<?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-25518246</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:13:48.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>glenda</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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>210</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25518246.post-3544070727480348051</id><published>2007-08-01T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T00:36:38.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I will wait for you</title><content type='html'>I'VE MOVED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.greenlollipoop.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-3544070727480348051?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/3544070727480348051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=3544070727480348051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/3544070727480348051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/3544070727480348051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-will-wait-for-you.html' title='I will wait for you'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-7625174838489536830</id><published>2007-07-30T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T23:31:05.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fitting you with weapons in the form of words</title><content type='html'>GAHHHHHHHHHH. when was the last time i posted? gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pop 2007 is over. D:&lt;br /&gt;saddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's my birthday. oh yay?&lt;br /&gt;today is practically the worst birthday.&lt;br /&gt;chinese opera sucks. =.=&lt;br /&gt;and i'm gonna be stuck with it for 4 more days. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week had some pop rehearsals. and i like got gastric alot of times that week, for 4 consecutive days, and then i found out from alicia that it is stomach flu. i cried. during act, after lunch rehearsal (ma'ams didn't see) and after another act... and yeah. i feel very shibai and like i'm in labour or something. then for the last act that one i REALLY UGH lah. cause its like i squatted down after the FIRST parade and began crying like siao and sharon ma'am had to take me aside (thanks sharon ma'am, for helping me twice that week and helping me when my grandma passed away. (:) and ms khoo said i could lie down on the table... and then sherin ma'am and sharon ma'am came a few times to ask me how i was... and after that shiyun ma'am took me to the sickbay and came along with me. i sat on a bed and she sat on the bed next to it... and we were talking about things that were normally only said in squad talks. :D it was interesting yeah and shiyun ma'am made me feel alot better. thank you ma'am (: then after that i joined my squadmates and after dismissal we went to go practice drills and performance. :D we are so yong gong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pop 2007... oh my tian. can't believe it passed... i shall be very very very tan bai in this post no matter what bad stuff i did, and ma'ams and squadmates, i'm very very very sorry cause i broke rules. first, me and jiajia and clarissa had to report late as we were gan-ing the presents. &gt;&lt; sorry ma'ams. cause squadmates probably said that we were not free or meeting teachers. gah. sorry squadmates, had to make you all lie for us, and sorry jiajia, cause i'm really very lan in doing these cards... &gt;&lt; then ok second rule broken. i smuggled my phone in my u pocket... D: sorry ma'ams cause i might need to call the cake person. GAHHHHHHHH. D: guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we fell in and the parade started which was a surprising SUCCESS cause clarissa saw that our armswing was very coordinated. :D yay. then after that we split into companies and guarded staircases. i did the one at the canteen at second level with jinghong ma'am and khengwee. then after that i ran away to find the cakeeeee. :D lucky he came if not i'd be totally pissed and i'd probably take it out my comitting suicide. I WENT HOME AT 9 THE NIGHT BEFORE CAUSE OF THE CAKE AND PRESENTS... gosh. and my parents scolded me. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that went to conference room... had the things. &lt;br /&gt;gah very zi bei.&lt;br /&gt;our performance and presents compared to ma'ams like seriously seriously very lan. D:&lt;br /&gt;i cried twice. lol. thanks squadmates for comforting me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the entire thing i went to yeelin ma'am to ask her something private and then linette ma'am was there and i stoned. then linette ma'am like saw me stoning and went away. then i wanted to whisper in yeelin ma'am's ear but she was like SCARED and she backed away. LOL. so i just covered my mouth so nobody else could tell what i was saying and i was like "ma'am ni men si ge ke yi gen wo men xian ma?" and she was like "HUH?" and i had to repeat and she began laughing and she pulled jingyi ma'am and told me to repeat. and i was like OH MY TIAN NO WAY. then after that we spoke to ci ma'ams and waited for our ncos. and waited. and waited. and waited. then they were finally done and we led them to our messy bag area and asked them to choose one of four packages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharon ma'am got baby eeyore.&lt;br /&gt;jingyi ma'am got baby pooh.&lt;br /&gt;yeelin ma'am got baby tigger.&lt;br /&gt;lee si min ma'am got baby piglet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhha all so cute. :D&lt;br /&gt;then after that we talked to them about stuff... and then we had a group hug and i began crying again and lee si min ma'am who was one person away from me patted my sleeve and told me not to cry. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that went to change and ma'ams had private time with puay ling and pei yin who ended up crying... badly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to sheila ma'am's house and played with her dog who stole **'s first kiss. oh my tian. then after that i she bu de zou but my dad already scolded me so ma'ams song the four of us out and i kena scolding by my dad again. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard from squadmates that ma'ams ate the cake. :D got 12 chocolates on the cake soooo qiao. xD i didn't realise until i presented the cake to them. and. and.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya i'm sad cause many squadmates got hugged by ma'ams and i didn't cause i was rushed to go home and D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want hugs from ma'ams. gahhh. and today i was really tempted to call ma'ams and ask for hugs since its my birthday. lol. but i didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today is seriously a sucky sucky sucky sucky day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicole gave me a giant sotong which i named squid 41. it can execute commands. the commands go like "squid, sedia!" xDDD its so cong ming. trained personally by 41 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to everyone who wished me a happy birthday and gave me presents. :D love you all. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's sucky. this week's gonna be sucky. I WANT HUGS FROM MA'AMS...&lt;br /&gt;ahaha ma'ams watch out i'm gonna add you on msn and pester you whenever i can. :D&lt;br /&gt;TO SHARON MA'AM, JINGYI MA'AM, YEELIN MA'AM AND LEE SI MIN MA'AM, ARE THE HUGS STILL AVAILABLE??? how about giving it as birthday present? xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-7625174838489536830?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/7625174838489536830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=7625174838489536830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/7625174838489536830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/7625174838489536830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/07/fitting-you-with-weapons-in-form-of.html' title='Fitting you with weapons in the form of words'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-6094186489237807191</id><published>2007-07-18T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T02:48:34.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna make a move now</title><content type='html'>hoho i'm a pro! :D i wrote my lang arts fps thing and ahha i love my own story sooooooooooooooooo much! ahha. i like it i like it i like it. haha ok to non-nanyang people, this is a super important assignment that consists alot of my grade and it's about writing a futuristic scene about a problem. the topic i chosen is privacy. i repeat, FUTURISTIC SCENE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Privacy- For Better or Worse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I remember when I was just a girl, back then around the year 2007, when privacy, to me, was almost the most important thing in the entire world. I had my own room, my diary, and I always wanted to be left alone when I was thinking. I especially hated people breathing down my neck when I was doing something. Maybe I am like that because someone had read my diary and exploited my secrets. I do not know the exact reason to my paranoia, but I know it exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Apparently many people had the same sentiments as I did. Over the next twenty to thirty years, technology became more advanced, and things had changed. The diaries which only opened to voices now became oh so common. In the year 2025, a brilliant American scientist named Kevin Doors, 40 years old, invented a program so that doors to rooms only opened when voice, fingerprints and many more were identified. People even kept lasers, which fired deadly shots, at their doorsteps to prevent any stranger from nearing their houses. People, wanting their own privacy, barely left their rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; People worked at home, using a more advanced version of the personal computer in the past. Everyday, people would be cooped up in their rooms. The only interaction they had with the world outside their doors was through their fingertips and eyes. Of course, news still had to be broadcasted, and technology was the norm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News traveled fast. How? Of course: through e-mail. Though we receive information from other people, we felt that computers were our only friends. For years, we have been laughing to ourselves and making sarcastic remarks of how people died as they strayed too near a laser, or how when they walked in the empty streets, they died of some reason or another and nobody discovered their bodies until many weeks later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that phase was over, everything was quiet. Especially quiet, compared to when I was a little girl. I had nobody to talk to, and people were so shy that they did not even dare to befriend anybody online. People have stopped sending e-mails containing news. Life had become stagnant and lonely. We were completely cut off from the outside world, totally stopping our work using the computers. People stared into space, or looked aimlessly outside, somehow suppressing a hope to see someone walking in the barren streets. Was this really privacy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People used to say that parent love is the greatest. But how can they say that now, when people were cooped up in their rooms? People ate food made from an invention which teleports meals at fixed hours of the day. They had everything they needed; why would they leave? But nobody remembered the feeling of love. It was too vague, too distant. Parents stayed in their separate rooms, and their kids were trapped in their own world. Nobody remembered what it was like to have someone to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody ponders, what was love of a family like? How did the company of people feel like? One day, a lone reporter, still dedicated to his job, plucked up his courage and sent an e-mail. I read it aloud, silently rejoicing in my heart, that there was finally a chance to speak without people thinking you were a lunatic and shooting you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Reports today have shown that the population of the world is shrinking rapidly and drastically. Many people have died of sicknesses or for no reason in their rooms. As nobody interacts with anybody else, the birth rate has been stagnant at rock bottom. Scientists too have said that the human race is coming to extinction.” My jaw dropped as soon as I finished the last sentence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was this privacy leading to the extinction of the world? What could us humans do? What if all the people died? Was privacy really not so good after all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to panic and my heart was a flutter. Suddenly after reading that e-mail, I was immersed in my thoughts of a dead world. Was this privacy? Was the world coming to an end the meaning of privacy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not, in my heart. I was determined to make people change their ways and come out of their caves, to open their eyes wide and embrace what this world is really about. But yet, the first step horrified me: to walk out of my own room. I did not know what the outside world had in stall for me. I have not ventured out in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;I took in the deepest breath I have ever taken. This is going to need a lot of courage. A train of thoughts raced in my mind and droplets of perspiration trickled down my forehead. Would my parents, or any other people, shoot me? Would they kill me for their privacy, something very valuable and sensitive? I prayed silently that they would not, for the sake of the world. Hopefully they too have received the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood in front of my bedroom door and braced myself. “Door, open.” The door swung open slowly, cobwebs dropping onto the ground. The door squeaked like an ancient door which had not been touched in a very, very long time. I walked over to my mother’s room, and it felt great to have feelings in my legs, something I have not experienced ever since I cooped myself in my room. Immediately as I neared the door, a laser shot out right in front of me. A ray of light was streaming out of the nozzle, and it sounded like it was charging up. I swallowed hard. “Mum?” I said meekly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The laser was swung into another direction, and I heard a voice, a warm voice that was so familiar yet so vague, saying “Door, open.” The door opened and I saw there, my mother, haggard and aged. My mind was a blank as we stared at each other, awkwardly. I was relieved at the fact that my mother put aside her obsession over privacy instead of killing me. I took a step forward and hugged my mother. It was the most heart-warming thing I have ever done in many, many years. Tears streaked down my mother’s face and she said that she had missed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crying must have caught the attention of my father as well, as he had stepped out of his room. The family was crying and hugging and yet it was the happiest moment of my life. My parents said that they have decided to cast aside their obsession for the sake of the world. And hopefully, people have come to realize what wrong privacy has done to us, and open up just like my parents and help the world regain its original state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confidence lit up our faces. We stepped out of the house, and the sunshine warmed our faces. It has been a long time since we felt this vibrancy. And amazingly, what we saw captivated us. Every family was stepping out of their houses and embracing the world as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Privacy does not mean that we have to have our own world after all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1200 words. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahha i'm so pro right? do you all like it? i love it ahhhhhha i kee siao liao. hahahaha. oh yes. to nanyang people who are doing this, PLEASE DO NOT RIP OFF MY STORY. IT'S &lt;strong&gt;FORTYONE-HUNDRED PERCENT &lt;/strong&gt;GLENDA TAN ORIGINAL. :D THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, feedback to me on what you think! but if you think it sucks or you're just plain jealous then keep your mouth shut. xD ahha i sound so ego.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-6094186489237807191?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/6094186489237807191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=6094186489237807191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/6094186489237807191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/6094186489237807191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-wanna-make-move-now.html' title='I wanna make a move now'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-766395641435273682</id><published>2007-07-17T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T05:47:04.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'ma stick it out to the end</title><content type='html'>aiyaaaaaaaaaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;squadmates fa jue dao...&lt;br /&gt;wo zi ji ye fa jue dao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i so emo nowadays?&lt;br /&gt;*splashes water on face*&lt;br /&gt;WAKE UP FROM THIS NIGHTMARE...&lt;br /&gt;i can choose not to be like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyaaaaaaaaaaa...&lt;br /&gt;sorry to all squadmates and classmates for being moody.&lt;br /&gt;aiyaaaaaaaaaaa...&lt;br /&gt;this is the worst birthday month ever.&lt;br /&gt;stop dao-ing me.&lt;br /&gt;arhhhhh what's got into me???&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;aiyaaaaaaaaaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jin tian shi last dalt. haii. yao recre ye bu neng. its now shifted to sabbatical week. i heck about chinese opera, erzi (alicia) and shiaokee are in it too. :D i chao love my squadmates. ahha. then our recre is in sabbatical week so i shall te di an pai a good good good birthday week the end of bad luck for me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what i thought this morning when i woke up: walao. i wanna sleep longer. i shall keep my emo-ness in check today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is what happened in school: emo emo emo emo emo emo. until squad lunch. MAN I LOVE MY SQUADMATES K. they were like telling all these lame jokes which were ultra funny and we were very high. (: and at dalt... ok dalt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalt: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and pei ting managed to get changed in 3 minutes. hahahaha we rock. like totally good lah our shidai never drop when we walk or anything. so we were walking towards atrium and we saw jinqing ma'am and jiawen ma'am and they were like kinda surprised... and after that they asked us why we never wear dalt tee. its cause ma'ams only told us today is dalt, never say must wear dalt tee. so they were like kinda surprised and they walked away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then me and pei ting went to find squadmates. we saw 104 squadmates in toilet, and found 110 squadmates, and we knew nicole and puay ling went maths remedial. then other squadmates were uncontactable. so squadmates and i ran up to np room to ask for time extension and i felt really bad cause squadmates uncontactable- shi zong. D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that squadmates who didn't go maths or english rememdial came and we fell in and uhh. abit, ABIT kena scolding for wearing pt shirt when it should've been dalt tee, and jiajia don't blame yourself cause its seriously not your fault cause we did spread the message we got, which was today was dalt, and there wasn't anything on attire. honestly i felt very unjustified but now i regret letting it be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we da ba. :D i miss da-ing ba. hahahaha. i love ba. :D then after that uhh there was this thingy which we got really high. its like haha my group sucked we only managed to get 1 point for identifying hua but never mind we can run very fast. until squadmates qiang our di pan which had such good feng shui that we can run very fast. haha. i was telling my group, even if we're not good at identifying hua, its ok, cause we run fast. and we were making other teams jealous hahahaha and we got one point in the end. :DDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one team had to do forfeit, but since we're so loving and united we did it together. we wanted to do the fake banana dance, which we learnt from a forfeit our ncos had to do to us. but we didn't cause if we did a "bad" one we had to do another. so we did the real one. then our ncos asked us if they think that was sexy enough. if we said no, we probably would have to do it again, so we said yes. but then we had to do it again cause our ncos thought that since we thought we were sexy enough, we should do it again. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;squadmates and i took up sock keng ma'am's challenge... i don't really know if we failed or what but we learnt some LESSONS... oo. mmhmm. then we watch lion and dragon performance by 38 ma'ams. they were so li hai. haha. then after that had squad pics and unit pics. :D i was standing with erzi who was standing with laogong too, so we were yi jia tuan ju. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. gotta go. do homework. *pukes* I WILL KEEP MY ATTITUDE IN CHECK... sorry to all the people i yin xiang dao, especially nicole my dear squadmate-cum-classmate-cum-friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 more days. laogong, remember my birthday wish, you promised. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-766395641435273682?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/766395641435273682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=766395641435273682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/766395641435273682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/766395641435273682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/07/ima-stick-it-out-to-end.html' title='I&apos;ma stick it out to the end'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-8576062397303178820</id><published>2007-07-16T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T06:50:37.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something's getting in the way</title><content type='html'>hohoho. haven't posted in a long time. no wonder my blog seems dead despite the vibrant colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to jiajia's house today after school to do AHEM. :D her house was air-conned 'specially for us. :D and yeahhhhh man i love my squadmates. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. eeyer pei ting went to watch harry potter. aiya i don't know why i complaining i also watched yesterday. xDDD my guilt of not going to hilary challenge to support sheila ma'am no matter how much i wanted to was eased by the fact that most squadmates were also not allowed to go. :D haha i sound sadistic man. but sheila ma'am is like awesome lah hilary challenge is a 3 days 2 nights thing and no i'm not talking about cruise. haha and her birthday was like a couple of weeks ago too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is wierd lah. on my left foot big toe, right foot big toe and right foot second toe got blue black at my toenails there. well. more like purple black or red black but aiya. no difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot more preparation to come. jiayou squadmates!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha it was fun at jiajia's house when we were doing it and we were like also sharing atc night walk experiences. haha. and wenxian's deepest fear was revealed: she's afraid of bathing cause of the bathroom. and ahha that's just really crappy. then actually on the way there we took same bus as jiawen ma'am and i had to stand next to her at times and i didn't realise and when we got off the bus i was telling squadmates about that and then i didn't realise jiawen ma'am was behind me i was like. "i didn't know jiawen ma'am-" then jacinta told me and i was O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so my sis is rushing me for the com. =.= FINEEEE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 MORE DAYS. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-8576062397303178820?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/8576062397303178820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=8576062397303178820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/8576062397303178820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/8576062397303178820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/07/somethings-getting-in-way.html' title='Something&apos;s getting in the way'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-5690855449729044434</id><published>2007-07-11T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T01:22:26.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baptized in the river</title><content type='html'>HAIIIIIII. yesterday last act. ok i shall start from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did drills in full u. nyah. we sucked. D: anyway, squadmates must jiayou, we can do it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had recre! :D we were told to change and take our shi dai. then we had to tie it around our eyes. weeeeee dry chicken feet. ok so we went around in a choo choo train and ma'ams asked where we wanted to go. i told squadmates, let's go heaven. so ma'ams said they would bring us there. then when we reached heaven after a long long flight of stairs i was separated from pei ting. D: then i was brought to a very ji mo place and YES! CLARISSA CAME. :D then she was banging on the toilet door and saying something like she don't wanna be next to the toilet. ??? lol. then ma'am asked if she want to turn on the toilet light for her anot. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tuan ju-ing with squadmates we had another choo choo. then uhh. uhh. we tried to find squadmates, and uhh. uhh. ma'ams poked us. and squadmates screamed and haha it was ticklish and i said i felt molested. xD haha actually not really. then we were separated... D: i was like clinging and fighting to not let go of esther, and i was screaming "laogong! laogong!" and ma'am was like "what laogong???" then she pulled us apart. D: chai san wo gen laogong. then after that. there was once right huihan was infront of me then suddenly there was a person between us and i was like tapping her shoulder and asking her who she was... then she didn't respond and i kinda knew she was a ma'am but i wasn't sure so i just kept doing that. and i felt insecure so my left hand was extended to put on huihan's shoulder. then yeah really lor that ma'am between us chai san us and i was like hysterical like trying to loosen the ma'am's pull and i was clawing and screaming for huihan. haha paiseh sorry huihan. haha she so skinny i was kinda scared i would fracture her arm or something. and yeah row call that time ma'ams tried to mo fang us. haha it was so funny. but we could tell it wasn't our squadmates. (: and haha also squadmates were shouting for squadmates, and i heard er zi calling me, then after that a ma'am was mo fang-ing er zi and calling "daddy" and then she was like "laogong!" then i was like =.= under shidai. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we were sat down and ma'ams said it was serious so we were O.O under the shi dai. then yeah. they told us to trash things out with squadmates and all. and ma'ams were like saying we can also gu li squadmates or say anything, like sorry... and example, MEE POK WHY YOU SO DRY. haha clarissa was like SQUADMATES, SO MANY HOURS, SO MANY DAYS. LOL LAH. hahhahha. then uhh ma'ams gave us private 5-10 minutes to REALLY trash things out. yeah before that when ma'ams sat us down i really felt like crying liao cause somehow i felt i dui bu qi squad, and we can do alot better. yeah. then during the private time i really cried lah. then squadmates trashed things out and we let all pass things be bygones. :D and yeah. sorry we couldn't reveal guo fen, cause it really wasn't the time... walls have ears and we were blindfolded some more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ma'ams came back and begun sharing their experiences and all that... like how they felt when they took us, and yeah. it sort of makes guo fen really very... faded. and they were like also saying how we should treasure squadmates and all that... yeah. it was very emotional i was crying like siao and yeah i think a ma'am was crying too. o.o then we talked quite alot and took off shidai and my face was totally wet and my shidai was soaked through. and people were staring. alot. and clarissa I'M NOT EMO K? then after that waterbreak and we began singing hui you na me yi tian, and then ma'ams were like asking why we suddenly sing and is it our pop song. haha. batch 41 jiu shi yin wei hen rong yi high de, suo yi yi zhi chang ge. :D then we had squad talk, then we changed first and went to fourth level with ma'ams to continue our squad talk. we shared alot of things, like they told us about them during sec 1, and like squadmates confessed their ma'am crush. but i said i only love my laogong, who doesn't love me back. =.= now i'm JU GUI! still got ong lai, mee pok, ang ku kueh, ice kachang, etc. haha. it was really fun and we really she bu de zou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then pei ting and jacinta wanted to leave, but two staircases they tried were shut. O: we couldn't find a way out so ma'ams led us (my heroes! :D) squadmates and i were really scared it was so scary lah then i didn't have anyone to stand next to. D: in the end me and zihan were high-ing while other squadmates were scared haha. we were like wo men shi zui hao de squadmates! and we were swinging our hands childishly and yeah. i think a ma'am saw. lol. then after that we lay down on the quadrangle (SO SHIOK) and we began to sing wo ke yi. but we were disappointed with our singing so we sung the chorus of sarang hae-yo REAL LOUD. haha. its really very high lah the qi fen. then we told ma'ams we had to leave. and yeah... i saw two ma'ams hugging saying it was sad. (not us leaving. sad that it was last act) D: so we left... and when we reached the heritage centre we screamed initially. I ALWAYS HATED THE HERITAGE CENTRE. its creepy and has old things and everything is glass (REFLECTIONS. D:) and we just walked past and its like inside some things got pale green light shining on them. so we ke fu our fear by singing atc song. haha. then after that we walked past dance studio. WALAO. both places have alot of glass and reflections and we were told ghost stories during night walk lah. aiya. so we just screamed and walk past. then haha very funny outside the school liao clarissa and nicole were in front then suddenly they stop and clarissa like very scared. then a cyclist cycled by and she was like "ok is human" =.= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then took bus home with jiajia. reached home about 9. my daddy kinda lectured me. like say i shouldn't stay so late, and should eat dinner if not will gastric. D: then this morning in the car he also say i not in control of situation, like should estimate what time to end and tell them... not say i don't know what time it ends. but i really didn't know. and i didn't wanna argue so i just said orh orh orh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes finally changed seats in class. i'm sitting with amanda. :D and pei ting and nicoles and justina are near. yay! I LOVE JUSTINA. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt HURT today so many times. but i still shall keep my HIGH de jing shen. HURT by the people i know best. D: whether its from class or not. actually no i've just been hurt twice. but still. IT HURTS. and i'm still sad over last act. D: but yeah i look forward to seeing ma'ams again and spending more time with them. as for yeah the people i've been hurt by... the pain is meant to be kept inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T BELIEVE I HAVE TO GO THROUGH AN IDIOTIC SABBITICAL LIKE CHINESE OPERA, ON MY BIRTHDAY WEEK. UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!FREAK I WANT TOUCH RUGBY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-5690855449729044434?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/5690855449729044434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=5690855449729044434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/5690855449729044434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/5690855449729044434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/07/baptized-in-river.html' title='Baptized in the river'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-9092180041710938415</id><published>2007-06-28T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T05:26:29.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As we move on</title><content type='html'>yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed back after school with janice and jiamin. went to library to do home econs project thing. nyah i hate home econs. its so boring. &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... yeah. i saw yeelin ma'am, sheila ma'am, jingyi ma'am and sharon ma'am in the library. and when i was leaving school i saw some 39 ma'ams and 40 ma'ams carrying newspaper to the recycling there... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya i wanted to help but i didn't even know where the newspaper came from. atc, maybe? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family don't want me to become a psl, as they think i might have problems coping already, so shouldn't take up the extra responsibility and yeah. i spend already alot of time on studys and np. so have to cancel my application but couldn't find the teacher. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had pe for the first time this term. games education. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYAHHHHHH I'M AN IDIOT... