8904878575299823557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/8904878575299823557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/8904878575299823557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/12/ok-3-main-points-of-this-post-lalala.html' title='Point one, point two, point three; there.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SVLWl_gvGRI/AAAAAAAAAeo/aKbx2iBc5IA/s72-c/DSCF1633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-3551479785542494789</id><published>2008-12-23T14:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T14:06:31.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The world's never fair. D:</title><content type='html'>OK, back from malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO MOOD TO POST RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;I'M CURRENTLY SITTING AT HOME WHILE THE REST ARE WATCHING TWILIGHT. AND THIS IS TOTALLY STUPID. The woodlands checkpoint lah wtf.&lt;br /&gt;Spent more than 30minutes there wtffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff. I wanna run to GV, grab a seat and see Isabella Swan kissing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; right now. Like ew, but its still pretty cool anyway. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst part is I can't play audition now, some stupid client patch till 6pm. OH WHAT SHIT, MY UNLUCKY DAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-3551479785542494789?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/3551479785542494789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=3551479785542494789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/3551479785542494789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/3551479785542494789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/12/ok-back-from-malaysia.html' title='The world&apos;s never fair. D:'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-2197182020603633819</id><published>2008-12-19T18:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T14:03:55.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YUP, I'M CLEMENTEEN.</title><content type='html'>Clementi town wasn't bad, really. For one, I can bring my HP, plus wear ankle socks. :D&lt;br /&gt;And my senior was coolio too, but I've forgotten her name already. My form teacher kinda funny too. But I'll only know when lessons start, yes. :x&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't find any shuqunite in CTSS. Not even a peep, omg la. Alot from &lt;u&gt;Henry Park&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Clementi Pri&lt;/u&gt; x_x&lt;br /&gt;My class called 1B1. Mixed students, no top classes, no bottom either. So its like back to primary 1 and 2 good old days huh.&lt;br /&gt;There's two Bryans and two &lt;s&gt;gledicegladisgladdice&lt;/s&gt; Gladys(ALRIGHT, I HAVE NO IDEA HOWTA SPELL THIS NAME).&lt;br /&gt;After that we were &lt;s&gt;forced&lt;/s&gt; told to introduce ourselves. When the seniors came to my seat, one of the girl said my uniform very cool lmao. 'Cause everybody elses were white and blue/white and white/white and maroon, and suddenly pinks stipes and grey skirt haha.&lt;br /&gt;The new uniform felt really alien. I had to tuck in my school uniform omg. Nope, so not used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very next major problem - CCA @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, the thing is I'm roflmao right now 'cause of that hideous heinekens advertisement. The first lady said, "You friend the bombs right?" And the last lady, "chichajikchijakchi." &lt;---roflmao Q_Q&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-2197182020603633819?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/2197182020603633819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=2197182020603633819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/2197182020603633819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/2197182020603633819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/12/clementi-town-wasnt-bad-really.html' title='YUP, I&apos;M CLEMENTEEN.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-4240956590543918438</id><published>2008-12-18T10:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T14:00:13.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm running running running towards you. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;CLEMENTI TOWN HERE I COME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, you can guess thats where I'm going. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wenhui got into swisscottage, nuuuu. I was deciding between swisscottage and clementi town. I didn't mind either anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't heard of anyone going CTSS too. Damn it. I'm gonna be so lonely. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-4240956590543918438?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/4240956590543918438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=4240956590543918438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/4240956590543918438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/4240956590543918438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/12/clementi-town-here-i-come.html' title='I&apos;m running running running towards you. :)'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-2810988418628489995</id><published>2008-12-17T08:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T13:59:16.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's brood over our 100 year future yup.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100 years &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt; Five For Fighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/G7HiB_-mZ6/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/G7HiB_-mZ6/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I’m 15 for a moment'&lt;br /&gt;Caught in between 10 and 20&lt;br /&gt;And I’m just dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Counting the ways to where you are &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m 22 for a moment&lt;br /&gt;And she feels better than ever&lt;br /&gt;And we’re on fire&lt;br /&gt;Making our way back from Mars &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 there's still time for you&lt;br /&gt;Time to buy and time to lose&lt;br /&gt;15 there’s never a wish better than this&lt;br /&gt;When you've only got a hundred years to live... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m 33 for a moment&lt;br /&gt;still the man, but you see I’m a they&lt;br /&gt;A kid on the way, babe&lt;br /&gt;A family on my mind &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m 45 for a moment&lt;br /&gt;The sea is high&lt;br /&gt;And I’m heading into a crisis&lt;br /&gt;Chasing the years of my life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 there's still time for you&lt;br /&gt;Time to buy and time to lose yourself&lt;br /&gt;Within a morning star&lt;br /&gt;15 I’m all right with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;15 there’s never a wish better than this&lt;br /&gt;When you've only got a hundred years to live... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halftime goes by&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly you’re wise&lt;br /&gt;Another blink of an eye&lt;br /&gt;67 is gone&lt;br /&gt;the sun is getting high&lt;br /&gt;We’re moving on... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m 99 for a moment&lt;br /&gt;I’m dying for just another moment&lt;br /&gt;And I’m just dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Counting the ways to where you are &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 there's still time for you&lt;br /&gt;22 I feel her too&lt;br /&gt;33 you're on your way&lt;br /&gt;Every day's a new day&lt;br /&gt;15 there’s still time for you&lt;br /&gt;Time to buy and time to choose&lt;br /&gt;Hey 15 there’s never a wish better than this&lt;br /&gt;When you've only got a hundred years to live&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel in love with this song. The lyrics is awesomely meaningful, yup. OK, but I don't deny 100 years is kinda longgggg. If I can live for a century, its a total '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;woah&lt;/span&gt;' already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A moment of silence for this song(lmao)&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm brooding over it for a moment,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The next I'm not&lt;/em&gt; haha. } NO TUNE ONE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hmmm, nothing happened must recently other than my daily routine of waking up, eating breakfast, switching on my computer, eating lunch AND I DON'T HAVE TO CONTINUE, yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh well, I'm totally bored like shit lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOMORROW : RESULTS OF SCHOOL POSTING.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;- screams hysterically -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-2810988418628489995?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/2810988418628489995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=2810988418628489995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/2810988418628489995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/2810988418628489995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/12/100-years-by-five-for-fighting-im-15.html' title='Let&apos;s brood over our 100 year future yup.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-7670521796894459708</id><published>2008-12-12T14:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T13:57:22.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONSTIPATION THEME PARK, YOU MEAN? :B</title><content type='html'>RAWR, I'm back from chalet. IT.WAS.SO.SUPER.FUN.LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ESCAPEEEEEE AND CHALET. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;rocks rocks rocks rocks rocks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to ETP with &lt;strong&gt;Wenhui, Xuening, Yanni, HuiYuh, KK and Edwin&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;INVERTER AND RAINBOW CLOSED, nuuuuuuuuuuuuu.&lt;br /&gt;Inverter closed still OK, RAINBOW NOT OK, OK! Everytime I go ETP, its closed. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The flipper&lt;/strong&gt;(teacup) was our first stop. I WAS CONSTIPATING LAH haha. I didn't dare to open my eyes, the whole plate was turning and teacup was turning too, so it was pretty much like &lt;em&gt;earth revolving around the sun and rotating around its own axis all the same&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;When it gets to the highest point then suddenly drop downwards, its like scaryyyyy. I DON'T BELIEVE IT LAH, WENHUI, EDWIN AND KK CAN STILL OPEN THEIR EYES WIDE OPEN.&lt;br /&gt;Yakult thing was fun, but there's the thing down there that will hurt guys' kuku. Yes, we all go, "EWWW" but face it, it does hurt, no? -CORRUPTION IN MIND HAS OFFICIALLY OCCURRED-&lt;br /&gt;Then we sat the viking ship. Hoho, I was practically constipating too. Its pretty fun, when you go upwards 80 degrees and drop back down .__.&lt;br /&gt;Its like my body against the speed of the ship is faster when going up, so I'm flying off faster then the speed of the ship is going. But when I'm coming down, its otherwise. So it feels like I can't feel the ground when its coming downwards.&lt;br /&gt;OK tell me, does that even made &lt;u&gt;sense&lt;/u&gt; to you? -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WET AND WILD&lt;/strong&gt; TOTALLY FUN FUN FUN LAH. Wenhui sat behind me and we passed by those speakers playing music. And WH was singing, "&lt;em&gt;DON'T YOU WISH YOUR GIRLFRIEND WAS HOT LIKE ME&lt;/em&gt;" HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;When coming down the slide I forgot whether I even remembered to scream my lungs out but I guessed no. My throat wasn't even hoarse or something. Focusing too much of my concentration on the best way to get least wet. Turned out I was still frigging wet, but not as much as the person behind me xD&lt;br /&gt;Family roller coaster was good, but not the best. After that went to BK for lunchhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too tired then, so I think after lunch my last ride was go-kart. I GIVE UP MAN. I just managed the minimum height(YES, I AM SO SHORT LAH WTH), so steering was pretty difficult. Accelerating and braking was a total tough job for me, but oh well, nice experience. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY, CHECKING IN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was raining, so we stayed indoors. Maybe the rain washed out some of my memory of what happened before BBQ at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just bounced on the bed, listening to &lt;strong&gt;'bounce simi'&lt;/strong&gt; song haha. AND RENCE, YOUR PILLOW SMELLS LIKE @#$%#&amp;amp;#$!*#@$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that watched TV, ate BBQ food yum, and watched more TV. HuiYuh left first and following by XueNing and KK. Remaining people - &lt;strong&gt;Wenhui, Yanni, Terence, OnnSeng and Edwin&lt;/strong&gt;. OK, plus OnnSeng's two little brothers and his mum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleeping was hell man. FOR ONE, THE BOYS SO NOISY LAH, WATCHING SOME MOVIE AND EATING CHIPS. SECOND, IT WAS FRIGGING CCC-COLDDD CAN. &lt;s&gt;But we woke at 9am, 2 hours more than my usual waking time.&lt;/s&gt; No, I woke up at 8am because of fat edwin's snoreee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Checked out at about 10, had breakfast at coffee shop and than headed to JP. JP2 EXTENSION IS GIANORMOUS LIKE ANYTHING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;---------this much GIANORMOUS---------&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took some random pictures. I HAD A REALLY CUTE PICTURE OF WENHUI BUT SHE DELETED IT.NUUUUUUUU, IHATEYOUTOTHECOREMAN haha, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SUIVzvMhBXI/AAAAAAAAAeA/1eSI9XvR5vI/s1600-h/DSC01177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278805691818116466" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SUIVzvMhBXI/AAAAAAAAAeA/1eSI9XvR5vI/s320/DSC01177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XNXN. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SUJZwNIca1I/AAAAAAAAAeI/sVPS1XfcRqo/s1600-h/OMG+la.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278880397925313362" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SUJZwNIca1I/AAAAAAAAAeI/sVPS1XfcRqo/s320/OMG+la.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ZOMG LA. LIKE WOMAN. (thanks XN for the pic :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SUIVncYNvTI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Dqagc16rS-o/s1600-h/DSC01179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278805480608480562" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SUIVncYNvTI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Dqagc16rS-o/s320/DSC01179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RENCE AND EDWIN LOOKING SO INNOCENT. O:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SUIVnkOqlZI/AAAAAAAAAdo/KfK1OyWf2AQ/s1600-h/DSC01180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278805482715911570" style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SUIVnkOqlZI/AAAAAAAAAdo/KfK1OyWf2AQ/s320/DSC01180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CHIOBU. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SUIVni2AfdI/AAAAAAAAAdw/P-4b6T6ohN4/s1600-h/DSC01183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278805482344054226" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SUIVni2AfdI/AAAAAAAAAdw/P-4b6T6ohN4/s320/DSC01183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WH, THE NOT CUTE PICTURE. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SUIVoZuyFUI/AAAAAAAAAd4/wDMmkQflL9c/s1600-h/DSC01186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278805497077699906" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SUIVoZuyFUI/AAAAAAAAAd4/wDMmkQflL9c/s320/DSC01186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crazy gays lah, sleeping together LOL. O_O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-7670521796894459708?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/7670521796894459708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=7670521796894459708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/7670521796894459708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/7670521796894459708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/12/rawr-im-back-from-chalet.html' title='CONSTIPATION THEME PARK, YOU MEAN? :B'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SUIVzvMhBXI/AAAAAAAAAeA/1eSI9XvR5vI/s72-c/DSC01177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-1281306782392785196</id><published>2008-12-10T10:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T13:56:02.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOUNCE WITH ME LALALALALALALALA~</title><content type='html'>LALALALALALALALA. BOUNCE SIMI. BOUNCE SIMI. LALALALA.&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAO.&lt;br /&gt;Auditioning just now and they played this song. ITS STUCK IN MY HEAD NOW HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/ST-9NQhFvaI/AAAAAAAAAdA/iW6TCTX49n4/s1600-h/2008_12_7_7.42.47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/ST-9NQhFvaI/AAAAAAAAAdA/iW6TCTX49n4/s320/2008_12_7_7.42.47.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278145323771215266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFF lah, playing club II and these gays ~_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/ST-9NkeiMhI/AAAAAAAAAdI/B0kXkn7wyp8/s1600-h/2008_12_8_11.31.19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/ST-9NkeiMhI/AAAAAAAAAdI/B0kXkn7wyp8/s320/2008_12_8_11.31.19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278145329129206290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FISH, FAILED ONCE. Throw face, level 13 license also fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/ST-9NlOTtSI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/0V2VNR6stqM/s1600-h/2008_12_8_11.35.49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/ST-9NlOTtSI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/0V2VNR6stqM/s320/2008_12_8_11.35.49.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278145329329583394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, no more throwing face, I PASSED haha :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-1281306782392785196?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/1281306782392785196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=1281306782392785196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/1281306782392785196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/1281306782392785196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/12/lalalalalalalala.html' title='BOUNCE WITH ME LALALALALALALALA~'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/ST-9NQhFvaI/AAAAAAAAAdA/iW6TCTX49n4/s72-c/2008_12_7_7.42.47.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-4678558477763176776</id><published>2008-12-05T14:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T13:50:40.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUEEZE. :D</title><content type='html'>Fat. Nope, I'm not happy now for no reason. Yup, moodswings. AND OMG WENHUI, I'M SO NOT HITTING PUBERTY -__-&lt;br /&gt;OK anyway wenhui asked me to do the quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Who is the person who tagged you? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward Cullen's wifeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Relationship between you and her?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er, &lt;s&gt;lesbiOMGNO&lt;/s&gt; good friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Five impressions of her?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HYPER, HILARIOUS, WHITEEEEEEEE, FUNNY, CUTEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. If she becomes your enemy, will you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUUUUUUU, don't become my enemy. I will emo at one corner -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. What would you like to say to the person you like very much?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what else? I love you laaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Characteristic I like about myself?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm me and I'm loving it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. For the person you hate you say?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi there, do I know you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. What do people feel about you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M FATTTTTTTTTTTT, but not as fat as you-know-who xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Your crush?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ CENSORED ] Sorry. It's auto-censored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pass this to 10 people :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wenhuiiiiiiii&lt;br /&gt;2. SzuJin&lt;br /&gt;3. May&lt;br /&gt;4. XueNing&lt;br /&gt;5. JiaHuiiiiii&lt;br /&gt;6. Yanni&lt;br /&gt;7. KahKeng&lt;br /&gt;8. Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;9. WenFang&lt;br /&gt;10. Rence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. If 5 &amp;amp; 7 were tgt?&lt;/strong&gt; (Jiafei and KK)&lt;br /&gt;OH . WOW . Shan't get too in-depth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. What does 5 like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, alot of stuff. But for one, she likes &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Person no. 7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; x12673.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. What colour does number 9 like?&lt;/strong&gt; (WenFang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Orange, green, blue, pink . . .&lt;/s&gt; OK, I seriously don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Say something about number 8?&lt;/strong&gt; (Cheryl)&lt;br /&gt;She speaks super soft &lt;em&gt;and loves kokpin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Who is number 2?&lt;/strong&gt; (SzuJin)&lt;br /&gt;SZUJIN. The &lt;em&gt;bestestest&lt;/em&gt; president in history of history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Talk about number 3. &lt;/strong&gt;(May)&lt;br /&gt;SHE LOVES TO GIVE ME THE HYPER HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Who's number 10's best friend?&lt;/strong&gt; (Rence)&lt;br /&gt;Er, Amos. . ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Who is the sexiest among the 10 people?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I've been to a one night stand or something -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. What colour does 4 like?&lt;/strong&gt; (XueNing)&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Is 4 single? &lt;/strong&gt;(XueNing)&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. Your relationship with number 1?&lt;/strong&gt; (Wenhui)&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE.REFER.TO.POINT.TWO. THANK.YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Are 5 &amp;amp; 6 best friends ?&lt;/strong&gt; (Jiafei and Yanni)&lt;br /&gt;OK, maybe. Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. 9's surname?&lt;/strong&gt; (WenFang)&lt;br /&gt;Lau Wen Fang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. 7's nickname?&lt;/strong&gt; (KahKeng)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Same as the prime minister's.&lt;/s&gt; EDIT : Er, king kong / KK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. Say something to 8 :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI CHERYL, INVITE ME TO YOUR WEDDING WITH _ _ _ _ _ _ OK :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-4678558477763176776?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/4678558477763176776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=4678558477763176776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/4678558477763176776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/4678558477763176776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/12/fat.html' title='QUEEZE. :D'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-7606611723151111677</id><published>2008-12-04T07:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:57:51.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madagascar HAHA.</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Mehmeh, ignore that outburst :D&lt;br /&gt;Madagascar 2 was awesome. Watched it with beatrice yesterday and I was HAHAHAHA-ing non-stop. Alex(the lion) when he was young was omg, cute like anything lah.&lt;br /&gt;The plane crash was so hahaha. "The good news is that we're landing immediately. The bad news is, its a crash landing. ARHHHHHH." Then the "king" Julien&lt;-- dumb one lor--&gt; was like, "Its more fun when you raise your arms like this~" OMG, then don't know why the window crash then he flew out with parachute. AND GLORIA WAS STILL SLEEPING WITH FACIAL MASK DURING THE CRASH WHILE MALMAN WAS CONFESSING HIS LOVE FOR HER ~__~ LIKE LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Then Alex and Marty both looked behind and gave him '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; look'.&lt;br /&gt;They landed, and then they saw herds of animals. All of their kinds. Alamak, this is gonna take forever. OK, GO WATCH THE MOVIE. YOU'RE SO GONNA LOVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that she came to my house then we auditioned. It was yeah, kinda confusing 'cause she constantly wanted to switch comps. Haha, so fun sia :D&lt;br /&gt;We played with KK and edwin, and had difficult time pronouncing the BEATRICE. OK people, its bea-treece. HAHA, made you famous xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-7606611723151111677?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/7606611723151111677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=7606611723151111677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/7606611723151111677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/7606611723151111677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/12/hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.html' title='Madagascar HAHA.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-7177074260327796409</id><published>2008-11-26T19:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:56:45.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And a 3,2,1 go! "Hello, kindly help donate?" x435986</title><content type='html'>I'm so dead tired ;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, it was GB flag day today. Jiafei and I had to go around from lakeside MRT to Queenstown to JE MRT to Lakeside to JP and to Lakeside. Secondly, refer to point one. Thirdly, refer to point two. I'm lame lor haha -__-&lt;br /&gt;But Jiafei abandoned me at 10.15am. How dare you! ^&amp;amp;$#@&amp;amp;!^&amp;amp;# Go to SAP training&lt;s&gt;(Super Air Pollution Training bleah)&lt;/s&gt;. Just kidding, no offence alright X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually we went to Queenstown just to collect the donation baggy, so just asked some people. Based on Janice's non-scienetific observations, 1 out of 5.5 people(er?) donate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I honestly can't stand some people. When I approach people, some will be, "No, thank you" and then smile politely. While some others is, "Whats this donation for?" and gives dubious looks, but in the end still donates. THESE ARE LIKE PERFECTLY OK. But another group of poeple will look at me, thinking, "Who's this crazy shortie" and then stride away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;- emos at one corner at the thought of my height again -&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWR. I hate that attitude deep down to the core. OK, yeah, I know they have the right to reject me(now I sound like some desperate abandoned orphanage -.