<?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-13429700</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:31:43.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>appassire</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>347</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-1252791874361582184</id><published>2009-01-14T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T23:22:49.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KF1W20dw_TY/SW4DKueSCoI/AAAAAAAAADs/L3x8Ufs3caU/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KF1W20dw_TY/SW4DKueSCoI/AAAAAAAAADs/L3x8Ufs3caU/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291170095015529090" 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/13429700-1252791874361582184?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/1252791874361582184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=1252791874361582184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/1252791874361582184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/1252791874361582184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KF1W20dw_TY/SW4DKueSCoI/AAAAAAAAADs/L3x8Ufs3caU/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-1484210213192314314</id><published>2009-01-02T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T23:27:26.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KF1W20dw_TY/SV4tSMqt39I/AAAAAAAAADk/eq_UHea2Oc4/s1600-h/n565854472_1014599_5289-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 207px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KF1W20dw_TY/SV4tSMqt39I/AAAAAAAAADk/eq_UHea2Oc4/s400/n565854472_1014599_5289-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286712803240828882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you, Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nanyang, I miss.&lt;br /&gt;Teachers &amp;amp; staff, I miss.&lt;br /&gt;School environment, I miss.&lt;br /&gt;NYGuides, I miss.&lt;br /&gt;Juniors, I miss.&lt;br /&gt;Old friends, I miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss practically every single thing, tell me what to do? Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;{Jiaren/ Ever define that? Those 2, far far away, where? Was it my fault? My 2 Jiaren, imy, but how do I ever tell you that? And it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; so happens that I'm not at the majority side.} &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;)':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As we go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All the times we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Had together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-1484210213192314314?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/1484210213192314314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=1484210213192314314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/1484210213192314314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/1484210213192314314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2009/01/thank-you-love.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KF1W20dw_TY/SV4tSMqt39I/AAAAAAAAADk/eq_UHea2Oc4/s72-c/n565854472_1014599_5289-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-7245277153630787155</id><published>2008-12-29T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T23:25:09.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KF1W20dw_TY/SVjrpxe9rhI/AAAAAAAAADU/OGPhyirVZYY/s1600-h/Sunset_by_slawek86.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KF1W20dw_TY/SVjrpxe9rhI/AAAAAAAAADU/OGPhyirVZYY/s320/Sunset_by_slawek86.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285233265609649682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gah ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-7245277153630787155?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/7245277153630787155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=7245277153630787155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/7245277153630787155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/7245277153630787155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2008/12/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KF1W20dw_TY/SVjrpxe9rhI/AAAAAAAAADU/OGPhyirVZYY/s72-c/Sunset_by_slawek86.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-2665946528899865995</id><published>2008-10-07T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T21:29:11.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SMAXEEREOFEBTSUJNWODKAERBSYAWLATSUMYHWRAOR ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are just so many "what ifs" ringing in my head.&lt;br /&gt;Saturation point? I hope not. Not at this point, at least wait till next week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;s&gt;And don't I deserve that basic respect?&lt;/s&gt;} Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-2665946528899865995?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/2665946528899865995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=2665946528899865995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/2665946528899865995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/2665946528899865995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2008/10/smaxeereofebtsujnwodkaerbsyawlatsumyhwr.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-3405988972215463475</id><published>2008-09-26T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T00:41:22.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R-O-A-R</title><content type='html'>Hello appassire hello everyone.&lt;br /&gt;( Okay I doubt anyone will visit this place. Uh but there're always people like Xiaoen, so.. (: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I decided to come back here, sudden urge to do so. Probably cause I'm feeling abit angsty about stuff and such. Rah I hate this feeling ): Sudden unexplained silence and the battle of emotions. Sigh well (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come I can't think and express myself well enough like others? Rah I s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that I tend to feel very _ about myself D: Hahaha. I always blame myself for not being able to do stuff I want to do very badly, like probably something which I've been wanting to do since long ago. I can tell myself that I need to get a particular thing done before the date comes, but most of the time, nothing comes out ): Am I slow or what? Okay, I think it's because I spend too much time thinking and hesitating, and then I'll forget about it sometimes. Roar and all these will turn into regrets. One by one, they accumulate to become ONE BIG REGRET in my life. A hole that can never be filled up by other stuff that easily..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmhm I hope I will be able to make it in time for &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; (: *Cross fingers&lt;br /&gt;Okay I should stop, my thoughts are running all over the place now. I'm gonna catch them back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Okay back (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh anyway like I've promised, a short and simple dedication to someone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Rah I forgot my main point of this dedication alrd lah. See, I just mentioned that I tend to forget stuff.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about that lah ): Uh we must keep in contact okay!&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to lose contact. It is diffcult to keep in contact. But it can be easy to keep in contact as well, if you have the will (: So we must have the will to stay in contact okay! Mutual will (: I have trust in our sistar-ship yeah (: But again, no one can predict what will happen in future D: Aiyah !@#~ Okay doke, let's not think too much. We'll handle the things as we go and grow (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Even if we lose contact&lt;/s&gt;, I will never forget you cause you're a part of my life. You can't expect me to throw a part of me away right? &lt;3456SEVEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS/ Come to think of it, we really do have quite a few things in common O: Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-3405988972215463475?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/3405988972215463475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=3405988972215463475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/3405988972215463475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/3405988972215463475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2008/09/r-o-r.html' title='R-O-A-R'/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-5257360786927338334</id><published>2007-12-01T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T15:41:22.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uptheswing.livejournal.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-5257360786927338334?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/5257360786927338334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=5257360786927338334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/5257360786927338334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/5257360786927338334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/11/uptheswing.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-4134279416296094570</id><published>2007-07-07T07:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T16:43:44.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RANDOMMM</title><content type='html'>helloxzsx worldsxzsx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah i'm going to update my blog :D&lt;br /&gt;Currently at Larrie's house. Today was the Nanyang Youth Day funfair and after that, went to Venezia with Larrie, Kaini, Yihong and Shenyang. So now I'm here in Larrie's house with Kaini :D We're slackingggg. I want to revise Geog but I don't have the materials here! Roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larrie wants me to update but I don't know what to blog about! Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Oh there's open house tmrw, I don't wanna wake up early again ): I'm very tired please! Then tmrw night I still have a wedding dinner to attend ): Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lala, I love Henna (: It's cool to do Henna for people, but it's very scary. My hands were trembling ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'll end my update here (: Byebye! Hope I don't get lost when I go home later O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh, tmrw is 7th of July! 070707 :D Yayyyy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-4134279416296094570?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/4134279416296094570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=4134279416296094570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/4134279416296094570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/4134279416296094570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/07/helloxzsx-worldsxzsx-hahah-im-going-to.html' title='RANDOMMM'/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-3542476416649879203</id><published>2007-06-23T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T23:51:18.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE-SIDED</title><content type='html'>I'm going to go off after posting cos I realised I haven't been blogging. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to go for some APEX thing today to replace Meiting but I had to go to the doctor with Mummy so I couldn't attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went out just now for a short shopping trip and dinner. Didn't want to go out at first cos I was so on task, doing/editing proposals and stuff, then my mummy dragged me out, saying I have to relax once in a while, as if I haven't relaxed enough. Hahaha! But yah, went out and ate at some restaurant, quite nice (: The only thing that pissed me off was this waitress at the restaurant. I told her I don't want any drink alrd, then she still kept insisting that I have to get a drink. Feel like biting her head off. Heh, sorry for being mean but she was really irritating! &gt;:( Oh, then while settling the bill, my brother and I were snatching the bill (not to pay but to collect the change of course :D). Then suddenly, the coins all dropped into the leftover dishes. Hahaha then this really nice lady offered to help us wash and soap the coins :D So cute right? I like her cos she's friendly and nice, she didn't scold my brother and I. After that, the both of us laughed and laughed though we felt guilty in our hearts. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we left home, I was rather grouchy and sad cos I didn't want to go out. Then my mummy said my lips were pouting so badly that my lips could fish! -.- Lame please, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoha, then I painted my grandmama's nails purple (x Cool man. And we ended up buying thhat bottle of light purple nailpolish :D Purpleeeeeee! Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygoose, my stomach very pain. Laugh too much alrd cos Chinwen showed me a few websites to play and some are really funny :D But some are really saddistic D: HAHA. Okay I'll stop here, I should go nowwww! Cos I can hear my bed calling out for meeeee (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It has always been one sided right? :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Only you will know;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-3542476416649879203?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/3542476416649879203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=3542476416649879203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/3542476416649879203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/3542476416649879203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-going-to-go-off-after-posting-cos-i.html' title='ONE-SIDED'/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-2595658244511614589</id><published>2007-06-20T04:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:47:12.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPOT THE DIFF :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY CHICKEN DAY YENYEN :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY MANGO TANGO DAY CHERYL LIM :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Just had lunch. And I'm eating mangoes nowww :D Mangoes are nice, mangoes are smooth, mangoes are round and they make you bounce! HAHA, result of boredom. I should be a good girl, doing all my work now but I refuse to do them cos it's so boring. Homeworks are mean and they make me sad, so I won't touch them for now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm searching some stuff on Wiki in chinese, and it looks funny cos I don't understand. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roar, there's healthy lifestyle course tmr. I don't feel like getting my butt off the bed so early tmr, I can feel my bed's sadness cos I won't be with her. Yes, my bed is a her :D But on a second thought, spending time learning stuff with your batchmates is not a very bad thing afterall :D The whole course is only 2 hours, I wonder what can we do within that short period of time. It's the shortest duration of a course I've ever attended, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I rmbed about the Saemah attack! Iris and I saw Saemah ytd. What a traumatising experience! We were finding seats so when I saw her, I used my bag to cover my face and continued walking. I thought she would give way to me, but who knows, she just stood in front of me with that usual Saemah face. I almost died of heart attack please, Saemah is scary, she scares me ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, I found this picture in my com, so let's have some fun with it :D Btw it's Iris' file. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077664904612061906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KF1W20dw_TY/Rnd9U__eotI/AAAAAAAAABs/7nHsCoPgMSE/s200/actual.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077664908907029218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KF1W20dw_TY/Rnd9VP_eouI/AAAAAAAAAB0/QT8cnou9nFw/s200/changed.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Spot the differences :D&lt;br /&gt;( Total differences: 10)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;[Edit] Gooseness, the image is too small, okay ignore it. I'll find another picture next time so it's clearer :D [/Edit] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-2595658244511614589?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/2595658244511614589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=2595658244511614589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/2595658244511614589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/2595658244511614589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/06/spot-diff-d.html' title='SPOT THE DIFF :D'/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KF1W20dw_TY/Rnd9U__eotI/AAAAAAAAABs/7nHsCoPgMSE/s72-c/actual.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-8423337745042681166</id><published>2007-06-17T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T12:35:16.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;Haha I'm feeling happy todayyy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to blog about ytd's baking session but since I can't get hold of the photos, I shall not blog about it (: But you can take a look at Sheena's post, &lt;u&gt;here&lt;/u&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, I was bloghopping and realised that Meiting dedicated a short paragraph to yours truly in one of her posts (: Ohman, I'm so touched (': And I've got a letter from her, but will only get it when school reopens. Heh I know everyone loves me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about letters, I realised I owe alot of people letters O: So sorry! I don't feel like replying yours cos I really don't know what to say to you alrd. Crappp. But for the rest, heh I'm really sorry cos I haven't really sat down to use the com for long yet. I promise, I promise I'll reply soon (: Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho going out for lunch later, I want Jap food (: Then later going to Tracie's house (: Lala, nothing to do now. Shall go shower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE WORLD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-8423337745042681166?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/8423337745042681166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=8423337745042681166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/8423337745042681166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/8423337745042681166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-74247905362464537</id><published>2007-06-16T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T23:24:29.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROAR</title><content type='html'>I CANNOT STAND IT ALRD.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;SHE HATES YOU.&lt;br /&gt;THEY HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;WE ALL HATE YOU,&lt;br /&gt;BUT WE CAN'T SHOW&lt;br /&gt;OUR HATRED TOWARDS YOU.&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS IRRITATING,&lt;br /&gt;BUT HOW? NO CHOICE.&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;ACTUALLY SOMETIMES&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL SAD FOR YOU,&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;YOU GO ON WITH YOUR LIFE,&lt;br /&gt;THINKING EVERYTH'S FINE,&lt;br /&gt;WHEN THEY ARE NOT.