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been injuring myself alot lately and i think my parents are getting worried. cause today... OK THIS IS REALLY RETARDED. so even if you fall off your seat laughing, i won't wanna know that you laughed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so had pe, and was doing warm-up, which was criss-crossing legs and running sideways of the netball court. ok. i fell on my butt. and there was a great impact and everything and yeah. since morning it hurts like alot till now. &gt;&lt; so paiseh. keep causing injuries to my own self nowadays. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my mum's pretty worried about my spine. like say tell me be more careful... i might end up paralysed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya i don't know but like after atc i am getting more careless with my own self... haha. had the re-cap of my injuries the other time but now there is a new addition: my butt. ok so i don't really know whether there's like a bruise or anything. i forgot to check while i was bathing and now i'm just lazy. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school went to 110 with nicole to find clarissa and pei yin cause clarissa was doing some history thing and i thought maybe it was the thing i had to do too. but it wasn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i go with pei yin cancel my application for psl. then go library, saw lynn there. (: then after that went to laptop there print out thing from ivle for pei yin... and saw lee si min ma'am. and then go back classroom take bags we saw li ann ma'am, sharon ma'am, jingyi ma'am, shiyun ma'am and linette ma'am. uhh. yeah. i think nanyang's shrinking these days or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and pei yin were leaving school and while walking out side gate, uhh... we think sock keng ma'am and yeelin ma'am were behind us cause we heard their voices. yeah. and yeelin ma'am was at the bus stop after us... and worse thing was that um. when walking out side gate with ma'ams behind us i was telling pei yin about my butt and pe. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home. homework. ARH ALOT. &gt;&lt; idiot lang arts. got so much just from lang arts. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done most. left a few projects and one idiot summary. :D jiayou myself! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-9092180041710938415?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/9092180041710938415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=9092180041710938415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/9092180041710938415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/9092180041710938415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/06/as-we-move-on.html' title='As we move on'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-2632310784540183549</id><published>2007-06-26T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T06:04:24.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn a little faster</title><content type='html'>nyahhhh. hand so itchy. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had act. wore full u... yadda yadda yadda... had drills. not so tiring, it was quite ok. yet i find we didn't do quite well. we could've done better and all... yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had blind drills. gosh. i crashed into the flower pots thingy at the side of the quadrangle. ma'am had to come tell me not to execute any command that wants us to move forward. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had squad talk. mostly about atc. haha. it was fun, reminiscing about atc. i miss atc so. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were taken for like 5 minutes by 39 ma'ams once... they will make great ncos... they are very patient and yeah. they will like very understandingly tell us where our mistakes lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received total defence badge today. :D weee now full u looks more zai. (: haha. we were so happy, finally got our badges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was very high after that. lol. kept saying crap like gongxi squadmates, wo men hen bang. squadmates, shei shi zui hao de? and um. yeah. somehow we kept doing stuff like "(name) say yo!" xD siao le. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i came home. late. near 8. cause we were held back for the badges thingy... side gate was closed... had to change outta full u. yeah. and then the idiot bus was too crowded so i waited 10-15 minutes for the next one. probably stood at the bus stop for like around 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i reach home i decided to inspect how my injuries are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left leg: a orh-ceh. a large scab with dried blood.&lt;br /&gt;left arm: oo nothing!&lt;br /&gt;right arm: 10 insect bites which have turned from blood red to maroon. and they're still really itchy.&lt;br /&gt;right leg: the giant orh-ceh on my thigh which hurts like siao. and a new addition, damage done courtesy of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause had drills today. alot of drills. and um. ok i feel retarded saying this. wear full u mah. got boots. then everytime bang must have strength then got sound and impact. and its marching boots some more so its like hard. then sometimes like maybe 5 times my estimation was off and i banged on my own foot. now there is a red patch which really really hurts. actually once during water break i was hopping on one foot. and yeah i can do it pretty fast. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate bio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-2632310784540183549?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/2632310784540183549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=2632310784540183549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/2632310784540183549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/2632310784540183549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/06/turn-little-faster.html' title='Turn a little faster'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-27117253543382691</id><published>2007-06-22T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T05:45:20.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll still have each other</title><content type='html'>i'm back from atc. alamak. i wanna post about atc but i kinda forgot lots about it. :o short story of it: fun and yet tough (not too tough but not too un-tough either.) and yes to people who don't know what atc is like, its a TRAINING CAMP so yes I'M TIRED, EXHAUSTED, INJURED AND SUAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 1:&lt;br /&gt;found out my company is BRAVO. i was kinda disappointed cause i wanted to be in DELTA but i love BRAVO now. (: NCOs in charge: sheila ma'am, jingyi ma'am and lee si min ma'am (who was overseas and didn't go atc.) 39 ma'ams: jomain ma'am, yung hian ma'am and liying ma'am (who was overseas and didn't go atc.) 40 ma'ams: pingting ma'am, jinghong ma'am and meichun ma'am. squadmates: pei ting, yanni, kheng wee and joyce (who went home on first day as she was not feeling well.) they are all very nice de. :D &lt;33 bravarians!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. had some competitions and honestly we were quite luo4 hou4 on that day. joyce didn't feel well so she went home. &gt;&lt; poor joyce. D: she like very xin1 ku3. kinda forgot details of competitions, though. lunch was outdoor cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 2:&lt;br /&gt;more competitions, we caught up and we were second behind alpha. :D hmm. oh yes. we had pt in the morning before breakfast. aiya. i shall be honest. i couldn't really ren3 the pt and felt like vomiting. and i did pt till i started crying. D: but shiyun ma'am and chua si min ma'am helped me till i was better. (: after that, tried to continue pt but couldn't really even do crunches properly. &gt;&lt; i feel so UGH. paiseh lar. i like very dui4 bu4 qi3 nynp. i hope other squadmates and ma'ams who fell out during pt are feeling better. :D oh yes. at like 6+ in the morning and i nearly kena kidnapped by ma'ams. :x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch was outdoor cooking. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. this is the most paiseh part lar. i wondering why i even posting about it cause i can don't. ok. we went campfire. mr han went on stage to say some stuff. then he requested the team who won the bowling com to stand up. so we did. then. he told us go to the stage there. so we did. then he said: "now we're gonna invite them to say a few words." and the three of us were like O.O then after that we went on stage and just said crap and then left. then when i was walking towards my company, i tripped over the uneven drain thingy. my left knee hit against the rough concrete next to it and um. kinda got cut. and the unit was like "oo..." and i was like "ow..." and initially i couldn't stand up de but then it wasn't that painful afterwards. OK LAR. PAISEH SI LE. MA'AMS AND SQUADMATES ALL SAW MY FALL. &gt;&lt; i haven't fallen down in so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;campfire was FUN. :D did alot of cheering and um. bravo's item was the story of how bravo defeated the evil tomato. as our song was the ketchup song. other companies also did very nice items. haha. like alpha did dancing and charlie did like a love triangle thingy. but the best item was the NCOs de! SO COOL. &lt;333 IT! HAHA. I WANNA LEARN THEIR DANCE IT WAS CHAO NICE! haha. and ma'ams also dance very nice. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also had chicken feed. WAHAHAHHA. SO FUN :D WE WERE BLINDFOLDED AND LED AROUND AND THERE WAS GROSS STUFF BEING POURED AND SMEARED ON US AND COLD WATER TOO. haha. our pt slacks got really dirty. then we had tasks to do too like jumpfrog ten times as a company. cause we were walking in a line with hands on shoulders. then uhh. there was a point of time bravo only had 5 people. then we found some company mates. :D then during a task, (cause um. me and the ma'am behind me were holding each other tightly in a way which i shall not mention) and pei ting was in front of me. then a ma'am, i think shiyun ma'am pulled me and ma'am apart. D: but oh well. ma'ams tried to kidnap alot others before too but we stuck together. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was led to a place. where squadmates were also there, and ma'ams poured watery biscuits on us, smeared soap on us, poured cold water on us, and put cucumbers and tomatoes on our faces. oh yes. they also styled our hair. &gt;&lt; clarissa got spiky, esther got paul twohill, i got. emo. haha. sorta like being combed upwards. like spiky lar. but they say its emo. haha. shall not reveal anymore. zong3 zhi1, I LOVED CHICKEN FEED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 3:&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. happy. cause. today. my injury from campfire hurt quite alot, cause it became swollen and there was a orh-ceh below it. BUT. i completed pt!!! it was also like quite tough like day 2, but i finished it. :D the most shuang part was having the sky as our reward, the whole unit lying on the quadrangle floor and hugging our beloved rifles and looking at the sky. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had cheering com too. i became bravo's mascot and was dressed up as blastoise. cause bravo's other name is blastoise cause WE ARE STRONG. :D i had tubes on my back and fake muscles and a shell and everything. oh yes, a watergun to shoot the audience with too. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad to leave atc. D: camp debrief with NCOs somehow seemed different from day 1 and day 2's, but i enjoyed it and was hoping it wouldn't end. hai. but my knee's hurting. limped home. was tired and nearly fell asleep on the bus, only to wake up in time when the bus pulled up at my stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya. now not wearing long pants i realise my cut really very gross and swollen. okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left arm: orh-cehs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right arm: 6 insect bites or something which are really itchy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left leg: swollen knee due to cut and orh-ceh below it. orh-ceh is giant and due to pumpings. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right leg: 2 orh-cehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. D: the cut hurts the most. should've been more careful. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yessss. congrats alpha squadmates and alpha ma'ams in winning best company. congrats company squadmates and company ma'ams in winning MOST ENDEARING COMPANY. (we got a candle shaped in a B and a ice-cream stick with stars with G L E N D A.) congrats charlie squadmates and charlie ma'ams in winning most spirited company, and delta squadmates and delta ma'ams in winning most charismatic company. (: we are all winners! :D even though bravo didn't win best company, we did very well for some competitions and yeah. we are proud for that and especially for winning most endearing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad taking part in bowling com tomorrow. haha. hopefully he'll win another trophy which looks like mine. he's a really good bowler. :D he taught me how to bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy jiayou! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to go support tomorrow. :D though i'm tired from atc, but i still must go. DADDY JIAYOU! mummy say i don't need go tuition cause i won't make it in time some more i tired. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-27117253543382691?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/27117253543382691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=27117253543382691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/27117253543382691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/27117253543382691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/06/well-still-have-each-other.html' title='We&apos;ll still have each other'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-9222163923643172947</id><published>2007-06-19T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T01:38:06.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So many hours, so many days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Glenda&amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Glenda!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Glenda is the sacred animal of Thailand.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Women shoplift four times more frequently than Glenda.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tradition allows women to propose to Glenda only during leap years.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Glenda can turn her stomach inside out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Until the 1960s, Glenda was not allowed to enter Disneyland!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Apples are covered with a thin layer of Glenda!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marie Antoinette never said 'let them eat cake' - this is a mistranslation of 'let them eat Glenda'!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Glenda can drink over 25 gallons of water at a time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;During the reign of Peter the Great, any Russian nobleman who chose to wear Glenda had to pay a special Glenda tax.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;About one tenth of Glenda is permanently covered in ice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool! :D got this from dr. wee and squad blog. xD this is the one on 41:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=41&amp;gender=p" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about 41!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;According to the story, Pinocchio was made of 41.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Humans share over 98 percent of their DNA with 41.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4ocracy is government by 41!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;41 never said 'Play it again, Sam'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A chimpanzee can learn to recognize itself in a mirror, but 41 can not!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Louisa May Alcott, author of 'Little 41', hated 41 and only wrote the book at her publisher's request.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Medieval knights put the skin of 41 on their sword handles to improve the grip.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If a snake is born with two heads, the heads will fight over who gets 41.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Edinburgh imports three thousand kilograms of 41 every year!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bananas don't grow on trees - they grow on 41.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-9222163923643172947?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/9222163923643172947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=9222163923643172947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/9222163923643172947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/9222163923643172947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-many-hours-so-many-days.html' title='So many hours, so many days'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-1318921958018674419</id><published>2007-06-19T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T00:41:37.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freak out let it go</title><content type='html'>i do admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yet we all can be jealous of others too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these things that happen to us, i guess they're normal under these circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing to be jealous about.&lt;br /&gt;it'll pass. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-1318921958018674419?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/1318921958018674419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=1318921958018674419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/1318921958018674419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/1318921958018674419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/06/freak-out-let-it-go.html' title='Freak out let it go'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-7862104271501421026</id><published>2007-06-19T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T00:44:22.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're so delicious</title><content type='html'>haii. atc's tomorrow. i have no clue on what to study for spf and npcc. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can guess i'm kinda mentally prepared for the trauma and training. the two Ts. no wait. trauma IN training. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought everything i need. now only to go through first aid, cheers, spf and npcc stuff, and finish packing my bag. finished packing MOST of it. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna miss my family. and trixie. though this is my third camp and i also stayed at germaine's house alot of times before. but i could always call my mum and my parents came on second day of sec 1 lifeskills camp for the parent teacher thing. but a handphone would be an illegal item in camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyah. just gotta live with it. must learn to deal with it. i will be STRONGER at the end of camp. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good thing though, my squadmates and i are in it together. and there's like 4 other squadmates in the company i'm gonna be in. i wonder what company i'll be in. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope nothing'll go wrong and that we don't get scolded. aii. just few days ago i had back pain. D: it was horrible. i couldn't even bend down properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK FOR ATC, SQUADMATES. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. on monday when went to photoshoot saw others there, including stephania, chuanrui, francis, evan, sulaiman, nazirah etc. haha. wasn't alone after all. :D I HATED THE PHOTOSHOOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-7862104271501421026?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/7862104271501421026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=7862104271501421026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/7862104271501421026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/7862104271501421026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/06/youre-so-delicious.html' title='You&apos;re so delicious'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-703136850025034424</id><published>2007-06-17T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T07:00:44.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This innocence is brilliant</title><content type='html'>boooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was an interesting day. most of it i was thinking of atc and squadmates and np board, though. so it was a kinda worried day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning walked over to maysprings. gave steff her present. offered her mentos. talked to her a little. and then showed her a magic trick with my sister's wallet thingy. ahha. it didn't really work the first time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to vivo city the cinema. my mum company book a hall to watch fantastic four. actually i quite imagined it to be lame but it was quite okay. hey, get this. the baddie's name is victor. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to sakura buffet place at science centre. GOSH. so much food. x) haha. saw ms elsa there, my last time piano teacher. i think my family was a little taken aback by the way i ate. haha. i really really ate alot. it was worth the $30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalala. WOAH. i'm traumatised before atc even began. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i just created a blog for my dog. (: its in my links. her name is trixie. please do not confuse my dog's name with my friend trixia. haha. by the way, i'm not intending to change her blog's skin. i can't seem to get it right... D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-703136850025034424?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/703136850025034424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=703136850025034424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/703136850025034424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/703136850025034424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-innocence-is-brilliant.html' title='This innocence is brilliant'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-5393692747186025962</id><published>2007-06-16T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T01:55:30.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Told you I'd be here forever</title><content type='html'>weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. chao happy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to nynp website and saw my name there. weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. means that ma'ams know about us winning the bowling com. they sound happy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"15 June 2007: Events updated. Another piece of exciting news, everyone! The unit is extremely pleased to announce that our team of CDT Zhou Jia Jia, CDT Glenda Tan Yu Fang, CDT Cheng Min Yi Nicole and CDT Loy Kheng Wee has emerged Champions of the Girls' Category in the 3rd Uniformed Groups Bowling Championships organised by Hwa Chong Institution NPCC Unit. Congratulations, the unit is proud of you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The unit is extremely pleased to announce that our team of CDT Zhou Jia Jia, CDT Glenda Tan Yu Fang, CDT Cheng Min Yi Nicole and CDT Loy Kheng Wee has emerged Champions of the Girls' Category in the 3rd Uniformed Groups Bowling Championships organised by Hwa Chong Institution NPCC Unit. Well done! =)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;congrats once again, team. we have shinyyyyy trophies. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;west view called me. asked me if monday morning can go back to like what photoshoot for ad for nanyang or what. i say ok lor. but then sophia is in shanghai. D: have to go alone. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots. finally can see the picture at my blog. and now its YELLOW AND GREEN. no longer JUST YELLOW. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-5393692747186025962?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/5393692747186025962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=5393692747186025962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/5393692747186025962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/5393692747186025962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/06/told-you-id-be-here-forever.html' title='Told you I&apos;d be here forever'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-294551659640940799</id><published>2007-06-15T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T03:15:16.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lingers on me</title><content type='html'>lalalalala. changed blogskin. the colour makes me happy so i decided to use it. (: i can't see the picture though, and the green's all in the picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-294551659640940799?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/294551659640940799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=294551659640940799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/294551659640940799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/294551659640940799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/06/lingers-on-me.html' title='Lingers on me'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-2268747963512088944</id><published>2007-06-15T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T01:09:48.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When it all falls apart</title><content type='html'>NYAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M DAMN HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;ASK ME WHY?&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE NYNP BATCH 41 TEAM FOR UGBC, ME, NICOLE AND JIAJIA,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;WON THE UGBC!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we thought we wouldn't win leh. cause for prelims we were 8th position. and to think today we jumped to 1st! xDD there were other good players but we still beat them. (: that news really travels fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hard to believe! we joined only because we wanted to have fun. and we won! x) i guess since the prelims there was a huge improvement. we have been training alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. :D happy happy happy! :DD we got interviewed by a chinese newspaper reporter and our photos were taken and all that. nyah. cranky photographer. he wanted us to like act like chao chao uber kai1 xin1 and everything and yeah. whatever i did he was like, smile more! laugh! look happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna be in a newspaper, though. its name is like. what. ***** but i won't reveal it here cause i don't want more people to see it. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the challenge trophy is biggggggggggg and heavyyyyyyyyyyyy. haha. captain had to carry it home and with the team trophy too. when we went to northpoint to eat, alot alot alot of people were staring at the trophy, some even coming up to ask what it was for. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah. our lane marshall was chao nice lor. not like the prelims one. haha. before we talked to him i played fluffy laughs, and he tou1 xiao4! x) it was super funny cause he didn't wanna be seen laughing.&lt;br /&gt;then after that his friend came along and said we got 2nd for the first round and he told us, and we were like "SERIOUS?!"&lt;br /&gt;then he say his friend ask if we're sec 2s, cause his friend wanna know. and we were like "... no, sec 1s." and his friend assaulted him.&lt;br /&gt;and at second round, his friend came again and told us if we hit 3 more pins, we would be champions. then we were like "ARE YOU KIDDING?!" and nicole hit 7 so we won. ahha.&lt;br /&gt;then he told us put our shoes back and he would take us to the reception and then he got abducted by aliens or something. so we went recep ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;haha. wierd but friendly lane marshall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** secondary **** unit girls' team so ANNOYING AND FREAKING IRRESPONSIBLE. HOW CAN THEY WALK ON MY LANE AND THEN CUT TO THEIRS WHEN I'M ALREADY STANDING THERE?! I WAS SUPER PISSED CAUSE THEY WERE SO DISTRACTING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeee i got a new trophy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irresponsible freak. what's your problem man? we've been giving in to you for so long. i can't stand it. what i heard about it, my blood was boiling. you are like so ungrateful after what we did! now i don't think you deserve even the partishipation. clarissa deserves it more than you, and she was just a spectator. GAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-2268747963512088944?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/2268747963512088944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=2268747963512088944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/2268747963512088944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/2268747963512088944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-it-all-falls-apart.html' title='When it all falls apart'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-2908850256109359580</id><published>2007-06-14T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T04:59:33.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me on a journey</title><content type='html'>GAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terrible stomach-ache and just did a project for the whole of today and a little of yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;went in the MORNING to amanda's BIG house and i wanna move in with her. D: played xbox for the first time in my life and yeah. i beat janice BAD. after that went to occ for bowling prac with team. my fifth finger of the right hand got injured by two bowling balls and it turned blue, then purplish, then red and kinda orange. scores weren't bad. 110, 72, 120, 109.&lt;br /&gt;grrr. NEARLY beat my record. D: took bus home with jiajia. i really must thank jiajia for educating me about the difference between hair gel and hair wax. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today:&lt;br /&gt;did the geog fieldwork assignment thing. went to far east plaza at 7++ in the morning. justina gave me a blue mushroom toy. (: it was HELL recording how many vehicles past. then we went around and stuff. then did another slot after lunch and one around fivish. sophia went to shanghai after the second one so me and justina did it alone. grr. one road one person. and mine was the busy road. D: had alot of fun in between though. haha. justina has a HUGE appetite. haha. we actually talked alot while waiting for the third slot. nyahaha. as we didn't have much money, we went window shopping at far east plaza, shaw centre, pacific plaza, tangs, and nearly galleria and royal plaza on scotts. we saw mr lim the geog teacher from nanyang and four teachers from west view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now:&lt;br /&gt;terrible stomach-ache, hoping as many squadmates gets the message as soon as possible. nyah. at least they gave us our blessings tomorrow. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow ugbc finals... NERVOUS. yet ANXIOUS. yet STOMACH-ACHY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-2908850256109359580?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/2908850256109359580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=2908850256109359580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/2908850256109359580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/2908850256109359580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/06/take-me-on-journey.html' title='Take me on a journey'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-8139042257758048089</id><published>2007-06-10T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T21:18:17.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accidentally in love</title><content type='html'>gah. grade 2 guitar songs are nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i don't like learning intervals. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si qi is on to grade 3 next month.&lt;br /&gt;yanting and yisheng are still at grade 1. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked jacob about lessons for jiajia. jiajia, if you see this, call me ar. i asked my teacher liao. i scared i will forget to call you. ahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly wanna shout out something. my face feels constricted if i don't say it. NICOLE! I WANT TO BE SAME SHI AS YOU NEXT TIME. lol. hahas. but i think i won't be shi tou. but i don't want be shi wei. i already have a crooked back. sudden inspiration. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder why i'm talking about shi so fast, since we're still doing ba and next year will be long. i'm long san. (: same as esther &lt;3. jiajia is long si and clarissa is long wu. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know lar. but i've always been excited about shi. hahas. still a long way to go. its like when i first joined nynp i already looked forward to shi. ahha. i feel like i very bian tai. nyahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still i don't understand why i saying i wanna be same shi as nicole. don't know lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared of atc. D: just traumatized even before i've been through it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared of pop. D: i don't want 38 ma'ams to pass out.