-) but can't they just shake their heads and smile or whatever?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the bright side(not really bright maybe at japan's-autumn-kind-of-bright. great, there i go laming again), I guess that's what this is all about? To learn to be more tolerant yeah, I suppose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Hello, can you kindly help donate for the Girls Brigade?" x834523423.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And everytime I say that line I must smile, so you have any idea how bloody aching my jaw was? After this, I think I can really recite this line and smile in my sleep, LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it was finally over. I wouldn't say it was like a torture but it was &lt;strong&gt;seven&lt;/strong&gt; solid hours &lt;em&gt;straight&lt;/em&gt;, so it was pretty tortuous too yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Er... this is kinda starting not to make sense. &lt;em&gt;Tortuous non-torture&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just now I mapled for the sake of my 45 days @-cash hat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I became really really sian, so I decided to create pirate character, named &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PlRATENESS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Yes, very lame. And the I in the PlRATE is L. C'mon, it's obvious no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While doing Yoona's beginner shopping quest(?) in cashshop, I dressed myself up and saw this weird weird weird thing. Bug, I think O:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SS1A-4FOmEI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QRPbnQoG224/s1600-h/Picture1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272942187671099458" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SS1A-4FOmEI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QRPbnQoG224/s320/Picture1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So weird leh. Skirt for male?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SS1Bq7EdaLI/AAAAAAAAAXI/cHB3eKtZx5U/s1600-h/Picture3.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272942944387426482" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SS1Bq7EdaLI/AAAAAAAAAXI/cHB3eKtZx5U/s320/Picture3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm the pilot hehe O_O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SS1CVLpELEI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Wrqs_ebY8Z0/s1600-h/Picture4.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272943670390434882" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SS1CVLpELEI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Wrqs_ebY8Z0/s320/Picture4.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is for pure &lt;em&gt;(lame)&lt;/em&gt;entertainment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-7177074260327796409?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/7177074260327796409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=7177074260327796409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/7177074260327796409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/7177074260327796409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-so-dead-tired-firstly-it-was-gb-flag.html' title='And a 3,2,1 go! &quot;Hello, kindly help donate?&quot; x435986'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SS1A-4FOmEI/AAAAAAAAAXA/QRPbnQoG224/s72-c/Picture1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-4600852617043011302</id><published>2008-11-23T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:54:54.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary monsters daunting you - decisions.</title><content type='html'>I still can't decide. GAHH!&lt;br /&gt;OK, so first choice : Clementi / Jurong&lt;br /&gt;Second choice : Clementi / Jurong&lt;br /&gt;Third choice : Swisscottage&lt;br /&gt;Fourth choice : Commonwealth / Fuhua&lt;br /&gt;Fifth choice : Fuhua / Commonwealth&lt;br /&gt;Sixth : ? ? ? ? ? ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOW?&lt;/span&gt; I have many slashes&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(/)&lt;/span&gt; plus sixth choice is ? ? ? .&lt;br /&gt;Jurong points&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(not jurongpoint lah)&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;- My sister is there and star programme too. She can help me.&lt;br /&gt;- Dad will drive me to school daily.&lt;br /&gt;- I can save alot of money, PLUS new school books and stuff. But have to pay the price of staying back weekly.&lt;br /&gt;- Future school, really cool IT equipments that other schools don't have.&lt;br /&gt;- Academically, not that good though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clementi points&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(clementipoint, new shopping mall?) &lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;- Dad will not drive me to school, but its pretty convenient from MRT as well.&lt;br /&gt;- I don't save money, but at least I will have more time to study.&lt;br /&gt;- Academically, PSLE aggregate higher and O level results are better than JSS.&lt;br /&gt;- My brother was there too, can tell me the school's system.&lt;br /&gt;- Entirely new school that was just built. Facilities will all be all new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, it writes DIAM&lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;e&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt; with a extra E hahaha. Randomness yeah O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Great&lt;/span&gt;. Both sounds equally good. I mean, academic ain't everything, yet it just seems really important all the same.&lt;br /&gt;Just now, my mum and I was writing &lt;u&gt;CLEMENTI&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;JURONG&lt;/u&gt; on separate papers and crushing them, then picking one. Its really hard. Advice, people? You gotta be neutral OK, no sidings :b&lt;br /&gt;My life is totally so difficult. I have hard time choosing secondary schools and on the other hand, my every day stuff - buying my zinc backpack, whether I should rate a 5 star or not&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(blogskins)&lt;/span&gt; and... I don't have to go so in depth yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a real difficult life, I don't deny D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-4600852617043011302?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/4600852617043011302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=4600852617043011302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/4600852617043011302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/4600852617043011302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-still-cant-decide.html' title='Scary monsters daunting you - decisions.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-6776038226488490519</id><published>2008-11-22T20:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:53:20.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VICTIM AND MURDERER; What else?</title><content type='html'>So sorry guys, haven't updated for 4 days. I was way too lazy - each time I clicked "new post" at the dashboard, I would exit the page and play audition hah.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, loads happened yes during these few days.&lt;br /&gt;Like my church camp and PSLE results &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- hyperventilates -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats a whole load good enough. Church camp was totally fun fun fun :D&lt;br /&gt;On the first day of sleeping, I was a victim -__-&lt;br /&gt;WeiNing was sleeping right beside my mattress, blabbering non-stop. On the other hand, Beatrice was coughing and snuffing her nose constantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'M THE VICTIM&lt;/u&gt; AND &lt;u&gt;THEY'RE THE MURDERERS&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its amazing how Shannon and Ellis managed to sleep and even snore, hoho O:&lt;br /&gt;Then the next day was OK, I guess. We baked smartie cookies and Ellis kept using her fingers to lick the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;raw&lt;/span&gt; cookie, claiming its &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh-so-nice&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Had devotion at night before &lt;s&gt;bed&lt;/s&gt; mattress. We weren't sleeping on beds, so mattress? .___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Make a joyful noise unto the Lord, all ye lands.&lt;br /&gt;Serve the Lord with gladness. Come before his presence with singing.&lt;br /&gt;Know ye that the Lord he is God.&lt;br /&gt;We are his people and the sheep of his pasture.&lt;br /&gt;Enter his gates with thanksgiving and into his courts with praise.&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord, and bless his name.&lt;br /&gt;For the Lord is good, his mercy is everlasting, and his truth endureth through all generations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;OMG, I do remember. I &lt;s&gt;swear&lt;/s&gt; honestly tell you I didn't even peep into the bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the afternoon of the last day we went to Semakau O_O&lt;br /&gt;If you were a dumb ass like me who didn't know, well then its a man-made landfill - all your stinky rubbish goes there.&lt;br /&gt;Its really really really fascinating. They built borders with sand, deep down from the seabed right up to the surface. It cost all about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S$610 million&lt;/span&gt; just for that.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they divided the inside into parts. When one portion is filled up with rubbish&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(ashes)&lt;/span&gt;, they go on to the next &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;divided portion&lt;/span&gt;. But there's seawater in it.&lt;br /&gt;So, they have to pump them out back into the sea through this really really huge pipe. Obviously, where there's seawater, there's marine animals. Of course, they throw them back.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Then what? Keep them as pets? OMG, starfishes and abalones O:&lt;br /&gt;A . M . A . Z . I . N . G . yes. And don't just sit there and act stupid, you know one day there will be no more land left to be filled up.&lt;br /&gt;They estimated that it would be filled up by 2045. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;OH NO, I'LL ONLY BE 49&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;FROM TODAY ONWARDS, I WILL RECYCLE WHENEVER I CAN! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at the exact time* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- ate a sweet and threw the paper wrapper into the dustbin without second thoughts - &lt;/span&gt;haha kidding.&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I'm so gonna do my part : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAMP ENDED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day...&lt;br /&gt;. . . . . . .  . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;OK, and the next day again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSLE RESULTS DAY &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- hyperventilates -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just the previous night, I had a dream that I got 241 O_O&lt;br /&gt;At that time if my dream did come true, I told myself I would become some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fortune-teller&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I was there real early, 11.05. Very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ganjiong&lt;/span&gt; yeah, haha.&lt;br /&gt;11.30 : Headed towards the hall. Sat down. Mr Mike Tan was speaking and then Mr Tsu's &lt;s&gt;boring&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OK fine!&lt;/span&gt; wise advice. &lt;s&gt;bleah, like whatever lor.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OKOK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then next Miss Tan announced those who got straight &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'A's&lt;/span&gt;. I was so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whew!&lt;/span&gt; lor as my name was announced like one of the last ones. Next was the top ten of my school's cohort. Ranged from 250 ~ 270.&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS. Although, yeah, I admit I was a tad disappointed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to class. Mdm Harlinah took her own sweet time, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"its my favourite part!" &lt;/span&gt;and smirked. ARHHH.&lt;br /&gt;So then, of course my name was finally called and firstly. I looked at my initials for checking.&lt;br /&gt;OK, yes, I know you are becoming anxious too heehe :B&lt;br /&gt;And then my subjects. Just in case I suddenly I spot Tamil Language OMG.&lt;br /&gt;Scanned through my grades and then downwards, AHHHHHHHHHH. Haha, not yet. I looked at the PSLE highest score first :b&lt;br /&gt;Then finally yes, my score. It was well, so-so, I guess. Disappointed of course. I was hoping for &gt;245. 2 MARKS AWAY, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;245's not even fantastic or something worthwhile to think about.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, you must be thinking that this proccess of looking at my initials and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blahness&lt;/span&gt; took very long. Seriously, it took 3seconds -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now. I'm going to JSS. I did seriously considered SCSS. But finally decided JSS's STAR programme after lotsa consideration.&lt;br /&gt;Congrats man. Your STAR really manage to lure me into your school : )&lt;br /&gt;Anyway no regrets, really. My sister's there and she's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;gonna be my senior, hoho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-6776038226488490519?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/6776038226488490519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=6776038226488490519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/6776038226488490519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/6776038226488490519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-sorry-guys-havent-updated-for-4-days.html' title='VICTIM AND MURDERER; What else?'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-8958447759244316914</id><published>2008-11-19T14:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:52:02.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And let's do the process x1354 again, alright?</title><content type='html'>Well then, there goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was graduation day last friday. I was crying, yes. BADLY.&lt;br /&gt;Gritted my teeth, rolled my eyes upwards, eyes reddened, one tear rolled down, another one, and another one, sobbed, wiped my tears, cleaned my wet specs, cried again, shook people's hands, hugged classmates and cleaned my specs again x1364735454654745345345437353.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh-huh, that was the entire process &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/biggrin.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so super pissed just now, I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;And now I feel so high.&lt;br /&gt;I'm suffering from a very grave disease : Mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mood to post now. Updated, at least &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-8958447759244316914?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/8958447759244316914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=8958447759244316914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/8958447759244316914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/8958447759244316914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/11/well-then-there-goes.html' title='And let&apos;s do the process x1354 again, alright?'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-8559360752131247132</id><published>2008-11-13T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:50:29.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BYE PEOPLE, I'M CRYING.</title><content type='html'>No way, don't you dare.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;Shit. Shit, you just did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, relax, I'm not literally crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is sort of the last day of school. Or at least the last day that I step into my classroom and whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss &lt;strong&gt;everyone&lt;/strong&gt;. Yes, everyone, even those I don't like. I'll miss hating them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Understand&lt;/em&gt; my logic? &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/rolleyes.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No?&lt;br /&gt;OK, never mind.&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I recieved my "overall best in maths for the level"(?) award. It's okay. I mean, it's no big deal seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I was just kinda hoping they could give alittle more?! 50 bucks, maybe? But apparently not though D:&lt;br /&gt;Went back to class, and received our class tee, woohoo :D&lt;br /&gt;Its &lt;s&gt;pretty&lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;super&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cool, but its really huge for me. Like really really really long. Like a &lt;em&gt;dress&lt;/em&gt;, yup.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, but it can last me for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after that, Mdm Harlinah took pictures of us so that it can be put into the CD for all the P6 students(?)&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, not quite sure though.&lt;br /&gt;And came the dismissal bell. *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how it would be like tomorrow. Everyone crying and hugging&lt;em&gt;(the &lt;strong&gt;friend-hugging-friend&lt;/strong&gt; kinda hug, duh)&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/frown.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. Here goes to those who have been a great deal to me in my primary school life&lt;em&gt;(according to register no.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alexis :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, thanks so much for being such a great friend, making me laugh &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheryl :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Thanks so much for letting us bully you.&lt;/s&gt; Kidding.&lt;br /&gt;But thanks alot, really. For irritating me, sharing food with us and making me laugh. Yeah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XinTeng :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For lending me your books &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/biggrin.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, bringing laughter to my primary school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wenhui :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Thanks so much for being such a great great great friend.&lt;br /&gt;Making me laugh my ass off. And making my tolerate your hyperness. I'm gonna miss that, alright &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/tongue.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ChinShian :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For bullying you! &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/biggrin.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, its for having such a cute quiet nature :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SzuJin :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being such a awesome president, yeah. Making me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;And letting me have something to poke fun about you with well, &lt;em&gt;you-know-who &lt;/em&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/wink.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JiaHui :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Thanks for being so flabby! Kidding. Don't take that to heart.&lt;br /&gt;For being such a super friend and always spreading your infectious laugh to me &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/biggrin.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xue Ning :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Thank you so so much for so many things.&lt;br /&gt;You helped me tons - class tee, audition @ cash and I don't know how many to list down.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so so so so so much for everything &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hafizah :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For making me laugh&lt;em&gt; alot alot alot&lt;/em&gt; 'cause of your dirty mind. Plus your ultra loud constant sneeze in class, "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ACHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;" &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/eek.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And teaching me some tamil language, which by now have forgotten &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sophia :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so &lt;em&gt;super duper ubber&lt;/em&gt; much for being the &lt;strong&gt;greatestestestest&lt;/strong&gt; friend for my entire six primary years.&lt;br /&gt;Really. I guess that says it all, doesn't it? &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the girls are just as important in my primary school life too &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/wink.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amos :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughing and letting us threaten you and erm, &lt;em&gt;you-know-who&lt;/em&gt;. So yeah, I had fun with that &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/biggrin.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oon Seng :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting us laugh at you like &lt;em&gt;hellll&lt;/em&gt; practically every single day and yet taking it good-naturedly, or at least it seems so? &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/redface.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ian :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Thanks for teaching us funny gross stuff(?) Hahah, and leaving the class with lots of funny memories. Yep, I'll remember the woohoo thing, alright &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/tongue.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kah Keng :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For being so humorous and introducing me to the game - Audition. 'Cause I love it now, yeah &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/biggrin.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daniel :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting the entire class see how insane you can get &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/rolleyes.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh-huh, the time when you ran out of the school, I enjoyed that show alot. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KokPin :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your stingyness and cheapskateness? I'm gonna miss that, yep X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, this post could burst if I wrote everyone, but in short, everyone was great classmates. And I love you guys! &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/wink.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, as in &lt;em&gt;'friends-kinda-love'&lt;/em&gt;. DO NOT GET THE WRONG IDEA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies. Really, it does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-8559360752131247132?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/8559360752131247132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=8559360752131247132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/8559360752131247132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/8559360752131247132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-way-dont-you-dare.html' title='BYE PEOPLE, I&apos;M CRYING.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-7013356927292603915</id><published>2008-11-11T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:49:25.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COUNTDOWN; TIME IS TICKING.</title><content type='html'>COUNTDOWN YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;s&gt;3rd Nov : Jiafei's birthday&lt;/s&gt; OVER OVER OVER &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/redface.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;12th Nov : Daniel's birthday&lt;/s&gt; OVER OVER OVER&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(erm, correct?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Graduation Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i'm gonna cry)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/frown.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more days to my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Church Camp&lt;/span&gt; yeah! &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/biggrin.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 more days to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Soooo-sie&lt;/span&gt;'s birthday!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(the someone must give present, no?)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/tongue.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 more days to my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sister's return from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shanghai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(finally! i miss her)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 more days to my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PSLE results&lt;/span&gt;. *runs about wildly*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(driven by insanity)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/eek.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 more days to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GB flag day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(my first time collecting the money, whoo~)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/wink.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 more days to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wendy&lt;/span&gt;'s birthday! &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(erm, correct?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 more days to &lt;s&gt;Bakar&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Hafizah&lt;/span&gt;'s birthday! &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/cool.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(erm, correct?