&lt;br /&gt;OH MAYBE YOU KNOW,&lt;br /&gt;JUST THAT YOU PRETEND,&lt;br /&gt;PRETEND THAT YOU KNOW NTH.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA WHATEVER IT IS,&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T CARE&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T BOTHER.&lt;br /&gt;NOW WE'RE JUST HANGING&lt;br /&gt;THERE IN THE MID AIR.&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON,&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU?&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT GOING TO&lt;br /&gt;TAKE THE FIRST STEP ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;I'M GOING TO IGNORE YOU&lt;br /&gt;FOR AS LONG AS I CAN.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA FORGET YOU,&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOU KNOW I CAN'T.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA I'M GETTING MORE&lt;br /&gt;AND MORE DUMB. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALA. THE WHOLE POST IS IN CAPS, I LIKE CAPS SO IT DOESN'T MATTER (:&lt;br /&gt;HEH THIS POST IS NOT AN EMO POST OKAY. I'M JUST EXPRESSING MY FEELINGS THOUGH I DON'T REALLY KNOW HOW I'M ACTUALLY FEELING INSIDE. MIXED FEELINGS I GUESS (: THE POST DOESN'T MAKE SENSE BUT IT'S ALRIGHT (: HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-74247905362464537?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/74247905362464537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=74247905362464537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/74247905362464537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/74247905362464537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/06/roar_15.html' title='ROAR'/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-310683043206509432</id><published>2007-06-13T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T20:12:18.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ROAR. I'm happy yet sad at the same time. Oh nvm, shall just talk about the happy stuff (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked dinner for my family today! Haha, I love cooking pasta. It's easy to cook and nice to eat :D Hoho. And Iris the Siow asked if my family or I got food poisoning. Tsk, my pasta's wonderful please. Everyone felt healthy and vibrant after eating it :D I think I can open a restaurant or cafe next time, and I'll come up with my own recipes (: Ohman, so funnnn! Heh. Self-excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayyyyy. I have nothing to blog about -.- I'm still deciding on which movie to watch tmrw with Amanda. No wait, wrong phrasing. I'm still deciding on which movie to watch with Amanda about tmrw. Wah sucks leh my sentence structure. I'm still deciding with Amanda on which movie to watch tmrw! Yes, correct, finally (: I hope it's correct. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heritage Trail Recee! Heh I hope it'll be fun :D Oh that reminds me, I have to charge my camera. Roar. I wanna go fishing! Who's interested! I know Siow is (: Siow loves me too much, I bet I'm her idol (: Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll stop here cos I wanna go watch Teeveeeee (: I need to cut down on my TV intake, heh. Who wants to help me plan my diet for TV intake? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I won't be replying tags this time round! Sorry people but thanks for tagging (: I promise I'll reply in future (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WE CAUGHT HOLD OF TIME. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-310683043206509432?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/310683043206509432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=310683043206509432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/310683043206509432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/310683043206509432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/06/roar.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-7423804666505296290</id><published>2007-06-07T05:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T14:10:18.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I SMILE :D</title><content type='html'>HELLO WORLD :D&lt;br /&gt;This is yours truly here blogging :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in the school library now :D&lt;br /&gt;I am sitting right in front of the fourth level door :D&lt;br /&gt;I have a green friend beside me :D&lt;br /&gt;There are currently 12 people in the library using the com :D&lt;br /&gt;This post is getting so meaningless and boring :D&lt;br /&gt;I am going to search for places in Chinatown for Heritage Trail Comp. :D&lt;br /&gt;It will be so fun :D&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Heritage Trail to come :D&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I'm laughing at myself :D&lt;br /&gt;I have alrd typed 11 smileys :D&lt;br /&gt;The previous one is the 12th one :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the 13th :D&lt;br /&gt;And, the 14th :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, so cool, this post is is smiley-fied :D&lt;br /&gt;Let's all smile :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                        :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAPPY WORLD SMILEY DAY :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-7423804666505296290?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/7423804666505296290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=7423804666505296290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/7423804666505296290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/7423804666505296290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-smile-d.html' title='I SMILE :D'/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-2956022987095837552</id><published>2007-06-06T07:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T16:04:36.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL ABOUT SMILES</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A warm smile is the universal language of kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss and ends with a tear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A smile is an inexpensive way to change your looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A smile is the light in the window of your face that tells people you’re at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wear a smile and have friends; wear a scowl and have wrinkles.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heh, I got this from the papers some time ago. I think it's very meaningful so yeah (: To those who're feeling sad, cheer up cos you never know who's falling in love with your smile. Sometimes, a smile from you can make others happy too (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-2956022987095837552?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/2956022987095837552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=2956022987095837552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/2956022987095837552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/2956022987095837552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/06/all-about-smiles.html' title='ALL ABOUT SMILES'/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-3324185272294640145</id><published>2007-06-06T06:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T15:56:24.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGS REPLY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sharlene&lt;/strong&gt; Hey! Sorry lah, I promise I'll find them soon! I tried damn alot of places, all no stock ): So sorrysorrysorry! I promise you there'll be a match you won't be playing empty-handed! Thirteeeeeeen :D Jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zhiyi&lt;/strong&gt; Haha do you still want those photos? Remind me online, then I can send you the whole file :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yining&lt;/strong&gt; Heh, it's okay. There'll be another chance! How are your jumbo crayons! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yenjin&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha! KFC is always the place lah! Yeah you can go organise or plan the outing! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gwen&lt;/strong&gt; Heh, when's our hanging out going to be! Haha so fun please :D TAKECARE, haha you love this :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanda&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha healthy lifestyle! :D Yay man. And jiayou for Heritage Trail as an I/C :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iris&lt;/strong&gt; Siowwwww the little pathetic cat. Lion rocks :D HAHA. Tmrw tmrw! Chop Split Saw :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaini&lt;/strong&gt; Hello Kaini! I'm waiting for the nicenice e-mail :D So exciting! You're going back to M'sia today! Aww. Your room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(;&lt;/strong&gt; Haha. Who are you! Tell me tell me! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Okay end of tags replying session! I don't know what to blog about so the post is made up of tag replies (: Well done. I hate the weather, it's so hot! And I'm running a fever now lah ): The fever better run away tmrw if not I won't be able to chop, split and saw! Heh, I love! So fun :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-3324185272294640145?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/3324185272294640145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=3324185272294640145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/3324185272294640145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/3324185272294640145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/06/tags-reply.html' title='TAGS REPLY!'/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-8357196732524780775</id><published>2007-06-02T05:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T14:17:42.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quite True (:</title><content type='html'>I got this off a blog while blog surfing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you.&lt;br /&gt;2. No man or woman is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make you cry.&lt;br /&gt;3. Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.&lt;br /&gt;4. A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your heart.&lt;br /&gt;5. The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can't have them.&lt;br /&gt;6. Never frown, even when you are sad, because you never know who is falling in love with your smile.&lt;br /&gt;7. To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.&lt;br /&gt;8. Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one, so that when we finally meet the person, we will know how to be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;9. Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened.&lt;br /&gt;10. There's always going to be people that hurt you so what you have to do is keep on trusting and just be more careful about who you trust next time around.&lt;br /&gt;11. Make yourself a better person and know who you are before you try and know someone else and expect them to know you.&lt;br /&gt;12. Sometimes trying too hard isn't the best option, the best things come when you least expect them to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-8357196732524780775?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/8357196732524780775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=8357196732524780775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/8357196732524780775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/8357196732524780775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-got-this-off-blog-while-blog-surfing.html' title='Quite True (:'/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-6562178978019288409</id><published>2007-06-02T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:47:13.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went out without an umbrella and so I ended up walking in the rain on the way back home. And till now, I refused to go shower even though I showered before going out. It's like so dumb lah, you go out so clean and fresh and come home so wet and dirty. Haha, maybe I'll go shower for a second time later! :D I love showering, it's cool and cool :D Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh mannn. there's pasta for lunch and I just had it like 2 days ago during LTC outdoor cooking O: But I don't mind lah, cos I love pastas :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REVAMP THE GUIDE ROOM! Proposal :D Haha, so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um yeahhh. So ytd went to Lilaoshi's apartment at boarding school for jiao zi (: Nice nice. Heh, and the noisest person for that night was Miss Zhang Yu Chi -.- She talked non-stop, whatever we're talking about, she definitely had smth to say. Haha. After eating and clearing up, we went to the basketball court to slack and play arnd (: Heh, took photos after that. Then we went Kaini's room to slack and eat, while some went home. Ate maggi mee and talked about some scary dongdong ): Being so useless, I cried or rather, I teared. So it's not that bad (: But I didn't dare to go home after that. Hahaha. But yeah, the whole thing was fun (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KF1W20dw_TY/Rl-uKt5syGI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qtJuKIc46zI/s1600-h/2007_05313110021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070963204585998434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KF1W20dw_TY/Rl-uKt5syGI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qtJuKIc46zI/s200/2007_05313110021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KF1W20dw_TY/Rl-uK95syHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/oSAUen-IVN4/s1600-h/2007_05313110017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070963208880965746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KF1W20dw_TY/Rl-uK95syHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/oSAUen-IVN4/s200/2007_05313110017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KF1W20dw_TY/Rl-uLN5syII/AAAAAAAAAA0/q_FL1-jiQms/s1600-h/2007_05313110023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070963213175933058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KF1W20dw_TY/Rl-uLN5syII/AAAAAAAAAA0/q_FL1-jiQms/s200/2007_05313110023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, I'm feeling so sticky and yucky, shall go and shower first! Bye everyone :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-6562178978019288409?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/6562178978019288409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=6562178978019288409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/6562178978019288409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/6562178978019288409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-went-out-without-umbrella-and-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KF1W20dw_TY/Rl-uKt5syGI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qtJuKIc46zI/s72-c/2007_05313110021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-7104137351607717577</id><published>2007-05-30T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T21:17:27.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired tired tired O:</title><content type='html'>Tired. Mentally and Physically.&lt;br /&gt;I need a shoulder to lie on, and&lt;br /&gt;A listening ear for me to rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I know it'll never be &lt;u&gt;YOU&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;cos you never bothered to ask &lt;em&gt;why &lt;/em&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I think I should turn off the com soon cos I'm really tired.&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw's the last day of LTC, then still got campfire at Hwachong until night time. I hope I won't end up sleeping there ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad you're there all the while,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; It's nice to know that someone actually cares. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-7104137351607717577?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/7104137351607717577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=7104137351607717577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/7104137351607717577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/7104137351607717577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/05/tired-tired-tired-o.html' title='Tired tired tired O:'/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-6840208925618366175</id><published>2007-05-27T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:47:13.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ROAR,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is it always youuuu? ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished my LA compre except for summary, hoho. Though it's not alot but I'm still proud of myself (: Met Sheena to get her Chinese Textbook and &lt;em&gt;gao zhi&lt;/em&gt; (: Then met Jialing. Macs is better than Long John Silver's eh? HAHA. The lousy woman O: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oxide is the cool! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then when they're going to leave for their NJ dancenight, Sheena realised she left her ticket at home O: She's the best, haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goose man, haha I found this photo of a thief in my com! Let me show everyone :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068871525448075346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KF1W20dw_TY/Rlg_y95syFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2z5EkbnNKYY/s200/weiyi+taxi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;HAHAHA. Miss Tsang Weiyi stole a police car from 205 classroom last year and escaped with it. Heh, actually is the both of us lah O: We took their police car cum taxi and went arnd the school with it. Lol, if you flip the police car over, it's a taxi, cool eh? Yeah just happen to see this photo in my folder so I decided to post it (: Weiyi looks retarded, as usual :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want my report book, it's with Weiyi ): Rah. Okay, shall not blog anymore, cos yah (: I'm going to talk to my brother in order to discover more interesting stuff! Hehheh, so exciting! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH HOHOHO. NYGuides got Champs for Camp Galore'07! Cool mannnnn! :D:D:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-6840208925618366175?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/6840208925618366175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=6840208925618366175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/6840208925618366175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/6840208925618366175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/05/roar-why-is-it-always-youuuu-i-finished.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KF1W20dw_TY/Rlg_y95syFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2z5EkbnNKYY/s72-c/weiyi+taxi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-6593942564342316334</id><published>2007-05-26T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T21:01:54.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didn't have CCA today, so the few of us stayed back to pack First Aid stuff for LTC then wanted to go home with Yenjin but Weiyi called. Stayed back to wait for her to return to school, we wanted to go Junction8 initially but ended up staying up in school -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel damn guilty now please! I ate non-stop O: As in really is never stop lah, finish smth, buy another thing to eat. Eat drink eat drink O: Roar, I'm such a pig. I'm not scared of growing fat or whatsoever, but I'm just guilty. Haha, what am I saying O: But it's not about the money (HAHA, Weiyi -.