&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared of ugbc. D: i don't want to not win anything and let nynp down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. speaking of ugbc finals. in that dream of mine i told nicole about, no squadmates or 38 ma'ams were there. well i know squadmates will be going. clarissa, wenxian they all. but our ncos told us that they not going. D: i'm kinda sad about it but then nicole and jiajia have a point. if they go, we'll be pressurized. i wonder if 39 ma'ams are going. haha. i know i'm asking for too much. and 40 ma'ams too. aiya. they so nice how can i not want them to go. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum bringing me out for lunch. :D ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-8139042257758048089?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/8139042257758048089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=8139042257758048089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/8139042257758048089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/8139042257758048089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/06/accidentally-in-love.html' title='Accidentally in love'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-2436162743574762373</id><published>2007-06-09T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T19:40:42.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for the world to change</title><content type='html'>went bowling with team yesterday. lols. we are damn pro. xD all got 100++. ((: hahas. my team so pro. :D i love my team. &lt;33 if we can play this well in the competition, we sure can win, cause add together we have around 398? well that was once. hahas. jiayou. nicole double striked once. hahas. nicole you better strike during the competitions or i'll really skin you alive. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are confident we can win something. cause something is already 5th place, so we have about 50% chance. i think more than 50%, cause my team is kick ass. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i shall reveal part of me and nicole's online conversation on the interpretations of my dream last night. (: "fortyone.♥" is me and "// .::. -TheEmptyHighway- .::. \\" is nicole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortyone.♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;i had a wacky dream last night&lt;br /&gt;// .::. -TheEmptyHighway- .::. \\ says:&lt;br /&gt;wad abt it&lt;br /&gt;// .::. -TheEmptyHighway- .::. \\ says:&lt;br /&gt;abt bowling?&lt;br /&gt;fortyone.♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;we were at the bowling competition&lt;br /&gt;// .::. -TheEmptyHighway- .::. \\ says:&lt;br /&gt;L0LS&lt;br /&gt;fortyone.♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;and we were at lane 16 again&lt;br /&gt;fortyone.♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;lane 15 nobody&lt;br /&gt;// .::. -TheEmptyHighway- .::. \\ says:&lt;br /&gt;l0ls&lt;br /&gt;fortyone.♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;lane 17 got raffles girls, who looked like they got terminal illnesses. they like just like very emo&lt;br /&gt;fortyone.♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;then we played.&lt;br /&gt;// .::. -TheEmptyHighway- .::. \\ says:&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;fortyone.♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;and they played.&lt;br /&gt;fortyone.♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;they were horrible&lt;br /&gt;fortyone.♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;we were great&lt;br /&gt;// .::. -TheEmptyHighway- .::. \\ says:&lt;br /&gt;l0ls&lt;br /&gt;fortyone.♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;we won cause our group got 300++&lt;br /&gt;fortyone.♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;then we got 1st place&lt;br /&gt;// .::. -TheEmptyHighway- .::. \\ says:&lt;br /&gt;L0LS.&lt;br /&gt;fortyone.♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;and then raffles girls one of them had HORRIBLE RINGTONE&lt;br /&gt;fortyone.♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;then i woke up cause of it and realised, it was my sis ringtone.&lt;br /&gt;fortyone.♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that is my dream. haha. funny? no offence to raffles girls girls, and especially those who went to the bowling com and never got in/got in. haha. but my dream really was like that. like they looked chao emo and dead and lifeless and got deep eyebags. o.o haha. shan't say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teammates jiayou. by the way, we created two cheers. xDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to barney theme song:&lt;br /&gt;nanyang nanyang is the best&lt;br /&gt;nynp nation&lt;br /&gt;when you meet your worst nightmare&lt;br /&gt;the fortyone sensation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ashes to ashes cheer:&lt;br /&gt;longgao to longgao&lt;br /&gt;spare to spare&lt;br /&gt;we love to strike&lt;br /&gt;and we just don't care&lt;br /&gt;when the pins are up&lt;br /&gt;we strike them down&lt;br /&gt;when you're up against nanyang&lt;br /&gt;you're upside down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. we were just bored on the bus. me and jj. so we created these cheers. (: and jj also told me, her secret. haha. before she bowl, when she hold her ball, before she walks, she says something to her ball and then it strikes or spares. it works all the time and yeah. its like magical. but cannot say it while walking. must before walking. its three words in chinese, and its not something the ball can do physically like strike. those words are ***. or she would say *****. haha. such inspiring words. i'll try them out myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i talk to my ball before i go. i'll kneel down and speak to it like "i know you very stressed, but i'm more stressed. help me strike lar, please, just once" haha. i sound so perv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something really wierd happened while bowling. my ball went missing 4 times when i wanna go take it, and it isn't there. then it never comes back and i resigned myself to another ball on the rack. then i go to the rack and realise my ball is there. wierd? yesssss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-2436162743574762373?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/2436162743574762373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=2436162743574762373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/2436162743574762373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/2436162743574762373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/06/waiting-for-world-to-change.html' title='Waiting for the world to change'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-4840505796766200936</id><published>2007-06-06T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T06:31:03.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't this exactly where you'd like me?</title><content type='html'>OHHHH. just thought of what ncos said today about atc. i shall say everything in my own words and own perception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) atc is a good time to bond with our 40 ma'ams and 39 ma'ams, especially since we never really talk to them. looking forward to knowing them more. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) we are sleeping on the floor as a squad. COOL. sleeping times are about from 11-6. about the same as p5 camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) its a TRAINING camp (hence, Annual Training Camp, atc) so its tough. we'll be traumatized after the camp. i can imagine myself totally tanned but stoned and dazed for three days after the camp. hahas. ncos will be strict with us. and its tough. real tough. in the cheer purple light, there is a verse. "saturday (though our camp won't take up a saturday), si beh jia lat. atc, lagi worse. everyday, we have training, with my ci, my buddy and me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) illegal items are a bad start. everyone knows that. no illegal items please, squadmates. remember nco saying how someone brought toilet roll and the company owed 25 pumpings for each square thing? haha. zong3 zhi1, no illegal items. later you all sad. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) four companies. alpha, bravo, charlie, delta. each will have 5 squadmates from 41. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) have to learn how to report to camp, report for bag check and report for company. o.o must jiayou, since we get to ti2 zao3 learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i somehow can't wait for atc. yet i somehow CAN wait. hahas. i'm kinda scared by the toughness part. and like yeah. the traumatized part. i really really can imagine myself stoning with my mouth open looking like a moron while drooling, looking into thin air 24/7. but still. i really wonder which company i'm in and which squadmates will be with me. squadmates, must appreciate camp. (: cause ncos spent alot of time planning it de. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY UNBELIEVABLE AND TOTALLY GAHHH. 39 ma'ams didn't get into finals. GAHH. why?! they play so much better than us okayyyy?! the organising school which name i probably shouldn't say here is sooooo gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. D: they bowl so much better de lor, and they are so nice some more. D': 41 must jiayou. don't let organisers knock us out too. WE MUST PROVE TO ORGANISERS. NYNP ROCKS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-4840505796766200936?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/4840505796766200936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=4840505796766200936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/4840505796766200936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/4840505796766200936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/06/isnt-this-exactly-where-youd-like-me.html' title='Isn&apos;t this exactly where you&apos;d like me?'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-4573956019247135201</id><published>2007-06-06T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T04:53:43.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carved my name into his legacy</title><content type='html'>hmm. i never posted for a long time. (: i can barely remember stuff. but haha. i remember some dalt we had during holidays, ncos took us. :DD then after that they went for shooting competition, we learnt basic long and basic shi. arghhhh so fun. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i also remember bowling com. hahas. i &lt;3 39 ma'ams. (: they are sooooo nice lar!!! :D and they are so pro at bowling too. somehow my group of me, nicole and jiajia bowled like slowly. and they said no time limit what. then after two hours everybody in every lane all leaving liao and were watching us. and the males teams also came and were watching. pressure lor. then they like chasing us like that want us to end faster. HELLO, NO TIME LIMIT. then 39 ma'ams were very nice. (: they told us to like take our time and jiayou, and they even said that we have a chance of going finals. :D then after that they went to change and when they came out it was my turn. I STRIKE. xD but then i'm very happy not because of the strike, but 39 ma'ams cheered and clapped for me and nicole. (: actually when they clapped and cheered (quite loudly) i was kinda taken aback and i stoned there with my jaw open. i must've looked idiotic. then squadmates also turned around when they cheered. they were also taken aback. hahas. i hope they get into finals too. they sure can one. since they bowl better than us. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i was about to sleep, when jiajia and her conference called me. WE GOT INTO FINALS!!! YEAAAAAA! (: i really really really hope 39 ma'ams also got in. :D and then she was screaming on the phone and i bet she couldn't sleep last night. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to road safety park. had uniform check before that. ncos kept coming to me to adjust my skirt or belt. cause my belt too loose and then my skirt will drop. then like my belt already last hole lor. =.= after act i went to change my belt. then like we went to road safety park, and my squadmates and i were very enthu. we kept cheering. (: ma'ams asked us about the bowling com, and we told them we're in finals and they are HAPPY. :D but sadly, they can't make it on the 15th to support us. D: i want them there. oh well. squadmates and i play better under pressure. x) squadmates, all of you must go and support us OKAY? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;road safety park most of it was just briefings. and i realised other schools npcc not as disciplined as ours. they tuck in very low, their socks are low, THEY HAVE THEIR WALLETS WITH THEM, THEY DON'T WEAR HAIRNETS IN BERETS. oh well. nynp is the best. (: on the journey back, we also kept cheering. haha. so enthu and zi high suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today didn't marshal. just preparing for next year. =.= saw khuzaimah there. told her to go class gathering at lot1 after school and wait for me there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got dismissed late, was the latest to arrive there. hahas. had quite some fun. ate mcflurry and went around abit with assumpta. hmm. i really missed my old friends then i saw how much they've changed and i'm actually really surprised. xD yeah. some people commented that my hair is awful. since i can't tie it already or anything. i spent most time with khuzaimah talking about np stuff. cause she brought her full u along too and we compared some stuff. x) and also spent most time with assumpta just crapping. i had fun. (: still wish i can spend more time with them, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE MADE IT INTO FINALS. WE MADE IT INTO FINALS. WE MADE IT INTO FINALS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-4573956019247135201?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/4573956019247135201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=4573956019247135201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/4573956019247135201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/4573956019247135201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/06/carved-my-name-into-his-legacy.html' title='Carved my name into his legacy'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-1995074544860516525</id><published>2007-05-27T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T03:34:29.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So much for my happy ending</title><content type='html'>went to watch potc 3 today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also cut my hair today. lols. a short hair bug has infected my squad. lots of squadmates are interested/already cut their hair short. we cannot tie our hair now. xD i guess its for convenience sake for np. especially with the camp coming and all. i really didn't know what to expect. :D so now yeahh. especially before atc. there is gonna be more than 15 people with short hair. x) i went to the $10 and 10minutes haircut shop place thingy. i find that place good actually. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday dalt was kinda not much for me. cause i had gastric and went to sit down... in the care of ncos. ((: ncos are sooo nice and soooo funny. x) then i sorta watched them do dragon dancing... i find it very you3 qu4 and i really admire all my ma'ams. dragon dancing is not easy and i could see the effort they were putting in. (: i thought they were goooooood and hope that my squad can be like them someday. (: some ncos talked to me and i liked talking to them. :D lee si min ma'am sorta gave me tips to like how 41 can improve on ba4. :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;storytelling sabbaticals was a blast. my group did great. we changed kudu break into very modernised and i'm acting as nan3 zhu2 jiao3. xD an ah beng named ah beng. hahas. mrs heng sorta wanted us to go to la festival, but yeah. sophia went to malaysia, lynn doesn't wanna do it, it's tomorrow during my briefing and thus i don't wanna go. but xueyan is finding replacements for everybody and yeah. she says if she can't find then she'll call it off. i don't wanna do cos it'll be very troublesome cos i have to wear quarterslacks for the briefing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to briefing and extra act tomorrow. me and squadmates should be going out for lunch tomorrow. :D can't wait to see squadmates sporting their new hairstyles. hahas. sure look very chio de, cause they already very chio. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-1995074544860516525?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/1995074544860516525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=1995074544860516525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/1995074544860516525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/1995074544860516525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-much-for-my-happy-ending.html' title='So much for my happy ending'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-2881144807140286901</id><published>2007-05-22T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T05:26:52.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a city of angels</title><content type='html'>ARRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M GONNA SCREAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME'S SO FAST...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeer. maybe i should start from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had act... first it was one hour of pt. never had it before, so didn't really know what it would be like. but yeah. i found it fun. xD we ran the school many times and did pumpings and crunches and sit-ups and supermans(:D)... somehow in the end i wasn't as exhausted as i thought i would be. then after that, NCOs taught us our uniform stuff, like how to polish boots, etc. then after that we had campcraft. yeah i SUCK. my knots are always so loose. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that is the really sucky yet really fun part. xD i wonder how those two phrases can be referring to the same thing. after campcraft we were going to NP room to collect wallet bag when squadmate told me she heard a NCO mentioning "oh yeah, today is our last act" cause after this, it would be june holidays. during june holidays, is POP. after POP, no more NCOs. D: and actually i started to zhuang1 ku1 (act to cry) but then in the end i really started crying. =x hmm yeah. i just thought of like how we so she3 bu4 de2... cause today during pt we actually had alot of (secret) laughs cause i find our NCOs just wonderful and really really funny. xD during campcraft also. and also during campcraft i was thinking about how they are always so kai1 lang3 and patient and like so good to us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outside NP room, we actually asked them alot of questions and all that. yeah and certain parts really very funny. like they want chocolate cake for POP. xD and we asked them if they accepted presents and all. and at the end when we were supposed to thank them before leaving, when i gave timing, nicole knee-ed me and i was like "urp-ow!" and yeah. even they were laughing. after that i knee-ed nicole back. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really very she3 bu4 de2 them... like they are so funny and fascinating in their own way. and i really really loved squad talks and all the "wierd" stuff like ke-belakang competition. its like... i sorta forgot the good and nice things that happened in the past, and i know that sooner or later i'll also forget much about today, but then... i will still miss them alot and know they mean alot to me. (: even know its been only about less than 5 months, we are really attached to them. :D seriously, we would not be where we are today without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i really wish i won't forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-2881144807140286901?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/2881144807140286901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=2881144807140286901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/2881144807140286901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/2881144807140286901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/05/like-city-of-angels.html' title='Like a city of angels'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-4888792187679785989</id><published>2007-05-21T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T01:07:56.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baptized in the river</title><content type='html'>WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;i love sabbaticals week. :D i love it love it love it cause its so slack. one slack day just passed like that and soon... HOLIDAYS. WEEEEEEEEEEE. xD&lt;br /&gt;my sabbaticals is storytelling. in 106 only got me, xueyan and charis. and i love lynn from 105 cause she's nice. (: i love lynn my squadmate too. cause she's nice too. (:&lt;br /&gt;today is really very fun. x) first we had malay culture appreciation lessons thingys then we had 1 hour recess, then after that it's all sabbaticals. yeaaaaaa sabs rock.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for holidays. :D&lt;br /&gt;HMMM. oh yes. i'm really very PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;cause like thousand million schools invited schoolmates to go back to their primary schools to promote nanyang.&lt;br /&gt;west view haven't. awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;furthermore, nanyang has NEVER gone to west view to promote before. well, that's what i think lar. what made me think suddenly is that when going home that time, i saw two west view girls going to bpp... and i nearly went "hi. i'm your senior. so how're things at west view? new principal nice anot?" xD but i figured they would think i'm a freak if i did that, cause most people would. yeah. then at my house void deck, i saw like 4 west view malay boys playing soccer. but i didn't bother about them. i prefer girls. xD no lahhs. i treat all equally. but they were FAR FAR FAR AWAY from me. D:&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. sabs week rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-4888792187679785989?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/4888792187679785989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=4888792187679785989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/4888792187679785989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/4888792187679785989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/05/baptized-in-river.html' title='Baptized in the river'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-7212345474662408379</id><published>2007-05-20T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T19:03:39.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You were everything that i wanted</title><content type='html'>its official.&lt;br /&gt;my napfa totally sucked.&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm over it. i made up my mind to train like siao during june holidays and the rest of my life till i get what i want for napfa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess there's more to npcc than napfa.&lt;br /&gt;and there's more to me than npcc. (well... not really. ok fine.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;i never knew grape ice blended from sweet talk at bukit batok is so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i never got to post. i played rugby in act once. for recrea. and yeah. squadmates don't really like it. but i do. d: hahas. its kinda fun unless you don't dare tackle your squadmates. xDD sorry lynn, for the fall. i wanna play squash and bowling with my parents again. (: especially squash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gonna miss chem and music and dance. i got a for those. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. homework's piling up lately. once i rushed through lunch my corrections and in the end i still had to bring it home. =.='''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never said this, but i wanted to about a month ago. cause about a month ago, my guitar promoted to grade 2. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap i just remembered the promotional test for npcc... arg. squadmates jiayou!!! :D trial test is like in a few days. we are LANCE-CORPORAL-TO-BEs. xD jiayou, we must make it by first try... cause if not we have to wait till sec 2... maybe even sec 4. xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got full u le... hahas. went to alter skirt. i shall take good care of my full u. (: cause i love it. ahuh ahuh ahuh. i love my full u i love my full u. its so purdie... haha. i looked like a freak on friday. i carried a bag full of things from under my desk cause next week is sabbaticals week, and i had a plastic bag of my pe shirt and dance shoes cause i had dance, my pt slacks which were kinda dirty. so i had no space for my full u and i had to carry it, so i put my plastic bag on top so i don't expose it, cause we're not supposed to. my lower body was practically squashed on the bus home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bowling team of 41 jiayou. 4th and 15th june... (:&lt;br /&gt;i went bowling yesterday, and this are my scores. tell me how i fare, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;1st game- 3 strikes, 2 spares, total 119&lt;br /&gt;2nd game- 1 strike, 1 spare, total 101&lt;br /&gt;3rd game- 0 strikes, 0 spares, total 72&lt;br /&gt;4th game- 2 strikes, 0 spares, total 113&lt;br /&gt;5th game- 1 strike, 2 spares, total 105&lt;br /&gt;haha. damn funny. cause first two games, my first shot were strikes. actually i don't know why it's funny. but i'm amazed at my own score. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;ATC coming. 20-22 june. nyah. i wanted it to take up a saturday... xD ssssh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-7212345474662408379?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/7212345474662408379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=7212345474662408379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/7212345474662408379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/7212345474662408379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-were-everything-that-i-wanted.html' title='You were everything that i wanted'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-3280897892993322534</id><published>2007-05-17T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T19:07:17.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just do with love</title><content type='html'>DDDDDDDDDD: CRAPPPPPPP. I HATE MYSELF. gahhhhhhhhhhhhh. i'm so gonna remember this day as sucky as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just ran my napfa 2.4km. SUCK LARRRRRRR. I HATE MYSELF. DDDDDDDDDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried after my run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO SUCKY. GARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. I'M NEVER GONNA GET GOLD FOR NAPFA AS NP PEOPLE SHOULD. I LET NP DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i compare with other people timing i feel so zi4 bei1.&lt;br /&gt;and i hate it when people ask my timing.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should just tape my mouth so nobody will know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when yvette and liwen overtook me i already wanted to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so zi4 bei1.................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLEAHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my appetite and i feel like puking.&lt;br /&gt;not cause of the run.&lt;br /&gt;cause i hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna fail napfa.&lt;br /&gt;for sure.&lt;br /&gt;for sure.&lt;br /&gt;for sure. bleahhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-3280897892993322534?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/3280897892993322534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=3280897892993322534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/3280897892993322534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/3280897892993322534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-do-with-love.html' title='Just do with love'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-5927516894599492213</id><published>2007-05-14T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T18:41:20.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That don't bother me</title><content type='html'>HELLO. art teacher whole family got eye infection so she never come to school so we're in library and i'm using laptop for like the billionth time this year. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. let me try recapping last act. we had dalt. yupps. first we asked help from chua si min ma'am and yeelin ma'am to wear &lt;em&gt;shiku&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;shidai&lt;/em&gt;. lol. then we had pt. halfway through like near near near near the end, me and khengwee's &lt;em&gt;shiku&lt;/em&gt;s came out... then we had to ask permission to go toilet to adjust. that's a rule of npcc. so then chua si min ma'am went to toilet with us, then after that ran the remaining part with us. then after that, ci ma'ams took us for dalt. o.o and yea i'd like to announce i ran FULL 3 rounds of school + track! and actually abit more cause at the circly parts we run two rounds instead of half, and we run the outside of tennis court. (: squadmates must jiayou for napfa, ci ma'am say before, np people always get gold. (: and clar is like the first. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad thing about that dalt was, even though i'm timer i cannot keep my watch with me... then during water breaks we had, i had to count. like they give us five minutes, i had to count "1... 2... 3..." D: well. accept fate. =.= (sometimes i'm gonna go get people count for me. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once during a water break, because at that time the bilingual competition thingy for schools was going on... then i saw many schools. then i remember that west view took part before. then i saw two west view girls. then yeah. this part i feel very guilty... being distracted during act. D: i said "hello. i'm your senior you know" to them. and they must've thought that i was crazy. gah. well. many many people were watching our act. cause got dragon dance, lion dance and loud music. moments like these make me proud of npcc. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after npcc which ended about 6.15-6.30, i went to bpp to buy 3 roses and 3 carnations for my mummy's mummys' day present. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. like nothing else le. obviously i'll think of something later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yess. remembered. bowling competition coming, team from 41 jiayou! there's me, nicole, khengwee and jiajia. two from 102 and two from 106. (: yeer kheng why you don't want be vice captain??? now me pressurised. D: lol.41 jiayou! we must at least get through the prelims AHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday my family went to furama which is a hotel for dinner. then my dad, sis and i paid. then after that went to og nearby to let my mum shop. my sis and i paid for her stuff. so altogether i paid $75. gah. i burnt a big big hole in my pockets. i've no money and i still owe my sis $20. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. i feel like cutting my hair. again. ;) hahaha. like hmm. shorter. yeah. like i can choose to tie or don't tie, and it both looks ok. then if i tie, the ponytail is shorter and kinda looks like clarissa's. haha. then during npcc i can choose whether i wanna tie anot. HAHAHA. oh yes. pei ting aka peipei hair now so cute lar. she tie up during act, then out of act she wear hairband, and both look soooooo cute!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;41 LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are squadmates forever.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;td retesters jiayou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I DIDN'T FAIL TD TEST!!! :D those who have to retake today, JIAYOU! you guys can do it der! (: yup. and my guigui yueqiiiii, hope you get well soon. (: poor guigui fell into a broken drain thingy during pt and sprained her ankle. lol. it was outside the tennis court where nobody runs except for npcc. (: and nobody bothers to fix it. =.= so sad, i couldn't walk my guigui to the bus stop... D: NICOLE ALL YOUR FAULT. D: oh wells. hahahahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current bowling team of 41:&lt;br /&gt;captain: jiajia (jj)&lt;br /&gt;vice captain: me&lt;br /&gt;player: nicole (nic)&lt;br /&gt;reserve: khengwee (kheng)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used to be:&lt;br /&gt;captain: nic&lt;br /&gt;vice captain: kheng&lt;br /&gt;player: moi&lt;br /&gt;reserve: jj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-5927516894599492213?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/5927516894599492213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=5927516894599492213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/5927516894599492213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/5927516894599492213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/05/that-dont-bother-me.html' title='That don&apos;t bother me'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-791194123716711345</id><published>2007-05-11T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T16:16:09.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for the memories</title><content type='html'>HELLO. back. its raining, its early in the morning and its before the start of the school. :D great news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i scored a for art&lt;br /&gt;i scored a for dance&lt;br /&gt;i'll probably score a for music&lt;br /&gt;i scored b3 for chinese&lt;br /&gt;i scored don't know a2 or b3 for both science and lang arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmmmmm. past few days at school was kinda ok. just a little sad. some teachers won't be teaching us after this term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESSSS. ATC coming. :DD can't wait for camp. and also the bowling competition. MY BAD. each squad is to send one team of MAXIMUM 4 people, not minimum. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalala. today have dalt. i still not very sure about the&lt;em&gt; shidai&lt;/em&gt;, though. and yeah... &lt;em&gt;shiku&lt;/em&gt; very big. but since that is how it should be, i won't complain. (: but honestly i kinda forgotten some &lt;em&gt;hua&lt;/em&gt; liao. i only remember those that i went for at the first dalt and &lt;em&gt;xiao jian&lt;/em&gt;. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALALALA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she &lt;/em&gt;is biased and everyone knows that. &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; is prejudiced and hated. weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-791194123716711345?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/791194123716711345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=791194123716711345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/791194123716711345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/791194123716711345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/05/thanks-for-memories.html' title='Thanks for the memories'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-6026796180808451651</id><published>2007-05-07T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T16:11:02.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ashes to ashes, dust to dust</title><content type='html'>people said my font is small. so i wonder if this is big enough. hmm. anyways. even if its caps, its not me. its the skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been kinda out of touch for days... like, i haven't spoken to anyone through the phone, and i sms really slowly. lol. cause... my grandmother passed away last wednesday. O.o ok. thanks to all people who comforted me(and i mean all of them) when i cried. you guys are great. (: nicole, yes i want that hug from xiaoxiong. can request? haha. but through the funeral i got to know some of my cousins who are practically adults, better. and i'm a gugu!!! (: my nephews and niece SOOOO CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to post, really. o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h yessssss. go visit &lt;a href="http://www.pinkayye.blogspot.com"&gt;www.pinkayye.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; its a combined blog of me and clarissa. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms. oh yesssss, again. hwa chong having this annual npcc bowling competition thingy... dont know if i should join. used to bowl alot with my parents, score not bad but also not very good... hmm. 1 squad at least 4 people... O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yesssss. i got stomachache today and haha. no more details should be exclosed. exposed? imposed? ok never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yesssssss. really nothing le. hahas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-6026796180808451651?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/6026796180808451651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=6026796180808451651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/6026796180808451651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/6026796180808451651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/05/ashes-to-ashes-dust-to-dust.html' title='ashes to ashes, dust to dust'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-4262196514526525084</id><published>2007-04-28T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T01:20:14.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're not alone, together we stand</title><content type='html'>i'm back from the land of no posting. well. yesterday was a big big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;npdp&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had npdp in the morning and went early. jiajia and clarissa looked so damn chio and zai in the U. anyways. we started off with two rehearsals... and after that we fell in at throphy cabinet when the music started... and people were walking past. i saw yuanming and herlinda and joy, but couldn't smile or move. D: sorry guys. then after that the parade started, and i could hear all the level 2 and level 3 people whispering. O.o anyways, i guess it went quite well. at times, people were damn quiet. xD then... poor jiajia, before and after parade wanted to vomit. D: then anyways, we stood at the back as the school had some presentation thingy. then like at the last part, before we left the quad, there was the sedia thingy, and the people were like "waaah" cause we bang-ed. xD then we were late for class cause we had photo taking at the field with TOs. and also i was watching clarissa and peiyin asking ms chang for permission to enter the classroom. lols. during recess i saw a couple of ma'ams... the U really changes us, cause we finally get to greet them. we don't have to pretend they don't exist. (: then lunch we had more photo taking. NCOs looked so nice. they did the salute. :D then when it was our turn, i went up to ask NCOs if they could take with us. then yeelin ma'am was asking me if its the whole 38 or what... i said four of them. then yeelin ma'am was laughing and asking which four. lol. i was like laughing and i pointed at four NCOs and i felt like an idiot. SO PAISEH. haha. i heard like sharon ma'am saying something like "so thick skinned" to yeelin ma'am or something. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;dalt dinner&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the journey there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school i met up with clarissa, jiajia, yueqi, yijia, jacinta and peiyin. me, clarissa and jiajia got changed first, and THEY LOOKED SO CHIO. lol. then after that we started going out, then the other four squadmates changed at locker room. clar and jj and i waited at the gate for them, then we crossed over to hwa chong and tried calling taxis. so many sucky taxis wouldn't take us to bugis. D: anyways, the fare was quite cheap. $7. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me, jj and clar before dalt dinner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we reached there, then we split again. me and clar and jj were together and we went around trying to find seoul garden. after we found it we walked around and stuff, and we went shopping. we wanted to find jj a belt de... but somehow we ended up deciding to buy something for our ma'ams to thank them for the dalt dinner and happy np day. so we bought cards and we sat down outside some bookshop writing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sad part. D:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we reunited with nicole and pei ting. then after that we went to&lt;br /&gt;fetch some squadmates from the mrt station. then yeah. this was the kinda sad part lah... cause me and clar were always running around back and forth from the mrt station finding squadmates. like... i don't really know if i should say this lah, but me and clar were the ones who didn't wanna go and yet we were the ones running around fetching the people who wanted to go but didn't know how to... like, if you wanna go, then you should at least have the initiative to find out where it is and how to go. and when we gave batch 40 ma'ams the card, we before that already told you about the card and you all even said ok and stuff... then after that you all claimed you all didn't know about it... and even when we shouted across the bridge thingy what it was for, you all still told them you didn't know... like this isn't first time le lah, whenever we have something important to tell you all should listen, and worse you all still said ok, and all that... ahh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at seoul garden-at the beginning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we went into seoul garden, me, clar, jj and nic got separated from the squad. we had to sit at the table between 40 and 39 ma'ams. i like ma'ams and all, but it was sad being separated. after all, i already feel a distance between squadmates other than clar and jj and nic. D: then yeah, bad thing. four of us damn inexperienced at taking food. O.o anyways, we gave the 39 ma'ams and NCOs the cards... and we sorta witnessed 39 reading it. and as for NCOs, we passed yeelin ma'am the card and she was like "orh, ok." LOL. somehow i just felt like laughing, cause the way i told them about the cards was PATHETIC. anyway. funny thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at seoul garden-ridiculous part&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, nic, clar and jj went to the food place THREE TIMES and returned with NOTHING. our soup was evaporating le, and we were just laughing like siao and watching people eat. lol. then we had to ask zihan to take food for us. and when she came back, our soup was almost gone. we had chicken and hot dogs, and after our chicken was finished, our soup was gone too. so clar tried to pour more from the jug but it overflown and was on the barbeque part, and some chicken was "gone". lol. then the soup sizzled and kinda scalded us and 40 ma'ams. OOPS. proves that clar cannot take home econs. then after that our soup kinda evaporated again, and when clar poured again, it was like blackish. O.o so it was changed. black soup is just wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;privacy invaded. D:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, some squadmates begun taking pictures... and yeah. some squadmates, you all really very bad lah, always tou1 pai1 our table without our permission... and especially when me and clar were sharing our watermelon mixed with orange mixed with ice cream. SO BAD. we very en1 ai4 right? LOL. but still, SO BAD. D: we had a great time, laughing like siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NCOs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, just wanna say, ma'ams and NCOs all looked so chio. :D especially NCOs. SO DAMN CHIO. and their clothes so nice!!! argh. haha. siao le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;toilets and pictures&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to go toilet after we ate, then we asked NCOs. they said ok then we were walking outside le and then we saw sock keng ma'am and yeelin ma'am coming out after us, and i was like "is it they also wanna go or maybe they not fang4 xin1 if four of us go ourselves?" in the end, sock keng ma'am told us that there was a toilet inside. lol. so we went there, and it was one cubicle and many people. so nic somehow told them that, and we went to outside de toilet. lol. then after the whole unit left seoul garden, we went to the fountain there. clar, jj and i were singing yue4 liang4 dai4 biao3 wo3 de4 xin1. lol. then after that we took unit and squad pictures. a pity. i didn't take any. didn't bring cam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;squad thingy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we gathered as squad, then we got told off for taking pictures of NCOs without permission in seoul garden... yalar, i saw some squadmates just snapping like siao and i was like thinking whether they were obsessed about ma'ams or what. no offence. then jj was very sad for getting scolded, cause really lah, jj, clar, nic and i seriously did not even take any photos at dalt dinner other than our steamboat thingy. jj was very very sad. D: then ma'ams like maybe saw her very sad or what then like say some of us were "innocent". jj was happy. :D ma'ams thanked us for the card. (: hope they like it. :D hope 39 ma'ams and 40 ma'ams like their cards too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;theme and after dismissal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ma'ams asked for our theme. and they were... laughing. lol. overripe bananas, rotten bananas, bananas and flesh of bananas. HAHAHA. then after we were dismissed, me and clar and jj were watching squadmates run through the fountain and we were saying about the zero mark that cai lao shi gave her. lol. then after that some of us went in and then me and jj left. thanks jj's dad for the lift to bpp. (: i &lt;3 jj :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is pretty much it. well. i realised that my links are damn outdated. D: have to go tagboard and search for every single link people have told me about AGAIN. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-4262196514526525084?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/4262196514526525084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=4262196514526525084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/4262196514526525084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/4262196514526525084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/04/youre-not-alone-together-we-stand.html' title='You&apos;re not alone, together we stand'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-8782386643789099798</id><published>2007-04-17T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T06:13:00.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know you talk about me all the time</title><content type='html'>arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow got... chinese test, lang arts test and maths test. thursday is music test and sometime next week is npcc retest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first thing first. today for chem we went to the lab. it was quite fun lah but i'm looking forward to crystallization. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thennnn. had history and half a chinese test today... nearly fell asleep in lang arts and maths lesson. herlinda really slept. lols. I CONFIRM FAIL. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;npcc: we had rehearsal for the parade thingy again. and measurement for the full U. i can't wait to get my full U. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then... today freaking unfortunate lahh. shiao kee, pei ting, kheng wee and nicole all nearly fainted. just that nicole very unlucky lahh... she fell lor. that was when the 39 ma'ams were getting their ranks thingys. so our whole squad fell out and went to comfort the sick. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graduated ma'ams told us that our drills not that good. D: and we spent quite alot of time on armswing. we looked like idiots swinging our arms while just standing there. swimming. weeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41, lets jiayou for parade kays? :D and i realise when i shout timing, i only sound loud when i sound like i have a blocked nose. =.= and ma'ams told me how to improve lah. like sharper and swifter. hopefully i improve. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freak. this week so many tests. nowadays npcc and tests are pushing me off edges. grrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i just sleep and not go to school??? .......................... so sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anybody knows who to find if i wanna quit third lang? my parents allow le... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nooooooooooooo chinese test and lang arts test to study for. noooooooooooooo i want my bolster...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-8782386643789099798?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/8782386643789099798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=8782386643789099798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/8782386643789099798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/8782386643789099798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-know-you-talk-about-me-all-time.html' title='I know you talk about me all the time'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-2534466422734868982</id><published>2007-04-16T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T00:05:26.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll make it through</title><content type='html'>i'm getting so seriously damn crazy about npcc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy as in love it too much. yes, my squadmates know i'm dedicated to npcc. maybe a little too dedicated? like today, i spent morning, recess and afternoon doing stuff that is all related to npcc. teaching squadmates and squad lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry soapy for not spending enough time with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess maybe i'm just really excited about the parade. i couldn't sleep well last night as i was thinking about the parade. yes, I'M VERY EXCITED. i'm even doing a countdown: 11 more days. 27/04.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like last act, we had rehearsal for parade. it was just so fun lahh. i don't know why but i always think drills are fun. ma'ams are even fun-er. like really lahh. me, nicole, clarissa and puay ling are going crazy over npcc. i think i'm in love, head over heels in love. with npcc. goshhhh. enough about npcc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so dead this week. 6 tests. music, lang arts, npcc, maths, chinese, history. and its like all of them include mugging and cramming and remembering. my brain space is like limited lahh. D: reason i came online: do e-learning for french. so yes. gotta go study and e-learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao babies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-2534466422734868982?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/2534466422734868982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=2534466422734868982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/2534466422734868982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/2534466422734868982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/04/well-make-it-through.html' title='We&apos;ll make it through'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-3714347528901647451</id><published>2007-04-12T12:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T21:53:29.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What could've been</title><content type='html'>gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm the permanent timer of squad 41.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so loved. :D thanks squadmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways today pe, mr chia aka o'brien made us run five rounds of the track. and he was timing. me and my soapy ran together. (: surprisingly, we made it in 10:02 minutes. considering we haven't run for a long time except for sometimes 1 round of the school's perimeter. well. we walked only abit. we ran the first four rounds of the track without stopping. I'M PROUD OF MY SOAPY. and yes, because of dance two days ago, my legs have been hurting ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took five minutes to walk from the bus stop to school this morning. i took bus cause my dad is busy. i reached at around 0630. i always reach school so early when i take bus. =.= oh wells. watched the "sunrise". more of the sky changing colour. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our c division volleyball lost to ngee ann secondary. oh well. thats already so good. we haven't made it into the finals for eighteen years. yiyuan... my yuanyuan... you did so good! (: though i couldn't be there cause of third lang, i heard you rocked! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. third lang. i saw niang (lihui) after third lang yesterday. :) she hasn't changed at all. my NIIIIANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... i'm kinda sad that &lt;em&gt;this &lt;/em&gt;happened. and i've cried many times over it. i wonder if she'll be okay... my dad really touched me as i witnessed his filial piety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i skipped the k9 dog unit visit for it. thanks sharon ma'am for your concern. and today is her birthday. so we'll be visiting her again after my library cip. we visited her first on good friday. she was in pain and i was kinda upset to see her like that. then like three days later, she got a heart attack. tuesday i visited her. she was drowsy and couldn't see well and like very woozy... i wonder if she knew that we went there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left early cause i was tired and practically slept there. and its making me think how fragile life can be. like they say, &lt;em&gt;sheng lao bing si&lt;/em&gt;. sheng=born. lao=old. bing=sick. si=die. thats life isn't it? get well soon, ah ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks again, soapy, sharon ma'am, clarissa, nicole, dion and herlinda for showing concern. :D love you guys lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO ACT. (: we're gonna get our sizes taken for the full u soon! :D NPDP IS FIFTEEN DAYS AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be counting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-3714347528901647451?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/3714347528901647451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=3714347528901647451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/3714347528901647451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/3714347528901647451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-couldve-been_12.html' title='What could&apos;ve been'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-2456819262321255</id><published>2007-04-05T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T02:31:02.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Careful what you wish for</title><content type='html'>this post is to thank ma'ams for all they've done for fortyone. last tuesday at act, during drill test i nearly fainted twice and ma'ams were there to help. just wanna thank sharon ma'am, jingyi ma'am, sheila ma'am, si min ma'am for helping me. and all of the thirtyeight ma'ams for being patient with fortyone and teaching us everything from scratch. i really &lt;em&gt;she bu de&lt;/em&gt; thirtyeight ma'ams. D: and to fortyone, congrats us on being one years old on 1st april and now getting into NPDP. must jiayou in drills kays? :D must be very zai in front of the school and make ma'ams proud. and hope we pass as a squad for total def test too. can't wait for k9 dog unit visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also to sophia, my soapy. happy birthday to you! :D octopussyyyyy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-2456819262321255?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/2456819262321255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=2456819262321255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/2456819262321255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/2456819262321255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/04/careful-what-you-wish-for.html' title='Careful what you wish for'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-7394730632424588982</id><published>2007-03-27T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T20:03:24.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't wanna forget how your voice sounds</title><content type='html'>HELLOH ALL. (: i'm back during curriculum time. my music teacher never came today so yessh. we are allowed to come library. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, i'm doing fps. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was ok. but wierdly i can't remember anything from yesterday. o.o or the days before. so technically i have nothing to post about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag replies to all those who ask me to view their blogs or relink, i'll do it next time cause i'm still doing fps now. (: toodles to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FPSSSSS. ): at least geog and lang arts are over. by the way i just remembered about third lang tests yesterday. good luck to everybody. it wasn't as hard as i expected but i still think i'm gonna fail badly. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i had a haircut. and yes, i look retarded cause of my fringe. but it's a good thing that my hair is not that thick anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STILL DON'T LIKE YOU. I'M JUST PLAIN &lt;strong&gt;DISGUSTED&lt;/strong&gt; BY YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-7394730632424588982?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/7394730632424588982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=7394730632424588982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/7394730632424588982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/7394730632424588982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-dont-wanna-forget-how-your-voice.html' title='I don&apos;t wanna forget how your voice sounds'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-6596009848115107620</id><published>2007-03-22T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T21:59:42.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got brass knuckles hanging from my neck and my chain</title><content type='html'>hello... back in library after a wierd wierd wierd squad meeting. NO DETAILS SHALL BE ENCLOSED. NYAHAHA. anyways i did my storytelling and such... QUITE OK LA. abit disappointed but oh wells. its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME AND NICOLE JUST BLEW COVER. SHEESH. DIDNT EXPECT IT TO HAPPEN. wrong place, wrong time i guess. hmm. what else. I LOVE CHEM. doesnt that sound wierd? and now im actually into studying. O.O and i like all subjects EXCEPT maths. xD i suck in maths, happy?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol im totally bored out right now cause the classroom is still locked. =.= oh wells. YESSSH. i just changed my CIP time so, I CAN GO DOG UNIT VISIT!!!!! :D im a happy gooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello yuhe. jellington gooey goo goo. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello shirlynn. where is my letter??? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. toodles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-6596009848115107620?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/6596009848115107620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=6596009848115107620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/6596009848115107620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/6596009848115107620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-got-brass-knuckles-hanging-from-my.html' title='I got brass knuckles hanging from my neck and my chain'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-1756061969528597383</id><published>2007-03-21T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T19:12:25.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling through the door, flying across the floor</title><content type='html'>hello earthlings. (: i'm in school library fourth floor using an ultra cool laptop now with soapy next to me doing ivle stuff. xD she so hardworking right? (: well i woke up on time on first day of school but everything quite &lt;em&gt;vague &lt;/em&gt;lahhs. but. i can remember in these three days, mr tiong and 107 monitress (i think) accidentally walked into our class and we were laughing like mad. x) andddd. since monday i've been bringing my guitar to school. guitarry's name is now BROWNIE since its past name resembled victor's and victoria's name abit. xD and some people think its cool i play the guitar. (: but i haven't even perform yet and i've been lugging it around... =.= and yessh. i had npcc yesterday! (: yeelin ma'am, si min ma'am, si hui ma'am, melissa ma'am, kailing ma'am and jolene ma'am were there and we learnt MARCHING for TWO hours. xD it was quite fun but we aren't zhengqi yet... then we had recre, my team only had yeelin ma'am so we named our group yeelin ma'am. xD gots to go, bell just rang. x( i prolly be back at lunch.OR MAYBE NOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-1756061969528597383?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/1756061969528597383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=1756061969528597383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/1756061969528597383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/1756061969528597383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/03/falling-through-door-flying-across.html' title='Falling through the door, flying across the floor'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-85238085788917835</id><published>2007-03-18T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T02:35:20.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When you look at me, suddenly it's clear</title><content type='html'>OH MY GOSH. school's starting tomorrow. WHAT IF I CAN'T WAKE UP?! i've been sleeping till like 10 and 11 lately. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow is supposed to be the storytelling SIA!!! I THINK. well... i tried my best in memorising. D: i just can't fit all that into my small brain. its not gas, so it can't be compressed. it's fast-flowing and slimy knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just shortened my script!!! from 5 or 6 pages, it is now a whopping two paged script!!! (: but maybe cause now i don't use double spacing. xD and i felt like an idiot acting as two people, so i changed it into a monologue!!! a disturbing, unethical monologue. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm nice, because i'll be helping charis and sophia for theirs. :D my story is about a poor girl whose only dream was to play guitar. then a nice but stranger salesgirl gave her a guitar for no reason... and now that poor girl is a famous local guitarist and composer. :D i'll be playing a song on my guitar. but it means that tomorrow i have to carry my guitar to school, to french and back home. D: oh wells. HELP ME CRAM THE SLIME INTO MY BRAIN...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this disturbing and unethical monologue, i'll have to memorise a geography script which is to be presented on wednesday. then i'll have to do BRP with sophia and xueyan on constructing a structure thing. then FPS with amanda, dion, janice and sophia which is HARD and a maths thing with sophia, joy and joey I THINK due next term. :D like all my projects have been/are with/will be, with sophia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOPHIA MY SOAPY! i'm so glad you're back from malaysia!!! :D finally can discuss project and all that...!!! yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five projects, one small brain, one runny nose, two eyes with a funny feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-85238085788917835?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/85238085788917835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=85238085788917835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/85238085788917835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/85238085788917835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/03/when-you-look-at-me-suddenly-its-clear.html' title='When you look at me, suddenly it&apos;s clear'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-3810714022644784938</id><published>2007-03-17T19:25:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T04:40:08.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-UNIT HIKE PHOTOS-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tibnduD-fl8/RfvSPkc40UI/AAAAAAAAABM/HPa4z7cSzZc/s1600-h/biscuit+face.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042855372696113474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tibnduD-fl8/RfvSPkc40UI/AAAAAAAAABM/HPa4z7cSzZc/s400/biscuit+face.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tibnduD-fl8/RfvSP0c40VI/AAAAAAAAABU/pdPYfJp9KoI/s1600-h/biscuit+body.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042855376991080786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tibnduD-fl8/RfvSP0c40VI/AAAAAAAAABU/pdPYfJp9KoI/s400/biscuit+body.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THIS IS BISCUIT. isn't she adorable?! keke. the black pants person is the owner cum my geography teacher cum my teacher officer/ma'am cum MS RACHEL KHOO. and i have a senior of that name too! (: biscuit is cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-3810714022644784938?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/3810714022644784938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=3810714022644784938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/3810714022644784938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/3810714022644784938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/03/unit-hike-photos_597.html' title='-UNIT HIKE PHOTOS-'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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://bp3.blogger.com/_tibnduD-fl8/RfvSPkc40UI/AAAAAAAAABM/HPa4z7cSzZc/s72-c/biscuit+face.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25518246.post-1629063650347556887</id><published>2007-03-17T19:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T04:39:58.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-UNIT HIKE PHOTOS-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tibnduD-fl8/RfvRO0c40TI/AAAAAAAAABE/v_HVQ89Ad8Y/s1600-h/batch+38+ma%27ams.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042854260299583794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tibnduD-fl8/RfvRO0c40TI/AAAAAAAAABE/v_HVQ89Ad8Y/s400/batch+38+ma%27ams.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OUR WONDERFUL BATCH 38 MA'AMS! &lt;33 they are the best yeas. i can't remember some of their names because they are not in charge of 41, and are not ICs. so. bottom row: yeelin ma'am, ? ma'am, sock keng ma'am, ? ma'am and sharon ma'am. middle row: sheila ma'am, ? ma'am and ? ma'am. top row: ? ma'am, jingyi ma'am and si min ma'am. AREN'T THEY AWESOME? they are so nice. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-1629063650347556887?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/1629063650347556887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=1629063650347556887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/1629063650347556887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/1629063650347556887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/03/unit-hike-photos_3158.html' title='-UNIT HIKE PHOTOS-'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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://bp0.blogger.com/_tibnduD-fl8/RfvRO0c40TI/AAAAAAAAABE/v_HVQ89Ad8Y/s72-c/batch+38+ma%27ams.