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, at this rate, I'll never be able to complete this countdown. So this is just for November yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Hurhurhur, and the smilies are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ubber&lt;/span&gt; cute. Taken from &lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/" target="_blank"&gt;BS.com&lt;/a&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and I'm not sure of the birthdays 'cause they were taken from the class blog S:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was the last day of swimming today. And yep, its pretty sad.&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't know last Friday was my real bronze test(?!)&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, today didn't have to test already. In the end had those &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stinky&lt;/span&gt; relays again.&lt;br /&gt;Yay, now I love freestyle. I can go faster then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Xuening&lt;/span&gt; for once, heheh &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/tongue.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, its just this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ONCE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It was okay. We lost, but I don't think we were the last team. After that, the instructor wanted us to do the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cannonball jump&lt;/span&gt; consecutively. Its like first, we cannonball into the water. And then in a mere 5 seconds we have to get out of the water and position ourselves again for the next cannonball.&lt;br /&gt;It just went on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on for I don't know how long &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/confused.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn damn damn&lt;/span&gt; tiring alright.&lt;br /&gt;After that we headed to the small pool and played water(?!) dog and bone, lol. It was so hard, 'cause we weren't allowed to wear goggles.&lt;br /&gt;What the heck, then how the hell are we supposed to look for the "bone" underwater?!&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, we lost and then had to do 20 squats &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/mad.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate my instructor&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(kidding)&lt;/span&gt;! @$%#$&amp;amp;%*#*&amp;amp;%^#$@#%#&amp;amp;^&lt;br /&gt;Then we played &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;simon-says&lt;/span&gt;. Woohoo, didn't have to do squats anymore, plus, manage to get to the toilet earlier then them 'cause I did what &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;simon-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached school at about 11. Received my report book and what the hell!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get silver for my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NAPFA&lt;/span&gt;. I got a bronze. Drats. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(if you don't know, i suck at sports)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/frown.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to class, crapped alittle, laughed alittle, chatted alittle, played alittle.&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, it's gonna be our last few days left&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(LOL, sounds like we're gonna die real soon)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, I don't know whether I would literally cry on Graduation Day. But I'll be crying inside, thats what I know T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-7013356927292603915?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/7013356927292603915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=7013356927292603915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/7013356927292603915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/7013356927292603915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/11/countdown-yeah.html' title='COUNTDOWN; TIME IS TICKING.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-9169384853558398791</id><published>2008-11-09T09:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:40:13.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer peace, TYVM for your co-operation</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna miss her alot, yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my sister left &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;Shanghai&lt;/strong&gt; in the morning, 7.35 D:&lt;br /&gt;For 9 solid days she'll be away, 'cause of her star programme. OMG, who knows, when she comes back she'll be speaking with lotsa &lt;em&gt;china accents&lt;/em&gt;. Hahah :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday went to &lt;strong&gt;science centre&lt;/strong&gt; with GB. Pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;The waterworks wasn't open so had to play with another water thing outside McDonalds. It was okay I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Had burger&lt;strong&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt;, yes with a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, for lunch plus my extra fries I bought myself X)&lt;br /&gt;Why &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you ask? 'Cause they had an extra burger left which I suppose was for &lt;strong&gt;SOPHIA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(who didn't come and my guess was due to oversleeping, but I don't quite know for real).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shared it with &lt;strong&gt;HuiYuh&lt;/strong&gt; in the end. Yup, I'm growing really fat D:&lt;br /&gt;One of the places there was &lt;em&gt;super duper ubber&lt;/em&gt; high tech.&lt;br /&gt;By the way the machine could censor my hand and I can shift things from the screen itself(?!)&lt;br /&gt;And there was a table with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;globe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;When you turn it east, the particular place you're looking at will zoom in. It works otherwise too. Tilt it to the down or up and left or right for navigations.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to put it but it was really awesome yeah. JIAFEI WILL AGREE WITH ME, yes? :D&lt;br /&gt;After some more stuff and then to the water-playing-session, lol.&lt;br /&gt;I was drenched in the end and the toilet was already overflowing, what the heck D:&lt;br /&gt;The entire place was air-conditioned and you can pretty much guess how &lt;em&gt;FREEZING&lt;/em&gt; it was, no?&lt;br /&gt;Argh, still had to take the bloody cold bus home, so yeah, I was becoming &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ice-cream&lt;/strong&gt;(milk chocolate flovour since I'm abit dark)&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jiafei&lt;/strong&gt; was wet too, so we changed in school.&lt;br /&gt;Whoo~ I was &lt;em&gt;so-called&lt;/em&gt; chauffeured home by a lame excuse, "I'm very tired." LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, time to chiong my audition since there's no one's at home to distract me - No dad to try to "dance" like how the audition characters dance, mum to nag at me, sister to watch TV and brother who's constantly fidgeting with the internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY, I HAVE PEACE &lt;em&gt;FINALLY&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-9169384853558398791?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/9169384853558398791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=9169384853558398791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/9169384853558398791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/9169384853558398791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-gonna-miss-her-alot-yep.html' title='Computer peace, TYVM for your co-operation'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-5800028153497547910</id><published>2008-11-07T14:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:38:29.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beak your ass to exit yeah. :O</title><content type='html'>Gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself deep down to the core. OK for one, I HATE &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; SWIMMING.&lt;br /&gt;We were having a competition of 16 people, divided into 4 teams. I was in team 2 - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WenHui, Jonathon and someone else&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We were the last team most probably 'cause of my damn lousy swimming.&lt;br /&gt;AND I REALLY HATE MYSELF FOR THAT D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bother, I think it was 'cause of the consecutive swimming of 3 days we had. After the swimming on Wednesday, my legs were already feeling cramped. Thursday, damn, it hurt even more.&lt;br /&gt;You can pretty much guess how my legs currently coping with the pain now&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(must be due to my lack of exercise)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I must show this. On the way there by the bus, you know there's always a sign where there would be an emergency exit?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, for that, it was suppose to write :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; Break glass to exit(?). OK, somewhat like that.&lt;br /&gt;And then I suppose there were some kids who scratched away the R of the break and the G and L of glass - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;r&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gl&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ass to exit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In layman's term, it basically reads : Beak ass to exit. OMG, yes that was what it was.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha, I was seriously laughing my ass off. Sure its not right to for whoever that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; was to do that, but yeah, nice job xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back in school, fortunately, no more boring school talks. So we just stayed in the hall for awhile until we - me and some others - were called up for JSS interview. Crap, it was something about the STAR programme&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(not saying that STAR is crap, of course)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived, I saw some pupils already there - HuiYuh and KK. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO UNFAIR, &lt;/span&gt;what the heck.Those earlier people got to go home on time, while ours was extended till 1.30 D:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were given a worksheet, which I thought was pretty lame. And then next was interview.&lt;br /&gt;The female teacher who interviewed me was friendly yeah but I was practically mumbling all the way, like, "Erm, yeah. Err, yes. Eh I think, ermm, that it expresses one, eh, feelings, errrr, through art."&lt;br /&gt;Uh-huh, that was pretty much how the whole interview went. And yeah, thats &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE SECOND THING I HATE ABOUT MYSELF&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Bleah! I was sure I could have done tons better, but who cares. I doubt I would be able to pass this T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. I've been downloading something for the last 15 minutes but its still bloody stuck at 1%.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-5800028153497547910?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/5800028153497547910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=5800028153497547910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/5800028153497547910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/5800028153497547910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/11/gah-i-hate-myself-deep-down-to-core.html' title='Beak your ass to exit yeah. :O'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-4727435356465949300</id><published>2008-11-04T09:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:37:53.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMF SOTD! :D</title><content type='html'>WHEEE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;s&gt;first&lt;/s&gt;, OK not really first, second &lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/info/221363" target="_blank"&gt;Skin Of The Day&lt;/a&gt;, yay! But its the first in my new account - %Randoms.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah, I'm going hyper real soon. I've always wanted to get at least once.&lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/smile.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you I was going hyper. *tsk tsk tsk*&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday my sister leveled up, GRATS ! &lt;img src="http://images.blogskins.com/site_images/smilies/biggrin.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SQ-rbujeyQI/AAAAAAAAAWw/EF2TBHNkQVg/s1600-h/Maple0016.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/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SQ-rbujeyQI/AAAAAAAAAWw/EF2TBHNkQVg/s320/Maple0016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264614982261065986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Right, I know it seems abit like I was the one who leveled-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SQ-rbi4RhEI/AAAAAAAAAWo/EJuYogTGNHg/s1600-h/Maple0007.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/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SQ-rbi4RhEI/AAAAAAAAAWo/EJuYogTGNHg/s320/Maple0007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264614979127051330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random-ness. I just think this particular &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Roly-Poly&lt;/span&gt; is super &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cute cute cute &lt;/span&gt;X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch HSM3 later with the rest but I wanna go shopping with my sister too.&lt;br /&gt;Which one should I go? D:&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm letting the post end here, although its pretty short.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-4727435356465949300?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/4727435356465949300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=4727435356465949300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/4727435356465949300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/4727435356465949300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/11/wheee-my-first-ok-not-really-first.html' title='OMF SOTD! :D'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SQ-rbujeyQI/AAAAAAAAAWw/EF2TBHNkQVg/s72-c/Maple0016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-3321227324764456775</id><published>2008-11-03T14:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:35:56.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS YOUR RATTY TIME JIAHUI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIAFEI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(hui)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the time of the computer, its 2.11pm, so you're not really 12 yet :(&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you told me that you were born at 11+pm(?)&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Everyone's growing older, AGHHHHH. And look I'm growing a really long white beard soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was simply to emphasize on how old I am growing -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just now I went &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;swimming&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C cluster&lt;/span&gt;, plus A1 and B4. Pretty fun :D&lt;br /&gt;I was in the intermediate level, I'm gonna take bronze at the end of the whole "course". Whoo, I hope I pass. At first I thought all you have to do is to swim laps of &lt;s&gt;breaststroke&lt;/s&gt; frogstyle and you'll be able to achieve your bronze. But no, sadly D:&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh* Need to swim 8 laps, thread water for 3 full minutes(!!), deadman float(?) and something that needs to use pyjamas, what the heck. I thought pyjamas crap was for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;GOLD STAR&lt;/span&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;OK, now it seems more difficult than it was. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drats&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this intermediate level has &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alot of 6c4-ians&lt;/span&gt; in it - SzuJin, XueNing, YeLing, Ian, JiaWei, HuiYuh and uh..OK, I forgot who else /:&lt;br /&gt;Ian wore trunks and had lots of.., lol, I better not say. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YELING AND ALEXIS WERE HOT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gah, alexis wearing 2 piece costume, yeling wearing lowcut from behind and it was so&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, you know&lt;/span&gt; -.-&lt;br /&gt;Firstly swam the basic &lt;s&gt;breaststroke&lt;/s&gt; frogstyle for the coach to see. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[PASSED]&lt;/span&gt; good thing, phew.&lt;br /&gt;Then later continued in a deeper pool ranging from 1.2m to 1.8m. My group's coach was called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STEVEN&lt;/span&gt;, and he was really hilarious in some way :D&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, surprisingly I was still able to swim 2  X 50m laps without literally &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"dying"&lt;/span&gt;. Afterall, I haven't swam for a few months apart from that day at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sentosa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was one time when the coach wanted to get to know us and our names. Of course, andrew&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(yuck! pui! puke!)&lt;/span&gt; was already known by the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;infamous&lt;/span&gt; way&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(he isn't in the same level as me but the coach was handling 2 different levels at a time, you see)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Came my turn when I, obviously, said, "Janice". He was, "huh? jernice?" and then came in some calafare voices - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"sharnice", "shaa-nice"&lt;/span&gt;. OMG, and he seriously thought &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;shanice&lt;/span&gt; was my name :O&lt;br /&gt;After all the stuff - diving, starjumping(which I have no idea why its called that 'cause it seemed more like cannonball to me) and some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pressurejump&lt;/span&gt;(?) crap -  then lesson ended at 10.20am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to the toilet to bathe and oh my gosh, it was all crowded and messy.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly Jiafei popped up and asked whether wanted to bathe in one cubicle with Yeling.&lt;br /&gt;Right, I have never done that in my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whole whole whole&lt;/span&gt; entire life. Sorry, its was too much of a shock to me.&lt;br /&gt;And then saw &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sophia&lt;/span&gt; coming in too. So now there were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 people&lt;/span&gt; in one tiny litttle cubicle&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(OK, it wasn't exactly tiny)&lt;/span&gt;. lol, but in the end I suppose it was&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; okay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Headed to the swimming pool's canteen and bought a packet of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;french fries&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;Er no, should be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;face&lt;/span&gt; 'cause it was kinda steep for that puny packet of soggy&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(quite)&lt;/span&gt; fries.&lt;br /&gt;After that went back to school by a school bus. On the way, we sang a birthday song to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JIAFEI&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;YAY, but I doubt the bus driver was able to concentrate on the driving, 'cause after that everyone was screaming &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wildly&lt;/span&gt; for a few seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;BACK IN SCHOOL&lt;/u&gt; : Ate some stuff at the school canteen, then headed to the hall for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yuan ching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(boring, more like it)&lt;/span&gt; secondary school talk. However before that, there was public caning, OUCH! I could tell it was bloody pain from the way Mr Teo &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whacked&lt;/span&gt; and how thin the cane was D:&lt;br /&gt;After that had the boring talk. Seriously, it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hell hell hell hell hell&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;boring&lt;/span&gt;, no offense.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing impressive and the video was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ubber&lt;/span&gt; boring. I had absolutely no idea what their students were blabbering about. And I can't help but to say this, but the principal of YCSS was kinda rude and cheapskate.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, that's pretty much what I think of him, but you may think otherwise, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL LIKE SLEEPING RIGHT NOW. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*snores*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-3321227324764456775?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/3321227324764456775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=3321227324764456775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/3321227324764456775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/3321227324764456775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-jiafei-hui-according-to.html' title='ITS YOUR RATTY TIME JIAHUI!'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-786972938284932566</id><published>2008-11-01T14:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:37:35.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 + 1 = 2, so, blockquote = ?</title><content type='html'>RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, just kidding. It was just for decorating purposes, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Apologies, I didn't blog for awhile partly 'cause I was lazy and yeah, blogskin-ing, of course :D&lt;br /&gt;So I've finally came up with this skin, which is pretty normal. But that's exactly the point of it, no?&lt;br /&gt;There are two versions of them, although this one I have yet to post it up in &lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/"&gt;BS.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/info/220681"&gt;Version one[CLICK]&lt;/a&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I prefer the second one. I like navigational skins and I can't help it if you don't X)&lt;br /&gt;This is totally different from the last's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last's skin : Colourful, vibrant and has an image.&lt;br /&gt;Now : Dull, plain and has &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, I wouldn't be surprised that you like the last's better.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and I've started to use blockquotes. Or at least starting to use, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I have no, I mean absolutely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; idea what the purpose is. OK, but don't worry, I'm currently checking up the definition of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In HTML and XHTML, the blockquote element defines a block quotation within the text. The syntax is [blockquote]blockquoted text goes here[/blockquote].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blockquote element is used to indicate the quotation of a large section of text from another source. Using the default HTML styling of most web browsers, it will indent the right and left margins both on the display and in printed form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The non-semantic use of the blockquote element purely to indent text is deprecated by the W3C (World Wide Web Consortium) in the current (1999) HTML 4.01 Specification, which is also the basis for XHTML 1.0. The preferred approach is the use of CSS (Cascading Style Sheets).&lt;/blockquote&gt;OK-ayyyyyyyyyyyyyy. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone explain those crap? Please, I want an ENGLISH explanation. Not some bangla-like language.&lt;br /&gt;Oh bother. Who cares. I just think it looks cool and I use it.&lt;br /&gt;So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a few days more to swimming and I can feel the excitement building up, not to forget the following feeling of dreadfulness draining me down, too.&lt;br /&gt;Coming to school with my sticky swimming costume is right enough to put me off. UGHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, but I don't know why, there's still a twinge of excitement lingering within me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-786972938284932566?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/786972938284932566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=786972938284932566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/786972938284932566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/786972938284932566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/10/rawr.html' title='1 + 1 = 2, so, blockquote = ?'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-812768924271168007</id><published>2008-10-26T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:31:00.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZINC BACKPACK GOGOGOGOGO!</title><content type='html'>Yay, I went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;VivoCity&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before went to church. *Sigh* It was kinda boring.&lt;br /&gt;Apart from JF which was games today.&lt;br /&gt;Then next went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Vivo&lt;/span&gt;. I walked so much till my legs are so sore now D:&lt;br /&gt;I bought a pair of &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;demin shorts&lt;/span&gt; and my father bought a two belts.&lt;br /&gt;And my mum went crazy today, somehow. OK, she spent about a hundred bucks at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;tangs&lt;/span&gt; today on clothes O:&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh, when the hell was she ever like this?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jalan-jalan&lt;/span&gt; around. And then just casually, brought up a subject that I wanna&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ZINC BACKPACK&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;So my father said, "OK, get a 235&gt; for your PSLE and I'll give you an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ANTA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(the brand of my slingbag that I lost)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; backpack. Get a 240&gt; and I'll give you an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OP&lt;/span&gt; backpack. Get a 245&gt; and I'll give you a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; ZINC&lt;/span&gt; backpack." and then he added. "Get higher then 250, I'll give you your bag and the w910i."