-) Aiyah, I don't know what am I talking about! Nevermind! Hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is my com hanging! Grah, I'm pissed. HAHA. I want to call someone to talktalktalk (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, footdrill ytd was funnnn! We learnt finish the whole footdrill syllabus alrd, yoohoo man (: Heh. We had this trial commanding thing, and it was so malu D: Then I malu-ed myself cos I did quite a number of wrong stuff. What was I thinking then O: The Zhee and Weiyi were walking to and fro non-stop lah, irritating people, haha. It was the sec4s last official CCA session, quite sad ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gooseness, I've no content to blog about alrd. I want to scold someone! I wanna scold my Mr. RK-Right Knee ): Roar, why do you always choose the wrong time to go for a battle! Fight fight fight then damn pain lahhh, now you even got another soldier Mr. LK-Left Knee, to join you. What if you lose the battle very badly one dayyyy? You can't die on me ): I need you to do alot of stuff. Don't worry, I promise I'll take good care of you too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay the knee thing was so random.&lt;br /&gt;Tags reply!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ci&lt;/strong&gt; Yesssss! Colouring rocks :D We should all promote the colouring spirit :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Larrie&lt;/strong&gt; Eh, I'm not aging ): You always say I'm aging. Roar, bite your head off. But nvm, being mature and sensible, I'll be nice and forgive you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yenjin&lt;/strong&gt; Hahah, it's alright. You still went home with me today! Wait, you didn't! You went with Weiyi and Shuhui ): But nvm, heh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lydia&lt;/strong&gt; Hahah share the pain with you? No thanks (: You can enjoy the melody of the music (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iris&lt;/strong&gt; Why you don't like footdrill! Footdrill is nice, rocks lah (: Hahah. And I'm not angry with you today (: Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinwen&lt;/strong&gt; You're welcome! Ay sorry ah, cos like not bear not lion O: But nvm, looking at it, means looking at Sandy (: So you won't miss me too much during the hols :D Yay. And my posts are not funny lorh -.- Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jo&lt;/strong&gt; MOVIEEEEE (: During hols bahhh (: Yeah yah. This coming monday cannot yah. Cos I got camp yah. Hahah yah, you go arrange yah (: Lovess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, I forgot to mention smth! Weiyi the Wendy bought me a disney colouring book :D Cool bi4! Thank youuuu (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I'm holding on by letting go of you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-6593942564342316334?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/6593942564342316334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=6593942564342316334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/6593942564342316334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/6593942564342316334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/05/didnt-have-cca-today-so-few-of-us.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-1255139870358791098</id><published>2007-05-22T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T20:30:46.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day of sabbats. *Yawns man* O: Haha, BINGO rocks (: My group was playing with Bingo, &lt;em&gt;oops&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm going to rmb colour pencils tmrw! To colour the pictures in the coursebook (: Hoho. I love colouring! Yay man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiyi and I, we're the best please. We changed one side of our shoes with each other in Chemistry Lab 4, then after school, she actually went for trng wearing the mismatched pair of shoes. Haha, and I didn't realise it too until she came running back -.- My shoe is nicer to wear, cushion cushion :D Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, investigating or rather discovering interesting stuff with Sheenana on Friendster. Haha, fun fun (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got no go-home-partner tmrw! Unless Yenyen returns from her AMKSS Invest. Who wanna be nice and go home with me (: &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Will you want to go home with me? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIDE-AND-SEEK, cool man :D And people owe me letters! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-1255139870358791098?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/1255139870358791098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=1255139870358791098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/1255139870358791098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/1255139870358791098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/05/first-day-of-sabbats.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-4555268207045331174</id><published>2007-05-21T07:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T16:51:12.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love orange juice (: Haha okay kinda random, ignore that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother's out for trng at some weird camp place and he'll be back only at arnd 9. Cool man, peace for the rest of the day (: He went to hit my head just now cos I kept laughing. I'm stupid enough alrd lor! Poo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to Larissa online, she gave me this question and told me to guess what her Primary2 sister answered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;larissa; says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh you want to know how good natnat's english is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;larissa; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the qn: the birds / seeds / are feeding / with / children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sandy, / discovering happiness (: says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the birds are feeding seeds with children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sandy, / discovering happiness (: says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AY WAIT NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sandy, / discovering happiness (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;children are feeding the birds with seeds! yay man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;larissa; says&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;nat nat put the birds are feeding children with seeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;larissa; says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;larissa; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;sandy ah, the birds are feeding the seeds with children, your english even better hor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gooseness please, I actually answered &lt;em&gt;the birds are feeding seeds with children! &lt;/em&gt;O: Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Why is this happening now? I took this first step to ask you, but you denied. I believed you cos I knew you had no reason to bluff me. I was hoping things would get better but what turned out that day proved me wrong, totally wrong. Why everyone else except me? You can't say that I didn't care, I asked you so many times before. I really don't rmb doing anything, so what's the reason behind all these? I'm tired of all these, I did my best but you took it for granted. I'm tired, really tired. Tell me what to do ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out again later, bleh. And this holiday is so not going to be a holliday. What's with all those homeworks, SIAs and what nots ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;JOEY BARNEY&lt;/span&gt;, loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-4555268207045331174?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/4555268207045331174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=4555268207045331174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/4555268207045331174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/4555268207045331174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-love-orange-juice-haha-okay-kinda.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-8202374064324421749</id><published>2007-05-17T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T21:26:06.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for sandy!</title><content type='html'>hello xiaopng (:&lt;br /&gt;since you asked me to blog for you, here i am haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was such a bad day for me la ): &lt;br /&gt;and i'm so sad over the fact that my class is going to die. DIE.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't want to miss LTC i really don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;but what if i get suspended from cca for that one week! THAT ONE IMPT WEEK ):&lt;br /&gt;helppp )x&lt;br /&gt;ohman i failed a lot of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;school is so depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, sandy is lazy (:&lt;br /&gt;and she's talking on the phone and smsing me. &lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;br /&gt;at least i blogged a bit ;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, IRIS :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-8202374064324421749?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/8202374064324421749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=8202374064324421749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/8202374064324421749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/8202374064324421749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/05/for-sandy.html' title='for sandy!'/><author><name>iris (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-5669266278965338418</id><published>2007-05-17T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T20:43:35.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Listen to your hear;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it's on the left,&lt;br /&gt;But it's always right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;True? &lt;/em&gt;Haha, think think think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the picture&lt;br /&gt;It's written all over your face&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, what's the secret&lt;br /&gt;That you've been hiding&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna take my place&lt;br /&gt;I've should've seen it coming&lt;br /&gt;I should've read the signs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't take much to learn&lt;br /&gt;when the bridges that you burn&lt;br /&gt;Leave you stranded feeling alone&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't take much to cry&lt;br /&gt;when you're living in a lie&lt;br /&gt;And deceiving that someone who cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again,&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking about taking the easy way out&lt;br /&gt;But if I let you go, I will never know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's another melancholic smile;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-5669266278965338418?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/5669266278965338418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=5669266278965338418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/5669266278965338418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/5669266278965338418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/05/listen-to-your-hear-even-though-its-on.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-1587957053450182246</id><published>2007-05-17T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T19:49:11.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I malu-ed myself alot today, no face alrd lorh. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Chem lesson, the rubbish truck came by and made alot of noise, then Mr Kuo was like can I take a stone to throw at it? And I was like: &lt;em&gt;It's just a stone's throw away.&lt;/em&gt; I thought I said it damn softly, until the whole class turned arnd and Mr Kuo gave me &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; look x( Aiyah, nvm lah, since I always say the wrong stuff to make him wanna smack me, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay I forgot what I wanna type leh. Rar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lala. Today is the &lt;em&gt;ya&lt;/em&gt; day ya :D Cool man. Hoho, Miss LSS claims that Weiyi and I are cartoons -.- &lt;em&gt;Wei shen me lorhhhh&lt;/em&gt;! Then Mr Kuo also say I can go be some comedian, pangsai. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter it's a female or male, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As long as he/she acts,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He/She is called an actor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter it's a female or male,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As long as he/she is in charge of the class,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He/She is called a monitor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No matter it's a female or male,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As long as he/she draws,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He/She is called a drawer!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Tan was talking about this, then I came up with the one in bold :D I'm so talented please! Though it's very lame, but I think it's very cute :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. Iris the Li Ling is sending me songs :D Heh! I still think Iris the Siow sounds nicer :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Iris smacks Sandy, Sandy runs away from Iris* &lt;/em&gt;Hohoho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-1587957053450182246?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/1587957053450182246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=1587957053450182246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/1587957053450182246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/1587957053450182246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-think-i-malu-ed-myself-alot-today-no.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-479585852936534983</id><published>2007-05-16T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T22:20:25.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happiness is not about finding;&lt;br /&gt;It's about discovering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think that you can continue like this, so be it. I don't wish to hate you now, but if things continue like this, I'm afraid I'll just explode one day; maybe in front of you, maybe not. If I disappear, don't ask why I'm gone, cos you never bothered right from the start. Don't ask and show your concern only when you've lost it/someone. Even if things can be solved, I can guarantee you that things will never be the same as before. The mark, the scar you leave behind will stay there forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A change is what you need. So long that it has become a habit of yours, a bad habit. I know it's not easy to change within a short period of time, but at least try, try your best to change. Changing not only for others but most imptly, yourself. Start now or it'll be too late if you're to realise it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why am I typing all these. There's no point, cos I know you'll not know this is for you. Even if you do, you'll just pretend to not see anyth and turn away. Like I've said, it has alrd become a bad habit of yours. So much that it has affected your character, your life, your friends arnd you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-479585852936534983?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/479585852936534983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=479585852936534983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/479585852936534983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/479585852936534983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/05/happiness-is-not-about-finding-its.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-5339509794531745386</id><published>2007-05-16T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T21:49:07.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want it to rain tmrw morninggg! Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I have a sudden craving for ice-cream cake now, heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I feel so fresh and nice and accomplished now. Cos I just showered finished, then before that, I talked on my handphone (radiation O:)  with Weiyi for almost 50 minutes, and I also finished Zihui's letter! At least I did some stuff, better than past few days; when I stoned for most of the time. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so nice towards Zihui please. During LTC briefing today, Miss Ong was asking for volunteers to be Day2 I/Cs. Zihui shouted out my name just because I owe her a letter! Grah, like that also can lorhhh -.- Poopoo. Her letter has 9 stickers on it! Cool man (: I wanna go buy more stickers, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After LTC, went SAC to play. Hahah, pillow fight makes people tired D: And because of it, I've a small cut on my leg now. Lala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY, I have smth to announce! I formed a club today! It's the Pom Pom Club :D Weiyi, Hanjing and I have the word: PPCM (Pom Pom Club Member) written on our hands/arms. And the PPC sticker on our left thumb's fingernail :D Join the club now! Currently, PPC has 3 members. Lol, abit sad but nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I should stop blogging today cos it's so meaningless and boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yet another aimless and meaningless post D:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What's wrong mannnn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-5339509794531745386?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/5339509794531745386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=5339509794531745386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/5339509794531745386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/5339509794531745386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-want-it-to-rain-tmrw-morninggg-boo.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-6172226179516856257</id><published>2007-05-15T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T19:41:37.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things are much better today (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. I ate alot today, &lt;em&gt;yes, again&lt;/em&gt;. But nvm, eating makes people happy. Well, at least it makes me happy so I don't care (: I ate Kit-Kat chunky white again. I've eaten like don't know how many bars of it alrd :O Ay &lt;strong&gt;Weiyi&lt;/strong&gt;! You promised on Friday to eat Kit-Kat chunky white with me horhhhhh. So must get well soonsoon and come back to school tmrw! Yay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love today's dinner (: Mummy cooked nice noodles! &amp; I realised I haven't eaten a single grain of rice today. Haha it doesn't matter anyway. And my clever mummy bought banana milk thinking it's fresh milk -.