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25518246.post-3713812021612496986</id><published>2007-03-17T19:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T04:39:39.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-UNIT HIKE PHOTOS-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tibnduD-fl8/RfvQskc40SI/AAAAAAAAAA8/pcdOvB50tTg/s1600-h/P1010033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042853671889064226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tibnduD-fl8/RfvQskc40SI/AAAAAAAAAA8/pcdOvB50tTg/s400/P1010033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our trekking sticks on the bank of lower pierce resorvoir. well. that's my stick, nicole's stick, yan ni's stick and yijia's stick. I THINK. lol but i lost my stick in the end... )': STICKYYY... COME BACKK!!!! sobs. it must be so cold, lost and hungry... STICKY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-3713812021612496986?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/3713812021612496986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=3713812021612496986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/3713812021612496986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/3713812021612496986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/03/unit-hike-photos_17.html' title='-UNIT HIKE PHOTOS-'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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://bp3.blogger.com/_tibnduD-fl8/RfvQskc40SI/AAAAAAAAAA8/pcdOvB50tTg/s72-c/P1010033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25518246.post-3537061979463225541</id><published>2007-03-17T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T04:39:30.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-UNIT HIKE PHOTOS-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tibnduD-fl8/RfvP9kc40RI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qB3ZzOIf2cs/s1600-h/batch+41.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042852864435212562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tibnduD-fl8/RfvP9kc40RI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qB3ZzOIf2cs/s400/batch+41.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MY DEAR SQUADMATES!!! THE JIE MEIS OF FORTYONE. and YES, my eyes were closed. =.= bottom row: yijia, me, huihan, jiajia, lynn and alicia. middle row: yueqi, wenxian and esther. top row: shiao kee, zi han, puay ling, kheng wee, clarissa, jacinta, yan ni, pei ting and nicole. MY DEARS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-3537061979463225541?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/3537061979463225541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=3537061979463225541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/3537061979463225541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/3537061979463225541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/03/unit-hike-photos.html' title='-UNIT HIKE PHOTOS-'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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://bp3.blogger.com/_tibnduD-fl8/RfvP9kc40RI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qB3ZzOIf2cs/s72-c/batch+41.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25518246.post-1587340272571934168</id><published>2007-03-17T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T02:14:36.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My conscience called in sick again</title><content type='html'>YOOSHI. things are... INTERESTING lately. xD yesterday i went to buy coke. and i put in a $1 coin and YOOSH out came FIVE cans of coke. xD it happened before for some fizzy apple drink. xDD andd. today i took a bus to tuition and there are two INTERESTING people. one is an old indian lady who is the female, skinny, old, slightly buck toothed version of PRAVEEN. xD and an old lady sat behind me and my mummy in the bus and she was singing... like in the opera style. it was kinda... wierd. and everybody in the bus was like looking at her. xD IT WAS WIERD OKAY. AND WIERD BEYOND I'M-WIERD-WIERD. xD weeeeeeeeeeelalala. (: and today my lips are bleeding again. :o LOL. pooey. the left side of my mouth always feels numb. xD i'll end here, saying that twisted.dead.ballerinas&amp;amp;gentlepoisoning is taking over the world. and no, that is not the name of an evil robot. CALL ME LAME, BUT IT HAPPENS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-1587340272571934168?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/1587340272571934168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=1587340272571934168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/1587340272571934168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/1587340272571934168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-conscience-called-in-sick-again.html' title='My conscience called in sick again'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-7418526575972275325</id><published>2007-03-13T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T06:33:25.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is a road and i wanna keep going</title><content type='html'>YOOOOOOSHI! I'M BACK FROM PLANET POLKA-DOTS Y'ALL! (: wee me. :D today ROCKS. MWAHAHAHAHA. I LOVE NYNP!!! NPCC ROCKS KAYYYYS. NYAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to school like seven-ish. and some people were late by five minutes and some even worse. D: i was early by 25 minutes, and pei ting by 24! :D so we went to our favourite place, THE TYRE SWINGS WHICH HURT OUR BUTTS THE FIRST TIME WE WENT AND WE STILL LIKE GOING THERE EVEN THOUGH WE DON'T KNOW HOW TO SWING!!! but it's fun. LOL. and that was only the second time we went there. LOL. so after that we fell in and stuff... and then we drunk lots of water... yeah. and ms khoo, my geography teacher and one of the teacher officers, brought her 15 month old doggy!!! so cute!!! but it will bark at strangers. her name is biscuit and she is a shih tzu. SO CUTE! lol. then we set off for upper pierce resorvoir. after ice breaker games and taking photos of squads, (i brought my camera!!! got some photos. next time then post, when i use computer again and when my dad hooks it up. ) we set off... i partnered a batch 40 ma'am. all batch 41 and batch 40 had to pair up. my ma'am's name was... ??? LOL. but she's very caring. :D we hiked through a slopey and tiring slopey place. then we made quite a lot of wrong turns because nobody had a map. D: it was kinda tiring cause we were walking alot, and cheering, and once in two to five seconds someone would shout JIAYOU JIAYOU and everybody else would follow. and we also had some hornet and car drills... like if someone sees a hornet, we have to lie on the floor and use our hands to cover our necks. some ma'ams got cuts on their elbows because of that. D: then car drills is if we see any cars we would yell FOUR WHEELS then everybody siam to the left. when we neared the exit, we saw a monkey but couldn't even say hi to it cause ma'ams say that the monkeys there are aggressive. LOL. then we finally reached the end. but we still had to walk a long road out into the main road. then we went to LOWER PIERCE RESORVOIR entrance. LOL?! we wanted to cheer but mr han shushed us. in lower pierce we couldn't make any noise and had to xingshang that nature. LOL. it was sooooo much easier than upper pierce lor. then we walked on the resorvoir... :D like it was a path on the water. SO COOL. but it was gross also cause we could see all the hopping little spidery insects on the water surface. then we had lunch... then we went to bishan park. we hiked abit, played THE DOG AND THE BONE and i'm really very very chi dun. =.= we also walked through a lumpy field. and sawwwww... like... don't know how to explain la. but only sock keng ma'am pointed it out. it was actually very big and kinda obvious. like one part in the gigantic field there was like... some grass that was pushed down so the area where the grass was pushed down looked kinda black and prominent. so it formed like some sort of drawing, and sock keng ma'am said exactly what i thought. LOOKS LIKE A CROP CIRCLE. lol. but heck la we put our bags down there. xD we played some games then had a captain ball tournament... first was 41 against 39. O.O how we dare to beat our ma'ams?! so in the end we lost la. cause the ma'ams are damn good. =.= then another match between 39 and 40. not sure who won, though. i was playing with biscuit. (: then 41 against 40. ANOTHER NIGHTMARE. and we also lost anyway. xD then after that we did some squad debriefs. then it started raining... and the whole unit walked to junction 8 to be dismissed together. then me and some squaddies went to buy mcflurry. (: after that i went home with zi han and wen xian. but i took lrt myself. D: oh wells. i came home and STUDIED!!! YOOOSSSH! then i realised...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm multi-coloured. LOL. serious lor. like in acts for npcc, we always have to wear either unit tee or slacks tee or full uniform or pe shirt. then its sleeves right? so my arm some parts white some parts tanned. so its wierd. its like very freako. xD and normally i get tanned cause of npcc since i don't go swimming anymore. so i'm probably gonna be like this. and for acts we also wear track pants, or slacks pants. the short one is the uniform, but we gotta wear socks. so my legs are different shade from my arms too. so its like even wierder. my arms are dark. my legs are medium. my shoulders and feet and opposite side of my arms are white. LOL. i'm multi-coloured. happy thing, i finally got the shade of tan that i want. bad news is, i'm differently coloured. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i went chuanrui's house. :D then he and yucheng went about one hour to go fetch the others. so i was being bored, reading my book and playing his piano. xD then his mum so nice lol. she told me to eat first and she talk to me a little. then after that they came... we hung out... then me and sinzhi left. and we saw these two fajarians who were from west view. then sinzhi was "exclaiming" eh those two were from west view right? then they heard us and asked us for help. in the end poor chuanrui kena scolded... ): cause those two lied that they were residents so they could collect donations and the residents got pissed. chuanrui was the one scolded. POOEY. then i went joy's house, we went to her condo's study room. SO SHUANG. but it smelt abit like insect repellant. lol. we waited for charis then we ate, drank, studied, acted... lol. it was quite fun. we were learning and yet having fun at the same time. LOL i sound like a commercial. but it was fun lorrs. haahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. and v.b. is now my friend. (: v.b. = joy's younger brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like you... you think you're so great and you're all that. maybe that's what happens after six years of thick-skinnedness. you're a worse case now. fix yourself cause i won't be bothered to fix you. i don't even wanna touch you or even look or hear you. so stay out of my way, and don't anger me. and more importantly. DON'T STEP INTO MY TERRITORY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-7418526575972275325?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/7418526575972275325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=7418526575972275325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/7418526575972275325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/7418526575972275325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/03/life-is-road-and-i-wanna-keep-going.html' title='Life is a road and i wanna keep going'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-5982614662651324812</id><published>2007-03-09T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T02:49:21.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am just a little star</title><content type='html'>WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! IM BACK FROM CAMP. and lucky me, never kena sunburn, unlike charis. xD well she kena sunburn like one night only. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;day zero of camp. tuesday.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee so fun leadership camp!!! (: i met new peeps from 105 and they elected me leader of group i, renamed irock!!! xD i think amanda of 106 came up with that after i suggested ice-cream and igallop. xD there is also one amanda from 105. (: the 105 peeps are so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dion and amanda of 106 came up with five cheers in those short moments. and we were sooooooooooo loud sooooooooooo enthu soooooooooooo crazy. xD and when we couldnt get the instructors attentions we would call them chiobu. lol. we played some games... like jacobs ladder we were tied with the other team though we started alot later. water tower we sung the national anthem and school song while lifting a bucket of water. and we had to like take out our shoes and put them on again. =.= then got spy the land, the lamest game. team jam took 12 seconds and team irock took 35 seconds. LOL. still got leading tower of feet. we had to make a structure of our feet that was at least 2 metres tall. ours was around 1.75 metres. and dion and nicole are a good match. (: as in nicole always lifts dion on her shoulders. xD there were some other games... and we finished the first. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;day one of camp. wednesday.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reported to camp and we headed for our partner school hwa chong. not like a visit or what. just to take a bus. xD we took bus to pasir ris. when we reached there first thing we did was fuss about the white ants on our tables. xD then we headed to the beach which was very very near to our tables. the sand was white buttttttttttttttttttttttttttt. we found alot of dead crabs. so we decided to give them a proper funeral by using sticks to write R.I.P. CRABBY. FOUND DEAD ON 7 MARCH 2007 DUE TO POLLUTION. LOL. poor thing right???? when will people stop polluting our environment and killing innocent animals??? HAIIIIIIIIIIII.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that we were still scribbling on the beach and begun cheering to the sea while standing on rocks. (: then other classes like 108 came and we had to go. so we begun all our games and all that... we broke like... 3 records??? dont know. but we ROCKED. xD NOT JUST SAYING LOR. we really rocked. and we were the first to finish AGAIN. xD thanks to a game of no communication and we had to arrange ourselves by birth dates. we didnt really have any mistakes and we ran to thank mr tiong for making us do birth dates for statistics. xD WE GOT FIRST!!! WOOOOOH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we had one hour of another game, building structure that has three functions using poles, masking tape, strings, and optional leaves and newspapers. our class very very very slipshod and kinda blur. amazingly we got third. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had a picnic lunch thingy... and 106ers took the food and ate at the beach. weeeeeeeee. but it was high tide and the sand was gone, so we sat on the rocks, and mr shone and mrs wong were AHEM - instructing - us to move back so we wont FALL to our sad doom and be crushed by the scary nasty waves. AHEM. then we left for nanyang and rehearsed talentime in our classrooms... then. DANG DANG DANG DANG. shower time and everybody were racing for toilets. that sentence is so wrong. there were long queues at our allocated toilets so me and sophia... CONVENIENTLY forgotten about our allocations and went to the science block toilets where some 105ers and 106ers were already there, queuing for two cubicles that had shower heads. the queue was soooo much shorter, then came mrs chitra and mrs ???? who asked us what we were doing there instead of our allocated toilets... so we reasoned with them and they said they would let us off once. but we had to clean both the allocated toilets AND the science block toilets. then after ??? minutes another teacher mrs/mdm ??? came in and shooed us out. MEANIE. mrs chitra said okay lor and she is the camp commandant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so me and sophia ran to the other toilets before others and got to bathe. and in the end we didnt have to clean those toilets. xD we had pccg lesson and mrs lee was pulling us out from lalaland. we were already on our sleeping bags by the time she came in. HAHA. we were discussing about our carnival stall thingy. oh yeahs. huiying and alicia didnt come... heard that sore eyes broke out in the hostel. either that or they went back to malaysia. but they both had sore eyes so GET WELL SOON! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went for dinner that was... funny tasting. then we went for a movie in the auditorium!!! YAY US! we watched over the hedge and IT IS SOOOOOOOO FUNNY!!! I LOVE HAMMY CAUSE HE LOVES COOKIES TOO. (: the seniors of year 2 were watching school of rock in the quadrangle SO UNFAIR. because after our movie we had to do character analysis thingy. then we skipped supper. xD to go practice for talentime i think... xD then for thirty minutes after lights out there were still people talking. me and sophia slept at the front of the classroom right next to whiteboard so we had PLENTY of space while herlinda, joey, and the rest were squeezing. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;day two of camp. thursday.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all nanyang girls parents came over for breakfast. but we sat separately... so all the parents talked to each other and to mrs lee. mrs lee told my parents that im bubbly. xD it sounds like im very chubby like that. actually, yes i am. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we left for dear mt faber park. we went there and settled in the hall... and my group was the irock people!!! yay! :D then all 21 groups were broken into a b and c groups. a is alpha. im in b, bobo. and the last was c, chacha. :D after much cheering we left for our various activities. my first one was trekking. norman, john and ying were the instructors. the groups following them were groups 8 (egos) and 9 (irock). ying is my instructor and she is nice. (: we trekked up mt faber and herlinda and i were trekking together. she helped me and i helped her!!! support each other. :D we reached the peak and it was sooooooooo beautiful. then we did MORE cheers, courtesy of dion and amanda of 106. :D there was also an old indian couple with a snake there. (: i was so tempted to POKE it. cause snakes are purdie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had amazing race around mt faber, the club, and telok banglah estate. the traffic lights were sooooooooo far away. and my team always used traffic lights and never jay walked but all other teams did. D: we ran around and were DYING and when we cheered we sounded like we were gonna collapse. xD then had the water sports thingy... i didnt wanna go as my stomach felt abit wierd. so me and the people who didnt go into the water so we watched and we took the time to go shower first. xD then after that we practiced for talentime during shower time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went for dinner which also tasted funny. then we went to the field and prepare for talentime. my class people : caps, bermudas, class tee, glow sticks, dancers tied up shirts at right side. and guess what. JUST before 106 performance, which was the ninth, and by the time we went out i was so scared, MY SHIRT CAME LOOSE. so i just anyhow tied it. xD other classes were VERY good. pooey. so we did our camama cheer, as the teachers like it. then we started our talentime, and luckily none of the dancers slipped and fall and got hurt. cause that was our first time dancing on grass. THEN. i was so concentrated. xD then i only looked at other dancers when we turned, and our timing was so ON. then at yuanming solo the people were cheering cause she is a good break dancer and she did a hand stand. but her shirt came loose. pooey. then at vanessa and lauren solo, we forgot one step... NOOOOOOOOOOOO. but we covered it well and nobody realised it. HAHA. then sophia did a solo too. (: then we ended it with dancers three person pyramid and at the back, amanda and nicole carried dion who was holding our purdie class flag. class flag : designed by amanda and dion, colourful, lacey, purdie, heart with ONE SIX in it, written is IF SMART HOT CHICKS COULD FLY, ONE SIX WOULD BE THEIR AIRPORT. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we had singalong thing... we all stood up and sang. so touching cause onesix connected with onefive. :D then at we're all in this together everybody started running around the whole field. we went MAD. screaming, jumping, running, singing. then onesix we ran through other classes circles with our class flag. HAHA. then we had alot of group hugs and stuff. (: then mrs lee wasnt around so we didnt have class briefing. and at campfire onesix and onefive were pronounced SISTER CLASSES! cause they are the only classes that love us. others hate us. better zip. now is not appropriate. xD and congrats onefive on getting second. then before sleep, we went to their class and watch hana kimi with them. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;day three of camp. friday.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did nanzhong quan as a school. AHEM. then someone stepped on my comb and BROKE in in half. POOEY. then we had breakfast. then we had telematch. onesix got second. (: since im in npcc, my squadmates and i cleaned the field after telematch cause the campfire on day two was set thanks to our wonderful alumni npcc ma'ams, melissa ma'ams they all. (: it was like... charcoally and sandy. then we had the appreciation thing. ONLY GOT THREE PICTURES OF ONESIX... which leads to the other classes problem thingy. ssssh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through camp i realise how bonded onefive and onesix are... they even used glowsticks on day 2 at night to write NANYANG 105 / 106. awwwwwwww. and how bonded some of us sixers are... and how i dont like a few sixers and how i dont like other classes too except for onefive. sooo... sssssssssssh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-5982614662651324812?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/5982614662651324812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=5982614662651324812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/5982614662651324812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/5982614662651324812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-just-little-star.html' title='I am just a little star'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-6669544330229532264</id><published>2007-03-05T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T04:10:18.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's like the wind</title><content type='html'>OH MY GOD I LOOK SO SUCKY IN MY EZ-LINK CARD... AND TO ALL OHSIXERS... DREAM ON ON SEEING MY CARD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GRRRRRR. I LOOOK SO SUCKYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY. DUMB PHOTOGRAPHER OF WEST VIEW... POOEY. AND DION LOOKS SO NICE. --JEALOUS JEALOUS-- well gotta go practice talentime. but lauren and vanessa are spinning... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDDDDDDDDDDDDDD. im so proud of myself. (: got a B for pe! (: included javelin, long jump and theory test after a short run. so i thought i would flunk it but i didnt. (: ms yeo likeeeeeeee me!!! (: OHsix! hope you all like the class tees. i will get it on tuesday night so you all will get it wednesday. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-6669544330229532264?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/6669544330229532264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=6669544330229532264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/6669544330229532264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/6669544330229532264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/03/shes-like-wind.html' title='She&apos;s like the wind'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-7983539474686692009</id><published>2007-03-05T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T18:23:26.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're falling apart to half time</title><content type='html'>ARHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HOW COULD YOU GO TO THE FALL OUT BOY CONCERT WITHOUT ME?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I WANNA SEE FALL OUT BOY!!! I LOVE FALL OUT BOY... ): i can't even buy their cd cause its too ex. pooey. im broke like i got a hole in my pocket. honestly right, yesterday when i went bpp which was when i saw that cd, i DID have a real hole in  my pocket. lol. and i ate ice cream till i nearly barfed. and i saw ahmad and xinying from west view. (: and im kinda afraid mr yam a new it teacher of mine will scold me for blogging. =.= so toodaloo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-7983539474686692009?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/7983539474686692009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=7983539474686692009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/7983539474686692009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/7983539474686692009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/03/were-falling-apart-to-half-time.html' title='We&apos;re falling apart to half time'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-7279545120737964964</id><published>2007-03-02T07:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T01:14:43.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby take a look around</title><content type='html'>HELLO EVERYBODY!!! bloggy blog blog. (: whats new for me... mr tiong just gave us a hideous assignment. xD and ny npcc is the best. (: had act today and it was the BEST ever!!! i had soooo much fun. we had the voice activity, captainball, laughing game, the amazing race game, drills, cheering. cheering was FUN! we are LOUD man! drills, quite fun also. the ma'ams tried to test us, cause for some commands we cant do them unless like... got the "squad" in front and the command is correct. the ma'ams were like "squad sedia! squad senandiri! squad sedia! squad senandiri!" i nearly laughed out loud. if i did i would get fortyone into trouble. o.o then they did other commands also, which names i do not even know how to pronounce. haha. drills are cool and we are gonna make sji guys impressed and jealous. xD the amazing race game was the one like... pumping position plus commando crawl. LOL. but this time only twenty people, so quite okay. the laughing game is like, we lie on the floor. example, wenxian lie on my stomach, i lie on shiao kee stomach, etc. then we had to pass a cup of water around, and we didnt spill any and the ma'ams did the forfeit! dang dang dang dang. finally!!! hahaaa. we made them do banana dance at the canteen. but what they did was BOGUS. so they said we had to do once. so we did. and people were watching. then THEY did. and people were watch ATTENTIVELY. hahahaha. i should have taken a video of it in my handphone cause its like soooooo nice. (ahem ahem. on them) wahaha. we went carpark play captain ball. quite fun. once the ball rolled under a car and kena stuck. pooey. someone got it out. si min ma'am. and later... we found out that car belongs to the teacher in charge of npcc, and my geograpghy teacher, the nice ms khoo. o.o haha. our ma'ams are very competitive. especially yi ling ma'am. she was SCARY... xD we had voice activity. SO FUN!!! BECAUSE I LOVE TO SHOUT! weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. haha. i love the cheering the most. we learnt some new cheers. purdie cheers. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its official. i cant wait for the next act. which reminds me. we will be doing it in hongzi skirt and shorts inside as we cant wear pe shorts or track pants as we need it for camp starting the day after that. which means I DONT HAVE TO CHANGE!!! WEEEEEE. haha. normally i just take off my skirt, inside is pe pants, then i wear track pants over it. and.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41 jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohsix also must jiayou for talentime wor... work harder and we might just win. i love ohsix. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-7279545120737964964?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/7279545120737964964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=7279545120737964964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/7279545120737964964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/7279545120737964964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/03/baby-take-look-around.html' title='Baby take a look around'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-7835784446655927750</id><published>2007-02-23T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T17:18:35.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the chips are down</title><content type='html'>helloo! hahaaaa. i`m using blogger in the school computer during school hours in maths lesson. (: mr tiong is checking the files and i haven`t finished my corrections yet, actually... and the powerpoint for icte is due today and i still have problems with the stupid disket thingy. grrrrr. technology is a pain sometimes. x( oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay me!!! i shifted my tuition for tomorrow from 12-2 to 10-12 just so i can go to class gathering. my 6L peeps. (: but they`re gonna play basketball at 10. so i can`t join that. oh wells. easy come easy go. weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. mrs chan is nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehehehe.&lt;em&gt; fa la la la la, la la la la. mr tiong is gonna kill me, fa la la la la, la la la la. &lt;/em&gt;and i`m here singing christmas carols.&lt;em&gt; he just called dion wrongly, fa la la, la la la, la la la... mr tiong is gonna kill me, fa la la la la, la la la la...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we`re going to lionbefrienders todayyy!!! --sad and weak cheer--. lalala. i`m gonna play chess with one old folk and probably lose. HAHA. i`ve never been strong in chess anyway. haha. all for the sake of fun lorr. hahahaha. i think i`m going insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people, support cookies!!! and ice-cream, and chocolate, and ME! (: leelalalala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-7835784446655927750?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/7835784446655927750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=7835784446655927750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/7835784446655927750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/7835784446655927750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/02/when-chips-are-down.html' title='When the chips are down'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-5406315637006581566</id><published>2007-02-17T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T00:18:26.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody knows my name</title><content type='html'>helloooooooooooo! my mum wanted the tv so she told me to come use the computer. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting things... in random order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;javelin is fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to pay $3 during recess once and had to go back to the stall aunty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lauren`s spoon was melting in her rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mia got her third piercing (technically, it`s the fourth).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched ghost rider with my pals from west view and it was FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the toy orange mia gave me looks more like a square apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hannah looks wierd in her uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all born in 1994 and zodiac sign is dog, take care because the zodiac says that us dogs are gonna get sick quite easily. but also work hard, because it also says we can easily get what we want if we work hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my house is sort of decorated for new year (I HELPED!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sophia is in malaysia for the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love mcdonalds`s vanilla milkshake but couldn`t finish it so lihui helped me to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie me, steff, lihui, hannah and mia went to chua chu kang park to hide from the rain. we stayed in a pavilion and talked and danced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i`m repeating this. yuhe, angelly 1, guardian-angel, reminds me of a river. shirlynn, angelly 2, mint, reminds me of a marshmallow. caoyun, angelly of alot of other people, ody, reminds me of a bus service. she reminds her mortals of mickey mouse. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;106ers finally saw caoyun without her windbreaker!!! yayyyy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6Lers probably gonna have a gathering at mrs chan`s house next saturday, as she missed the gathering we invited her to yesterday because her son got fever. (MAKE HIM DRINK LENG YONG!!! HAHAAAAA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am random and out of things to say. au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-5406315637006581566?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/5406315637006581566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=5406315637006581566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/5406315637006581566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/5406315637006581566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/02/nobody-knows-my-name.html' title='Nobody knows my name'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-3466846060525260591</id><published>2007-02-13T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T01:47:45.