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT IS LIKE TOTAL CRAZINESS. How the heck can I possibly get a 250, seriously?&lt;br /&gt;WAHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. There goes my walkman phone.Plus, the zinc bag.&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm aiming for 245, please, at least?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Ocean Pacific&lt;/span&gt; bags are pretty cool too :)&lt;br /&gt;We walked alittle more and then ate dinner at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUPERDOG&lt;/span&gt;. That place is super, really.&lt;br /&gt;"SUPER DOG RULES:&lt;br /&gt;- We are proud of our chilli sauce.&lt;br /&gt;- Our patties are fresh and not frozen.&lt;br /&gt;- 100% chuck. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;which I have zero idea what chuck is)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do not use pickles in burgers as it spoils the taste.&lt;br /&gt;And blah blah blah, much more."&lt;br /&gt;OK, that was pretty offensive towards McDonald, huh?&lt;br /&gt;Don't use pickles. lol. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Cheese Burgers&lt;/span&gt; has them though/:&lt;br /&gt;Wheeee, I so super love SUPERDOG'S &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fish Burger&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE THEM &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSO&lt;/span&gt; MUCH~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now watching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HSM2&lt;/span&gt;. And I wanna watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HSM3&lt;/span&gt;, plus &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sing to the dawn&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-812768924271168007?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/812768924271168007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=812768924271168007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/812768924271168007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/812768924271168007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/10/yay-i-went-to-vivocity-today.html' title='ZINC BACKPACK GOGOGOGOGO!'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-3928966118730098801</id><published>2008-10-24T18:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:28:15.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M SO OPPOSITE, NOW YEY ME.</title><content type='html'>Alright, this is getting so damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn damn . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK fine, point taken, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BORING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Honestly, going to school is a total waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;I mean all we do is play and whats the good use of that? Friendship bonding?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily for today, Mdm Harlinah brought a CD for us to watch - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Army Daze&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Wahhh, sibeh suang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OMG, now I'm starting to sound like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah Beng&lt;/span&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;I think Ah Beng very funny leh and that sissy also.&lt;br /&gt;That movie rooooccccccccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkksssssssss~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then next, we had a debate on "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P6 STUDENTS SHOULD STAY AT HOME AFTER PSLE&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;My choice was proposition. Like obviously luh.&lt;br /&gt;But then I decided last minute not to debate, so left with&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; vivian&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;huibing&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;proposition team&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I don't exactly like them, but I admit I don't at all blame them for 'losing'.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;opposition team&lt;/span&gt; had more boys that spoke louder. Its overpowering, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. I found many mistakes in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;opposition team's&lt;/span&gt; points.&lt;br /&gt;I was the audience so I couldn't say anything.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to imply anything or whatsoever, but seriously, they were totally invalid D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;OPPOSITION : Speaking about independence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My views:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh please. I don't get SV's point. What do you mean by, "You think this is the 1980's?"&lt;br /&gt;I mean, what has independence gotta do with the time, be it 1980's or 2008?&lt;br /&gt;Well, you tell me. If you go to school, its the same old thing and its not as easy to gain independence when teachers order you around to do the right things and the canteen food is right at your doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;Whereas when you're at home, you have to do things based on what YOU think is right, and if its wrong, you'll learn the proper way through experience and that's independence.&lt;br /&gt;You walk into the kitchen for lunch. You can't possibly eat biscuits for lunch can you? And as for instant noodles, its full of MSG, which you cant possibly eat everyday.&lt;br /&gt;You gotta whip up your own meal of perhaps, porridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you had to study for PSLE, you can't possibly have time for all these.&lt;br /&gt;But it's after PSLE, so why not just learn these basic stuff - independence. I can tell you, more then 50% of the class can't do that, even me, so what do you mean by we should have been independent already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;OPPOSITION : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Addiction of computers if stayed at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My views:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what? You can always get addicted easily. You tell me, does that bloody 6hrs of school make a difference?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I agree of course, you will play lesser of computer games when you're at school, but when you come back, you dump your bag and head straight to the computer, and that's addiction isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;You say, too, that we may land up in unsuitable websites.&lt;br /&gt;You go to school, come back, switch on the computer and you can still go to them, can't you?&lt;br /&gt;This isn't a matter of whether you go to school or not.&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you got the brains, obviously, you won't go into them. If not, does it bloody make a difference?&lt;br /&gt;Sure, school teachers can warn you its dangerous and whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it still boils down to your choice doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;OPPOSITION : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Electricity consumption at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My views:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, you can save electricity when you go to school 'cause at home, its all individual usage. But you tell me, is the usage of the electricity used wisely in the school?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, majority of us just chat and play some games in class, apart from those who read books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not really used wisely, is it? I personally feel using electricity and water wisely is more important then saving money. But of course, you may think otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;OPPOSITION : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Talking about friendship bonding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My views:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go to school, play some games and go back home. Alright, that's what you call bonding?&lt;br /&gt;If we don't go to school, we can organize some outings together, maybe cycling.&lt;br /&gt;That, we can not only go cycling together, bonding, but also burn fats&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(as you mentioned about walking to school, instead of wasting fuels)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you say we can first assemble in school and then go out. But doesn't that mean we have to assemble back in school at 1.00pm since its a normal school day?&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, after all those transportation and organizing, we're left with about 3hrs.And you tell me, is that enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, we can't possibly go out every single day and this sort of bonding should have happened at least 2 yrs ago. How can we bond right now in a month's time and then separate so soon?&lt;br /&gt;That would leave us becoming more sad, wouldn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look here. I'm not writing anymore about these even though I have much more, but don't you agree with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*whew*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I auditioned with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WenHui&lt;/span&gt; just now. And I managed to do a 140bpm fm.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, its not much to you, but its a pretty huge achievement for me X)&lt;br /&gt;I took my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; level 7 &lt;/span&gt;license too and passed, fortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SQGtGXBFBEI/AAAAAAAAAWg/PHp2m3nX4bg/s1600-h/2008_10_24_17.58.15.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/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SQGtGXBFBEI/AAAAAAAAAWg/PHp2m3nX4bg/s320/2008_10_24_17.58.15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260676164514808898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yay me~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, its no big deal to those &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;propropro&lt;/span&gt; people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-3928966118730098801?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/3928966118730098801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=3928966118730098801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/3928966118730098801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/3928966118730098801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/10/alright-this-is-getting-so-damn-damn.html' title='I&apos;M SO OPPOSITE, NOW YEY ME.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SQGtGXBFBEI/AAAAAAAAAWg/PHp2m3nX4bg/s72-c/2008_10_24_17.58.15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-9157620801544843342</id><published>2008-10-23T14:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:27:21.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One° 15 and high-class toilet zomg.</title><content type='html'>I had a absolute hell of a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, it was boring school, yeah, as usual D:&lt;br /&gt;But then in the afternoon, I went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;SENTOSA&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beatrice, Shannon and Ellis&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;s&gt;headed&lt;/s&gt; practically &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chionged&lt;/span&gt; all the way to IMM, the place to meet them.&lt;br /&gt;Initially, I thought we were supposed to meet at 2, but it was 2.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;Wasted my 30mintues/:&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, these things do happen. Anyway, all of us finally gathered together at 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, headed to the playground :D&lt;br /&gt;Ellis and Shannon found it too childish, especially that Ellis.&lt;br /&gt;Haiyoh, I tell you, she's 12 with a 21-yr-old mind-.-&lt;br /&gt;Then next went to Daiso, look around. You know like blah-ing? lol.&lt;br /&gt;Next to JEEC by Shannon's mum car for neoprints. Sad thing is, its gonna close down soon ):&lt;br /&gt;Whee, so fun to design. And Ellis is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;handwriter&lt;/span&gt;. She wrote so nice~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie HL&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(shannon's mum)&lt;/span&gt; chauffeured&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whao!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;us to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sentosa&lt;/span&gt; ;D&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what the 'club' name was called - One° 15(?) - Or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;But OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG. That place was high class.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly high class.&lt;br /&gt;Even the toilets were nice. OK, I mean especially the toilets.&lt;br /&gt;You should have seen, the toilets had aircon, and were so so bloody clean.&lt;br /&gt;It had a nice embience, with sofas and a really cool place where there were hair dryers and other stuffs. Pretty nice lockers too, although it was alittle cheapskate 'cause Beatrice couldn't open hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SQAYBRdmNbI/AAAAAAAAAWA/sOj-bte3Bdw/s1600-h/DSC01091.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/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SQAYBRdmNbI/AAAAAAAAAWA/sOj-bte3Bdw/s320/DSC01091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260230774915216818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My beautiful locker number, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SQAYBs46-wI/AAAAAAAAAWI/4MJwROtvLq8/s1600-h/DSC01092.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/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SQAYBs46-wI/AAAAAAAAAWI/4MJwROtvLq8/s320/DSC01092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260230782277581570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SQAYBjK5j_I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/XRlneXVXHP8/s1600-h/DSC01093.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/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SQAYBjK5j_I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/XRlneXVXHP8/s320/DSC01093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260230779668631538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Comfy sofas and table. Cool huh, which toilets have these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SQAYBAbd29I/AAAAAAAAAV4/T5JL724FEDU/s1600-h/DSC01089.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/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SQAYBAbd29I/AAAAAAAAAV4/T5JL724FEDU/s320/DSC01089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260230770342878162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was crapping as the rest bathed so slowly. Its natural.&lt;br /&gt;I look stupid lah, I know /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to the restaurant for a light snack.&lt;br /&gt;I beg to differ, it wasn't at all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;LIGHT&lt;/span&gt;. The brownie was hugggeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SQAYB0yfdUI/AAAAAAAAAWY/mQNqSKwzJLk/s1600-h/DSC01095.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/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SQAYB0yfdUI/AAAAAAAAAWY/mQNqSKwzJLk/s320/DSC01095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260230784398095682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at that, its almost as big as the plate-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, we walked around the place where the yachts were.&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, they were so cool, you know. Especially one black and white one I saw.&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling myself, that one fine day, I'll ride in that one. Hah, yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;And then it started to drizzle so we headed back indoor.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around alittle more - the place was like totally fabulous :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 7.30pm, we decided to have dinner at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;VivoCity&lt;/span&gt; 'cause food at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sentosa&lt;/span&gt; was expensive like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hellllllllllllll&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I walked around the whole of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;FoodRepublic&lt;/span&gt;. Couldn't find the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'suitable'&lt;/span&gt; food.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I ate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fish soup&lt;/span&gt; which was damn nice (:&lt;br /&gt;After that we had to go back home already T.T&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, I didn't want to end to day so quickly. But I was so bloody tired, so just as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived home at 9.30pm and already missed 30minutes of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;crime busters&lt;/span&gt; D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-9157620801544843342?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/9157620801544843342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=9157620801544843342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/9157620801544843342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/9157620801544843342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-had-absolute-hell-of-good-time.html' title='One° 15 and high-class toilet zomg.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SQAYBRdmNbI/AAAAAAAAAWA/sOj-bte3Bdw/s72-c/DSC01091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-763083992216040461</id><published>2008-10-18T19:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:26:24.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOO! I'M A GHOST. Go on, fear me.</title><content type='html'>Another day. Wait, I take that back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;boring&lt;/span&gt; day.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I just mapled&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(crapping)&lt;/span&gt; with my sister, auditioned by myself and played badminton and volleyball with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh. Boring, huh?&lt;br /&gt;OK, but maple was cool. There was this Halloween er.., event.&lt;br /&gt;And if you answer this cat its question to you, you can become a ghost for few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SPnISF03q6I/AAAAAAAAAVw/yVRNQWXeX2o/s1600-h/Maple0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SPnISF03q6I/AAAAAAAAAVw/yVRNQWXeX2o/s320/Maple0009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258454253058894754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SPnIQzCTVdI/AAAAAAAAAVY/iyHbUHsasgI/s1600-h/Maple0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SPnIQzCTVdI/AAAAAAAAAVY/iyHbUHsasgI/s320/Maple0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258454230835090898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hah, my sister and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SPnIRQfrVII/AAAAAAAAAVg/n6mIvI3-xqg/s1600-h/Maple0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SPnIRQfrVII/AAAAAAAAAVg/n6mIvI3-xqg/s320/Maple0005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258454238742926466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wahaha, I became sophelia(NPC). Long story.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause apparently his sister, er, lost her or something? And then NPC cant walk around mah.&lt;br /&gt;So, I had to become her, and talk to the brother-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SPnIRgDKw7I/AAAAAAAAAVo/BuEfKx1QMq0/s1600-h/Maple0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SPnIRgDKw7I/AAAAAAAAAVo/BuEfKx1QMq0/s320/Maple0006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258454242918319026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOL, Sophelia, say hello to Sophelia ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go for less then 3 months and it changed like hell. @#$#@%#&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, there is herb town, don't know what blah-blah desert and Mu Lung?&lt;br /&gt;OMG, where the hell are these places, anyway. I can't find the desert D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after maple and audition, went downstairs played badminton and volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I suck at both. Even though volleyball I played suck-ier.&lt;br /&gt;If I brought my HP down, I could have showed you. Whao, it was so&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; bloody red&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Came back home, watched TV, crapped alittle more and ate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;McChicken&lt;/span&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so I know I'm even crapping now. I know its a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ubber&lt;/span&gt; boring post that you wouldn't wanna read D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-763083992216040461?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/763083992216040461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=763083992216040461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/763083992216040461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/763083992216040461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-day.html' title='BOO! I&apos;M A GHOST. Go on, fear me.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SPnISF03q6I/AAAAAAAAAVw/yVRNQWXeX2o/s72-c/Maple0009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-7871501249421114248</id><published>2008-10-17T17:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:23:39.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CROSS CROSS. Oh. God.</title><content type='html'>WHOOO! Haven't post for about 4 days already. Hah, too busy with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Audition and Blogskins&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh. I'm going through the 6-day 'holiday'.&lt;br /&gt;OK lah, actually its marking day. I can fully imagine the teachers incredulous face, staring at my PSLE paper, shaking head and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CROSS CROSS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Argh, its so bloody scary. Heck, I'm tensing up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, enjoyed myself at JEEC and IMM ;D&lt;br /&gt;Went with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JiaHui, SzuJin, XueNing, Ian, KK, Terence, Edwin and Amos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Wahseh, 4  girls VS 5 boys.&lt;br /&gt;So sorry, I was late! Uhh, but JiaFei was later :B&lt;br /&gt;First went to '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;pretty pix&lt;/span&gt;' to take neoprints. *Sigh. The place I lost my bag.&lt;br /&gt;I freaked out when I thought gonna take with the boys, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;In the end we didn't, 'cause I guess we were both equally freaked out-.-&lt;br /&gt;But Ian did come in&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'celafare'&lt;/span&gt; abit. Later they took again, but they design the pictures so long loh! What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went downstairs, crapped alittle, argued about where to go - JP or IMM.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously luh, I said JP but I'm pretty glad we went to IMM, afterall :D&lt;br /&gt;Then somehow or another, we 'lost' the boys&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(excluding Ian)&lt;/span&gt;. So we went to buy waffles.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether that lady was being friendly or not but she asked so many questions loh!&lt;br /&gt;Like how come today no school? And then we said PSLE marking. And then she said, "Orhh!" As though she understands very well what it is, then suddenly she asked, "Don't you need to study for exams?"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(In chinese)&lt;/span&gt;. We went, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"HUH?"&lt;/span&gt; lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I know I sound abit rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we ate finished our waffles the stupid boys still haven't finished &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;arcade-ing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So SzuJin decided to trick them that we were at IMM already. Omg, what kind of president of student councilors do we have these days X:&lt;br /&gt;Kidding. You're a greatestestestest president, yeah :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when we arrived we spotted this really cool thing!&lt;br /&gt;Its like this protractor on top, showing some sort of games that you can kick/move/pop(?) with your legs. Hehehe! So fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, we looked like some 6-yr-old kids -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later Ian wanted to play the 'mentos game'. It was so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;He already pressed 5 and then it came out 3 only! Haiyohh.&lt;br /&gt;When we turned around we immediately saw the other &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;arcade-ing&lt;/span&gt; boys.&lt;br /&gt;Next...hmm, let me recall. Oh yeah, we split up again. This time separately boys and girls(:&lt;br /&gt;Then blah-blah went around for awhile. After &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jiafei and XueNing&lt;/span&gt; bought some stuff, we went around to 'hunt' for the boys.&lt;br /&gt;So.., they were at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mos Burger&lt;/span&gt;. How rich huh!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;XueNing or SzuJin&lt;/span&gt;, bought fries for us to be able to remain at Mos Burger.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the stingy boys didn't even offer us anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, apart from that disgusting butter-like thing on paper for us to lick?! /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to play that 'protractor' game again ;D So fun, I love to pop those corn seeds!&lt;br /&gt;Then er.. I think we went to the playground on the 3rd level, right outside IMM.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad the waterworks was closed. {UNDER MAINTENANCE} D:&lt;br /&gt;After playing I felt like some overgrown kid sweating all over.&lt;br /&gt;Then crapped alittle more at the fish pond. Throwing my slippers, only using my feet, aiming for the dustbin-.