- Rar and I'm to finish up that whole thing please, save me someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Ruimin (: Stop scolding me stupid when I say sorry okayyy! Rar, bite the star off your forehead! Hehe (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-6172226179516856257?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/6172226179516856257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=6172226179516856257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/6172226179516856257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/6172226179516856257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/05/things-are-much-better-today-heh.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-9126377981666947771</id><published>2007-05-14T05:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T14:44:08.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rahaha, hello everyone :D Just came back from Serangoon/Hougang. Haha, I don't even know what's that place. Okay nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to do Geog SIA Proposal with Zhiyi and Hanjing at KAP ytd. Hoho, I woke up at 0800 when I'm supposed to leave at 0800. But when Zhiyi and I reached, we called Hanjing and realised that our dearest Miss Lee Hanhan's still sleeping. Hahaha, she's the best please. We were productive! Heh :D After that I wanted to go back school to check some stuff but I was too lazy by then, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to meet Gillian :D Hoho. Then later Weiyi called me and she ended up meeting us. Haha, the both of them had the same birthday luh. Lol. I bet the both of them were damn pissed with me due to the overwhelming Bio SIA stuff. &lt;strong&gt;Wrapping the leaf with tissue paper is damn cool please! &lt;/strong&gt;Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were walking to the MRT station, I heard this person say smth like: &lt;em&gt;What does a producer do?&lt;/em&gt; So I said: &lt;em&gt;Produce lah!&lt;/em&gt; Guess what? The person replied smth like: &lt;em&gt;She's right/I agree. She said a producer is there to produce.&lt;/em&gt; I can't really rmb what he said lah, cos I didn't hear it. Until I saw Gillian and Weiyi laughing like some dingdongs -.- Rar, but that person wasn't talking about me lor, I was like so far away :/ Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that Gillian and I went AMK Hub. I didn't buy my nice nice breaddddd x( I forgot about it please! Boohoo. And I was rather guilty cos I spent all money on food. I ate damn alot ytd, which is a good or bad sign? :O Heh. &lt;em&gt;Ran hou&lt;/em&gt;, we went Tracie's house :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's rainingggggg. Oh! I changed my password for my phone and I tried locking my phone ytd but I couldn't cos I forgot the password. Well done please, I'm like the best -.- Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay shall end this real meaningless post. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-9126377981666947771?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/9126377981666947771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=9126377981666947771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/9126377981666947771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/9126377981666947771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/05/rahaha-hello-everyone-d-just-came-back.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-5913958188386535279</id><published>2007-05-11T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T21:33:40.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rar, I'm so tired. I don't even know why I'm so tired, haha. I'm also sick lahhh :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Where are you&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I think this song is very nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;荡秋千&lt;br /&gt;来回终究要停在原点&lt;br /&gt;望太远&lt;br /&gt;眼前幸福却忽略&lt;br /&gt;晃半圈&lt;br /&gt;圆不了爱恋&lt;br /&gt;高一遍低一遍&lt;br /&gt;风就吹散了永远&lt;br /&gt;还想为你摇秋千&lt;br /&gt;对着夕阳扮鬼脸&lt;br /&gt;若月光再美一点&lt;br /&gt;我们会否把手牵&lt;br /&gt;还想被你碎碎念&lt;br /&gt;当数流星的配乐&lt;br /&gt;你却说你等不到天亮&lt;br /&gt;空秋千陪整夜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;秋千和我失眠&lt;br /&gt;在你影子身边&lt;br /&gt;这公园太想念&lt;br /&gt;你无邪的笑脸&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Life is about making choices, the right ones. Every step we take leads us to a different ending. Every decision we make will leave an impact on our lives. Happy memories will stay and be etched in our hearts; the sad and painful memories will stay with us forever too. No matter what happens, we still have to move on and continue with life cos' there're so many stuff out there for us to discover. We have to walk further down the road in order to see what's there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There'll be light at the end of the tunnel; &lt;/em&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-5913958188386535279?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/5913958188386535279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=5913958188386535279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/5913958188386535279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/5913958188386535279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/05/rar-im-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-4255892755313448069</id><published>2007-05-10T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T20:30:18.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've nothing to do. So aimless, without a goal, without a direction to head to. I want to be occupied with lots of stuff so I will stop thinking. Thinking too much is not good, it kills your brain cells (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will I be like that guy in the Unseen Poetry? So aimless and ending up going to steal a snowman. Hurhur. I'm being stupid, anw there's no snowman in Singapore for me to steal anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob my joy;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; People who have plans don't say. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the river runs and the river hides&lt;br /&gt;out to the ocean and under the sky&lt;br /&gt;i promise you the answer will come&lt;br /&gt;hold on to patience and watch for the sign&lt;br /&gt;everything in its time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess she's right afterall. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-4255892755313448069?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/4255892755313448069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=4255892755313448069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/4255892755313448069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/4255892755313448069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/05/ive-nothing-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-8595225241052282388</id><published>2007-05-09T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T20:28:39.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We're just afraid to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;We're just too selfish to notice the ones arnd us.&lt;br /&gt;We're just trying to feel more secured and loved by others.&lt;br /&gt;We're just so stubborn that we don't want to listen to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we just care about what we want. We don't spare a thought for others, we don't look arnd and see who's there for us, staying by our side all the while. And sometimes we just neglect our loved ones. Life's just like that; we are selfish. Admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Be yourself, don't try to make up a lie just to cover everyth up. People will still know the truth at the end. Instead of trying to change others' opinions of you by doing all sorts of stuff, why don't reflect and change yourself instead? I think it's just about facing the music and realising what's actually wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've been a bad girl recently, I should self-reflect (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-8595225241052282388?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/8595225241052282388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=8595225241052282388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/8595225241052282388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/8595225241052282388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/05/were-just-afraid-to-be-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-8714939255599526952</id><published>2007-05-08T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T21:17:16.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO HELLO :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very high now :D Then mummy says I'm too noisy. Shall go eat fruits later :D Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY EVELYN AND JASMINE! LOVELOVE! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheena was being nice today, waiting for me to go home after NAPFA. Heh, thanks twinnie :D I love talking to Sheena on the bus, and I bet she loves talking to me too :D Haha okay I'm being stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ruimin was the best today. She went to school with a pair of shoes that were not matching, lol. What a smart girl, she deserves a plague O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoh! &lt;em&gt;( Okay well done, I went to do other stuff and by the time I returned to this page, I forgot what I wanna type -.-)&lt;/em&gt; Rar, it's smth very nice and exciting but I forgot, well done! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lala, I'm so free today. Shall go make my schedule thing thing then write letters if I'm feeling nice :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-8714939255599526952?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/8714939255599526952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=8714939255599526952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/8714939255599526952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/8714939255599526952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello-hello-d-im-very-high-now-d-then.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-1090965767273238886</id><published>2007-05-07T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T20:32:21.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I took the first step but you chose to ignore.&lt;br /&gt;If that's what you really want, I'm fine with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna go school tmrw ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-1090965767273238886?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/1090965767273238886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=1090965767273238886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/1090965767273238886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/1090965767273238886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-took-first-step-but-you-chose-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-2907677943353632168</id><published>2007-05-05T14:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T14:11:39.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder if I should delete this blog. Hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only ytd then I realised how they felt in the past. Haha, how foolish to believe you.&lt;br /&gt;You broke it again, what's there left for me to say. &amp; I'm feeling this way only cos you mean so much to me. Know what? I'm not the only one feeling this way. When will you ever spare a thought for those arnd you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, I can't be bothered about you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yenjin just smsed me to tell me smth. She said she's watching this show and the company that produced the show is called WELL DONE PRODUCTIONS. Haha! My production, mine mine mine :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Iris got a shock ytd when my little cousin called her. Cos she called me but I was at the other room, then later my little cousin told me that someone called, so I told her to call back and Iris was wondering since when was my voice so cute. Tsk lor, my voice is cute too okay! Haha, she asked if I wanna join some don't know what thing with her, Amanda, Evelyn and Kaiyun. Sounds fun, just like wide game! I love wide games though they're tiring :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, I'm eating ice cream nowwww :D Oh I love my mummy cos she bought me Honeystars. Yay man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rar, Math 8.2 -.- , Geog SIA proposal, Chinese SIA (HAHAHA), Geog Assignment and what else? Homework sucks lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bye everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-2907677943353632168?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/2907677943353632168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=2907677943353632168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/2907677943353632168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/2907677943353632168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/05/sometimes-i-wonder-if-i-should-delete.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-3699049666713302687</id><published>2007-04-26T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T20:11:10.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For the strength to be strong;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But things don't always turn out in our way ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing gets in;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And all I can think of is you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-3699049666713302687?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/3699049666713302687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=3699049666713302687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/3699049666713302687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/3699049666713302687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/04/for-strength-to-be-strong-but-things.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-5966113154943841566</id><published>2007-04-23T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T21:19:29.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>%$&amp;^%&amp;amp;!#%$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whyyyyyy ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-5966113154943841566?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/5966113154943841566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=5966113154943841566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/5966113154943841566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/5966113154943841566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/04/whyyyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-5418541355889909042</id><published>2007-04-20T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T22:21:49.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Laugh when you can&lt;br /&gt;Cry when you need to&lt;br /&gt;Scream when you want to&lt;br /&gt;Apologize when you should&lt;br /&gt;Love when it feels right      :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roho. I'm suddenly in this obssession with Dinosaurs! I think they're damn cuteee :D Haha, don't you think so! Chubby lil' things :D I think Pumpkins are cute too :D Haha madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buy me a larger umbrella, my umbrella is too small to hold a huge and heavy raindrop :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another random post, heh can't blame me, I'm too bored today and I've no notes to revise :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-5418541355889909042?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/5418541355889909042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=5418541355889909042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/5418541355889909042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/5418541355889909042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/04/laugh-when-you-can-cry-when-you-need-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-6620316071411869003</id><published>2007-04-20T08:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T17:22:08.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Supposed to be studying with Zhiyi, but then I ended up doing other stuff. Hanjing and Yuanhan; &lt;em&gt;wu mama&lt;/em&gt;, came to join us (: Yay man. I like &lt;em&gt;wu mama, &lt;/em&gt;she's funny and interesting (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr, the library is so coldddd &gt;&lt; And oh the thing is shutting down soon, so i should go (: Bye. Haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a random post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-6620316071411869003?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/6620316071411869003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=6620316071411869003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/6620316071411869003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/6620316071411869003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/04/supposed-to-be-studying-with-zhiyi-but.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-7767115097613422019</id><published>2007-04-16T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T19:43:27.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to help but I don't know how to. I'm sorry cos I know every step I take will determine a different ending. I don't wish to make things worse so I'll just choose to keep quiet for now. But do know that, I'll be there for you, always (: It hurts to see you like this. I know it's not easy but try to cheer up, like what you promised (: Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, went to study with Kaini at Bishan Library today (: Kaini was doing smth illegal in the library. Haha. Oh, while I was doing my Math halfway, I felt bored so I did a "punch" towards Kaini and my pen flew out from my hand and landed on the floor. Kaini just kept laughing lah, so malu pleaseeee &gt;&lt; I'm gonna be super civilised from now on, and not embarrass myself in public anymore O: HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahlala, decided not to take dinner cos I'm super duper full now (: Skipping meals again, well done. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tags reply!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rachel&lt;/strong&gt; Hello Rachel (: Ay tsk lor, you and Iris! I know my cow is cute but you guys don't have to suffocate my darling Tipsy right &gt;&lt; I strangle your neck, see you can breathe anot! Haha but thanks anw (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iris&lt;/strong&gt; I'm really not angry you stupid rock! Hoho. Yeah you realised, I bet you're counting your zig markers then forgot right! Wanna win the zig marker queen title. Tsk, you lose lahhhh! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lydia&lt;/strong&gt; Hey Lydia (: Yeah you cheer up too, don't think too much (: Heh, take care, loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaini&lt;/strong&gt; Heh, you jiayou also! (: Can eat the &lt;em&gt;xing fu mian bao&lt;/em&gt; with you (: Then we both &lt;em&gt;xing fu xing fu &lt;/em&gt;together (: Take care! And rmb to send me the smiley paste photo (: Love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-7767115097613422019?