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know you like me</title><content type='html'>i just remembered today`s history lesson and decided to take a stand, just like i told mia. we were talking about china`s history, and mrs kuan brought up on how china people eat animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;animals have rights. they have the right to live. who are humans to take their lives away when they did nothing wrong and to deprive them of their rights? all they want to do is live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs kuan mentioned on how the people eat live monkey brains. i`m not just protesting on monkey rights but on all animal rights as a whole. but this monkey incident needs to be known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they put live monkey heads on the table, of course the monkey is still in one piece, it`s body under the table. the people CUT open the monkeys` heads and eat their brains there and then. imagine the monkey body struggling under the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my whole class was squirming. i was DISGUSTED at the way humans act. do they want THEIR heads to be cut open and their brains eaten? how would THEY like it if one day somebody or some animal decides to capture it, cut open the head and eat the brain? imagine the pain of the knife sawing at your skull, till you die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than monkeys and that cruel way of eating, many people also hunt down tigers and such exotic animals to eat their parts because they believe they have magical healing powers or such. CRAP. if i just say that some person`s eye is magical, people might even start fighting over who gets the eye, and eventually someone will dig the eye out and eat it. but what credibility did i have in saying that, how true can what i say be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if it is true that some animal parts have ``special powers``, it is still wrong to hunt and eat them. we are no longer cavemen. torturing and then salvaging innocent animals who have the right to live is BABARIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope this exposition opened the eyes of many. people don`t just hunt those animals. you might think, so what? what does a monkey or a tiger or a shark got to do with my life? well. think about the future. if this carries on, what will the future seem like? dull, plain, empty. just like a desert, a barren, unwanted land. what will our future generations be facing each day? they will die. and if you`re a lover of animals. think. people even kill dogs and cats. can you bear to see that? it will pain me to see that. it pains me just to know that such cruel, babaric killings are going on in the world. imagine, a dog you love lying dead on a table for some inconsiderate human to consume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINK. is that what you want our world to come to?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-3466846060525260591?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/3466846060525260591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=3466846060525260591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/3466846060525260591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/3466846060525260591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-know-you-like-me.html' title='I know you like me'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-226751345880304176</id><published>2007-02-13T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T01:34:43.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things i`ll never say</title><content type='html'>hello people. just posting to check what`s wrong with my blog. like why i can`t view it. ps. just a message to a little someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don`t like yoo. i never liked yoo. so stop bothering me `cause yoo are bugging me. and quit being someone yoo are not. i know yoo have an identity of your own. even if it sucks and nobody will like it, it doesn`t mean yoo can make people like yoo by being someone else, by being someone yoo are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. no message to the other four. it`ll be for next time. lucky yoo, huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-226751345880304176?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/226751345880304176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=226751345880304176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/226751345880304176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/226751345880304176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/02/things-ill-never-say.html' title='Things i`ll never say'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-117100105766960069</id><published>2007-02-09T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T22:04:17.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause i really wanna rock wit you</title><content type='html'>gosh. i still feel the puking feeling like when i was being &lt;em&gt;coaxed&lt;/em&gt; into drinking the leng yong (ok. so i have a problem with spelling words i don`t know. who doesn`t?) yesterday. my sis said that im like a one year old kid. the fact is... i don`t likee leng yong. x( and felt a pukey feeling which is horrid. my fever is going down. x) from 39 degrees plus this morning, it went down to 38 degrees plus, down to 37 degrees plus and now its 36 degrees. i feel normal. daddiie says my fever went down `cause of leng yong and i have to drink again. boohoo. i hope i get well soon. can`t believe i got to be excused from npcc for one whole week. at least i won`t be missing dalt `cause dalt only starts next month. but npcc i will miss! garh. what if they learn some new commands??? hopefully nicole, pei ting, pei yin and other squadmates will fill me in. as for pe... i`ll be only missing one lesson. as long as i practice harder when i get back on the track, maybe i can pass the long jump test. i suck in it... the i always land on all fours in the sand pit. and yes, the sand always gets into my socks and shoes. and many of the one`sixers and i started to empty the "contents" of our shoes right after the first jump. let`s just say, yuanming and yvette are scary in a way that they seem to do it so easy while it seems humanly impossible for me. and strangely, my shoes collect more sand than other people. the mc that the doctor gave me said nothing about missing dance and nanzhong quan. and mummiie says that since dance and nanzhong quan not that strenous, i can do it. yay mc! i hope xiao bu dian will also be excused next week for pe so i have company. xiao bu dian -&gt; joan. (: should be yvonne since the dance teacher normally calls little people xiao bu dians especially yvonne. but i always hear yuanming calling joan xiao bu dian. hahas. i`m missing wvps lots. i read in faith`s blog that the new principal didn`t let them in or something. woots. meanie. mr jaya never did that. hopefully that new principal allows ex-students to go back during holidays and special occasions. i miss primary school. and normally when i go home after school, i see some of my juniors and feel like they`re so lucky `cause passing or getting flying grades is so easy in primary school. lalala. i`m looking forward to three things. one, lifeskills camp `cause it`s gonna rock! two, talentime during lifeskills camp `cause we're gonna rock! three, movie with T-H-E-M (according to assumpta`s blog). i haven`t asked my parents yet, though. and i`m also supposed to go shopping with my sis. but don`t know if it`s cancelled `cause of my fever. maybe if i`m okay then we can go on sunday, as planned. so i pray that my fever will shoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snoopy is cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-117100105766960069?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/117100105766960069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=117100105766960069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/117100105766960069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/117100105766960069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/02/cause-i-really-wanna-rock-wit-you.html' title='Cause i really wanna rock wit you'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-117098504652796593</id><published>2007-02-09T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T17:50:55.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody's getting down</title><content type='html'>hello everybody. lalala. its like really wierd im actually blogging at this time of day when everybody is in school. cause nobody's online. x( cause yesterday, i gots sore throat and then came down with a fever when i got home. x( and in school i spaced out alot. then my parents brought me to the doctor cause i had a high fever. then i was crying alot yesterday. and the doctor gave me mc for today. well duh. but the sad thing is that i will miss out on alot, and im kinda worried that i wont be able to catch up. and today im supposed to have a chinese test, hand up many assignments and have npcc. i also have to be excused next week from pe and npcc so im worried that for npcc i cant catch up and pe that i cant pass the long jump test. x( sucky lah. everything also got test... and I FAILED A HISTORY TEST BY HALF A MARK!!! ughhh. i was so angry cause i just failed by 0.5 marks... according to the 60% passing rate lah. if its like any other normal school then i passed. BUT I DIDNT. sophia and jan got the highest. congrats! hmm... what else. once after french, i went to the mrt station with guigui, and saw these two boys. after we walked past them i heard them say "eh nanyang girls is around here one meh?" then guigui and i started laughing. hahas. dumdums. umm. like few days back, 106 stayed back during lunch and we were practising for our talentime. and the dancers were trying to enthu up the singers who by the way, sing softer than dancers. and there were less dancers than singers. im a dancer along with sophia, dion, herlinda, yiyuan, si rong, clarine, joey, yuanming and a few others. then the dancers also stayed back during lunch yesterday and we tried to dance. but we were making alot of decisions and chaos, and didnt manage to do much... we already decided on our attire and abit on positions, and we did abit. only abit. like 25 seconds into the song. which is only two lines. so we gots to stay back more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and recently, i found a new cartoon to like. snoopy! cause snoopy's cute. hahas. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/1600/954114/snoopy%20love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/320/923687/snoopy%20love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; snoopy's so cute! hahas. and i like a new game on yahoo. typer shark. but its kinda wierd for a game for someone to like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoo fever, shoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-117098504652796593?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/117098504652796593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=117098504652796593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/117098504652796593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/117098504652796593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/02/everybodys-getting-down.html' title='Everybody&apos;s getting down'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116980352211739027</id><published>2007-01-26T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T01:25:22.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're all in this together</title><content type='html'>hello everybody!!! i miss all my wvps peeps lots! hahas. im using computer cause i decided i'll use today and wait another month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;school details. &lt;/span&gt;first day of school, i met my new deary. pei si! or better known as sophia. we're in the same class and we sat next to each other. we met our psls, our wonderful psls. hahas. and our form teacher, mrs lee. my group psl was xiao en. the happy, bubbly sorta crazy one. lols. and another friend, joy, is like really familiar... but its actually impossible for us to have met before. then next day we had to audition for some sports cca. judo was a little scary. its like flipping people and falling... lols. artistic gym - not my type. track i sucked lor. yvette and liwen are good runners. basketball i sucked. nyahaha. softball was fun. squash i sucked. hmm. then i got an angel. her nickname is guardian-angel. =) then the day after that we had amazing race. lols. it was quite fun but some parts quite hard. the challenges. then we went to telematch, bonded as a class and played games in the muddy muddy field. lols. then we had a cca concert and i was into everything! lols. sophia and i signed up for shooting, modern dance, av club, npcc, st john and theatre club. i wanted modern dance. and then i joined a maths tuition and quit it again cause its too stressful. hmm. then met some student councillors. nicknamed one "old age"... hahas. we had a cheering session. then sophia and i went for auditions. i so wanted modern dance! hmm. first lesson of art, alot of work came running to us. diao. then went to bpp with sophia to buy school supplies. saw sinzhi cheeken, kimyee mummi, nicholas papa, khuzaimah khuzzie, junyuan jy, francis france and qinyuan mama! =) and also lihui niang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no details. &lt;/span&gt;okay i realised that details = boring. so yeah. basics are... french is fun and kinda easy, im in nynpcc and also dalt, which stands for dragon and lion dance troupe, sophia (&lt;33) say she'll teach me how to dance (yay), we learn dance and nanzhong quan (wushu) as lessons and... nothing much. hahas. i stopped writing my diary for very long... i totally love french, nanzhong quan, dance, pe... and im not a rep for anything. so im aiming to be a cca leader or something. npcc was okay... but a little too military... and when we get scolded its scary lah. but the seniors are nice. my classmates rock! hahas... but the thing is that there is quite alot of stress and homework. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. au revoir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps... HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY SISTER! i bought her a giant teddy bear whose name is now bearie. hahas. she loves it. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116980352211739027?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116980352211739027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116980352211739027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116980352211739027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116980352211739027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/01/were-all-in-this-together.html' title='We&apos;re all in this together'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116773250522250153</id><published>2007-01-02T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T02:08:25.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We wont remember a thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;ello ello! today's my last day using computer for the whole month. YEAP. it is. i promised my mummiie, daddiie, jie and myself. hahas. i REALLY REALLY want that scholarship. recappiies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, after that post, i went to sui-gu house. then all the couzzies came, we went swimming together, then after that went bowling, saw xinrui, xiuhan and their couzzies. then five of us couzzies, me, jie, germiie, joey and joelle squeezed in the backseat of my godparents' car. hahas. we had to cause my mummiie and daddiie went home after we swam, cause they gotta go get ready for a D&amp;D at my daddiie's company. which is a dinner and dance. nyahaha. then... we went for a dinner at serangoon i think. near little india, got alot of ahnehneh at that area. by the way, ahnehneh was created by my ex-tuition teacher. nyahaha. after dinner, sui-gu drove us home, my jie and i squeezed in the backseat with two little boy couzzies who fell asleep. hahas. then my jie and i waited up for our mummiie and daddiie even when they told us not to. haha. they came home at one plus, and i fell asleep at like... 12.30. nyahaha. then i sleep walked and sleep talked back my way to the room, cause like... my sis told me to get up and go to the room, and I DID. but i was asleep, and i cant remember that i did it! then i even stopped by the study room to say "happy new year daddiie" to my daddiie, and guess what? I CANT REMEMBER IT. nyahhahahaha! i so rock. hmm. then yesterday and today didnt really do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my friends who are my age, all the best to you for tomorrow! are you nervous? i am! lols. hahas. ALL THE BEST!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116773250522250153?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116773250522250153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116773250522250153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116773250522250153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116773250522250153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2007/01/we-wont-remember-thing.html' title='We wont remember a thing'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116753555237418623</id><published>2006-12-31T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T19:37:51.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta pick myself up</title><content type='html'>hiya. last post of the day. (i hope. i can post three to five times each day.) just missing my friends lots... missing wvps... haiix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MAHH BUDDIES!!! &lt;33&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ass - assyyyyy! thanks for inviting me to your house. do it again someday that isnt raining so i can learn tennis, yeahh? hmm... study hard kays? and use that cute little notebook for notes in school. nothing more nothing less! hope to play the word game with you again some time. i had fun with you around! thankeu for being a happy nut!&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lihui - nianggggg! cant believe we've known each other since kindergarten!!! keep that little blue cup forever and take it to your grave, kays? hahas. thankeu for always listening to me when im troubled, and giving me advice. there isnt really any dull moment with you around. nyahaha! stay happy!&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steff - steffyyyyy! lalala. retardery. hahas. i had fun especially with your retardery. thanks to shi hui we got to know each other and have been friends since with only one fight in our path! nyahaha. hmm... i will always keep the little coin thing from hong kong, the bead necklace for my birthday, the sunsets you drew and every memory of us together! thankeu for lending me a listening ear, and giving me advice! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hana - hanaaaaa! tally!!! we known each other for about only a year... and for about half of that year we barely spoke to each other... but i've found out you're a really fun person to be with. the piggy of 6L, and the giant too. so i suppose you're the giant pig? o.o haha totally kidding. hmm... thankeu for the laughs and all the fun times. hope you'll be with john cena! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cr - old mannnnn! blurry little sotong. nyahahaha. i remember i got to know you through a very, very wierd way. shi hui took your things and gave them to me. =.= nyahahaha. had fun sitting in front of you and behind you in chinese class. hope to bully each other soon! and i still stand for what i said in the past... burp the alphabet for me! thankeu for everything, especially the burps and the fun. hahas! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yc - dudeeeee! nyahaha. you're like the evilest of the evil i know. and probably one of the most funny. hmm. you're like the guy next door, always there for me when i need someone. and you're like always putting the frosting on the cake on my face. im not a cake! nyahaha. really had some fun times with you. hmm. hope your taste in music will always be as good. thankeu for everything! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xr - gorrrrr! the brainiack of all brainiacks in 6L! congrats, dude!!! must continue studying hard ar! hmm. gonna be the easiest keeping in touch with you since your gonna be studying just across the street from where i'll be studying. nyahahaha! hope you grow taller, kays? thankeu for being my gor, making me laugh and giving me advice and such. see you in year 5 at hwa chong jc! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam leow - "jie jieeeee"! you sexist!!! like discriminate against us girls. you so quiet around us you know? haha. since you call me little boy, how come also like discriminate me? nyahaha. i remember once during recess outside the classroom when you kicked or something, and your shoe fell from the top floor to the basement. nyahaha! thankeu for giving me lots of troubles when you were in my ipw group, and for making me laugh when we sat next to each other in class sometimes. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam oon - oonnnnn! we knew each other since p1, but were only friends in like. the last few months of p6 year. so i guess i dont really know you much... but you gotsta learn to sit down and stop moving around. you're like too hyper. nyahaha! thankeu for uhhh... annoying me. and yeah, all the fun times too!&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my dear couzzies, SEE YA LATER!!! i so cant wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116753555237418623?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116753555237418623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116753555237418623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116753555237418623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116753555237418623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/gotta-pick-myself-up.html' title='Gotta pick myself up'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116753000830226576</id><published>2006-12-31T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T18:28:41.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We were meant to be, supposed to be but we lost it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/1600/94031/phone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/320/433490/phone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/1600/563784/hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/320/322829/hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats my wonderful phone which has awesome features. and that is jeanette aw in ren wo ao you. my hair's like that. just that my fringe is slightly thinner. i dont really have a fixed hairline anymore, my fringe and my hairline, if i wanna make one i just brush it all back and let it form naturally. so its kinda not straight. just natural. which rocks! when tied up, its like... umm... sitoh xinyi's ponytail. just ALOT shorter. well not really lah. its like really thin, and really obvious layered. gah. dont really know how to describe. best if you wanna know is to actually see it. but NOBODY WOULD BOTHER TO. nyahahaha! by the way, did any of you know, that among all the third languages, french is the most expensive? like all the books like that. guilty nia. and all the french stuff, real heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GLENDA -- OUT!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116753000830226576?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116753000830226576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116753000830226576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116753000830226576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116753000830226576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/we-were-meant-to-be-supposed-to-be-but.html' title='We were meant to be, supposed to be but we lost it'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116752878734945240</id><published>2006-12-31T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T18:01:42.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You were everything, everything that i wanted</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;YO. WADDUP? G TO THE L TO THE E TO THE NN TO THE II TO THE E!!! GLENDA IN THE HOUSEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyahaha. that's so lame. im just trying to be lame. but its happy-lame. not lame-lame. ok i dont know what im talking about. nyahaha. yeap. updatess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday. i... totally cant remember. nyahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday. after tuition, went to cut hair!!! YEAAAAA!!! nyahahaha! my aunt and my mummiie say i look very teenaged now. [hellur. im like. already a teen?] it looks &lt;u&gt;ABIT&lt;/u&gt; like vanessa's hair. NOT as in vanessa hudgens, but the vanessa from wvps. kinda hard to explain... and i dont have a picture of myself with that hair, so im just gonna go internet to search later on. my hairdresser, after cutting it, rebonded it for me. only temporary rebonding, not the permanent one. so its currently really straight but really rough. hope its as nice after i wash it. moving on. my mummiie bought a new handphone, and along with it comes with a free handphone. I GOT THE FREE ONE! YAYYY! design's not really purdie, but the phone rocks!!! nyahahaha! i love it!!! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;off to yahoo to search for images of my phone and hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLENDA -- OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116752878734945240?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116752878734945240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116752878734945240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116752878734945240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116752878734945240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-were-everything-everything-that-i.html' title='You were everything, everything that i wanted'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116736199606767397</id><published>2006-12-28T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T18:05:24.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop, turn, take a look around</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;hiya. yesterday... in afternoon met ass, niang and steff at bpp outside mcdonalds. carried ass uniform sometimes for her. lols. we took bus to ass house. ASS AND I SAT IN THE CANADIAN SEATS!!! nyahaha! hmm. we went to her house, ate her food, drank her coke, watched her tv. hahas. then we began skipping. as in skipping rope. niang is a pro! then... i tried teaching them yoga. hahas. then after that ass tried teaching us how to do hand stand. i cant even do the first part right. nyahaha! IM GONNA MASTER IT! not the hand stand. the first part. hahahahaha. [obviously im hyper]. then ass tried on her uniform and she looks like a nerd cause she doesnt really know how to tuck in. NO OFFENCE, ASS! i helped her abit with my sis' secret. hahas. she looks better. but her skirt is damn long... hahas. mental nurse. niang and steff left at 4.40 to catch the 4.40 bus. i stayed on with ass... watched top 10 with her, ate her chocolate. nyahaha. didnt get to go jogging or play tennis, though. was raining the whole time. ass has a purdie house. but she told me it gets dirty easily. and she was sweeping and sweeping and i was brushing the dust off her keyboard. haha. hmm. then took the bus back myself. [oh my gosh i was so scared] AS IF. hahaaaa. when i was at the bus stop ass was at her window waving at me. nyahaha. i saw her mummiie too. nice lady. then... nothing much nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glenda -- out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116736199606767397?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116736199606767397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116736199606767397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116736199606767397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116736199606767397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/stop-turn-take-look-around.html' title='Stop, turn, take a look around'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116722305307546217</id><published>2006-12-27T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T18:07:20.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe its best you leave me alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;hey guys. yesterday... well. nothing much... my sis got me west spring secondary school pe shorts for free as she works at the bookshop there. i wear those shorts at home now. at night when i was trying to sleep, &lt;u&gt;i finally realised the true meaning of paradise.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;listening to "welcome to the black parade" by my chemical romance, jumping on the bed wildly like a monkey and shaking my head and holding my guitar pretending im the lead singer AND the guitarist.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so maybe that sounds a little insane. i also got the TRUE meaning of paradise. but hey, why must i share it with you? nyahaha. today. germaine came, my sis tutored us. the new purdie fridge came. yayness! nyahaha. then. i ate dinner till i was so full. my stomach is like. OW. so full. hahas. i cant even fit into my new school skirt. shitt. hahas. after im no longer full im gonna try again. then... it was already altered, but now ITS TOO SHORT!!! thats what my mummiie and sis say. cause its like at the knee, and if i grow, it will become short!!! nooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this month's issue of teens, there was an article about making new friends. hope it becomes of good use. its says what. we lose the security of old friends or something. LIKE WHAT I SAID BEFORE. im scared of secondary school. its gonna be lonely. KEYU, NO DISCRIMINATE AGAINST ME KAYS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glenda -- out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116722305307546217?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116722305307546217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116722305307546217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116722305307546217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116722305307546217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/maybe-its-best-you-leave-me-alone.html' title='Maybe its best you leave me alone'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116712830459507390</id><published>2006-12-26T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T18:08:07.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cant explain myself at all</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;kinda funny things are going on. our fridge broke down few nights ago... even causing a blackout. nyahaha. so we had to take everything outta the fridge... and today when my maid opened it, it really stank. hahas. if im not wrong, the new fridge is coming tomorrow. well, most things in my homey are like eight years old, so its no surprise if some of them dont work as well anymore. we changed the computer, the sofa, the mattresses, the tv seems to be breaking down a little, the toilet doors... so yeah. anyways. today my daddiie, sis and i have to eat stuff bought outside while my mummiie go dinner eat shark fin abalone. hahas. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i still dont like you... even though what they say makes sense, i still dont like you. i dont know if you are just plain sarcastic and have a bad attitude or you are doing this unknowingly cause you're just too stupid. YES, I SAID IT. grrr. I DONT LIKE THE STING IN YOUR WORDS. and get this right. it isnt easy to win my trust back if you abuse it. but im not like you. i'll hold on even if it means my fingers would be burnt or something. grrr. you're like a snake. crafty. hurtful. im not like you. im willing to get through all this trouble to protect my family. maybe i sound like a kid. thats because i am. what can you expect from a twelve year old? maybe you dont know me. i am really a kid at heart. thats the only way to try to be happy when you're around.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a person should know his or her limits. INCLUDING YOU GUYS TOO, YEAH? and im saying this only cause i care about ya... not scolding you or anything... this is just a piece of advice. you shouldnt do something not safe. i dont do it myself cause i know im not ready. maybe since the people who should be telling you this are so busy thats why you dont really know... but you are special to me and i care about you. we have been worrying about you alot. in almost every aspect of your life. we simply dont want you to come to any harm. you are still very young, and we dont want you to be scarred for life. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glenda out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116712830459507390?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116712830459507390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116712830459507390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116712830459507390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116712830459507390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-cant-explain-myself-at-all.html' title='I cant explain myself at all'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116712491225801864</id><published>2006-12-26T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T18:10:17.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lie in the grass next to the mauseleum</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;hiya again. sis was using computer so yeah. i can use for thirty minutes. post post post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only do i have to pay to join ccas, ME GOTSTA AUDITION!!! &lt;em&gt;NOOOOOO! &lt;/em&gt;and i have NO idea what to join. they even stated a rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the five choices for cca must include &lt;u&gt;at least one&lt;/u&gt; from (1) sports and games, (2) uniformed groups, (3) clubs and societies and (4) performing arts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WASNT EVEN INTENDING OF CHOOSING A UNIFORMED GROUP OR PERFORMING ARTS CCA!!! sheesh. i guess this is one of the cons in nygh. other than the uniform... and the paying to join cca. &lt;em&gt;ok, glenda, shhhh...