-&lt;br /&gt;The girls decided to go to Diaso first. And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jiafei&lt;/span&gt; spotted this really &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"COOL"&lt;/span&gt; sunglasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SPhkK1A6kAI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/qngTIW_BFDY/s1600-h/DSC01060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SPhkK1A6kAI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/qngTIW_BFDY/s320/DSC01060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258062702147440642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SPhkK4D9UsI/AAAAAAAAAVI/XtxNrg308GA/s1600-h/DSC01061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SPhkK4D9UsI/AAAAAAAAAVI/XtxNrg308GA/s320/DSC01061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258062702965510850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha, pretty &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;'cool'&lt;/span&gt; huh? Jiafei wouldn't let me take a shot of her! D:&lt;br /&gt;Walked around alittle more. Then went out, and spotted the boys outside drinking the Diaso drinks already?! Like how the heck were they so fast?!!?!&lt;br /&gt;OK, then we decided to go home. But before that we played the 'protractor' game one last time&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(*AHEM, must protract this loudly)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KK's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; legs stepped on mine D:&lt;br /&gt;Uhh, write on your blog my legs fat huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went home by MRT. I was the only one left by myself at Boon Lay ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH, my bloody spectacles can't stay clean. And I have no idea why D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-7871501249421114248?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/7871501249421114248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=7871501249421114248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/7871501249421114248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/7871501249421114248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/10/whooo-havent-post-for-about-4-days.html' title='CROSS CROSS. Oh. God.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SPhkK1A6kAI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/qngTIW_BFDY/s72-c/DSC01060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-7812731668582286557</id><published>2008-10-13T19:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:22:40.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat the McWing, ya? -wink wink-</title><content type='html'>Oh great. Just great. Another day of boring school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I think its totally a waste of time. I have this really strong urge to go the the doctor's and demand for an MC -,-&lt;br /&gt;Really, its getting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt; boring. I played &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;'GAME OF LIFE'&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WenHui, SzuJin, XueNing &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; HuiYuh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEE, that game was totally fab. I didn't lose, I think ;D&lt;br /&gt;I had so little life. OK, as in life &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;cards&lt;/span&gt;. You get my point.&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;XueNing&lt;/span&gt; had the most &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'babies'&lt;/span&gt;, hehe. We were half thinking she would need a second car.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wenhui&lt;/span&gt;'s &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'husband'&lt;/span&gt; was Hanjiang-,- And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SzuJin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HuiYuh&lt;/span&gt; are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you-know-who&lt;/span&gt;. Alright, who's my so-called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'husband'&lt;/span&gt; then? X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later for the rest of the day at school was just played stress and stress and stress and stress and SS and stress again, and lastly, stress. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Played with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sophia, Cheryl, HuiYuh&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ian&lt;/span&gt;. I tell you, Ian was super enthusiastic.&lt;br /&gt;He was going,  and then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"arggh!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"START&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!"&lt;/span&gt; and then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*bam bam bam!&lt;/span&gt; his cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I call enthusiasm, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, JiaHui, Yanni and I went to JP for &lt;s&gt;Mrs Wong's present&lt;/s&gt; some stuff. OK, its just some stuff. Nothing else X:&lt;br /&gt;They came to my house to eat lunch. And commented that the atmosphere was bloody quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, really? Is it really that quiet?&lt;br /&gt;OK, anyway after that we headed to JP. We went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Popular&lt;/span&gt; to buy some materials for  &lt;s&gt;Mrs Wong's present&lt;/s&gt; the stuff. We made doubly sure that we took the receipt.&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow, we shall throw them all back to Mr. Sponsor, ya? *winks&lt;br /&gt;OMGoshy. I sound just like Baberella. OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I love to eat oreo, but only the icing inside, ya?" *winks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Urrk, it gives me goosebumps, ya. OK, relax, no winking -,-&lt;br /&gt;Back to my point, we headed to MacDonald next. Ate quite alot of stuff - Sundae(Hot Fudge, YUMM!), fries and McWings.&lt;br /&gt;You know, 'cause there are 4 McWings and there were only three of us, so we had a hard time choosing who should eat the last piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The youngest should let the oldest eat!" "The oldest must give in to the youngest!" "You smallest need the most nutrients!" "Lets call McDelivery to send to KK's house!" LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the end, we decided to share. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jiafei&lt;/span&gt;, took the intiative to eat first. Then me and then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yanni&lt;/span&gt;. Yanni totally cheated! She only took one bit of the skin D:&lt;br /&gt;OK, so we spent about 20min on this McWings thing. Stupid wing(!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SPMx8CtemyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/beFa3p5LlP4/s1600-h/DSC01057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SPMx8CtemyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/beFa3p5LlP4/s320/DSC01057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256600097661033250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the stupid wing what wasted our 20min. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr.Sponsor&lt;/span&gt;(you know who you are, if you're reading this) : I DID NOT QUIT AUDITION, SO YOU CAN RELAX, ya? *winks. OKOK, kidding. But I didn't quit, get that into your head lah -,-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-7812731668582286557?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/7812731668582286557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=7812731668582286557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/7812731668582286557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/7812731668582286557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-great.html' title='Eat the McWing, ya? -wink wink-'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SPMx8CtemyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/beFa3p5LlP4/s72-c/DSC01057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-7420727622707914953</id><published>2008-10-11T20:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:21:48.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like blahings, I'm so bored.</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm happy PSLE has ended but I'm now so bored D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its either a blogskin or audition and audition or blogskin. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp;maple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But audition's getting boring. I play with my friends but I'm like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; totally left out.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so that's what happen when you're just a bloody noob, for instance, me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'll just stick to blogskin-ning and mapling.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I don't like to audition but its no fun playing by myself ):&lt;br /&gt;All I do is sit and calafare. Yep, you can pretty much guess that's my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so-called&lt;/span&gt; 'job'.&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell, you don't know how much I hate that 'job'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so I was becoming alittle &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;. But I meant what I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just now in the afternoon, Sophia and I went to JP to buy Celeste's birthday gift(shhh!).&lt;br /&gt;I can't say what it is X: Or she may just find out.&lt;br /&gt;So, I waited &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'very very very&lt;/span&gt;' long(20min)-.-&lt;br /&gt;And then, I spotted on the stage were 93.3 people? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;They were advertising for "Bella"(?), a skin care product I think.&lt;br /&gt;WHEEE~&lt;br /&gt;We saw Fann Wong at 2.00pm. Oh god, I must still be in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;celebrity-craze&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I was at the 3rd level, I couldn't see much of her D:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we continued and bought somemore stuff. And then we headed to the library.&lt;br /&gt;Then blah-blah-blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh bother. I'm in no mood to post. Its just such a boring day.&lt;br /&gt;And you know I can't help it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-7420727622707914953?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/7420727622707914953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=7420727622707914953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/7420727622707914953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/7420727622707914953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/10/yes-im-happy-psle-has-ended-but-im-now.html' title='Like blahings, I&apos;m so bored.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-2192201644681355380</id><published>2008-10-08T17:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:20:37.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY THE WORLD MANZSZXZS. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YAY ME! AND YOU. AND HER. AND HIM. AND THEM. AND US.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PSLE is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So&lt;/span&gt; totally over.&lt;br /&gt;I can't describe my happiness. When Ms Tia collected the science paper, I was going, "Hehehehehehe", smiling like some mental lunatic.&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; bloody happy. I can now &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blogskin, audi&lt;/span&gt; and.., &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;maple&lt;/span&gt;, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;OK. Take a deep breath. I can practically feel myself going hyper soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. After that Sophia made a last minute decision to go my house. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;At the bus-stop, we were like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'mission impossibles'&lt;/span&gt;. Making sure we spot no 6c4-ian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Suay.&lt;/span&gt; Right as we sat down, 6c4-ians started streaming in.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god, she was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;paiseh&lt;/span&gt; like hell. Then she looked away, then 6c4-ians asked me, then they asked her, then...,&lt;br /&gt;OK, this is getting lengthy. I shall not write every single detail of us breathing in and walk one step and then breathing out and taking another step and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so you got my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later went to my house. Played some computer and Monopoly.__.&lt;br /&gt;Next stop to JP. Had lunch at KFC. Its quite a place of flabs.&lt;br /&gt;Oh sorry, I mean, a place where you can easily put on lots flabs.&lt;br /&gt;But still. I guess its alright to put on some flabs now and then. Its inevitable, OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jalan-jalan&lt;/span&gt;. Somehow, Zone-X had this force pulling Sophia there.&lt;br /&gt;So she tried her luck for some toys, but to no avail. Honestly, they are total money-eaters.&lt;br /&gt;What should I name them? Er, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;moneyvores&lt;/span&gt;..? That's a pretty good name.&lt;br /&gt;She already managed to grasp that cute little mickey mouse.&lt;br /&gt;And then it just dropped!  $^$%&amp;amp;#$%!#$%^&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;I also tried my luck, but it was totally the wrong spot.__.&lt;br /&gt;Later went blah-ing. Stumbled upon Kiddy Palace. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm no kid, but hey, I'm so short, I look like one anyway.&lt;br /&gt;We went to the stuff toys section and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;waaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;, they sb cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SOyuL5JpLQI/AAAAAAAAATI/VRbfBUHNZEA/s1600-h/DSC01034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SOyuL5JpLQI/AAAAAAAAATI/VRbfBUHNZEA/s320/DSC01034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254766384577588482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SOyuMOPiVsI/AAAAAAAAATQ/LElR4mouG_I/s1600-h/DSC01036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SOyuMOPiVsI/AAAAAAAAATQ/LElR4mouG_I/s320/DSC01036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254766390239450818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SO21x-PC8HI/AAAAAAAAAUw/IoxfQsUkzvY/s1600-h/DSC01037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SO21x-PC8HI/AAAAAAAAAUw/IoxfQsUkzvY/s320/DSC01037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255056210335559794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;teddy the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'calefare'&lt;br /&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SO21yLpPEsI/AAAAAAAAAU4/sbMqc07-68c/s1600-h/DSC01038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SO21yLpPEsI/AAAAAAAAAU4/sbMqc07-68c/s320/DSC01038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255056213935067842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SOyyJOa-JoI/AAAAAAAAAUo/yfBkSrcnmco/s1600-h/DSC01042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SOyyJOa-JoI/AAAAAAAAAUo/yfBkSrcnmco/s320/DSC01042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254770736794314370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know that the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;flabby lunatic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hibernates just like this polar bear does. But I tell you, this one is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1000000000000000000000000000000000000000x&lt;/span&gt; cuter than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SOyyJJiASII/AAAAAAAAAUg/sqyPtip7PwM/s1600-h/DSC01043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SOyyJJiASII/AAAAAAAAAUg/sqyPtip7PwM/s320/DSC01043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254770735481636994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;piglet&lt;/span&gt; and he's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;pooh bear&lt;/span&gt;, and together, they produced &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;pooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;let&lt;/span&gt;! Aww, how adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SOyyIwxR-JI/AAAAAAAAAUY/ay5id2xf3-U/s1600-h/DSC01044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SOyyIwxR-JI/AAAAAAAAAUY/ay5id2xf3-U/s320/DSC01044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254770728834824338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm honestly speaking, I had a hell of a great time :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-2192201644681355380?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/2192201644681355380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=2192201644681355380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/2192201644681355380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/2192201644681355380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/10/yay-me-and-you.html' title='YAY THE WORLD MANZSZXZS. :D'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SOyuL5JpLQI/AAAAAAAAATI/VRbfBUHNZEA/s72-c/DSC01034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-3044894590884276315</id><published>2008-10-05T19:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:20:02.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out my latest hit word ha-di-ha-ha.</title><content type='html'>Oh, what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say. My mind is in a total whirl.&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking about my EL PSLE last friday. And I'm thinking about the next few days' PSLE. And I'm also thinking about what I can do after PSLE. And I'm thinking about how fun my church camp will be in nov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know which to think first. Are all first-timers of PSLE like this?&lt;br /&gt;Really. I'll die. Just 3 stabs more to go, but before that, I think I'll die first D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway. EL PSLE was quite OK. I hope I don't do badly. MUST GET AN A, please!&lt;br /&gt;But I heard that if one paper was easy, the rest would be bloody tough.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so be it. I mean if its difficult, the MOE people will lower the tee score, or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;So.., tomorrow's Maths. And I've got this in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. That's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*A*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care. I'm determined. Or..&lt;br /&gt;OK, just a high A. I care more about the final aggregate anyway( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Chinese would be simpler. I've practically memorized all the words and meanings.&lt;br /&gt;So please. Please, please, please. Make it simpler. Don't give me those new alien words to me.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. For science.&lt;br /&gt;I guess its OK. I mean, I know my facts and most of the common questions I know how to apply the concept..&lt;br /&gt;I suppose it should be OK. Or at least I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what the heck. Yeah, you can pretty much guess that's my line for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PS. good luck everyone. especially 6c4, OK! :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/32365925-3044894590884276315?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/3044894590884276315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=3044894590884276315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/3044894590884276315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/3044894590884276315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-what-heck.html' title='Check out my latest hit word ha-di-ha-ha.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-8546168852430196426</id><published>2008-09-27T10:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:04:04.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm emo nemo. And then I'm not.</title><content type='html'>Whooo. I manage to find time to post, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really too busy, preparing for PSLE. OK, so you know that's bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;Its just that my mum don't allow me D:&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, but she has her point, I suppose. The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG THING&lt;/span&gt; is just next week. *screams wildly.&lt;br /&gt;Its like, I'm in a rocket, or something. I feel as though I'm still in the world of 2oo7.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and guess what, its gonna be 2oo9 soon. And I'm not even in 2oo8(!!)&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. Sometimes, I really want this remote control, where you can just rewind everything.&lt;br /&gt;But the whole world has to rewind with me, doesn't it? *sigh.&lt;br /&gt;So I suppose it'll be unfair to the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god. I've been talking a whole lot of crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so enough of all these &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;time-is-flying-and-I-want-to-rewind-it&lt;/span&gt; stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Children's Day celebration. It was kinda fun.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, with all those teacher's in our school uniform. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Fu and Ms Toh were the emcees. I tell you, Mr Fu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;doesn't fit.&lt;br /&gt;He's way too tall. And Ms Toh has to constantly look up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, there was this guessing which teacher has that item flashed on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;So unfair, they never pick our class&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(on the left)&lt;/span&gt; de ):&lt;br /&gt;Then later there was the video of class 5D5(?) where the teachers act as 'students'.&lt;br /&gt;OMGosh, LOL-ed for don't know how long. It was so bloody funny.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, Mrs Kwan was the teacher. Very strict.&lt;br /&gt;There was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Zana&lt;/span&gt; as the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'ah huey'&lt;/span&gt; I think. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Nava&lt;/span&gt; as the bimbo :D&lt;br /&gt;And still have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Siva&lt;/span&gt; the class monitor. Super neat leh, moustage also comb, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Still got the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'kiasu'&lt;/span&gt; one, the sloppy and I forgot what else.&lt;br /&gt;When they having 'spotcheck', &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Ong&lt;/span&gt; so funny!&lt;br /&gt;He tucked out his shirt. Then, Mrs Kwan&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(the strict teacher)&lt;/span&gt; say no good, so he fold it upwards.&lt;br /&gt;Just like what we, as students, always do. So typical.&lt;br /&gt;Somemore he fold so toot loh, so innocent-looking. *Laugh my head off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were somemore performances, abit boring I must say. . .&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it was just singing. Mr Tsu, surprisingly, sang not bad.&lt;br /&gt;This is the first ever time I complimented him, omg O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went back to class, we got some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'amazing presents'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Presents = Homework. I expect after 9months in 6c4, you know the equations.&lt;br /&gt;But still. We really got some amazing presents. At least, to me it is.&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);font-size:130%;" &gt;曾老师&lt;/span&gt; gave 6cL2 higlighters. Their so professional-like. I picked &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Dang. I didn't know there were &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt;. Still, nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Harlinah gave us each a letter and sticker name tags.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how she does it. Its so cool leh. Everyone of us has different pictures on it.&lt;br /&gt;Mine is this &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;superman&lt;/span&gt; flying and a cute &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;bee&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;I took a picture of the gifts, but I can't find the USB wire. Apologies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no. I've missed 20minutes of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Latest Buzz&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-8546168852430196426?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/8546168852430196426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=8546168852430196426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/8546168852430196426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/8546168852430196426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/09/whooo.html' title='I&apos;m emo nemo. And then I&apos;m not.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-9135414165601217885</id><published>2008-09-20T17:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:03:13.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go jean yip, flabby lunatic. Honestly.</title><content type='html'>Sorry peepos! I couldn't blog for awhile 'cause I was rather busy :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;work work work work&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;more &lt;/span&gt;work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh. Just that few weeks to PSLE and I'm so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"excited"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;OK lah. Actually I'm that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whee&lt;/span&gt; bit excited. Just alittle.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe its just more of anxiety luh.&lt;br /&gt;I just want it to be over. So I can start audi-ing, blogskin-ing and whatever I can't do before PSLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway. KK told me this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"DARN YOU, XXX XXXXXXX!&lt;br /&gt;FROM MY SCIENCE CONCEPT, I LEARN THAT POLAR BEARS&lt;br /&gt;STORE FATS WHICH AFTER THEY EATEN ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;THEN THEY GO HIBERNATING.&lt;br /&gt;FOR YOUR INFO, YES, YOUR SIZE IS MUCH WORSE THAN&lt;br /&gt;AN OBESE POLAR BEAR!&lt;br /&gt;ONLY THAT THEY HAVE FUR BUT U HAVE OUTRAGEOUS NUMBER OF HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;SO I UNDERTAND THAT YOU FUNCTION WELL LIKE A POLAR BEAR!&lt;br /&gt;BUT PLEASE, I AM A HUMAN WHO ONLY CAN HIBERNATE AT NIGHT,&lt;br /&gt;AND I NEED TO EAT, EVEN ROBOTS NEED TO EAT!&lt;br /&gt;WHY I DON HAVE TO EAT!?&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE @?!%YOU ARE @?!%$&amp;amp; LUNATIC!