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/7767115097613422019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=7767115097613422019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/7767115097613422019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/7767115097613422019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-want-to-help-but-i-dont-know-how-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-8583185245437224541</id><published>2007-04-15T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T13:01:18.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So what now? What's happening?&lt;br /&gt;It's just like a train, moving on and on. I'm in the train and yet I don't know which stop it is at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again, things seem to be alright on the outside, what about the inside? It's all covered up that I couldn't see a single bit. I know you're not the only one, the others are feeling the same way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want things to turn out this wayyyyy x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POO, and you! You supported me all the way, you gave me hope but had to crush it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just cross my fingers and hope that things will become better (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; when I needed you the most? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-8583185245437224541?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/8583185245437224541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=8583185245437224541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/8583185245437224541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/8583185245437224541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-what-now-whats-happening-its-just.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-6850172828367245492</id><published>2007-04-13T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T21:37:33.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love rockstar (: Thank you rockstar, for companying me all the way home (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay, feel like eating Kit-kat now D: Heh. I want transparent Kit-kat bar (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what's the outcome, no matter what happens, just know that there's someone out there for you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why must the knee die on me  at this point of time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It was so painful then I cried and almost died in the toilet while bathing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It was so painful that I'm too tired to walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It was so painful that I would rather sit at a corner and not move forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It was so painful that many things happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why why why, tell me why :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp; Will you carry me when I'm too tired to walk? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's flying in an opposite direction. Haha, life is such a joke. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-6850172828367245492?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/6850172828367245492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=6850172828367245492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/6850172828367245492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/6850172828367245492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-love-rockstar-thank-you-rockstar-for.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-1592314944255010852</id><published>2007-04-12T07:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T16:05:51.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really really hope I'll pass the EEC and Chinese Part 2 test tmr lahhh! Rawr but nothing gets into my head ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr's Thursday and Friday will come after that then the weekends will come, everything's happening so quickly that I have no control over it. Let things work out well please ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's such a boring dayyy. Oh, I got my letter with Mr. Milo Filo Bilo (: Milo Filo Bilo is cute (: Heh. I drew aeroplanes today, again (: I love aeroplanesssss! Fly high high to see rainbows and stars (: I've decided that I'm gonna get a colouring book and bring it to school so I can colour whenever I'm bored. Yingling loves to colour stuff too (: And she kept saying I'm her laughing gas -.- Still say what, I have the mentality of a 2 year old child! Gooseness. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay yay (: You promised me an aeroplane (: Real aeroplane! Hoho. And the other promise, dont break them yeah? (: Okay, shall start revising some of my EEC/Chinese stuff now though nothing much will get in &gt;&lt; Rohaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-1592314944255010852?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/1592314944255010852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=1592314944255010852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/1592314944255010852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/1592314944255010852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-really-really-hope-ill-pass-eec-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-7484809608771476974</id><published>2007-04-10T21:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T22:05:51.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rah, I stoned alot todayyy D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When I'm noisy, I'm too noisy;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm quiet, I'm too quiet.&lt;br /&gt;And just what's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Full of extremes,&lt;br /&gt;but that's not what I want to be x(&lt;br /&gt;I hate to be like this,&lt;br /&gt;it sucks luhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was supposed to be a happy day but somehow D: Okay, let me share with everyone how I bought my noodles today at the noodles stall (: I'm super proud of myself (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: &lt;/strong&gt;Aunty, 我要雨云天口麦面。两包。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aunty: &lt;/strong&gt;Er, 天口... Orh 你要云吞面。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*The 雨云天口麦面 thing is the older chinese writing, heh. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! The noodles stall aunty understands my chinese (: Of course I wasn't alone, was with Weiyi and Sarah. I wouldn't dare to say that if I were alone luh. Haha, damn retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawrrr, I'm hungry though I had dinner not long ago O: Heh, I'm proud of myself for another fact. I've been controlling my intake of chocolates very well recently (: Hoho, well done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bam bam, I think I've changed alot since sec1 but I don't know if it's for the better or the worse D: I don't even seem to know myself at this point of time. Oh wells, people do change but it's whether it's for the better or not. Obviously everyone wants to change for the better but is it that easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-E-R-O-P-L-A-N-E (: I want a real plane so I can fly high into the sky (:&lt;br /&gt;See a rainbow in the day, &amp;amp; count the stars at night (:&lt;br /&gt;Wanna help me fulfil this wishhhh? (: Haha, I know it sounds dumb but I really want ): &lt;em&gt;*Sniffs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Keep your promise! Or I'll ignore you forever, I mean it (: Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ming tian hui bu hui geng hao? (: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-7484809608771476974?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/7484809608771476974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=7484809608771476974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/7484809608771476974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/7484809608771476974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/04/rah-i-stoned-alot-todayyy-d-when-im.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-6010657535630710367</id><published>2007-04-09T07:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T16:03:03.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to count the stars with you at night (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr, no mood to blog alrd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp; All I'm thinking about is you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagssss:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iris&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha but I revived at when I got home! :D Rahaha. Home Audit is stupid and I haven't touched it yet D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanda&lt;/strong&gt; You laughed the loudest leh! And the pissing the woman off part, wasn't intentional please :( Gooseness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ci&lt;/strong&gt; Yinggggggci (: Hahaha I am normal lor please. Most normal one (: And thanks, you jiayou too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hk&lt;/strong&gt; Oh really? Hahaha didn't know she's a nanyang girl O: Anw, happy belated birthday uh, didn't see you arnd in school that day. Heh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaini&lt;/strong&gt; Yay (: Haha and don't eat too much ice cream luh please! Later stomachache x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sarah&lt;/strong&gt; Hoho, Sarah missed me! I knew it man. It's okay, you'll get to see me tmr! Lovess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ruimin&lt;/strong&gt; Eh, you, Yingci and Jo super duper uber mean to me lor :( How can y'all bully me :( I'm a nice person okay! Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jo&lt;/strong&gt; Hello Jojojojojo! I'll relink soon. I promise (: And you ah, spelt your url wrongly, tsk tsk. Hahaha! Nope nope, you didn't lie, yes I'm normal :D See you tmr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-6010657535630710367?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/6010657535630710367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=6010657535630710367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/6010657535630710367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/6010657535630710367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-want-to-count-stars-with-you-at-night.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-3005696945674255799</id><published>2007-04-07T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T12:35:29.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello (: I'm feeling happy because of your smses (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no homework for this week so I've decided to write letters. Write alot alot alot of letters (: Yeah man. Shall not study over the weekends, or I'll go crazy D: It would be such a waste if a normal person like me becomes crazy right? (: Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for EEC course Day1 ytd. Bused there and I was seating with Eva cos we met her outside school. Laughed alot luh, and the person in front turned behind to look at us. Rawr, then for EEC, we have to do this Home Audit thing thing and Iris is feeling excited over it because she gets to run all over her house -.- What's so exciting about it lor, Iris Siowww, I don't know how to do cann D: Had dinner outside with Iris, Amanda, Yenjin, Anning and Yux. Went to the KFC at PS and I think I pissed this couple off :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos there were no seats so Iris and I went over to this particular table with 6 seats, waiting for this couple to finish chatting cos they're done with their food alrd. Then the girl went: &lt;em&gt;Eh, I think they want to sit down.&lt;/em&gt; The guy said smth, which I couldn't catch, and the girl said:&lt;em&gt; Aiya, so obvious right&lt;/em&gt;. Well done lor Sandy, you pissed someone off and you're wearing your uniform D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed alot alot at KFC and I bet everyone was staring at us. Amanda was the most &lt;em&gt;malu&lt;/em&gt; one please -.- Hahaha. Trained back with Yenjin and Amanda (: AGOGO specs! Heh, inside joke (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks! There's Math 7.2 to do! &lt;em&gt;Da jia men&lt;/em&gt; told me got no homework! Rahrah! Who wanna go do Math 7.2 with me on Saturday? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iris&lt;/strong&gt; Yay, thanks for that essay dear! Well done! :D Lovess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ruimin&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha, what well done girl lor! Okay, I'll try not to be scared of youuuu. I love you too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gwen&lt;/strong&gt; Yoyo Gwen, ni hao (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sarahnumbertwo&lt;/strong&gt; Master -.- Eh, slave sounds horrible lor ): Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xiaoen&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah lah, boohoo. I was just thinking about that ytd too, telepathy! Yepyep, rainbows appearing slowly, thanks alot! Lovelove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eva&lt;/strong&gt; Darlingggg! Lol, I think we should take bus rides more often together, &lt;em&gt;hen hao xiao&lt;/em&gt; lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zihui &lt;/strong&gt;Ay? Shen me lai? You got do what by yourself? I don't know what you're talking about leh,but sorry if I said smth wrongly D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You make me happy when skies are grey (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-3005696945674255799?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/3005696945674255799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=3005696945674255799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/3005696945674255799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/3005696945674255799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/04/hello-im-feeling-happy-because-of-your.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-931430541249940611</id><published>2007-04-01T12:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T12:46:28.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How selfish. You're not only hurting yourself but also the ones arnd you. Spare a thought for them please, do you know what you're doing? You don't wanna be sad, you don't wanna be emo, you don't wanna be a burden to others and so what should you be doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like obviously you shouldn't be stoning and rotting here. Waiting for a miracle to happen? No that won't happen. Miracles don't appear by themselves, you have to create them. You have to make them happen, so please get up on your feet and do more constructive stuff . Don't stone and be emo at that corner. Be strong; fight for yourself, fight for your friends, fight for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm not picking on anyone in the above 2 paragraphs. Yours truly's talking about yours truly D: Haha well done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to make it an effort to be happier next week. No more tears, no more sad faces. I hope I can do it. &amp; Yes, I can do it cos I'm strong :D Hehheh, sounds stupid but nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Xie xie da jia men&lt;/em&gt; for your words and hugs and whatever nots. I really appreciate them and I felt loved, seriously :') I hope like what she said, there &lt;u&gt;will&lt;/u&gt; be a rainbow at the end, the grey clouds will disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got alot of things to say to different people x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the wells. I think ytd's &lt;em&gt;studying&lt;/em&gt; session with Weiyi and Kaini was damn funny, it made me happier somehow. &lt;em&gt;Xie xie liang wei&lt;/em&gt; :D Though most of the time, they're picking on me and bullying me but being a nice &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;ren&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, I'm still thanking them. Hahah I'm the &lt;em&gt;ren&lt;/em&gt; and Kaini is the &lt;em&gt;ge&lt;/em&gt;. Lol, inside joke. Ytd was also super embarrassing for me x( Well done lor the both of them. After that, walked to the busstop with &lt;em&gt;Zeng&lt;/em&gt; in the rain. Kaini was also walking in the rain but different direction. &lt;em&gt;Told the both of you to take that big big leaf to cover your heads alrd, don't listen to me!&lt;/em&gt; But it's okay, I love walking in the rain :) Haha. And thank you &lt;em&gt;Zeng&lt;/em&gt; for taking 156 with me though you had a straight bus to your Grandmama's house. Heh, well done! Smsing Meiting, and Meiting rmbed Weiyi :O Haha. Met Tracie and went MACs like again. Then saw Dawn and another snr :/ After that went to Tracie's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Sorry &lt;em&gt;Zeng, &lt;/em&gt;I forgot to resist my temptation (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, I think this is funny;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yenjin; all that aches says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAH LAO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yenjin; all that aches says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then got people want to name fa ru xue on youtube&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yenjin; all that aches says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you kow what they put&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yenjin; all that aches says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hair like snow &gt;&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, shall reply tags!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaini&lt;/strong&gt; Hahah seriously, I'm okay :D And right! Did you help Zihui to finish everyth? If yes, I'll be very sad and disappointed in you :( Hahah but thanks for helping me with those few sentences uhhh! Lol, you must be strong too! Lovessss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sarahnumbertwo&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks SNT :D Heh, short form :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beehiang&lt;/strong&gt; Yoyo Beehiang! Hahaha jiayou for your matches ahh! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iris&lt;/strong&gt; Hey rockstar :D Yepyep, I'll try to smile more, heh. I won't forget what you said to me at the gate that day! Put Iris in the heart! I rmb lor! THE S-C-A-R. Well done Iris x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my post is damn random but sorry lor, don't know what to write. Okie dokes! Shall go do Guides testwork nowww! Goose cannot! Must do Mr Khoo's homework first x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wan an da jia men!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-931430541249940611?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/931430541249940611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=931430541249940611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/931430541249940611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/931430541249940611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/03/how-selfish.