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya so for the requirements and stuff, i listed out seven ccas. basketball (1), shooting (1), npcc/dalt (2), av club (3), english language publications society (3), nanyang debate club (3) and theatre club (4). i just put the theatre club and npcc/dalt there just for the sake of putting it there. so its sorta compulsory for me to try and audition for those two. so my five choices now (in random order) are... basketball, npcc/dalt, av club, english language publications society and theatre club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. i got like. a few weeks to that audition week. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plans for the rest of the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, germaine is coming over to my housey so my sis can tutor me and her. yeap, my sis is my tutor when i have problems in maths. she made me a pro in algebra. wahahaha. and germaine needs help (i think.)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31st. waipo's burfday! then my couzzies and i going bowling and swimming. YAY!!! ME MISS MY COUZZIES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;grrr. you're such a letdown. and instead of telling us the truth, you try to cover it up by lying. GRRR!!! we already know the truth. so just shut up and evaporate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;grrr. YOU. i really hate you. cause you seem to really hate us too. GRRRRRRR!!! if you dont want trouble you better learn to shut that mouth of yours. i really feel like cutting of your tongue.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. =) glenda -- out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116712491225801864?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116712491225801864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116712491225801864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116712491225801864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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but i'll be keeping a diary so i can look back and post on the interesting events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REASON&lt;br /&gt;my fees and uniform and books cost alot. gonna be working hard for the scholarship at the end of year 2, since all nanyang girls are probably brainiacks.(not counting me.) if i dont study, i might end up as a hobo. guilt of the expensivenessness even made me no mood to buy anything when go shopping. not to mention lag when i should be studying. and daddiie even offered to buy me electric guitar at the end of year 6. dont wanna disappoint him. and I WANT THAT SCHOLARSHIP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glenda -- out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116703749721672772?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116703749721672772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116703749721672772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116703749721672772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116703749721672772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/when-you-tell-me-that-you-love-me.html' title='When you tell me that you love me'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116703635078501568</id><published>2006-12-25T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T18:11:47.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me tell you the story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/1600/608633/mummiie%2C%20daddiie%2C%20sis%2C%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/320/443180/mummiie%2C%20daddiie%2C%20sis%2C%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;hi. again. changed skin... havent added any song yet. lazy to. grrr. bored. nobody's talking to me online. still kinda woozy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;are we already drifting apart?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the neoprint was taken when we went to the chalet. lousy quality of neoprints, though... the piece that i posted is mine. the other three arent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116703635078501568?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116703635078501568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116703635078501568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116703635078501568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116703635078501568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/let-me-tell-you-story.html' title='Let me tell you the story'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116703112211494349</id><published>2006-12-25T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T18:13:07.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once again standing tall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;hi all. been away from home for about three days. after tuition on saturday went to chalet. cant really recall anything much... just that we watched night at the museum. totally rocks. i laughed till i lost my voice. the best comedy ever. daddiie and i saw electric guitars on sale. still, they cost over a thousand bucks. he said if i do well after six years in the ip programme, he will buy me an electric guitar. i never agreed, though. but he still insists. then today we came back home. today i was really tired. no idea why. then when i got home, i felt really cold. so i tried to take a nap. when i stand after i sit, i feel woozy. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry christmas to all. hmm. yeah. there isnt really anything for me to say... grr. going to change skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;seasons greetings. have a merry xmas and a blessed new year. all the best.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116703112211494349?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116703112211494349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116703112211494349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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the first skin i changed to had problems so i had to change it. this is the second skin... dont really like it that much, though... gonna change on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jealous jealous-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only ass and hannah, but other people get to be in the same class as their good friends. and me? in a totally stranger school with nobody but lee pei si who i dont know and keyu who is still in china.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jealous jealous-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im pathetic. even jealous of people like lihui who get into nanhua with some other friends. i dont really know anybody in nanyang. its kinda stranger... maybe what im really looking for is security of friends to fall back on if i cant make any new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i should live with it. i mean, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;i&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; picked this path. might as well make the good use of it. nanyang is a good school no doubt. the best in my heart. (even though the uniforms are uhh...) steff's probably lonely too, and xinrui even though he has dingquan, adelbert and yangyang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. all i can do is make new friends when school reopens. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another issue. ccas. i want. basketball (to keep fit, grow tall and cause i love it), shooting (to keep fit and i like it) or english publications club. (that club helps the members publish their stories) wheras my daddiie wants me to join av club cause there is photography, and mummiie wants me to join debate. in the morning they even initiated swimming, but i refused cause most swimmers have huge arms and legs. xD they say wont, but practice is quite often and they even go for national competitions. which means, LOTS OF SWIMMING, and in time, LOTS OF HUGE MUSCLES. and i dont want that. lols. i get five choices, and there is five in front of me. but dont know how to arrange... basketball, shooting, english publications society, debate club and av club. haiish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jealous jealous-&lt;br /&gt;-satisfied satisfied-&lt;br /&gt;-confused confused-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;-still confused still confused-&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116678133145619489?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116678133145619489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116678133145619489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116678133145619489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116678133145619489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/people-got-me-questioning-where-is.html' title='People got me questioning, where is the love?'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116677538296089864</id><published>2006-12-22T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T18:15:59.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If i had wings i would take you away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hello. today, went to nygh! my new school. wahahas. cant get used to the idea yet. bought my uniform which i look TOTALLY wierd in. the pe uniform is nice, though. then also bought my books. there are very few books, actually. hahas. then had a talk on elective programmes before registering. I CAN TAKE FRENCH! hahahahas. hope steff can join me or something. i thought i was the only west viewian in nygh. WRONG... saw lee pei si there. i was so surprised to see a familiar face there. hmm. most of the girls there look like those guai guai smart smart kind. lotsa competition coming my way. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i changed my skin. budd there seems to be a problem loading the posts. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLENDA -- OUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116677538296089864?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116677538296089864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116677538296089864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116677538296089864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116677538296089864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/if-i-had-wings-i-would-take-you-away.html' title='If i had wings i would take you away.'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116670208997577141</id><published>2006-12-21T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T18:16:36.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When i think of love i think of you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;hies. umm. yesterday had a class gathering. yupps. at mcdonalds. then at 4 i went home while some others. umm. went out? dont know. my sis and i made jelly. then after that we crossed over again to bpp and saw mrs chan. she was holding bags from ntuc. hmm. then we bought a single stalk of rose and a cake from angie the choice. now, my sister and i are penniless. then we celebrated mummiie's birthday. the rose was for daddiie to mummiie. x) today, went to school and all. i got into nanyang girls! YAY!!! my mummiie and i talked to mrs chan until everybody else was gone. hahas. then we went home to change first then went to lot1. in the train, the front part of the train was mr mohan and mdm reina. middle of the train was me and mummiie. and at the back of the train was shazalind and doelle. lolsh. we ate ramen for lunch... went around shopping abit. then went to watch my movie... eragon. wahhas. second time. when we watched to the exciting part, guess what? LOT1 HAD A BLACKOUT. and many shops closed up. probably to prevent thefts. funny la. nice weather still black out. OMIGOSH. TERRORIST. hahas. we went home after that. did algebra from my tuition homework. ended up crying cause i was stressed by the fact that i couldnt get any of it right. in the end my sister tutored me and now im an almost-expert. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats to all, yeah? most of y'all got into good schools. hahas. hope to keep in touch always!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116670208997577141?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116670208997577141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116670208997577141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116670208997577141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116670208997577141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/when-i-think-of-love-i-think-of-you.html' title='When i think of love i think of you'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116640781888496567</id><published>2006-12-18T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T18:10:18.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you feel me near you even though we are far away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hiehies. changed the songs at my blog to THE ONLY DIFFERENCE BETWEEN MARTYDOM AND SUICIDE IS PRESS COVERAGE and LYING IS THE MOST FUN A GIRL CAN HAVE WITHOUT TAKING HER CLOTHES OFF by PANIC! AT THE DISCO. suddenly liked their songs alot again. x) other than that, there is FIRST by LINDSAY LOHAN which is in herbie fully loaded soundtrack, i think. (i hate lindsay lohan, actually. just like the song.) and my favourite. KEEP HOLDING ON by AVRIL LAVIGNE, her new song, in soundtrack of ERAGON. &lt;strong&gt;I LOVE ERAGON!!!&lt;/strong&gt; wahhx. i wanna watch again. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116640781888496567?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116640781888496567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116640781888496567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116640781888496567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116640781888496567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/can-you-feel-me-near-you-even-though.html' title='Can you feel me near you even though we are far away'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116640622218150782</id><published>2006-12-18T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T17:43:42.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You dont know how much it hurts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hello. updates. yesterday my daddiie and mummiie went bowling so my sis and i were free. we went over to bpp... returned library books, then walked around trying to find pressies for my parents. we decided to become their santa and give them presents, and my mummiie's birthday is coming soon. on the day of the class gathering. so me and my sis got some stuff for them... my mummiie is the difficult one. she has practically everything. x) we couldnt find any christmas gift for her yet, so we leaving that till next time. as for birthday present... well, my sis and i spent one day doing it... we couldve finished but it still lacks something. at bpp we also bought sweets and ice cream. hahas. we forgot one thing. nata. cause my mummiie bought jelly powder to make jelly. but we wanna put nata. we forgot to buy. x( yupps, my sis and i make jelly. and cookies too. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116640622218150782?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116640622218150782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25518246.post-116626224093551694</id><published>2006-12-16T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T01:58:40.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes you hold so tight it slips right through your hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hihi. updates on yesterday. my dad took the day off. initially he wanted to go bowling, but all the lanes were taken. so we went to west mall to watch eragon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nice.nice.nice.&lt;/span&gt; recommend everyone to go watch it. its really really nice. one of my favourite movies now. wahahaha. then after that, we went to my mother's office there. played basketball until it rained. hellur, played for like, a minute?! lols. hmm... today, went tuition. my teacher is still missing. and now i already know the reason why. all i can say is that im disappointed in him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116626224093551694?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116626224093551694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116626224093551694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116626224093551694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116626224093551694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/sometimes-you-hold-so-tight-it-slips.html' title='Sometimes you hold so tight it slips right through your hands'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116608605452941984</id><published>2006-12-14T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T00:47:34.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess we never really moved on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/1600/702304/gladys%2C%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/320/974415/gladys%2C%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/1600/909405/gladys%2C%20i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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type='text'>And now we'll let the memories just fade away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hellohs. updates on yesterday. i went to school at 3pm, saw some parents and teachers there. played basketball for about one hour by myself. when i took a break, i wanted to pump my almost-no-air basketball. in the end, the needle broke and was stuck inside the ball and i had to flatten the ball to get the needle out. then niang and ass came, eating lollipops, then steff was late, but she came anyway. steff didnt have a pump so we could only use her ball. we played some sorta game (frankly, it was quite boring. but with those guys around, it wasnt) then niang was taking pictures and ass was teaching steff some moves. then steff wanted a one-pointer match with me. first to reach 20 points wins. then we were playing and playing when it begun raining. we sat at the shelter next to the basketball court for awhile, then after that we went to the library corner there. niang and steff were talking about audition (i think) and ass and i were talking about schools, ccas, and played a word game. then when we wanted to leave the school, it was around 6.20. THE GATE WAS LOCKED! we went to the other two gates but also locked. we nearly wanted to climb over the gates. we waited at the guard post inside the school. then we called mrs chan, she said maybe the security guard went for dinner or something. we called our parents and told them, then my parents called mrs chan. then mrs chan called us back and told us the security guard WENT HOME and was coming back in ten minutes. mrs chan called some people trying to find someone who knows the security guard's phone number. four of us will be famous soon. hopefully we wont be mentioned on 21st or when school re-opens. but who cares, we're gonna graduate soon. it wasnt totally our fault anyway. steff's dad actually went down to the school. o.o when i reached home, i inflated my flat basketball, then my parents asked me about being locked in the school, like what the security guard said and stuff like that. then my dad was like telling me, lucky we had mrs chan's number, or we had to call the police and we were considered trespassing. mrs chan is our saviour. x) and i guess i better end here. or i'll start ranting about the unfairness of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116606741738345146?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116606741738345146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116606741738345146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116606741738345146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116606741738345146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/and-now-well-let-memories-just-fade.html' title='And now we&apos;ll let the memories just fade away'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116590085759704327</id><published>2006-12-12T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T21:20:57.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The curl in her lips, the ice in her stare</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my sister has to go chinese orchestra practice, so im practically alone at home. i planned to go jogging then learn tennis at assumpta's house along with stephania, but ass was sick yesterday and has chores today so it was called off. then i wanted to go school play basketball. my mother said ok but lihui cant go, ass cant go, steff was going out. without these three there's no point so i called it off. sheesh. nothing is going smoothly. oh wells. im planning to go cycling later. havent cycled since i fell and sprained my ankle. but i cant go to the park to jog since im alone, and nobody is free to play basketball with me. hopefully it wont rain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116590085759704327?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116590085759704327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116590085759704327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116590085759704327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116590085759704327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/curl-in-her-lips-ice-in-her-stare.html' title='The curl in her lips, the ice in her stare'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116589340420401081</id><published>2006-12-12T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T19:17:54.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save me from the nothing i have become</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAY!!! &lt;/strong&gt;i found out the notes of the melody to BRING ME TO LIFE by EVANESCENCE. more than half the song. like my version of TONG HUA, i guess it cant really count as tabs, cause its just the melody. oh wells. better than nothing. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116589340420401081?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116589340420401081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116589340420401081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116589340420401081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116589340420401081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/save-me-from-nothing-i-have-become.html' title='Save me from the nothing i have become'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116588589081862097</id><published>2006-12-12T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T17:11:30.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart is my possession</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;howdy. hmm. sunday monday nothing much happened. i was studying yesterday. woots. i actually study. x) haha. hmm yeah i dont think i can make it to the class gathering at east coast park... not really sure... but i got a "no". first reason, too far. second reason, someone died there. x( the news about the man who died there came minutes after i asked whether i could go. what a "coincidence". we arent going into the water, francis said. and i said, you cant make east coast park move nearer to my house. LALALALALALALA. NOT GONNA BOTHER...... x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116588589081862097?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116588589081862097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116588589081862097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116588589081862097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116588589081862097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-heart-is-my-possession.html' title='My heart is my possession'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116572220763036179</id><published>2006-12-10T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T19:43:27.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somehow i can't put you in the past</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hiya. message to nine of you (ass, steff, niang, hana, yc, cr, xr, sam leow and sam oon) any day wanna go out? take neos? yea, maybe i got a new addiction. but just cause in the past neos we took some of us didnt manage to squeeze in. x) hmm. class gathering is in about a week. dont know if i can go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116572220763036179?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116572220763036179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116572220763036179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116572220763036179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116572220763036179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/somehow-i-cant-put-you-in-past.html' title='Somehow i can&apos;t put you in the past'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116572076719526330</id><published>2006-12-10T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T19:19:27.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're falling apart to half time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hello. yesterday... i went tuition, and my tuition teacher has gone missing. he took urgent leave yesterday for no reason, and hasnt got back to any of his students' smses asking where he was. there was a young relief teacher, very friendly. heard she's 18, just finished o levels. her name is mabel, quite a good teacher. after class, went to jurong east there with er-yi and germaine. jie went to the library collect her form... and after staying there awhile, we left... jie also checked out the price of her beloved silence. $40.40. o.o hahaha. okay, nothing much happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ass, we decided what date and where and transport and all, BUT WE DIDNT DECIDE THE TIME... x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116572076719526330?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116572076719526330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116572076719526330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116572076719526330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116572076719526330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/were-falling-apart-to-half-time.html' title='We&apos;re falling apart to half time'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116556167942328169</id><published>2006-12-08T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T23:07:59.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearing those words it makes me weak</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lalala. just added some stuff in my wishlist and realised everything i want cant be bought, and its all wishful thinking on my part. x) still happy, though. im happy no matter what nowadays. and even when i got runny nose now i dont care, IM HAPPY AND THATS FINAL. hwahaha. i wonder what i'll get on christmas from "santa". x) my parents always give me and my sis presents on christmas by putting them next to our beds when we're asleep, but they deny it. but i know many things... mwahahahahaha... I KNOW IT AND THATS FINAL. hwahaha. im a princess or a queen, everything i say is final. wahaha. the proof = the neoprints i took with gladys. HWAHAHA. i know im talking crap, and now im even doing crap. (i feel like eating crab...) crap is what happens when im happy. wahaha. so just dont care about a thing i say. IM HAPPY AND CRAPPY, AND THATS FINALLL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116556167942328169?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116556167942328169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116556167942328169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116556167942328169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116556167942328169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/hearing-those-words-it-makes-me-weak.html' title='Hearing those words it makes me weak'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116556095783833073</id><published>2006-12-08T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T22:55:57.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can handle a little pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello hello. my scanner got problems again after i managed to scan 6 neoprints. hellur, 6 out of 38!!! and now i needa have something to do so here i am posting again, since nobody is online much. i wonder whether the date and venue for the class gathering is decided already or not. i wonder if there is gonna even be one. haiix. im gonna rot at home. lalalalalalalalalala. im obsessed with neoprints and pictures now. wonder why when i dont even look good in them. the best batch was the one with gladys siah. in it, my nose looks flat and i looked blur cause i didnt bother doing anything. looking back on all my neoprints, im dumb enough not to do anything in them, when i got ideas of what to do. lol. dumb, much? lalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116556095783833073?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116556095783833073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116556095783833073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116556095783833073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116556095783833073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-can-handle-little-pain.html' title='I can handle a little pain'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116555438760453499</id><published>2006-12-08T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T21:08:19.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She wants to go home, but nobody's home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just wanted to say i changed the song again, to YOU DON'T KNOW by 50 CENT and EMINEM and MR BRIGHTSIDE by THE KILLERS. actually i hate THE KILLERS, but i like MR BRIGHTSIDE after a guy on ROCKSTAR SUPERNOVA sang it. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116555438760453499?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116555438760453499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116555438760453499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116555438760453499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116555438760453499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/she-wants-to-go-home-but-nobodys-home.html' title='She wants to go home, but nobody&apos;s home'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116555372034970549</id><published>2006-12-08T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T20:56:21.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You don't know me, you don't even care</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello hello. yesterday, me went out to lot1, met gladys siah there. hmm. spent a couple of hours with her, taking neoprints, walking around, klkk la. GLADYS, I HAD FUN, AND YES, THE NEOPRINTS CAME OUT GREATTT! haha. gonna scan them in later along with other stuff i wanna scan. at night, went to bed at 9.30. couldnt sleep. at 11.30 went out to watch tv with my sis till 12.30. couldnt sleep till 1 plus. woke up at 11 today. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116555372034970549?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116555372034970549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116555372034970549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116555372034970549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116555372034970549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-dont-know-me-you-dont-even-care.html' title='You don&apos;t know me, you don&apos;t even care'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116539713896992655</id><published>2006-12-06T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T01:34:31.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swear to shake it up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/1600/641937/grad%20nite%20me%20steff%20and%20lihui.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/320/848352/grad%20nite%20me%20steff%20and%20lihui.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/1600/708436/grad%20nite%20me%20mrs%20c%20and%20steff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/320/718530/grad%20nite%20me%20mrs%20c%20and%20steff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/1600/350303/grad%20nite%20me%20ass%20and%20steff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/320/6157/grad%20nite%20me%20ass%20and%20steff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/1600/866714/grad%20nite%20me%20and%20kim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/320/735171/grad%20nite%20me%20and%20kim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/1600/364965/grad%20nite%20me%20and%20khuz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/320/352171/grad%20nite%20me%20and%20khuz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/1600/38550/grad%20nite%20me%20and%20cheeken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/320/523854/grad%20nite%20me%20and%20cheeken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/1600/185522/grad%20nite%20me%20and%20ass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/320/83801/grad%20nite%20me%20and%20ass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;grad nite photos!!! haha, now then update. im slow, right? thats cause i just received the photos today. thanks to sinzhi and stephania for sending me the photos! by the way. i look ugly in them and my hair was a mess. haha. emphasis on the I LOOK UGLY. and yes, some guys did some stuff behind our backs in the photo of me, mrs chan and steff. mrs chan was in between two jailbirds. or zebras. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;dang it i look ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116539713896992655?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116539713896992655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116539713896992655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116539713896992655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116539713896992655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/swear-to-shake-it-up.html' title='Swear to shake it up'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116539443080930523</id><published>2006-12-06T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T00:48:34.