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Copyrighted from &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/kk-slacker.blogspot.com/"&gt;KK&lt;/a&gt; who copyrighted from &lt;a href="http://www.that-dispiritedgirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;JiaFei&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly can't agree anymore. It is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;super&lt;/span&gt; infuriating.&lt;br /&gt;I hate her to the core, and I tell you, I can't wait to leave &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Shuqun&lt;/span&gt; and never see her ever again.&lt;br /&gt;She's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; totally the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;F L A B B I E S T&lt;/span&gt; lunatic I've ever known.&lt;br /&gt;*Flares up and try to simmer down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I got back my prelims 2 results. Their OK-OK bah.&lt;br /&gt;EL : 72.5/95&lt;br /&gt;CL : 78/90&lt;br /&gt;Maths : 95.5/100 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will kill those who got 96. I will murder them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sci : I'm sorry. I can't say yet. Durian won't bloody give back bklt B /:&lt;br /&gt;If you bother to calculate, I must get a 37 to get an A*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And during maths lesson, lum ren was our storyteller. A perfect hannah lum updater.&lt;br /&gt;So we wasted our time away with heaps of stories X:&lt;br /&gt;Uh no, its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;distressing&lt;/span&gt;. Not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wasting&lt;/span&gt;, sorry. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm awaiting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PSLE&lt;/span&gt; - a scary monster charging towards me with a huge sword ready to stab me 4 times.&lt;br /&gt;*screams hysterically for help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-9135414165601217885?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/9135414165601217885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=9135414165601217885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/9135414165601217885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/9135414165601217885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/09/sorry-peepos-i-couldnt-blog-for-awhile.html' title='Go jean yip, flabby lunatic. Honestly.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-9017191183927490572</id><published>2008-09-14T20:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:01:47.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fry my brain into tiny pieces, will you?</title><content type='html'>I told you I dread Sundays.&lt;br /&gt;Oh righty, I'll take it back. I don't dread today's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Suntec City after church. You know, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jalan-jalan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, we went to check out the travel fair, but it was overflowing with people D:&lt;br /&gt;So we didn't bother to queue-up, though some deals were pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;We were sure to take more then half the time solely on queuing.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;浪費时间的&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But still. We got some ideas on where to go during the dec. holidays :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEE~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sighs heavily.&lt;br /&gt;But I still have my bloody prelims 2 science tomorrow. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;And in a mere 3 weeks time, it'll be my PSLE. ARGGGHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;This is&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; gonna be my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;brain-blowing&lt;/span&gt; period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's besides my point of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, as I was saying, the fair also had some performances.&lt;br /&gt;I caught the 'Spanish Flamenco'(?) I think.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't look too &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'spanish'&lt;/span&gt; to me - there was a bangla performance-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SM0GXE6ay-I/AAAAAAAAASI/IaUMAHssqM0/s1600-h/DSC00986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SM0GXE6ay-I/AAAAAAAAASI/IaUMAHssqM0/s320/DSC00986.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245856134482021346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SM0GXVlPQZI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ybq7JmczPXE/s1600-h/DSC00988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SM0GXVlPQZI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ybq7JmczPXE/s320/DSC00988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245856138956587410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what these girls are dancing. Don't worry, this isn't the bangla one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are though :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SM0GXmxq61I/AAAAAAAAASY/DQX8zfPFh90/s1600-h/DSC00990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SM0GXmxq61I/AAAAAAAAASY/DQX8zfPFh90/s320/DSC00990.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245856143572134738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SM0GXj9jcsI/AAAAAAAAASg/9ClH7h5Bb4M/s1600-h/DSC00994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SM0GXj9jcsI/AAAAAAAAASg/9ClH7h5Bb4M/s320/DSC00994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245856142816670402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W H A O&lt;/span&gt;!! Their spinning each other~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SM0GYGg6OJI/AAAAAAAAASo/VxUuvBdioRQ/s1600-h/DSC00997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SM0GYGg6OJI/AAAAAAAAASo/VxUuvBdioRQ/s320/DSC00997.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245856152091768978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W H A O-er!!! That poor middle guy.&lt;br /&gt;First, he has to spin the bottom guy, then the top. And it goes on and on. 15s maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SM0HA884YZI/AAAAAAAAASw/19VWe9gjfB0/s1600-h/DSC00999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SM0HA884YZI/AAAAAAAAASw/19VWe9gjfB0/s320/DSC00999.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245856853899370898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SM0HAwF84kI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Lncp9dYzlPQ/s1600-h/DSC01002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SM0HAwF84kI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Lncp9dYzlPQ/s320/DSC01002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245856850447753794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drumrooolllls to the drummer~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we wandered about before landing up at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carrefour&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My dad bought &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;tiramisu&lt;/span&gt; flavoured ice-cream. Hmmm..,yumm ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SM0HBDkBRfI/AAAAAAAAATA/NBQ-oH4fS-A/s1600-h/DSC01003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SM0HBDkBRfI/AAAAAAAAATA/NBQ-oH4fS-A/s320/DSC01003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245856855674144242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks pretty weird.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow my mum's black pommy hair behind looks like a scoop of ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha. Seriously, no kidding. Can you see it? o.O&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, continued to 'roam' about. Quite restless, you see.&lt;br /&gt;Still. It was quite fun. I'll give it a pass for an enjoyable day (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, tomorrow's bloody science and I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;can't wait&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-9017191183927490572?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/9017191183927490572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=9017191183927490572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/9017191183927490572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/9017191183927490572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-told-you-i-dread-sundays.html' title='Fry my brain into tiny pieces, will you?'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SM0GXE6ay-I/AAAAAAAAASI/IaUMAHssqM0/s72-c/DSC00986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-7171172251859356696</id><published>2008-09-13T20:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:59:54.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEYA SAT., I got your limo and red carpet ready.</title><content type='html'>Its a Saturday, YAY!&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking how this day would never come.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, this week seemed to just drag by D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so here it is.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway just now I went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Gek Poh'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(a shopping mall)&lt;/span&gt; for a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;Only my fringe to be precise. Its so long and it keeps pricking into my eyes/:&lt;br /&gt;My mum says that one particular hairdresser whose cutting skills are good(?) very popular. So must 'book' her first at 6.30.&lt;br /&gt;But when it came 6.45pm, she was still blowing that bloody lady's hair!&lt;br /&gt;Argh. Oh, right, perhaps it wasn't bloody but I was getting impatient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm..*cooling down&lt;br /&gt;Now my fringe seems too short-.-My mum even insisted it must be shorter.&lt;br /&gt;So I currently look sorta &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'toot'&lt;/span&gt;. Like some total nerd. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't 'critisize' my haircut. It was quite a bad one.&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least I don't like it. But my parents say its nice. *Sigh. As usual luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before my haircut, I went to JP with my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;jie&lt;/span&gt; who wanted to buy a volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;I paid alittle, so I have a tiny share of it too :D&lt;br /&gt;Its really really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;. Super hotpink, I'll say.&lt;br /&gt;So after we bought, we went to my house's void deck to play.&lt;br /&gt;UGHH, I couldn't hit it right. It was so bloody hard!&lt;br /&gt;My school's has cushion and its nice and soft.&lt;br /&gt;But this one...,&lt;br /&gt;Just hitting once and my arms would turn red. Must be my lack of arm exercise-.-&lt;br /&gt;Still. I'm determine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. So that was my today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, was PSLE LC.&lt;br /&gt;Both were so tough D: But luckily, EL so far haven't spotted any mistakes. PHEW.&lt;br /&gt;But my CL have 1 wrong already!! Argh. So now its 18/19(?)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, keep it that way. Don't 'deprove' anymore, PLEASE! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after I got home my mum&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; immediately&lt;/span&gt; called me.&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh. Didn't even get much of the comp yet. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;She said she wanted to have lunch with me at JP, so bo-bian lor.&lt;br /&gt;But it was kinda a 'blessing in disguise'.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mark Lee&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kym Ng&lt;/span&gt;. AHHHHHHH~~&lt;br /&gt;One of my fav. funniest celebs!!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. I must be in the celebrity-craze. But sadly couldn't see them close-up view.&lt;br /&gt;I was at the third level, you see):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Sunday, and I never like Sundays D:&lt;br /&gt;*Sighs again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-7171172251859356696?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/7171172251859356696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=7171172251859356696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/7171172251859356696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/7171172251859356696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-saturday-yay-i-was-thinking-how.html' title='HEYA SAT., I got your limo and red carpet ready.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-4175162589848191407</id><published>2008-09-11T20:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:58:23.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M OH-SO-SICK, yeah.</title><content type='html'>OMGOSH, I am sick. As in fever kinda sick, not a pervert -.-&lt;br /&gt;So how to concentrate on my PSLE LC tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHH~~~&lt;br /&gt;Please pray hard that I'll be well for LC. Please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais.&lt;br /&gt;It was CL prelims 2 too. Must admit, it was kinda tough.&lt;br /&gt;So I won't be able to get 80+  again ):&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after the test, we had to practice for LC.&lt;br /&gt;We used 'o6 and 'o7 de. Got full marks :D&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can keep it up for tomorrow's. CL too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, I don't feel like writing now. Sorry for the short post S:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-4175162589848191407?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/4175162589848191407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=4175162589848191407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/4175162589848191407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/4175162589848191407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/09/omgosh-i-am-sick.html' title='I&apos;M OH-SO-SICK, yeah.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-7611284885746789173</id><published>2008-09-06T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:57:28.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I went to bed and knocked my head.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Its rain, its pouring&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man is snoring&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went to bed and knock his head&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And couldn't wake up in the morning~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I still remember this nursery rhyme, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Its pouring like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELL&lt;/span&gt;. The rhythm keeps going pitter-patter-pitter-patter.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm getting sick of it O: Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway just now went for a really good meal for my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gor's&lt;/span&gt; belated B'DAY dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Its vegetarian but they cooked the 'meat' like real meat. It tastes even better than real meat!&lt;br /&gt;Aghh, my mouth's watering like a fountain.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; OK, Obviously I'm not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the yam ring and 'fish' and ginger rice and perfection blah-blah and 'deer meat' thingy(?) and 'kangkong' and claypot beancurd and...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so there. I love everything ;D&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SMKI_agRanI/AAAAAAAAARg/2tb92n8KxHg/s1600-h/DSC00970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SMKI_agRanI/AAAAAAAAARg/2tb92n8KxHg/s320/DSC00970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242903539240495730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leftover peanuts. Eventually my dad ate them up. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SMKI_fKuO7I/AAAAAAAAARo/d_jX1aRfCvw/s1600-h/DSC00972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SMKI_fKuO7I/AAAAAAAAARo/d_jX1aRfCvw/s320/DSC00972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242903540492286898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ginger rice. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which pretty much looks like normal rice&lt;/span&gt;.__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SMKI_jF-3eI/AAAAAAAAARw/opxqx598iDs/s1600-h/DSC00973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SMKI_jF-3eI/AAAAAAAAARw/opxqx598iDs/s320/DSC00973.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242903541546147298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'deer meat' thing. Its sizzling. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*BUBBLE BUBBLE BUBBLE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SMKI_-3C9iI/AAAAAAAAAR4/O7ovT6bRFPY/s1600-h/DSC00974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SMKI_-3C9iI/AAAAAAAAAR4/O7ovT6bRFPY/s320/DSC00974.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242903548999693858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SMKJAGWt6tI/AAAAAAAAASA/gX8LFEPjRwY/s1600-h/DSC00975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SMKJAGWt6tI/AAAAAAAAASA/gX8LFEPjRwY/s320/DSC00975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242903551011580626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those two pictures is my plate of food.&lt;br /&gt;So supersupersupersupersupersupersupersupersupersupersupersupersuper scrumplicious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-7611284885746789173?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/7611284885746789173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=7611284885746789173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/7611284885746789173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/7611284885746789173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-rain-its-pouring-old-man-is-snoring.html' title='I went to bed and knocked my head.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SMKI_agRanI/AAAAAAAAARg/2tb92n8KxHg/s72-c/DSC00970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-3640435188346854564</id><published>2008-09-04T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:56:56.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZU NI SHENGRE KUAILE GOR~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY GOR;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is revolving so quickly, and I can't quite grasp it all D:&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just now in the morning got boring durian's lesson, ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;I was practically crapping most of the time until the experiment of the dataloggers.&lt;br /&gt;Dataloggers were pretty fun. When we did the light and PH censor thingy.&lt;br /&gt;For the PH experiment, we had to collect tap water, rainwater and '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SAI' &lt;/span&gt;water&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;{which is obviously pondwater that has fish's poop&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;HuiYuh collected the rainwater which was the toughest 'cause when the raindrops plop in the beaker, some will splutter out. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;So this little heroine went to huiyuh's rescue, and gave her shelter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Janice the heroine :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I know, cut it out..So &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haolian&lt;/span&gt; X:&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, after when end of the lesson that time, we were to put our heads on the table.&lt;br /&gt;For some reason or another, durian released me the first. Woohoo~~&lt;br /&gt;But then my stupid 187 came so late that I was still at the bus-stop when they let off-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SL_lJgAPPzI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ln8AIF6gZBc/s1600-h/DSC00968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SL_lJgAPPzI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ln8AIF6gZBc/s320/DSC00968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242160442655063858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SL_lJ2BcCUI/AAAAAAAAARY/sz2A8a6fanU/s1600-h/DSC00969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SL_lJ2BcCUI/AAAAAAAAARY/sz2A8a6fanU/s320/DSC00969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242160448565676354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its super blur 'cause my family was rushing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the most DELICIOUS cheesecake in my life:D&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Itchiban&lt;/span&gt;, I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-3640435188346854564?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/3640435188346854564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=3640435188346854564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/3640435188346854564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/3640435188346854564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-is-my-gors-birthday.html' title='ZU NI SHENGRE KUAILE GOR~!'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SL_lJgAPPzI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ln8AIF6gZBc/s72-c/DSC00968.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-4685050697675516664</id><published>2008-09-03T12:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:56:04.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh please, cut that so bitchy act</title><content type='html'>Today had maths supplementary.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, it was kinda boring. But still, WE LOVE &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MRS LUM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;She was going through maths paper and I was crapping with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beling&lt;/span&gt; and me sprayed water on wenhui's chair when she got up.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. She got so 'angry' leh.&lt;br /&gt;Then I wrote on a tissue paper : "Sorry. Forgive Sharnice. S:"&lt;br /&gt;LOL. So funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had break time. I got so full from stealing food from others, X:&lt;br /&gt;A little from here and there. Prawn Crackers&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;{beling's&lt;/span&gt;, Wang Wang biscuit&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;{the boys who gave to wenhui who gave to me&lt;/span&gt;, Waffle&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;{jiawei&lt;/span&gt;. I don't think there are anymore. O:&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. Anyway, it was sooooo goooooooooood!&lt;br /&gt;Then just at the end of the lesson, I suddenly saw Min Nee crying. URGH.&lt;br /&gt;Again as usual. You know, I'm really pretty sick of her. She cried 'cause Ian hit her, something liddat.&lt;br /&gt;She cries over trivial matters. What the hell. I can't stand her any longer.&lt;br /&gt;She could have just you know, at most scream at him or something? TSK.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to say this, but you're just a pathetic, fucking attention-seeker.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm sorry, but thats what I personally think of you. And you can bet many out there thinks alike. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, wenhui and me brought down things for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;lum ren&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;YAY, could take the lift. I love the smell of the lift, LOL-.-&lt;br /&gt;We thought we were supposed to wait for 6c4's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'grand'&lt;/span&gt; arrival, but actually to go to the staff room lah. Blur liao.&lt;br /&gt;Along the way to the staff room, we and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;lum ren&lt;/span&gt; crapped alittle about Ian's and Hafizah's contaminated mind, XD haha.&lt;br /&gt;Went into the staff room. Oooh, I love the floor. So slidey, WHOOO.&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;lum ren&lt;/span&gt; open her cupboard-like thing, saw so much food inside! O:&lt;br /&gt;She switched on her laptop and went to our class blog.&lt;br /&gt;Spotted at the tagboard - 6c4'o7 Senior! Oh W H A O.&lt;br /&gt;After that we 'zao' le, went home. I wanted 'everyday' from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SUSSIE&lt;/span&gt;, but she going different way, so cannot ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M GONNA HATE TOMORROW - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DURIAN'S&lt;/span&gt; LESSON! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-4685050697675516664?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/4685050697675516664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=4685050697675516664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/4685050697675516664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/4685050697675516664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-had-maths-supplementary.html' title='Oh please, cut that so bitchy act'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-5060123399496321384</id><published>2008-08-31T18:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:54:15.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum</title><content type='html'>Today was pretty &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sian&lt;/span&gt;. You know, the usual stuff - church, lunch, watched 黄金路 and dinner-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it's really all become so predictable hasn't it? Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Just that I went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jack's Place&lt;/span&gt; for lunch. Oh god, it was sure delicious.&lt;br /&gt;The steak was so juicy and the chicken was so succulent.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, its making my mouth water, O:&lt;br /&gt;LOL, kidding. I just had my dinner and I'm currently &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BURPING FULL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it seems like 6c4'o8 class blog seems to be going pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;Their praising me and I'm blushing like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELL&lt;/span&gt;. I mean, I don't think its that fab?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, we'll see Lum ren, Mdm Harlinah and Mrs Wong's reaction bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday I was like jailed at home, and I begged my mum to go somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, went to IKEA for no reason. You know, just to see-see.&lt;br /&gt;So had meatballs and salmon for dinner. Swedish de. So nice.&lt;br /&gt;Then later went around. Spent the longest time at the plants!&lt;br /&gt;No choice, my dad simply loves plants, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Dad drove us home. Nono, its zoom-ed home. It was superspeed, like 100km/h.