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-7350193808398225057</id><published>2007-04-01T12:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T12:08:35.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;心痛比快乐更真实&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;爱为何这样的讽刺&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我忘了这是第几次&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;一见你就无法坚持&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;孤独比拥抱更真实&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;爱让人失去了理智&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;会不会是我太自私&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;拒绝更寂寞的日子&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;天灰灰会不会&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;让我忘了你是谁&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;夜越黑梦违背&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;难追难回味&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我的世界将被摧毁&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;也许事与愿违&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;累不累睡不睡&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;单影无人相依偎&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;夜越黑梦违背&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;有谁肯安慰&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我的世界将被摧毁&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;也许颓废也是另一种美&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kept humming/singing these 2 songs these few days, for no particular reason. Tralalaas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-7350193808398225057?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/7350193808398225057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=7350193808398225057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/7350193808398225057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/7350193808398225057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/03/kept-hummingsinging-these-2-songs-these.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-8499507588094590536</id><published>2007-03-29T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T22:05:03.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will not make the same mistakes that you did&lt;br /&gt;I will not let myself&lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart so much misery&lt;br /&gt;I will not break the way you did,&lt;br /&gt;You fell so hard&lt;br /&gt;I've learned the hard way&lt;br /&gt;To never let it get that far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am afraid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lose my way&lt;br /&gt;And it's not too long before you point it out&lt;br /&gt;I cannot cry&lt;br /&gt;Because you know that's weakness in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm forced to fake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A smile, a laugh everyday of my life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart can't possibly break&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When it wasn't even whole to start with&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched you die&lt;br /&gt;I heard you cry every night in your sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was so young&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You should have known better than to lean on me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You never thought of anyone else&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You just saw your pain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And now I cry in the middle of the night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the same damn thing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I try my hardest just to forget everything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to let anyone else in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really don't know what to say about you alrd lahhhh x(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-8499507588094590536?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/8499507588094590536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=8499507588094590536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/8499507588094590536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/8499507588094590536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-will-not-make-same-mistakes-that-you.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-4595594597783678235</id><published>2007-03-29T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T21:57:26.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What's wrong mannnnn x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do Math worksheet do the wrong steps. Well done.&lt;br /&gt;Do wrong alrd, cancel then write back the same mistake. Well done.&lt;br /&gt;Walk down the steps fall down. Well done.&lt;br /&gt;Cross the road when the red man is on, then the cars honked at me. Well done.&lt;br /&gt;Walk into the house and bang into the door. Well done.&lt;br /&gt;Go into the toilet and leg gets stuck at the door when it was closing. Well done.&lt;br /&gt;Went to shower without bringing my clothes in. Well done.&lt;br /&gt;Drank from a mug without water. Well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's happening to meeee x( Do everything also got problem. Do everything also wrong. What was I thinking about luh. Goose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost died today lor. I was walking back home then I actually crossed the road while the red man was on. I was like the only soul walking across the road and I didn't realise it. I was walking and walking without realising that I'm not supposed to do so. I was walking at a very slow pace and the cars had to honk at me so loudly that I got a big shock and almost fainted on the spot. Grahgrah x( Luckily tmr's headlines wouldn't be "&lt;em&gt;School girl got knocked down by car&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well done, Sandy. You win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I'm getting sick again D: Well done man. My voice is like half or at least one-third gone alrd. Mr Lim was asking me what happened to my voice and I actually said &lt;em&gt;I'm sick inside.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Sai lorhhhh&lt;/em&gt;. I actually answered that D: Cough cough cough, better not come during CCA tmr lor or else I will just pull out all my hair and faint.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-4595594597783678235?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/4595594597783678235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=4595594597783678235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/4595594597783678235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/4595594597783678235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/03/whats-wrong-mannnnn-x-do-math-worksheet.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-8198727174006459366</id><published>2007-03-28T20:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T20:13:40.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Thank you for the surprise note uh. Haha, gave me so last minute lor. But still, I wanna say a big thank you to you, for being there whenever I'm down. Though the note was short but it means alot to me. I'll try, I promise I will. Thanks dear :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay shall reply some tags here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xiaoen&lt;/strong&gt; Ming tian bu hui geng hao x( Rahrah! Wo hen xin ku okayyy! But still, thanks dear for all that you've done. Lovesss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ruimin&lt;/strong&gt; Maybe we should go to the beach one day as one whole threeeleven :D But of course not to be emo but go out for fun and playyy! Hehheh. Yeah, love and hate relationship x( Oh wells, but thanks for your encouragement! Lovesss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinwen&lt;/strong&gt; Hey there. Um also not I want one right. I also want to be able to smile and laugh loudly but wo ban bu dao x( I'm super &lt;em&gt;idontknowhowtosay&lt;/em&gt; now x( Goose but nvm, xie xie ni junior kek! Wo ai ni :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sarahnumbertwo&lt;/strong&gt; Hehheh, Sarahnumbertwoooo! We are lousy in car racing, Sarahnumberone is the pro :O Lol and I'm not Sandynumberone luh, only got one Sandy please. I'll link you when I'm free :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-8198727174006459366?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/8198727174006459366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=8198727174006459366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/8198727174006459366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/8198727174006459366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/03/thank-you-for-surprise-note-uh.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-459268419391751224</id><published>2007-03-28T20:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T20:03:52.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In days of peace --&lt;br /&gt;sweet smelling summer nights&lt;br /&gt;of wine and song;&lt;br /&gt;dusty pavements burning feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why am I crying, I want to know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can I smile and make it right?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For sixty days and eighty nights&lt;br /&gt;and not give in and lose the fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to the ones that I know,&lt;br /&gt;with whom I can be what I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;Just one week for the feeling to go --&lt;br /&gt;and with you there to help me&lt;br /&gt;then it probably will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I won't go down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;acting the same old play.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give sixty days for just one night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't think I'd make it: but then I might.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to the ones that I know,&lt;br /&gt;with whom I can be what I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just one week for the feeling to go --&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and with you there to help me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then it probably will.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-459268419391751224?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/459268419391751224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=459268419391751224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/459268419391751224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/459268419391751224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/03/in-days-of-peace-sweet-smelling-summer.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-4529349908864621529</id><published>2007-03-28T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T21:07:28.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to go to the beachhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To walk walk and feel the sea breeze. Can lie down and gaze at the stars, though Singapore not many stars D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're so full of troubles and problems, you just want to go to the beach and walk on the sand. To feel the sea breeze and your face, so cool and refreshing. To forget all your troubles as you walk. To think of the wonderful memories you had as you gaze at the stars. To listen to the others when you hear the sound of the waves. To get reminded of the reason why you're sad as you look at the quiet and deserted beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw man, I don't know what I'm talking about in the previous paragraph D: Sounds so weird but nvm! Sighhhhh! I know I'm not to sigh but then there're just too many problems and stuff to think about :'( *Sniffs. You are bringing me down lower and lower each day. Wei shen me :'( You don't have to do that, you could have jolly well carried on with what you're doing. It's really hurting alot. Please be nice and stop doing all these to me :'( I don't wanna get involved with all your stuff, they're difficult to handle cos of youuuu x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's aching more and more each day :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-4529349908864621529?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/4529349908864621529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=4529349908864621529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/4529349908864621529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/4529349908864621529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-want-to-go-to-beachhhh-to-walk-walk_27.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-2255803898834210150</id><published>2007-03-27T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T19:51:33.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why is it always you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long so long, and it's still you. How I wished I was just a normal passerby in your life, how I wished I didn't know you. Then I wouldn't get so sad and disappointed. I guess it's just you, you never change. After so long and you're still like that. I got sad and angry cos of you, she got sad and angry cos of you, they got sad and angry cos of you. It's you, you, you and still you x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say one thing and then you turn over and do another. You don't like others to do that, and why are you doing it yourself? You never know how disappointed others are with you. And I doubt you know that I'm referring to you right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm not happy with it but I still have to show you that I'm happy. I have to put up a strong front, I have to smile and laugh like I'm really happy in front of you. Faking a smile isn't easy at all. After you walk away, I just return to my old self, the smile just wears off. I hate to be like this but I don't have a choice. Why don't you teach me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, it's love and hate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-2255803898834210150?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/2255803898834210150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=2255803898834210150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/2255803898834210150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/2255803898834210150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/03/why-is-it-always-you-so-long-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-6221078911328101887</id><published>2007-03-22T20:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T20:20:57.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>COUGHHHH &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cough cough cough. Can't you just stop coughing for one day!? Grahhh, I'm so pissed with myself. I'm super tired, physically and mentally :( I think I cough until no energy alrd lor! Dumbdumb. Tired mentally :( Sigh, &lt;em&gt;zhen de zhen de hen lei le. &lt;/em&gt;I want to cry on someone's shoulderrrrr :( Who's willing to get their shoulder wet? Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back on Monday, it was damn stupid. Didn't go to school so I was at home and all I did was to eat, sleep, medicine, pee, eat, sleep, pee, medicine... I feel like a typical patient cannnn :( I'm not lah, obviously :D I was only &lt;strong&gt;abit&lt;/strong&gt; sick :O Hehheh. Lucky I'm only left with the flu and sore throat :D Mr Fever went home alrd :D Cheers man. I thought he went home on Tuesday alrd but then he came back to visit ytd during lesson time lor! Tsk tsk. Maybe he left someth behind and came back to collect. But don't worry, after my check ytd, he won't come back again :D Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoh! And right, having no voice is &lt;u&gt;pathetic&lt;/u&gt;, very sad :( Haha. As in really no voice lor, dumbdumb x( Lucky my voice came back today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh goose D: I suddenly don't feel like blogging. &lt;em&gt;Dui bu qi da jia men &lt;/em&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaini&lt;/strong&gt; Haha till now, I haven't started :O I think she forgot all about it alrd lor, tsk. Hahaha anw, going to buy file, tell me okayy! And this Saturday howwww :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zihui&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;YAO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; ZIHUI (x Hahah you got your hug and thanks for that hug! Heh, lovess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinwen&lt;/strong&gt; Eh! I'm not a goose lor! And of course I can eat ice-cream lahhhhhhhh :D Thanks for your concern these few days about my &lt;em&gt;bing&lt;/em&gt;, lovesss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yining&lt;/strong&gt; Ayyyy! I not &lt;em&gt;ti ruo duo bing lorrrrrr&lt;/em&gt; :( I'm healthy. Hahaha :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rumin&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks dear :D Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xiaoen&lt;/strong&gt; I DIDN'T SEE YOU LOR! Tsk tsk. Haha and I'm all healthy and good now :D Or at least, healthier than ytd. Your friend: &lt;em&gt;She cannot talk or she don't want to talk&lt;/em&gt;. Goose lor your friend :( Make me sad. Hahaha! Anw, &lt;em&gt;xie xie ni de guan xin&lt;/em&gt;, lovesss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-6221078911328101887?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/6221078911328101887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=6221078911328101887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/6221078911328101887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/6221078911328101887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/03/coughhhh-cough-cough-cough.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-2331740844329289112</id><published>2007-03-18T18:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T18:03:45.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't been blogging here for some time. Decided that I won't abandon this blog for the time being :D Cos &lt;em&gt;da jia men&lt;/em&gt; so hardworking and nice, tag me even though I didn't update so I shall be nice and update too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today's horrible for me man. Woke up with high fever and throat infection. And then later in the afternoon, I had flu :O That was so crap okay, didn't take breakfast, then lunch I ate a few mouths then never eat alrd. Sigh, supposed to be resting now but then I have to do work so no choice I'm here at the com. And since I'm at the com alrd, I might as well blog alil' right :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, I was damn &lt;em&gt;xing fu&lt;/em&gt; ytd :D Went out with Gillian and we ate boats from BreadTalk! Yohoho. And fishballs too :D Fishballs and boats rock our socks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goose, can't stand it alrd. Shall just reply tags and turn off the com :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanda&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha goose meal :O You cook for me okay! Hahaha happy goosey day. Lovelove!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Katherine&lt;/strong&gt; Katherine tong xueeeeee :D I miss sitting in front of you lah! Btw you changed url?