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere along in the bitterness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hiya earthlings, just changed my skin, please leave a comment. but please. dont say anything about the stripes, i like the stripes, and i know most people dont. hmm. yeah, stumbled upon this skin, decided to use it cause it has guitars, all those images and stuff. and i put my four favourite songs. fergalicious, tell me, my love and grown and sexy. yupp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;yayness. going out tomorrow. finally got activities le! yay me. going out with gladys siah. wonder if she changed from the last time we saw each other. havent asked my parents, though. should be can lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116539443080930523?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116539443080930523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116539443080930523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116539443080930523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116539443080930523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/somewhere-along-in-bitterness.html' title='Somewhere along in the bitterness'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116538995529692633</id><published>2006-12-06T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T00:49:24.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me love you long time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE... me going nuts. wahahha. the happiness and cheeriness has gone to my brain. im insane nowadays. YAY ME. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. and im listening to fergalicious again and again and laughing at the parts will.i.am says "oooh wee" HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;THE BEAT THAT IM BANGING IS DE-LI-CIOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116538995529692633?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116538995529692633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116538995529692633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116538995529692633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116538995529692633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/give-me-love-you-long-time.html' title='Give me love you long time'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116538221886598711</id><published>2006-12-06T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T00:50:12.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No walk in the park for us</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hi guys... how are all of ya? enjoying your holidays? mine are kinda boring... updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hmm. went over to bpp with my sister, went to library to borrow books on baking stuff to eat (for parents anniversary present). we bought mcflurry then went home. then... we were bored (because before we went out we were STUDYING. yahuh. i was study secondary 1 science.) so we tried our hand at baking cookies. she did peanut butter (small) cookies and i made one gigantic coffee cookie. it was as big as my head. my sis said hers were not really a success, MINE ROCKED!!! it tastes better than my head. haha. it really rocked. wahahha. its the best i ever made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;my cousin came over in the morning, three of us ate breakfast together, then we took the bus to woodlands. it was the old bus and we were sitting on the seats facing each other and there was a metal thing underneath our feet so we were vibrating violently. haha. germaine and i went insane. we laughed madly for no reason and stuff like that. haha. then after that we went to tuition. it was the make up tuition cause last saturday the centre was disinfected. anyways... during our break we bought fries and she bought a burger... then after lessons, my sis bought fries, i bought a sundae and she bought mcflurry. thank god for having a mcdonalds there. xD we went home then at night i went to my guitar lesson. learnt two new songs using chords. yay me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;currently real bored. just exploring around on my computer... so, ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;p.s., is the date for the class gathering decided yet? not on 20th, PLEASE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116538221886598711?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116538221886598711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116538221886598711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116538221886598711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116538221886598711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/no-walk-in-park-for-us.html' title='No walk in the park for us'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116513019413547960</id><published>2006-12-03T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T00:50:38.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's never a right time to say goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello hello. yesterday. went far east plaza with my mum and sis. SHOPPING! haha... bought a necklace and a ring that is actually two rings connected by a chain. and an ice cream sundae that was huge. lols. hmm. then left around 5, my dad picked me up, and my sis and mum went og, while i went home in the car. saw adelbert there, and my sis waved to him, he was like "huh? me?" then my sis was like "adelbert right?" hahahaha. i wonder if my sis changed alot. adelbert changed too, skinnier, taller, darker. then at night my dad and i went to ichiban sushi at bpp to eat. YUM. mwahahha. i love sushi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;today. my mum, dad and i went bowling. i only played two games then i went to the arcade. played lotsa games there. then after that i ate my lunch at the bowling alley's cafe. then we went to causeway point to meet my sister. my mum bought me chocolate! nowadays i eat alot. haha. especially chocolate. gonna grow fatter than i am soon. [gasp] i have a hunch that i will be alot fatter in secondary school to the extent needa go taf club. so i planned to join a sport as a cca, and holidays go jogging more often if possible. anyways, i watched them eating and i stole my sister's soup. =p hmm. nothing much. just gonna lag the whole day. =)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116513019413547960?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116513019413547960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116513019413547960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116513019413547960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116513019413547960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/theres-never-right-time-to-say-goodbye.html' title='There&apos;s never a right time to say goodbye'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116496142042035746</id><published>2006-12-01T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T00:52:07.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>But there's just one thing I need from you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wahaha. fifth time posting today. i've officially broken my record. maybe im just bored. nobody comes online that often anymore. siann. still playing auld lang syne by myself, haiix. on tuesday, i went to guitar class, and realised that on the fingerboard, the frets have gone from black to white at where most people would have placed their fingers on while playing chords or melodies. and my guitar is beginning to have the same problem. on the fingerboard, between the first and second string and the second and third string on the first fret, it has gone white. and next to the first string where the finger board ends, there is also one white patch. well, i admit that most of the time, my finger is around that area. but why none at the third fret? that really surprises me. i tried cleaning it off with my guitar cloth, since i thought, those guitars in the studio are never cleaned, thats why got the patch, maybe mine will come off. WRONG. it cannot come off. well, whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116496142042035746?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116496142042035746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116496142042035746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116496142042035746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116496142042035746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/but-theres-just-one-thing-i-need-from.html' title='But there&apos;s just one thing I need from you'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116496006012313850</id><published>2006-12-01T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T00:54:46.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe then you'll get a taste</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hiya bored again so posting again. im damn bo liao right? wahaha. im sitting in front of the computer with my guitar, and i keep playing auld lang syne. this song reminds me of all my buddies. =)) but its hard, the melody and accomapaniment are different roles. need someone to play either the melody or accompaniment with me. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116496006012313850?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116496006012313850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116496006012313850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116496006012313850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116496006012313850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/maybe-then-youll-get-taste.html' title='Maybe then you&apos;ll get a taste'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116495581362910860</id><published>2006-12-01T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T00:55:25.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So turn around and I'll pick up the slack</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lalala, bored. so im posting again. yay me. I MISS MY PEEPS OF 6L! wahhx. i miss &lt;u&gt;blurry obsessed steff, crappy crazy ass, piggy bubble hana, violent easygoing niang, old blurrness cr, vulgar insane yc, smart loud xr, short athletic sam leow,&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;stressed worried mummi, cute lively mama, crazy lesbian cheeken, cookie hyper khuz, wierd crazy alf, gay happy jy, funny crappy france, cute innocent evan, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;obsessed strange nick, athletic longhaired xinyi, kiddy immature shihui, hyper short sam oon... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and the list goes on. i miss all of those people... haiix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116495581362910860?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116495581362910860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116495581362910860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116495581362910860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116495581362910860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-turn-around-and-ill-pick-up-slack.html' title='So turn around and I&apos;ll pick up the slack'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116495321152868466</id><published>2006-12-01T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T00:53:46.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been far away for far too long</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hiya, just remembered that its 20 days to posting day, and just suddenly wanted to say this to my buddies and good friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;dont forget me after we go secondary school or i'll teepee your house, splash paint all over your door and hang a pig's head outside your door! and also get a bucket of trixie's shit and urine and splash you with it. no acid, just faeces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;lol, i sound like a big ear dragon &gt;&gt; da er long &gt;&gt; loan shark. lol. except for the teepee part. you get my point lah, DONT FORGET ME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i was totally kidding about the threats. haha. just dont forget me la huh, and nothing will happen to you. otherwise, you'll wake up breathing from a tube, all confused and woozy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;a line i got from drake and josh. wahaha. love the character megan. best of luck to all p6es. hope we will all get into our dream school, yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and by the way, 20 days to posting day, 24 days to christmas. to my buddies, BE MY SANTA CLAUSES! i'll be yours~. hahaha. on the nightmare before christmas soundtrack, the boogie people think that santa is a monster called SANDY CLAWS. muahaha. and they planned to kidnap him. i didnt watch the movie, i got it all just by listening to the songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;6L rocks forever!!! and i've gone bonkers!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/1600/728509/6L%202006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/320/808395/6L%202006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116495321152868466?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116495321152868466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116495321152868466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116495321152868466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116495321152868466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/been-far-away-for-far-too-long.html' title='Been far away for far too long'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116494657528059305</id><published>2006-12-01T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T00:56:29.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can see it from my shadow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hihi. didnt post yesterday, since cousins were at my house and all. erm. nothing really happened. what really happened is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i cant go to the 6L class gathering at escape theme park on 5th december. yeah. initially is because its too far. and then this morning i received an sms from my secondary one tuition teacher, mr lim. he said that my tuition is postponed. my tuition is actually on saturday 12noon to 4pm. but on saturday they have to disinfect the whole premises, so my tuition is postponed to 5th, 1pm to 5pm. yupps. 5th seems to be a busy day. lols. and now im bored cause none of my buddies are online. =.= oh wells. at least i have joelle and nick (who isnt really responding... i wonder if he's dead.)... lalalalala. bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;dont stop praying for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116494657528059305?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116494657528059305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116494657528059305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116494657528059305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116494657528059305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-can-see-it-from-my-shadow.html' title='I can see it from my shadow'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116476517787375004</id><published>2006-11-29T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T00:52:49.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't gotta do nothing crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello eurthlings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;yesterday... i went to guitar class. learnt four new chords. wahahaha. then we went home and i went beserk. then joey and joelle came over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;WHOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;imagine at night, six people bunking in the same room. hhhahaha. four out of six slept on the floor. actually there's still some space. a pity germaine isnt here. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nothing else to say. im just gonna end here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;pray for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116476517787375004?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116476517787375004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116476517787375004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116476517787375004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116476517787375004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/11/aint-gotta-do-nothing-crazy.html' title='Ain&apos;t gotta do nothing crazy'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116469857002367440</id><published>2006-11-28T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T00:48:00.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You begin to wonder why you came</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;lunchtime my dad came back. i went out without changing or tidying up my hair. reached school, saw sinzhi and kimyee there &lt;strong&gt;so well dressed&lt;/strong&gt;. lol. saw khorli and perry too. hmm. then mrs chan was there, she asked me my six choices... i told her, and she said its quite similar to kimyee's. i dont even know her six choices. lol. but sinzhi told me she also chose nanyang girls, singapore chinese girls, methodist girls and river valley. yay. but still, we might not get into the same school. I DONT EVEN KNOW HER SIX CHOICES, !!! lol. sinzhi loves the shirt i wore. david beckham. lol. i didnt bother to change. when my dad called me i just took the stuff i left the house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;good luck to all, hope you all go to your desired secondary school. im praying for ya too! now sis wanna watch drama on youtube, so ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;pray for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116469857002367440?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116469857002367440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>I thought we could make it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello eurthlings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;yesterday... my dad took half day leave. we took lrt then mrt then bus to river valley just to experience the travelling time. took 1 hour, not counting that it wasnt peak hour, and during peak hour, that route (aye) always jam. and also peak hour, hard to get in the bus or lrt or mrt. then it was raining heavily, so my dad and i went into river valley to look around again... it seemed okay this time, maybe cause last time i compared it to singapore chinese girls and nanyang girls. then after that we took the direct bus home, which took us one hour also. not to mention, IT WASNT PEAK HOUR, but the bus was already so crowded, since river valley is near alot of people's workplaces, and that direct bus home goes to vivo city. then me and my dad took another bus to singapore chinese girls, and went into the school to look around again, then we crossed a really long overhead bridge and took a bus home... river valley definitely needs more time to travel than nanyang girls or singapore chinese girls, and the way there will always be crowded, but the way to nanyang girls or singapore chinese girls is very smooth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;well, thats what my dad tells me. he's totally right. one hour. huh. just to get there. my dad also told me, my sister from bukit panjang government high travel back home already feel like crying cause it makes her stressed. wonder what will happen to me if i go river valley. oh, i know. i cant even get onto the bus or lrt or mrt, dont even need to consider going to school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;at night we had to decide already. my parents told me, its okay if i wanna put river valley as second choice, they &lt;em&gt;bo pian&lt;/em&gt;. then i told them i also &lt;em&gt;bo pian&lt;/em&gt;, singapore chinese girls then singapore chinese girls lor. but they knew that river valley was sort of the school i wanted to go to before nanyang girls, so this are my six choices now (my parents chose... i agreed.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;1 nanyang girls high school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;2 singapore chinese girls school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;3 river valley high school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;4 methodist girls school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;5 bukit panjang government high school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;6 nan hua high school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;well, fairfield methodist is gone. yupps. my dad checked the school's website out on the internet, he said that fairfield methodist's standard isnt very good, and that bukit panjang government high is even better. so i replaced it. well... i confirm wont hit 5 and 6. nanyang girls MAYBE wont accept me. 50-50... ugh. blame my science. if i cant go nanyang girls, second choice lor. and MAYBE, about 10% chance, i cant get into singapore chinese girls cause that school got affliation. probably wont hit 4 either. so... praying hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;pray for me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116468331873146460?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116468331873146460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116468331873146460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116468331873146460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116468331873146460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-thought-we-could-make-it.html' title='I thought we could make it'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116459599610486225</id><published>2006-11-27T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T00:45:53.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>At the door we don't wait cause we know them</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;woots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;my dad just called. i asked him who would accompany me to school to submit the form. he said he would accompany me at his lunch time tomorrow. so problem solved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;second problem. well, me told him that me second choice is river valley. he said that it isnt very convenient. and because i chose the school is for third language, he say he will hire private tutor to teach me. and he also said its not worth the inconvenience. and he also said today he taking leave to let me have a taste of what its like to travel there... lrt, mrt then bus. well, my family knows all along that it isnt very convenient to travel to river valley. but i remember ONCE my dad said that its quite alright... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;well, my family doesnt really approve of me going river valley. but hey, they mean well. haiix. it was sorta 50% the school i wanted to go to before i visited nanyang. and now because of the suffering for three years, i guess i cant go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh well. they mean well. khuzaimah told me to let fate handle it. put nanyang as first and river valley as second, since i dont know which to choose. if i cant go to nanyang, then i go river valley. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but i guess maybe... MAYBE i wanna go river valley is cause i know got people there for me. nanyang will be totally stranger. but most of the reason is also ip, sap and special. my dad said i dont need sap to go singapore chinese girls, and he will help me take a third language. haiix. maybe i should let go of river valley. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;see first lah, hor? see if i can tahan the travelling time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;maybe singapore chinese girls IS a better choice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i dont know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ever since i visited schools, i have been sure of only one thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i wanna go nanyang!!! read angeline's blog, found out that she also wanted to go nanyang last time. hmm. my parents are totally right lah. my second choice is the most important, actually. nanyang cut off point EXACTLY my aggregate. thanks to lihui and my sis, for believing i can go nanyang. still worried. gotta wait about a month more. woots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and others, dont tell me what to do about secondary schools. i needa listen to my mum and dad 200% and even more (if its possible) and 1000% to my own thoughts. about 25 more hours, and my parents will be asking me if im sure about my choices or not, then i will be in school with my father and that paper and submitting it. haiix. 25 more hours to think and decide. and most of it i will be exploring on how to get to river valley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;they say its far. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116459599610486225?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116459599610486225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116459599610486225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116459599610486225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116459599610486225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/11/at-door-we-dont-wait-cause-we-know.html' title='At the door we don&apos;t wait cause we know them'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116459457225297221</id><published>2006-11-27T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T00:45:00.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>But you just can't break the feeling inside</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello earthlings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;6Lers and other P6es, spread the news, you must bring your parents when you submit the form&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;mrs chan told me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;okay, updates. yesterday, my dad did some strategies for me on picking my secondary schools. well, im still thinking. after checking out chij st nicholas girls school, my mum and sis went to do my sis hair, and my dad and i drove around the area, checking how to go to chij. then we went to clementi that area around fairfield methodist and nan hua, (and no, fairfield methodist is NOT a girls school.) to find out if going there convenient or not. we drove around, checking the bus numbers on the bus stop signs. lol. then after that, we went to lot1, and took mrt to ang mo kio, just to see how long the travelling time is to get to chij. thirty minutes, not counting lrt, bus and walking. means if i go there, i have to wake up damn early in the morning. so chij is not in my list anymore. it was never. too bad lah. the campus is damn big and nice. bigger than a junior college. o.o then we took the mrt back to chua chu kang, bought some food at lot1, then went back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;my secondary school choices have been always changing. so now my secondary school choices are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;1 nanyang girls high school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;2 river valley high school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;3 singapore chinese girls school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;4 fairfield methodist high school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;5 methodist girls school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;6 nan hua high school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;nanyang has been my dream school, so its always first. river valley is second cause it has ip, its a sap school so i can add extra points, and i can take a third language if i get in. nanyang is also the same, but higher points and more convenient. yes, I WANNA TAKE A THIRD LANGUAGE... singapore chinese girls is third, cause i sorta like the school, and its convenient. down side, not sap, no ip, no special (so no third language). fairfield methodist is fourth cause its QUITE convenient, but no special, no ip, no sap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;methodist fifth cause not really a good feel about the school. and its also not sap, not special, no ip. and nan hua is the last. cause its like chij, not convenient. have to walk, then lrt, then mrt, then bus, then walk a long distance. have to wake up early. lol. and the school to me is okok... and even though its sap, it doesnt have ip or special. so yeah. those are my choices. my parents still wanna discuss with me, so maybe got a bit more changes, but im submitting the form back tomorrow. I WANT THIRD LANGUAGE. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;today my ex maid came back!!! lol. last time when i went to malaysia, my maid went to stay at my uncle's. then now my uncle's family go hong kong ONE WEEK, so his maid come to stay with us. no problem about bunking, actually. sometimes me and my maid sleep on the floor, so there's always an extra bed. and it happens to be, my uncle's maid is my maid before the maid i have now. yayness! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116459457225297221?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116459457225297221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25518246&amp;postID=116459457225297221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116459457225297221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25518246/posts/default/116459457225297221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/2006/11/but-you-just-cant-break-feeling-inside.html' title='But you just can&apos;t break the feeling inside'/><author><name>Trixie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17210080791300591100</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-25518246.post-116450713883980269</id><published>2006-11-26T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T00:43:38.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The innocent can never last</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;updatessss. hurry hurry only got fifteen minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;yesterday, after tuition, my family with germaine went to bugis junction. before we began shopping we went to the temple two junctions away to pray and thank the goddess for my good results. then after that we walked back to bugis junction and shopped. bugis junction is like different than what i expected. i thought there all the stuff are for youths and teens but it turned out soooo matured. my sister found slippers her size and was damn happy. lol. then we ate dinner there, totally rocks. and then we went to the "edge" part of bugis, which is more for teens. hmm... 77th street's clothes were not really that nice, unexpectedly. we walked around before leaving at 9 plus. here are the things i bought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;a converse bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;a overalls kinda dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;leggings for that dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;it aint really a dress lah. more of overalls... like what chengzhen likes to wear. but i only bought the dress, i wear my own shirt inside. and the leggings can go with my skirt or that dress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;when went home, i promised my family i'll try to be always happy. so here i am, cheery and crappy. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;when i got home, my dad gave me a box of chocolates. YUM. it has 18 pieces of chocolates inside, different flavours some more. it cost $40. o.o it was wrapped so nicely and so ex that i havent eaten one yet. lol. &lt;em&gt;she bu de&lt;/em&gt; mah... my dad is really a man of his word. previously i called off the bet. lol. thank you mummy and daddy... i promise i'll study hard when i begin secondary school, and wont use computer so often. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/1600/657752/DSC_00680066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/259/722/320/302170/DSC_00680066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116450713883980269?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25518246.post-116435859316017404</id><published>2006-11-24T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T00:56:33.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i've been thinking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and i realised that i've been totally hot-tempered and rude to practically everyone... and i dont even know why. it just comes natural even though i dont wanna do it. i've been totally stressed out by the choosing of secondary schools and all, that i didnt realise that i wasnt appreciating my friends. i watched the cd that mrs chan gave to us, and in her farewell message, she advised us to appreciate the people around us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but in my case, i forgot to appreciate both my family and friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;im sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sorry to all those people who were totally unappreciated. and all those people = people who even bother talking to me. im really sorry. you guys took the time to be with me, whether its only through our eyes and finger tips or face to face. im sorry i've been hot-tempered around you, given you the cold shoulder, etc. kudos to all of you for putting up with my heinous behaviour. anyways... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;im really sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but anyways... i've just changed my blogskin. yeah. havent included the music yet, so if you know any suitable song, please leave a comment in the cbox. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25518246-116435859316017404?l=rewindd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rewindd.blogspot.com/feeds/116435859316017404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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