&lt;br /&gt;I think. Or maybe 90km/h bah. Still, it was fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really had hell of a good time, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, lastly, I heard this song last night for 2 full hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/13tgH3SEWS/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/13tgH3SEWS/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, its super nice. And you do know Rihanna rocks, don't you? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disturbia - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rihanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum (What's wrong with me?)&lt;br /&gt;Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum (Why do I feel like this?)&lt;br /&gt;Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum(I'm going crazy now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more gas in the rig,&lt;br /&gt;Can't even get it started.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing heard, nothing said,&lt;br /&gt;Can't even speak about it.&lt;br /&gt;All my life on my head,&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I'm going insane,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a thief in the night,&lt;br /&gt;To come and grab you.&lt;br /&gt;It can creep up inside you,&lt;br /&gt;And consume you.&lt;br /&gt;A disease of the mind,&lt;br /&gt;It can control you.&lt;br /&gt;It's too close for comfort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw on your break lights,&lt;br /&gt;We're in the city of wonder.&lt;br /&gt;Ain't gonna play nice,&lt;br /&gt;Watch out, you might just go under.&lt;br /&gt;Better think twice,&lt;br /&gt;Your train of thought will be altered,&lt;br /&gt;So if you must faulter be wise.&lt;br /&gt;Your mind's in disturbia,&lt;br /&gt;It's like the darkness is the light, disturbia.&lt;br /&gt;Am I scaring you tonight, disturbia.&lt;br /&gt;Ain't used to what you like, disturbia.&lt;br /&gt;Disturbia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum&lt;br /&gt;Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum&lt;br /&gt;Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum&lt;br /&gt;Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faded pictures on the wall,&lt;br /&gt;It's like they talkin' to me.&lt;br /&gt;Disconnectin' your call,&lt;br /&gt;Your phone don't even ring.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get out,&lt;br /&gt;Or figure this shit out.&lt;br /&gt;It's too close for comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a thief in the night,&lt;br /&gt;To come and grab you.&lt;br /&gt;It can creep up inside you,&lt;br /&gt;And consume you.&lt;br /&gt;A disease of the mind,&lt;br /&gt;It can control you.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a monster (Oh, oh oh oh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum&lt;br /&gt;Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum&lt;br /&gt;Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum&lt;br /&gt;Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release me from this curse im in,&lt;br /&gt;trying to maintain, But I'm struggling.&lt;br /&gt;If You can't go, go, go&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum&lt;br /&gt;Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum&lt;br /&gt;Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum&lt;br /&gt;Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-5060123399496321384?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/5060123399496321384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=5060123399496321384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/5060123399496321384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/5060123399496321384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-was-pretty-sian.html' title='Bum bum be-dum bum bum be-dum bum'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-1904943345149438392</id><published>2008-08-30T11:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:53:05.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CLASS BLOG WANSUI!</title><content type='html'>Yes, its officially finished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6c4'o8 class blog I mean. Its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;swwwweeeeet&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I spent so long on the image, and now it's out.&lt;br /&gt;Do visit our very own &lt;a href="http://sixcfour-oh8.blogspot.com/"&gt;BLOG&lt;/a&gt;! YAY, wansui!&lt;br /&gt;Did it with the help of Jiafei and KK too. XD&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, if you're using Internet Explorer, loading will be slower than Mozilla Firefox.&lt;br /&gt;Cause the image is huge. Should slice it, I know, but I'm too lazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please people, switch to MF now! Gosh, I sound like some salesperson, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, alot has happened since I haven't post..&lt;br /&gt;Like yesterday was Teacher's Day Celebration and I ALMOST lost my purse.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher's Day Celebration was kinda fun, though I hated ACES day.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid dance moves. So &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'lao' &lt;/span&gt;de lor, -.-&lt;br /&gt;And behind me was Mdm Tan and Mrs Curk were dancing so vigorously behind me, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then next was the celebration.&lt;br /&gt;I love the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'you raise me up song'&lt;/span&gt; but obviously, I DID NOT SING. Too &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;paiseh&lt;/span&gt;, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;When we went back to class, we surprised Lum ren. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Her hair was covered with the party popper stuff and strings. Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;But she should count herself lucky, she didn't become like Ms Lau from nextdoor.&lt;br /&gt;And then ltr came mdm harlinah. The same process happened, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that they showed the video they did the day before.&lt;br /&gt;The song rocks! Love song by Sara Bareilles. Soooooo nice leh!&lt;br /&gt;And I was in the video also. As calefare. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;They shoukd have told me they were taking my dircection. I was giving my stupid face then, D:&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. And poor SV sia. He looked like he just came out of a bath, lol.&lt;br /&gt;And then the boys play until the whole floor wet. The cleaner so angry, then make one of the girls clean up.&lt;br /&gt;XueNing so '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dadan'&lt;/span&gt;, go inside the boys toilet. Three cheers for her!!&lt;br /&gt;And Szussy went, "Did you see the boys ***k." OMG. President so-called.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I was curious too. Haha, kidding lar.&lt;br /&gt;Then after recess when we ate the cake with Mdm Harlinah, she gave us some 'presents' and told us our positions. Heart-stopping event, haha.&lt;br /&gt;I came in 9, YAY! Uh-huh, I'm in the top10, yay! Its really quite hard.&lt;br /&gt;But dang, Sophia still beat me - 6 - but nevermind. Congrats, still, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, is the start of sept holidays, and I don't seem to feel happy, ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-1904943345149438392?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/1904943345149438392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=1904943345149438392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/1904943345149438392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/1904943345149438392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/08/yes-its-officially-finished-6c4o8-class.html' title='CLASS BLOG WANSUI!'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-1576995149614436002</id><published>2008-08-26T18:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:50:35.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMN, IT WAS HELL FUN FUN FUN.</title><content type='html'>I got back my CL paper2, and I was all mentally prepared for the worst, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOTS! I got 83/90. Its great for my standard, :D&lt;br /&gt;Sophia got so high lor, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kao&lt;/span&gt;. As always, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I won't say what it is, as she &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may&lt;/span&gt; kill me. But its not full marks lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my only hope now is to get straight As&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;('cept maths - A*)&lt;/span&gt; for all my subjects.&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty hard though, ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today mdm harlinah didn't come, so class was sorta havoc, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Ian flabs started screaming in annoyance at everyone, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AS USUAL&lt;/span&gt;, X:&lt;br /&gt;Really, it was actually quite fun, even if that hyperactive &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;girl(you know who!)&lt;/span&gt; beside me screaming, too. Haahaaaahahaaha, ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, 6c4 wanted to film something for teachers day I think.&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;calefare&lt;/span&gt; and just do hmwk, but they said only the hmwk community could stay back. So bad, D:&lt;br /&gt;But I heard it was very funny. The noose acted by ian.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I was also too &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sian &lt;/span&gt;to be the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;calefare&lt;/span&gt; anyway. Speaking of which, there's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;calefare&lt;/span&gt; tonight!&lt;br /&gt;"You owe money, you paaayy money!"&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaaahaahah, laughed my as* off. They somemore censored &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later at 2pm liddat, went to JP to meet Jiafei, KK and Yanni for the preperation of teacher's day celebration.&lt;br /&gt;I'll say there was more fun then work. Zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;All we bought was a black notebook. And we tore away so many pages of it.__.&lt;br /&gt;Because once, we drew it too ugly and the ink smudged.&lt;br /&gt;Then Jiafei tore out another one for test-test.&lt;br /&gt;And then another one because she talk too...I don't know how too put it-.-&lt;br /&gt;But saliva  got spitted out at the same time. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;We worked so long on the first page of LOADING 23% and OVERLOAD, some crap.&lt;br /&gt;About 1hr maybe. KK ordered chips and mcwings&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(issit?)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Just to be able to stay in McDonald.&lt;br /&gt;Later then ordered ice-cream and cheap McChicken burger for him, lols.&lt;br /&gt;And today I just found out who yanni likes. I'm slow, I know-.-&lt;br /&gt;When I was writing, I was kicked hard.&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell fat KK's leg was stepping on my poor feet, wth.&lt;br /&gt;Then later out of boredom, he started writing :&lt;br /&gt;Shanicing, Yanning, KKing, Jiafeing.&lt;br /&gt;Continuing :&lt;br /&gt;Shaniced, Yannied, KKed, Jiefeied. Shaniceful, Yanniful, KKful, Jiafeiful.&lt;br /&gt;There where loads more, but I can't write them.&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently laughing too hard. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly Jiafei kept on laughing like siao-er than any of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After blah-blah we went to NTUC to get some snacks and balloons.&lt;br /&gt;In the end in conclusion, we didn't buy any of them.__.&lt;br /&gt;And I said, "Spend so long here didn't even get to buy any &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;balls&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I agree. It was a waste of time, but hey, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAD&lt;/span&gt; fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Real&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REAL&lt;/span&gt; fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-1576995149614436002?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/1576995149614436002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=1576995149614436002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/1576995149614436002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/1576995149614436002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-got-back-my-cl-paper2-and-i-was-all.html' title='DAMN, IT WAS HELL FUN FUN FUN.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-2490934367320665104</id><published>2008-08-25T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:49:17.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give it to me, yeah. D:</title><content type='html'>WOOOHOOOO~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(vibrating mode)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an A for my science, yay! Pretty high A too, :D&lt;br /&gt;Got 86marks. Yippeee. First time, you know.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I keep on adding, and adding, and ADDING!&lt;br /&gt;Add till A*, I am hoping, X:&lt;br /&gt;OK, I know, dream on. 5marks lehh.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, I'm satisfied already.&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for tmr, when I'm gonna get back my CL paper2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so scary. I really wanna get an A for CL.&lt;br /&gt;No wait, I wanna get A for all subjects, which is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;I just know I'm gonna get a B for EL.&lt;br /&gt;*WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaAAHHHHHHhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;This is so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D E P R E S S I N G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Hey, no kidding, really.&lt;br /&gt;EL is supposed to be my 2nd best subject and now its the worst.&lt;br /&gt;I hereby am demanding a good explanation! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just hoping that my composition would pull it up.&lt;br /&gt;And my maths and science would pull my overall up.&lt;br /&gt;If my CL does well too, then I also hope will pull the whole thing up.&lt;br /&gt;OH PLEASE. Just help me with my bloody CL.&lt;br /&gt;Its either I'm bad at either subject. Not both! TSK.&lt;br /&gt;This is so my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INFURIATING, FRUSTRATING &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; BRAIN-BLOWING&lt;/span&gt; problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. *Sighhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-2490934367320665104?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/2490934367320665104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=2490934367320665104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/2490934367320665104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/2490934367320665104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/08/wooohoooo-vibrating-mode-i-got-a-for-my.html' title='Give it to me, yeah. D:'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-1757943037986978321</id><published>2008-08-22T18:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:47:30.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh bother bother bother.</title><content type='html'>OK, I'm sad. So officially sad.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I got so low for my EL. Alright, actually, I know why lar..&lt;br /&gt;Cause of that fucking editing. I got 3 careless mistake, wth, D:&lt;br /&gt;And for the comprehension, the ans were all so short. Then I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'kia-su'&lt;/span&gt; lar, write extra.&lt;br /&gt;Or else I could have got 70+. URGHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so infuriating. Really, really, really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Looking at the bright sight, I got full marks for maths.&lt;br /&gt;WOOOHOOO. Not proud-ing here, but its just the best news I've heard today.&lt;br /&gt;Its just the make-up for my lousy EL.So I suppose it all balances out now, :)&lt;br /&gt;And oh-so-bitchy Minnee got the highest, I think. Dang.&lt;br /&gt;Onn Seng also got pretty high. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wenhui&lt;/span&gt; congrats, too, for getting 75.5&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(correct?)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm all left out as one of the lousiest. *Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, brush those aside, their over. As in like officially.&lt;br /&gt;Just now during those pupils who were doing their HMT, I went for an interview.&lt;br /&gt;With this lady principle from CHIJ primary &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;toa payoh&lt;/span&gt;, I think.&lt;br /&gt;Rather friendly.&lt;br /&gt;She asked about our school blah-blah. So in return we just answered blah-blah.__.&lt;br /&gt;At least there was AC in the room, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now lets just pray hard for our science and CL paper&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(and HMT for others)&lt;/span&gt;, D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-1757943037986978321?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/1757943037986978321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=1757943037986978321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/1757943037986978321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/1757943037986978321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/08/ok-im-sad.html' title='Oh bother bother bother.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-7514366777911536540</id><published>2008-08-21T18:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:44:51.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRELIMS LALA BYEZXC. :D</title><content type='html'>Uh huh, my 1st preliminary exams is officially OVER.&lt;br /&gt;Cheeeerrs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't blog for awhile. I was banned, D:&lt;br /&gt;So here's the recollection :&lt;br /&gt;Monday was EL. I was practically trembling when I was writing my composition.&lt;br /&gt;And the paper2 was set by mdm OOn. OK, it was pretty difficult lar.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was Maths. Easy peasy. I hope I don't have a careless mistake, or 100marks bid goodbye, T.T&lt;br /&gt;It was set by ms jennie tia.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was CL. Composition was hell difficult, paper2 was easier.&lt;br /&gt;And today is Science, set by ms tan swee lian&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(aka the durian)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Some of her questions were tough, some were easy. Unbalanced, what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, why are all the setters the teacher I hate, D:&lt;br /&gt;Who knows CL paper set by mdm jia bing. Oh, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, who cares. Its over.&lt;br /&gt;And its time for me to relax, yeah. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even if its just a puny day,&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-7514366777911536540?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/7514366777911536540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=7514366777911536540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/7514366777911536540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/7514366777911536540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/08/uh-huh-my-1st-preliminary-exams-is.html' title='PRELIMS LALA BYEZXC. :D'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-6082483672332150634</id><published>2008-08-15T20:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:43:47.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's so over.</title><content type='html'>Oh, wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CL PLSE oral is officially over. Uh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;OK, I admit. It wasn't really well done, but hey, its over already.&lt;br /&gt;So what can I really do, anyway?&lt;br /&gt;You know, when I was in deep thoughts on the way home, there were two rats in the drain scurrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god, I jumped out of my skin, alright. Maybe my skin even leaped all the way to the east.__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, and then I forgot what I was thinking. Even till now, D:&lt;br /&gt;They were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fat&lt;/span&gt; black rats&lt;/span&gt;. Oh, wait a second. Come to think of it, they look like OOnSeng.&lt;br /&gt;Lolololololol.&lt;br /&gt;Whoops, better keep my mouth shut. I'm afraid of retribution, I suppose, X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. I'm currently stuck. The internet is hell laggy, and I'm desperately finding a suitable background for my latest blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;You know, like something white - slightly grayish - and,.. oh, well.&lt;br /&gt;How do I put it...? Bother, forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, but are my skins ugly? I mean, they don't seem to stand out. ):&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh. Maybe 'cause I just started, or something.&lt;br /&gt;Its quite depressing. Really. *Sighhhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-6082483672332150634?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/6082483672332150634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=6082483672332150634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/6082483672332150634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/6082483672332150634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-cl-plse-oral.html' title='It&apos;s so over.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-2834084710843106398</id><published>2008-08-14T11:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:43:11.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PSLE oral and I say uh-oh. :O</title><content type='html'>English PSLE oral. OH MY GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't think I did very well.&lt;br /&gt;Not much of eye contacts. And the conversation topic was quite difficult.&lt;br /&gt;Or at least I couldn't think on my feet at that moment, ):&lt;br /&gt;For picture discussion, I think I did pretty OK. I was prepared.&lt;br /&gt;My reading couldn't get worse. My voice was practically trembling.&lt;br /&gt;And I made some mistakes in the names. When it was Ling Ling, I said Devi.&lt;br /&gt;*Waaaaahhhhhhh. WHAT THE HELL. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quit complaining, tomorrow's CL.&lt;br /&gt;*WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;So far I have memorised some common conclusions. Pray hard everything would be OK.&lt;br /&gt;And you know, the EL picture had colours. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;So I could say the teacher wearing a green dress, and the each team clad in &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; collar-shirts. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and I'm currently shanicing too. Oh lolololol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-2834084710843106398?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/2834084710843106398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=2834084710843106398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/2834084710843106398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/2834084710843106398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/08/english-psle-oral.html' title='PSLE oral and I say uh-oh. :O'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-924030569555466796</id><published>2008-08-10T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T15:03:37.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It went BOOM, so I went BOOMBOOM yeah.</title><content type='html'>It's a Sunday, and National Day's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, as I said, I went to catch the fireworks yesterday. :D&lt;br /&gt;I took MRT to city hall.&lt;br /&gt;Everything was totally spectacular. Each time the fireworks went BOOMBOOMBOOM, my heart went BOOMBOOMBOOM.&lt;br /&gt;The planes were lovely as well. :)&lt;br /&gt;To get there, it was really tedious. There were &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;zillion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; of people. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;you know i'm exaggerating._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point when we were going back, we were practically suffocating.&lt;br /&gt;Let's put it this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;The whole area was jammed-pack with peop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; who to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;wer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;ed over this little 1.4m kid. Shoved around by the massive bodies, I found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;myself pushed to my destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How does that sound? A composition?&lt;br /&gt;You know when we were going about to cross the bridge, the bloody policemen blocked the area.&lt;br /&gt;And some more there was to sign, pointing towards the direction of the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;Some policemen said go, some say not. Contradictory, /:&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly, there were this three &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;angmoh&lt;/span&gt; who just climbed over the safety barrier and ran across the road. One of the lady in dress, she just climbed over! OMG. It was a short one, too.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I think we got stuck for a whole solid hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7bDeFyf4I/AAAAAAAAAPg/mVMVdi8ohU4/s1600-h/DSC00903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232860669714530178" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7bDeFyf4I/AAAAAAAAAPg/mVMVdi8ohU4/s320/DSC00903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate here for dinner. Not too bad, but i prefer toast box. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7bDt_ma6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/fah3TmEsWk4/s1600-h/DSC00904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232860673983540130" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7bDt_ma6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/fah3TmEsWk4/s320/DSC00904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, the heart is &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;SOOOOoo&lt;/span&gt; nice. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7bDxaVowI/AAAAAAAAAPw/nW7MRV56sDQ/s1600-h/DSC00905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232860674900992770" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7bDxaVowI/AAAAAAAAAPw/nW7MRV56sDQ/s320/DSC00905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7cGoslL0I/AAAAAAAAAQI/WKcA51T6pXI/s1600-h/DSC00915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232861823612825410" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7cGoslL0I/AAAAAAAAAQI/WKcA51T6pXI/s320/DSC00915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7cGyUMRcI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/9blF47y-x9c/s1600-h/DSC00922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232861826194884034" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7cGyUMRcI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/9blF47y-x9c/s320/DSC00922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7cHLZYQEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/au_EZo72PRE/s1600-h/DSC00925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232861832927526978" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7cHLZYQEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/au_EZo72PRE/s320/DSC00925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7cHcSitWI/AAAAAAAAAQg/lIXebH4v6mc/s1600-h/DSC00926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232861837462254946" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7cHcSitWI/AAAAAAAAAQg/lIXebH4v6mc/s320/DSC00926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7cHjQcBmI/AAAAAAAAAQo/s0iXF9zKAis/s1600-h/DSC00927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232861839332476514" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7cHjQcBmI/AAAAAAAAAQo/s0iXF9zKAis/s320/DSC00927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7bEeTAa4I/AAAAAAAAAP4/jNITq3oZ8FE/s1600-h/DSC00911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232860686949837698" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7bEeTAa4I/AAAAAAAAAP4/jNITq3oZ8FE/s320/DSC00911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its bit far, 'cause its behind the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7bElSUbqI/AAAAAAAAAQA/hBln4GqGrbU/s1600-h/DSC00913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232860688826003106" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7bElSUbqI/AAAAAAAAAQA/hBln4GqGrbU/s320/DSC00913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7eEI7Q4II/AAAAAAAAAQw/S0BgeAkxXlg/s1600-h/DSC00928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232863979747991682" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7eEI7Q4II/AAAAAAAAAQw/S0BgeAkxXlg/s320/DSC00928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7eETt7GgI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/1UCOblnPhmE/s1600-h/DSC00929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232863982644828674" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7eETt7GgI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/1UCOblnPhmE/s320/DSC00929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7eEW2IA0I/AAAAAAAAARA/P8WU-biMPh0/s1600-h/DSC00930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232863983484535618" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7eEW2IA0I/AAAAAAAAARA/P8WU-biMPh0/s320/DSC00930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7eEiUeVFI/AAAAAAAAARI/nPwlpHKkrOQ/s1600-h/DSC00931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232863986564617298" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7eEiUeVFI/AAAAAAAAARI/nPwlpHKkrOQ/s320/DSC00931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This looks like some raining fireworks, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Its so pretty. Just that there were damn trees and light blocking me.&lt;br /&gt;Bus-ed home after that, as MRT was hell crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this was all worthwhile. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-924030569555466796?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/924030569555466796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=924030569555466796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/924030569555466796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/924030569555466796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-sunday-and-national-days-over.html' title='It went BOOM, so I went BOOMBOOM yeah.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SJ7bDeFyf4I/AAAAAAAAAPg/mVMVdi8ohU4/s72-c/DSC00903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-1114378181124111224</id><published>2008-08-09T11:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T15:05:30.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SG, LET ME GIVE YOU A MUACK.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;♥WE LOVE YOU, SINGAPORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's National Day.&lt;br /&gt;And it's a wonder when I'm now looking out of the window, but nobody, as far as I can see, has hung up the National Day flag.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's sure weird. The previous year had tons, O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it's not as if I did, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Singapore river. No, not to watch the NDP show&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(if I could, it'll be great. I wanna see Joi Chua! ;D)&lt;/span&gt;. I'm there to see the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, but I enjoy gazing at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, yesterday's BEIJING Olympics was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;OK, I only caught the 1st hour of the show, but it was really fab.&lt;br /&gt;Especially loved the part when the Olympic symbol started floating upwards.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes went *BLINK, BLINK* and my mouth *JAW-DROPPING*.&lt;br /&gt;In short, it was &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;wow&lt;/span&gt;. The fireworks also seemed really special.&lt;br /&gt;Different from what I normally see, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comparing, I think our show today would seem like some itty bitty thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-1114378181124111224?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/1114378181124111224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=1114378181124111224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/1114378181124111224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/1114378181124111224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-love-you-singapore-its-national-day.html' title='SG, LET ME GIVE YOU A MUACK.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-2577836453405827088</id><published>2008-08-08T11:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T14:59:37.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AND A THREE, TWO, ONE GO! WOOHOO.</title><content type='html'>National Day celebration was BOORRIINNGG.&lt;br /&gt;Serious. Seriously Seriously &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;boring&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And the teachers behind was hell noisy.&lt;br /&gt;They complained that we were noisy and kept fidgeting. Oh, wtf.&lt;br /&gt;We're sitting on the hall floor, cross-legged without fan, watching the concert in a squinting eye.&lt;br /&gt;Yeahs, and you're sitting on the chair, chatting happily. While I'm right in front of you guys, shutting up.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I wished they could just f**k their crap up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bother, it got me all flared up again. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it's PV's birthday tomorrow, I think. What perfect timing with SG's.&lt;br /&gt;So we celebrated it with him at the canteen. After all, its our last year as 6c4, isn't it? ):&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't get a taste of the cake. I could have, but after all those snatching, it no longer looks appetizing. Urkkk.&lt;br /&gt;SV smeared PV's face with the last bit of cream. In the end SV's face had cream on his face, too.&lt;br /&gt;*Laughing my head off&lt;br /&gt;There were tons of tidbits - potato chips, ruffles, prawn crackers, 'mummy', cadbury chocolate, + + + + ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 187 home. Dumped my bag, and chiong-ed to the computer.&lt;br /&gt;Audi-ed with KK. Right, I always lose to him, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going out to JP later. My mum wants to eat lunch with me._.&lt;br /&gt;Not like I really wanna go. Siannnnzxxzsszxs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, WOOHOO has became Ian's slogan, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;You've got:&lt;br /&gt;Normal mode. *WOOHOO + hand gesture&lt;br /&gt;Silent mode. *hand gesture&lt;br /&gt;Vibrating mode. *Vibrating hand gesture&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha. ROFL. Its damn funny, the way he does it. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-2577836453405827088?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/2577836453405827088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=2577836453405827088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/2577836453405827088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/2577836453405827088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/08/national-day-celebration-was.html' title='AND A THREE, TWO, ONE GO! WOOHOO.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-6752287668610821982</id><published>2008-07-27T09:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T14:58:23.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like wow terminal three. :D</title><content type='html'>Last night was darn exciting. Define last night, it was 1 today morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terminal3. Yeah, I went to the airport. I woke up at 12.30, and we set off at about 1.&lt;br /&gt;Its a long story, so in short, we went there thanks to my sister.&lt;br /&gt;T3 is really nice. Very different from T2 }&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;you see, we departed at T2 for Thailand last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We were walking, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;and when I say we, I mean without my sister&lt;/span&gt;, at basement 1 and 2 when I met her with her friends. Seriously &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;'paiseh'&lt;/span&gt;, wth.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; '&lt;/span&gt;kopitiam&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;. Absolutely &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;scrumplicious&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Hokkien mee, carrot cake, traditional toast set&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Right, its alot, but I DID NOT eat it all by myself, duh.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we just slept there, in 'kopitiam' itself. Shocking, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, was the departure hall. Spotted this weirrrddd thing, the &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Daisy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It can sense you 13m away, and then it will start turning towards you.&lt;br /&gt;Quite creepy. Its huge and it just start spinning in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SIssB72UH8I/AAAAAAAAAPA/J6O31e9vW4c/s1600-h/DSC00885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227320204250587074" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SIssB72UH8I/AAAAAAAAAPA/J6O31e9vW4c/s200/DSC00885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There! Its looking in my direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SIssBoMRyCI/AAAAAAAAAO4/OzVeAvx-nSY/s1600-h/DSC00883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227320198973999138" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SIssBoMRyCI/AAAAAAAAAO4/OzVeAvx-nSY/s200/DSC00883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SIssCI0e9eI/AAAAAAAAAPI/5LAA_M5b1Sw/s1600-h/DSC00884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227320207732569570" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SIssCI0e9eI/AAAAAAAAAPI/5LAA_M5b1Sw/s200/DSC00884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just spotted these chairs. So style, like designer's chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to take the &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;skytain&lt;/span&gt; but my mum didn't want to.&lt;br /&gt;TSK. TSK. TSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just now in the afternoon we went to the ice-cream factory.&lt;br /&gt;And then they gave free dry ice to prevent the ice-cream from melting.&lt;br /&gt;Put it into the cup when I got home, :D&lt;br /&gt;OMG, look at that. the ice's inside and its like condensing ice on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;Smoke comes out too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SIssCsRm_SI/AAAAAAAAAPY/_JMp1s254BM/s1600-h/DSC00886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227320217249971490" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SIssCsRm_SI/AAAAAAAAAPY/_JMp1s254BM/s200/DSC00886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SIssCec4hVI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/74l5QEd5f4M/s1600-h/DSC00887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227320213539161426" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SIssCec4hVI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/74l5QEd5f4M/s200/DSC00887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cool sia. And when the ice touches the basin, it makes a 'zzzzz' sound.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, like sizzling in the basin, lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny, too. I managed to stay awake all day since 8am.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing. And I'm about to fall asleep now.&lt;br /&gt;Bleah. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-6752287668610821982?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/6752287668610821982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=6752287668610821982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/6752287668610821982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/6752287668610821982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/07/last-night-was-darn-exciting.html' title='Like wow terminal three. :D'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SIssB72UH8I/AAAAAAAAAPA/J6O31e9vW4c/s72-c/DSC00885.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-6571755068247825069</id><published>2008-07-21T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T14:56:04.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SO I GO PIACK PIACK PIACK.</title><content type='html'>Tsk, school today was blah-blah BORRIINNGG, D:&lt;br /&gt;Especially when we had 4 solid periods of ms tan swee lian.&lt;br /&gt;"One clap." Piack.&lt;br /&gt;"Two clap." Piack. Piack.&lt;br /&gt;"Three clap." Piack. Piack. Piack.&lt;br /&gt;Its sickening, you know. And she just goes blabbering along.&lt;br /&gt;She wants us to find the greenhouse and ozone layer, like damn.&lt;br /&gt;Then we also have to do this weird orange peel experiment and bottle garden.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what the hell. We're studying for PSLE, and you're telling me to do this sorta stuff now?&lt;br /&gt;She blabbers, and at super speed, too. Yeah, that's right, like a gun-machine.&lt;br /&gt;I rather have Mr Lau, but he's..you know, kinda weird.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, bother. Our class is like the teacher-changing centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, dead bored from &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; lessons. I came up with this &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;'da-bao'&lt;/span&gt; kinda pencilcase.&lt;br /&gt;Omg, ain't it cute.____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SISAx7kb4_I/AAAAAAAAAOg/m4noDQ9D6o4/s1600-h/DSC00875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225443062949078002" style="WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 158px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SISAx7kb4_I/AAAAAAAAAOg/m4noDQ9D6o4/s200/DSC00875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SISAyTOMmMI/AAAAAAAAAOo/yvbPShxr8Z0/s1600-h/DSC00877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225443069298251970" style="WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 156px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SISAyTOMmMI/AAAAAAAAAOo/yvbPShxr8Z0/s200/DSC00877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, this MYUK pencilcase is given by &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;wenhui&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So sweet of you. Lols. Thankyou so much, :D&lt;br /&gt;This is second-hand, but I don't mind, AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was just uploading those pictures, found this picture.&lt;br /&gt;This ice cream from BK is fab. Cravio, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SISC4Q3-3TI/AAAAAAAAAOw/KdLE7Crj07o/s1600-h/DSC00874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225445370770677042" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SISC4Q3-3TI/AAAAAAAAAOw/KdLE7Crj07o/s200/DSC00874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going for my maths NSW tmr. Wish me good luck, um?&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to get a merit. Please, please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-6571755068247825069?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/6571755068247825069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=6571755068247825069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/6571755068247825069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/6571755068247825069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/07/tsk-school-today-was-blah-blah.html' title='SO I GO PIACK PIACK PIACK.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vF-fdYnGf-A/SISAx7kb4_I/AAAAAAAAAOg/m4noDQ9D6o4/s72-c/DSC00875.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-8927859523964250754</id><published>2008-07-19T10:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T14:54:46.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POKE POKE! OUCH.</title><content type='html'>My shoulder is aching like hell.&lt;br /&gt;Like the medicine from yesterday's jab is lingering in there.&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness I ain't a left handed.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, help me think of a good composition?&lt;br /&gt;Damn it. So hard. Who screamed in the train and for what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was scary, oh I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;We were queuing up to get injections.&lt;br /&gt;And from the faces from my classmates in front of me, it didn't look too good.&lt;br /&gt;The second jab was not so pain when it poked through. But now it really really hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Had 2 drops of medicine. It was hell bitter.&lt;br /&gt;It taste quite good at the later part actually.}I'm crazy, OMG.&lt;br /&gt;Cause when the medicine stays there for awhile, it will turn sweeet.&lt;br /&gt;Looking on the bright sight, it prevents polio. :D&lt;br /&gt;And those nurses pushed the needle upwards, which is so SCAARRYY.&lt;br /&gt;Could even feel the medicine in my blood. Uck!&lt;br /&gt;I won't call it a ant's bite. Cause I really think its more painful than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I hate injections! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-8927859523964250754?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/8927859523964250754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=8927859523964250754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/8927859523964250754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/8927859523964250754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-shoulder-is-aching-like-hell.html' title='POKE POKE! OUCH.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-1729678692294860409</id><published>2008-07-10T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T14:54:21.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're twelve YEY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Sophia! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-1729678692294860409?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/1729678692294860409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=1729678692294860409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/1729678692294860409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/1729678692294860409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-sophia-d_10.html' title='You&apos;re twelve YEY.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-5851726234309984654</id><published>2008-07-09T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T14:57:36.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tick-tock-tick-tock, the hand's hitting 12.</title><content type='html'>I'm so tired now. So tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now I went for the maths trail. I seemed exceptionally quiet.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, abit unlike me..&lt;br /&gt;Anw my grp didn't win. So waste time sia..&lt;br /&gt;It was at IMM, wasn't too bad lar.&lt;br /&gt;I think grp 10 won..weihong's I think.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky lor, I think some runner-ups got popular vouchers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished sophia's present. I hope everything's in place, though.&lt;br /&gt;Hope ya' like it!&lt;br /&gt;Countdown: 2hr 35min{now is 9.25}. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I really feel like sleeping. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;zZzZZzzzZ&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-5851726234309984654?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/5851726234309984654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=5851726234309984654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/5851726234309984654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/5851726234309984654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-so-tired-now.html' title='Tick-tock-tick-tock, the hand&apos;s hitting 12.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-2898500355815658792</id><published>2008-07-07T23:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T14:53:53.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its my day next year.</title><content type='html'>Oh, alright. Its &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;youth day&lt;/span&gt;{the belated}.&lt;br /&gt;Not particularly a youth yet, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mummy's birthday today. Happy sweet 4* birthday to you!&lt;br /&gt;Censored. Womens age should not be said, X:&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what kinda card to make.&lt;br /&gt;Must be really special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmy, I hate july.&lt;br /&gt;There's sophia's birthday too, and I guess I have to burn my brains up &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;twice&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;GAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Oh yeah, SzuJin gave present to your darling dimple boy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;lols, jkjk. No offence!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-2898500355815658792?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/2898500355815658792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=2898500355815658792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/2898500355815658792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/2898500355815658792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-alright.html' title='Its my day next year.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-4826607419543025312</id><published>2008-07-04T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T14:53:12.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And we sing lalala... femme?</title><content type='html'>Uh, hellloo.&lt;br /&gt;Went to IMM today. I think I ate alot. Putting on weight. D:&lt;br /&gt;I ate &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;donut and 'paopaocha'&lt;/span&gt;. So nice sia..&lt;br /&gt;Bought a mouse pouch for my HP. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm watching La Femme now. Rongxuan is sooo cute lei.&lt;br /&gt;He's acting like his daddy{tay ping hui} and the shirt is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;oversized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Sooo cute! Oh, and their back together as a family again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now minmin is sorta like indirectly proposing to xingxiong.&lt;br /&gt;ahahah. I like XingXiong in this show. So wierd in his specs, lols.&lt;br /&gt;That minmin now getting married with that huge tummy.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, now their kissing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, this is the last episode?!? OMG, how come I wasn't aware!&lt;br /&gt;Alright, nvm. It just ended._____.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-4826607419543025312?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/4826607419543025312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=4826607419543025312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/4826607419543025312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/4826607419543025312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/07/uh-hellloo.html' title='And we sing lalala... femme?'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32365925.post-9146940667257458869</id><published>2008-07-02T15:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T14:49:21.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE-SHEMONSTER RAWR.</title><content type='html'>Finally got the perfect URL address.&lt;br /&gt;Ahah, thanks to &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Wenhui &lt;/span&gt;+ some editing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now school was like dead boring.&lt;br /&gt;There was this Mr raj guy, relieve teacher.&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, he was like hell "lor-saw"{idk howda spell}.&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, I could have died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum's out now. I can play comp yeah! xP&lt;br /&gt;And I was just scanning through blogskins, and I fell upon my old acc-Janice96.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you wouldn't believe it. My &lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/info/189629/"&gt;Dear Diary~&lt;/a&gt; got Skin Of The Day! ;D&lt;br /&gt;Yippee.&lt;br /&gt;They're ppl like DancingSheep and velvet-sky who &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; gets sotd. Jealous sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this is just some random post.&lt;br /&gt;A little from here and there. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32365925-9146940667257458869?l=p-sychotically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/feeds/9146940667257458869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32365925&amp;postID=9146940667257458869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/9146940667257458869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32365925/posts/default/9146940667257458869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-sychotically.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally-got-perfect-url-add.html' title='THE-SHEMONSTER RAWR.'/><author><name>JaniceL ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15926091872126363495</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