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinwen&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha hello junior kek :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaini&lt;/strong&gt; Mamamama! Until now I haven't started reading :O Goose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kyna&lt;/strong&gt; Hello Kyna! Hahaha what's with silent reader lor! Okay, I will tag the next time :D And I'm not a hot pink pervert! x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yining&lt;/strong&gt; Hey there! How's your throat? Hehheh, see you tmrw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joey&lt;/strong&gt; Lol, now you know! I rmb! I'm still Elmo! I don't care :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sheena&lt;/strong&gt; Tsk lor, I don't want to read alrd lah! Damn stupid :O Heh. And don't get too pissed with that person :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yenjin&lt;/strong&gt; Yenyen! Hoho. Looking arnd eh? So you found anything? :D Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ruimin&lt;/strong&gt; Hello! Hahah what's with super goose :O Ohmytian. Hahaha! Finally 311's blog is done eh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xiaoen&lt;/strong&gt; Hoha. Yah lah! Mingyi ah, tsk. How can the both of us be lovers lor! Ohmygooseygoose. I almost puked lah that time! Hahaha! And right. Someone always ask me to eat then she herself don't sleeeeep! 1am still dare to tag me uh! Bite you I tell you! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qiuhan &lt;/strong&gt;Hey there! See you tmrw! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S Congrats Meiting! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-2331740844329289112?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/2331740844329289112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=2331740844329289112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/2331740844329289112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/2331740844329289112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/03/havent-been-blogging-here-for-some-time.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-3724881787181705948</id><published>2007-03-13T14:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T14:25:59.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rawrrrrr! I'm hungry D: Didn't take breakfast and lunch's not ready yet. This is so goose, and I know &lt;em&gt;someone's&lt;/em&gt; so gonna kill me if she sees this :O Heh, sorry luh but I promise I'll eat a proper lunch! Cheers to Sandy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to start on holiday homework(s) but then I gave up after awhile, I'm just too lazy to get down to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yay, there's guides tmr :D Who wanna go out after that! Tralala. Oh man, I still don't have my lunch D: I'm too hungry to blog, shall reply tags first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Larissa&lt;/strong&gt; Hahahaha! I won't say thank you you or welcome you one lah! Goose :O Hehheh, see I'm replying your tag alrd :D Lovesss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chuinyin &lt;/strong&gt;YOHOHO x) Yeah man, I will miss you and Marshall. I will miss the times we spent together x) Oh goose, we're the contagious crybabies in our watch :O Hahaha. Lovesssss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xiaoen&lt;/strong&gt; Oleh oleh oleh oleh :D Tmr's Wednesday alrd! Hahaha. Am I really all brave and strong? Maybe not, maybe yes :O Hehheh! And hor! &lt;em&gt;Someone&lt;/em&gt; want to transfer school lor! Goose :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goosey goose! Shenyang just sent me the Chinese doc, for holiday homwork one. Have to read the whole thing, and guess what? It's like &lt;strong&gt;FIFTY-ONE&lt;/strong&gt; pages long lah please :O :O :O *Faints. And note: It's all in &lt;u&gt;Chinese&lt;/u&gt; :O *Double faints.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-3724881787181705948?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/3724881787181705948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=3724881787181705948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/3724881787181705948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/3724881787181705948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/03/rawrrrrr-im-hungry-d-didnt-take.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-4259288365645942047</id><published>2007-03-13T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:47:14.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Second post of the day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alrightey! First of all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YINGLING! My wonderful tablemate! Lovelove!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Heh, so yesterday was threeeleven's class birthday party! :D:D:D We went ruimin's house and the whole thing was funfunfun :D Hehheh. I think we all enjoyed ourselves right :D I rushed out Claudia's present on Saturday despite being so tired after OBS and later realised that Claudia's not going for the party cos of some church stuff :O I was super sad okay! Goose me. But nvm, can give her when school reopens :D And I received my present from Shenyang, xie xie ni! :D And the stupid Weiyi lah, made me scream cos of Ruimin's dog. I was scared but not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; scared, then Weiyi got so frightened that she made me very frightened too. Dumbdumb :O I think Kaini's the best. She's not scared of stray/wild dogs but she's scared of pet dogs. Hahahah, so goose lah please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After yesterday, I realised that Weiyi's a better ice-cream eater than Kaini. Goose lor Kaini. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went home with Qiuhan, Jasmine and Weili. Weili left at the MRT station to wait for her parents. Then the 3 of us took MRT home. We're calculating how much time we will take to get home and for me, I'll reach home after 11. Then later Jasmine said police will catch me cos I'm under 16 and it's past 11. I wasn't scared to go home late cos anyway it's not the first time but I was super scared that the police would chase after me :O Hahaha but luckily, nothing happened to me of course :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shall upload the photos into threeleven's shutterfly acc now :D I should do English 习字 from now on cos I always spell threeeleven as threeleven/threeelven. Too many 'e's alrd luh (x Hahaha, cool man, English 习字. But it's gonna be so damn goose :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lastly, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040907389533996434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KF1W20dw_TY/RfTmkBrQxZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dEa46E6kYFA/s200/2007_0311PARTY3110064.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040907840505562530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KF1W20dw_TY/RfTm-RrQxaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wIOL6dla59w/s200/2007_0311PARTY3110065.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THREEELEVEN AGAIN! LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Goose, the rest of the group shots are in Yingci's cam :O Yingci, hurry upload okayyyyy! Hahah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-4259288365645942047?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/4259288365645942047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=4259288365645942047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/4259288365645942047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/4259288365645942047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/03/second-post-of-day-d-alrightey-first-of.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KF1W20dw_TY/RfTmkBrQxZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dEa46E6kYFA/s72-c/2007_0311PARTY3110064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-5668429106172051170</id><published>2007-03-12T13:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T13:09:49.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My first post after OBS :D Haha. I've decided not to blog about OBS day by day, there's too much to say, too much to rmb, too much to forget, to much to love :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I admit I was really really scared before OBS that I even cried when I was just outside Nanyang Audi :( But thanks people for the hugs and encouragement! Now thinking back, like what Oli said to me on the way to OBS, I was really too silly to cry. OBS is so so fun that I wouldn't want to leave the place on the last day :( Everything just past so quickly without us realising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBS had taught alot of precious lessons. I will treasure what I have now, I promise I won't take things for granted from now on. I promise I will keep to the time and not waste precious time. I will treasure the people and loved ones arnd me. I will &lt;strong&gt;be strong&lt;/strong&gt; and not give up halfway. I will have the courage to try new stuff, cos &lt;em&gt;"you cannot discover new lands unless you have the courage to lose sight of the shore". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wonderful memories I had in OBS will forever be in my heart and I won't forget them. I won't forget Marshall, my wonderful watch. I won't forget my wonderful watchmates who were there for me when I need them. I won't forget my wonderfully wonderful instructor Iskandar who was there to take care of me when I was sick. I won't forget how nice and tolerant Iskandar was towards our watch. I won't forget how caring my fellow threeeleveners and friends were towards me when they saw me crying at camp site 3. There's too much to rmb, so much that I can go on and on non-stop. I will never forget everything that happened at OBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ubin, a place full of wonderful moments. Lovelovelove!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-5668429106172051170?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/5668429106172051170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=5668429106172051170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/5668429106172051170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/5668429106172051170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-first-post-after-obs-d-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-117293315498503329</id><published>2007-03-04T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T22:45:55.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We were strangers&lt;br /&gt;Starting out on a journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never dreaming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What we'd have to go through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here we are&lt;br /&gt;And I'm suddenly standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one told me&lt;br /&gt;I was going to find you&lt;br /&gt;Unexpected&lt;br /&gt;What you did to my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I lost hope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You were there to remind me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is a road&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I want to keep going&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river&lt;br /&gt;I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll be there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the world stops turning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll be there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the storm is through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were strangers&lt;br /&gt;On a crazy adventure&lt;br /&gt;Never dreaming&lt;br /&gt;How our dreams would come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now here we stand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unafraid of the future&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road&lt;br /&gt;And I want to keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river&lt;br /&gt;I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;When the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;When the storm is through&lt;br /&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew there was somebody somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Like me alone in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Now I know my dream will live on&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing's gonna tear us apart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road&lt;br /&gt;And I want to keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river&lt;br /&gt;I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;When the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;When the storm is through&lt;br /&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road and I wanna keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river I wanna keep going on....&lt;br /&gt;Starting out on a journey&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road and I wanna going&lt;br /&gt;Love is river I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the beginning with you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-117293315498503329?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/117293315498503329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=117293315498503329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117293315498503329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117293315498503329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/03/we-were-strangers-starting-out-on.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-117293140391850052</id><published>2007-03-04T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T22:16:43.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OBS in 2 days' time :O Goose. I'm excited but scared, happy but sad, looking forward but nervous. This is getting so super goose man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh just rmbed that I'm supposed to call Weiyi. Hahaha ohwells, it's not impt cos we'll end up crapping for very long. She's at some party now? So I think I should be nice and not disturb her :D Good girl. Hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBS packing has been going on quite well, but I'm sure that I'll still do last minute stuff. Well, can't blame me, that's Sandy. Hoha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; :( Why did you have to go off when I needed you the most? :( I was just about to talk to you then you said you had to go off :( Oh goose. I'm feeling sad now. But I can't be sad, I don't want to be sad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard from Weiyi that Eva mistook a sec4 senior for me and called my name out loud :O Goose, guess it's one of the PGA seniors. Oh my goose can. We're trying to guess who's the senior but couldn't get it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yolala, shall go eat bananas now, didn't take dinner. I was eating a banana this afternoon then I don't know what I'm thinking at that point of time that I ate the banana even without peeling off the skin. So I ended up eating the banana with the skin :O So goose please! How dumb can I get lah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-117293140391850052?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/117293140391850052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=117293140391850052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117293140391850052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117293140391850052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/03/obs-in-2-days-time-o-goose.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-117249562785388989</id><published>2007-02-27T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T21:13:47.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hehheh, I think I'm such a nice human being. I helped Jiale do a survey. At first I thought what survey and it turned out to be a &lt;em&gt;toothpaste&lt;/em&gt; survey. Damn cool huh. But quite fun to do lah :D Then being a nice human being, I helped another person. I helped Huimin, I did her a favour :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh goose man. Liondance came to my class today and I was so super ultra scared okay that I couldn't speak for a moment :O My eardrums went numb for awhile and Xiaoen said she went deaf :O Abit sad lor, if really that case. Then she wouldn't be able to hear &lt;strong&gt;the pot calling the kettle black&lt;/strong&gt;! Oh goose, cool man I linked it so well :D Claps for Sandy! "&lt;em&gt;Huh, clap what?&lt;/em&gt;" Haha, Xiaoen. Okay, sorry I should stop it and stop being mean to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling not good now. Shall reply tags then stop blogging alrd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I brought this all upon myself&lt;/em&gt;, yes I'm right man, for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sarah &lt;/strong&gt;Heh you're welcome sa-the-rah :D Rmb when I called you that outside the hall, my friend thought I was calling her :O Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanda&lt;/strong&gt; Madam Lim! Ay I think Madam Lim suits you! (x Okay, hahaha don't eat goose! It's precious! :D And I'm not goose so stop calling me goose please (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinwen&lt;/strong&gt; HUH?! Really was shown on TV? Goose, so cool man. Hahaha and ignore Amanda, she's mad man. She wouldn't want goose for dinner, she wants library books! :D Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xiaoen&lt;/strong&gt; Yoho. You're very the welcome :D At first I thought it looked gross lor. Hahaha, glad you liked it :D The one you gave me is in my file, first page :D Stares at it every single day :D See doctor if you have to okay :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-117249562785388989?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/117249562785388989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=117249562785388989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117249562785388989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117249562785388989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/02/hehheh-i-think-im-such-nice-human.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-117239505126304436</id><published>2007-02-26T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T17:17:31.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's raining outside now. Raining so heavily that I couldn't even see the houses a distance away. The rain is so strong that it seperates two from each other, even though they're so near. &lt;em&gt;I guess it's just the same, so alike. &lt;/em&gt;The weather changes from time to time, day to day but there will always be a rainbow at the end. I hope this is true :D Heh, okay I think I sound stupid cos most people won't get what I'm talking about. But never the mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a sore throat now, super pain. Goose man, this morning I couldn't speak at all. My voice was like so goosey :O But it's getting better, shall drink more honey water. Haha. Hopefully it recovers by tmr ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IH test :O I don't know how to study for it and it's so goose. Who wants to save me D: Oh I have smth to say, Amanda is so obssessed with libraries that she wanted to eat the books for dinner! Ohsogoose :O Amanda, please don't do that. Although veggies are healthy and edible, but I don't think that trees are as healthy and edible. So please don't eat the books okay or you will fall sick :O Choy! Okay haha enough of that. So crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank you so much Charis darling for yesterday. Thank you for agreeing to help perform to replace HuiYan cos she was sick. We really wouldn't know what to do if you weren't there. Thank you for coming down for almost every session to watch the practice and help out. Because you came, you learnt bit by bit each time and so it was not totally new to you. Thank you for your selflessness; you still wanted to perform despite your super duper bad flu which caused you to sneeze umpteen times. Hehheh, really thank you so much :D Lovelovelove superstar! Stars love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tag replies!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheryl Lim Qian Yi&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA. What's with your full name lor! Goose. Ay tell you smth. Yesterday for guides, we went to Indoor Stadium for Thinking Day Rally. Then right! they kept mentioning GGS, which means Girl Guides Singapore. Then I was wondering why does GGs sound so familiar and it was then I realised that GGS has got smth to do with Miss Cheryl Lim Qian Yi and her mango tango. Hahahah! (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinwen&lt;/strong&gt; Haha. Stop calling me goose lah :( Very sad you know! Hahaha. And btw you are what ah? Dustpan ah? Haha, sorry lah can't rmb alrd. And yah lah! Tipsy! Goose you and Xiaoen! Hid Tipsy in Xiaoen's bag, if Xiaoen forgot about it then I wouldn't be able to see Tipsy until tmr alrd lor! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charis&lt;/strong&gt; Heh welcome darling :D Take care of your little nose alright! Loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xiaoen&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah it's all over but I won't forget the times having fun with you and your batchmates during rehearsals ;) I miss you too, hehheh. &lt;em&gt;Bu yong jin, ming tian jiu hui kan dao ni he da jia le!&lt;/em&gt; Yayy. Yep, ___ was right, learnt alot of impt and meaningful stuff. &lt;em&gt;Our hearts have been trained in the school of compassion. Always a needed trait in this world.&lt;/em&gt; Simple yet meaningful :D Pots and kettles, similar. Heh, both can be put on the stove with fire. Useful! To cook food and boil water! Hohum. Take care ah! So we can go for our walk together soon ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go do some &lt;strong&gt;important&lt;/strong&gt; stuff now. Byeeeee :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-117239505126304436?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/117239505126304436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=117239505126304436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117239505126304436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117239505126304436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-raining-outside-now.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-117239257113697411</id><published>2007-02-26T08:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T16:36:11.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, Thinking Day parade is over. Thinking Day Pageant is over. What we've been working so hard for is over. So many sessions of practices and and hard work, and it all ended yesterday. Pageant. We've been practising so hard so for many hours, so many sessions and it all ended yesterday within just a short period of two minutes. Somehow, I kinda miss it alrd. I miss gathering the Sec2s together to practice for Pageant, I miss seeing them run from one place to another in the school, I miss seeing them putting in effort to do the thing well :') I really have to say that they did really well yesterday at the Indoor Stadium, seniors are proud of them and we're proud of them. Well done! Before the performance, everyone was so nervous but they still did it in the end. Our hard work was paid off :D Hehheh. And I think, through this whole thing, the Sec2 Batch got more bonded and that's good :D And keep the guiding passion burning, don't blow the flame out, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7182/1179/200/117665/pageant%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-117239257113697411?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/117239257113697411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=117239257113697411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117239257113697411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117239257113697411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/02/alright-thinking-day-parade-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-117215058866901117</id><published>2007-02-23T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T21:23:08.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ohman I feel stalked :O The feeling of being stalked is so uncomfortable :O Goose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, okay enough of that. I'm just scaring myself, right? Right! Hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tomorrow's the day alrd. NYGG jiayou! Though I'm not marching but I swear that I'm supporting you guys all the way. All the best! Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fire drill today and I almost caught fire :O Haha, kidding. Cos we're under the sun and it was super hot. Lmao! And Tsang Wei Yi, I still want to be &lt;i&gt;di4 liang2&lt;/i&gt; :D I don't want to be the last D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lang Arts at EL room again. Heh, I can say that Weiyi and I improved in terms of our behaviour. We paid more attention, reallyreally! We prommise you Mrs Tan, we will be good students! Hahaha :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, parade rehearsal while Xiaoen and I did music with Hongkai again. Sigh, music :( Hongling came back today! She said I looked sad, uh, got meh? Alot of people say I look very sad :/ No lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone just had to cheat my feelings today , of all times, why today?&lt;/em&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh I think is for real one leh! She won't bluff people one lah!"&lt;br /&gt;"No lor, please. It's fake one okay! So fake lah please!"&lt;br /&gt;"But she won't bluff us one! ... ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goose D: Think only that &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; will get what I'm typing, right &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt;? Hehheh. Okay I'm not blaming you okay. You must understand, like what I told you in the sms. Don't worry, loves still! Smilesmile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, Sandy's a POT ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-117215058866901117?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/117215058866901117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=117215058866901117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117215058866901117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117215058866901117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/02/ohman-i-feel-stalked-o-feeling-of.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-117206784726991024</id><published>2007-02-22T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T22:24:07.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BACK TO SCHOOL TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp; HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUISHANNNNN. LOVES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yohoho, I like to go back to school :D The feeling is nice but not when you go to the General Office and see this &lt;em&gt;patient&lt;/em&gt; sitting on the floor D: Goose baobei. Make people so &lt;em&gt;dan xin&lt;/em&gt;. Grah, bite you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I think my First Aid skills are still there! Heh, not bad man. Bandage for Xiaoen, and the thing looks quite alright. Hahaha but it's kinda loose, yes I know :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, got back Math and Chinese paper. Tralaas. Math was &lt;strong&gt;disappointing&lt;/strong&gt; like super very ultra duper disappointing. Never had this kind of marks before :O Okay nvm, it's over. Shan't think too much about it. Then Chinese, wahaha. Amazing man, I actually got an A1 when I couldn't even finish my summary thing. I got a dumb 8 marks for the summary, oh please, what's that man. Heh. And Sarah's the best man, she and her snake (x Hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then CCA. During lunchdrill, Xiaoen and I were like dontknowwhat standing at the atrium there, then walk here and there. Feeling so useless, sigh lah. Then after school, stood at the GO for the whole footdrill session and then song session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xiaoennnn!&lt;/strong&gt; Please please please take good care of yourself, your ankle, your knee, your shoulder, your mouth ulcers and maybe even more! I don't know man :O Goose. And please, a few days doesn't mean &lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt; day alright so take good care :D And our telepathy is simply amazing luh, heh. Loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charisssss! &lt;/strong&gt;Hey darling. I may not know what's going on now. I know you won't say it cos whenever I ask if you're alright. You pretend to be strong and happy when you're totally not. I know faking a smile in front of your friends isn't easy :( But anyway, no matter what. Whether you're willing to tell me or not, just know that I'll always be here for you :D Heh, take care okay and please don't get the &lt;strong&gt;com man&lt;/strong&gt; to come over for such a small and simple matter! Goose you! Haha, lovesss! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-117206784726991024?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/117206784726991024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=117206784726991024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117206784726991024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117206784726991024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/02/back-to-school-today-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-117161841725388985</id><published>2007-02-17T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T17:36:00.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chinese New Year doesn’t seem like Chinese New Year now. Some things just happened at the wrong time. I wished I wouldn’t have to talk about it again but ohwells. Talked to Amanda about lots of stuff today, from this to that and that to this, and realised that it all revolves around the same topic. Feeling so helpless and useless, what can I do? What can I do to change the state we’re in now? Not that I don’t wanna do but I just don’t know how to do, I just don’t know how and where to start. Sigh, I hope this is not getting from bad to worse but improving. What is happening to me at the other end of the room? No one knows I guess. Just to let you know that, I’m not giving up, so you should do the same. Not that I wanna shut my mouth up and not talk but it’s not easy to talk things out just like that, I hope you can understand. Give me more time perhaps? Things will turn out fine in the end, I hope… We’ll be seeing a rainbow at the end, I promise; all I need is more time and a teeny weeny bit of &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;. There’s too much to say, too much to do, too much to express :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-117161841725388985?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/117161841725388985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=117161841725388985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117161841725388985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117161841725388985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/02/chinese-new-year-doesnt-seem-like.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-117154919498448497</id><published>2007-02-16T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T17:35:20.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You don’t know how much you mean to me. I’ve got too much to say, I don’t know how to say, I don’t know how to start. Mixed feelings now, things are just so complicated. Okay, I’ve sent you whatever I want to say alrd, or maybe it’s not all. I was tearing as I typed that, cos I realised how stupid I was. Cos I realised how loved I was. Cos I realised how important you are to me. Just wanna let you know that, I will always be there for you too, be it to give you a tissue to wipe away your tears, to lend you a shoulder to cry on or to give you a big warm hug. No matter what happens, I’ll be by your side, ready to lend a helping hand :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evebiosliabo! Flying hugs!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my sunshine, my only sunshine;&lt;br /&gt;You make me happy when skies are grey,&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know dear, how much I love you;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't take my sunshine away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-117154919498448497?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/117154919498448497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=117154919498448497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117154919498448497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117154919498448497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-dont-know-how-much-you-mean-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-117136868285958292</id><published>2007-02-14T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T20:11:22.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Although BNAE killer is the BNAE killer but I still love her, alot alot :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me smile :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-117136868285958292?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/117136868285958292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=117136868285958292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117136868285958292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117136868285958292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/02/although-bnae-killer-is-bnae-killer.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-117117986768076567</id><published>2007-02-12T07:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T15:44:27.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Charis and I can also write poems! We can fight with Amanda alrd! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;desserts are nice, so are we!&lt;br /&gt;desserts help people destress, and so do we!&lt;br /&gt;stressed on how to destress, take C &amp; S!&lt;br /&gt;desserts make you happy, and so do we!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know it's gay but we also know it rocks, yay. I love Charis! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-117117986768076567?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/117117986768076567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=117117986768076567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117117986768076567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117117986768076567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/02/charis-and-i-can-also-write-poems-we.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-117117661200476876</id><published>2007-02-12T06:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T14:50:12.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tag replies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suying &lt;/strong&gt;Yoyoyo. Hahaha, how can you call me woman lor! Tsk tsk. But nvm, I'm nice and friendly :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xiaoen&lt;/strong&gt; Hey there baobei! Haha, alot of people missing me leh! (x Flying hugs rmb! Our hugs can flyyyyy! Powerful hugs (x I can do rollcall okay! Now my knee okay alrd, don't believe show you on monday. My knee is powerful now! Hoho. BNAE ADG x( I don't like cannnn! Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Larissa&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha, &lt;strong&gt;today &lt;/strong&gt;morning and &lt;strong&gt;today &lt;/strong&gt;afternoon. Rocks totally man (x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-117117661200476876?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/117117661200476876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=117117661200476876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117117661200476876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117117661200476876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/02/tag-replies-suying-yoyoyo.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-117111567871232457</id><published>2007-02-11T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T21:54:38.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just showered and I feel so fresh and nice and er, wonederful? Haha anw I was talking on the phone with Kaini then I started laughing damn weirdly, Kaini heard me and she started laughing too. And that kuku Zihui at the back was laughing so damn loudly that I oculd even hear her. Tsk lor, anw the 3 of us may be going out together next week :D Zihui's dman excited, yes I know. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I met Kaini after my x-ray today. Went Bishan library to revise Math, then saw some ex-CFPS people. After that, went Junction8 to shop for some presents. The both of us laughed &lt;u&gt;alot&lt;/u&gt; lah, especially when we bought Z****'s and W****'s presents. HAHAHA. Okay then we met &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;alot alot alot alot alot&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of Luo Zhi Xiang's fans. They were like clogging up the whole place luh x( Then met Gaomin's that good friend and she was asking me what's happening, then I was like &lt;em&gt;I don't know, haha.&lt;/em&gt; They were running from one end to the other that Kaini and I had to give way to them -.- Tsk lor. We didn't know that Luo Zhi Xiang was at Junction 8 until we saw the long queue when we walked to the library. Then later Weiyi came to meet us after her training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't be sad Weiyi! Smileeeeeeeee x) If you're sad, the kulus family will be sad too. Heh heh, stay cheerful. Lovelove! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh class breakfast on Friday! Class breakfast was a blast man :D 311's class breakfast rocks totally :D Thank you Mrs Tan for being so nice and nicey :D We ate in class, watched movie and took &lt;strong&gt;alot&lt;/strong&gt; of photos. Then ordered pizzas and garlic bread for lunch. Ate after lunch time though, in the canteen and saw Tricia, Huibin, Xiuwen etc. Huibin owes me smth, penguin lollipop. Heh. Then went back class to watch movie again then yep. Shall not upload the photos, too many to upload alrd. Maybe I'll save all and upload all together. 311 is loveeeee! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shall not reply tags &lt;u&gt;this time&lt;/u&gt;, sorry people. But thanks for tagging, loves!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-117111567871232457?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/117111567871232457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=117111567871232457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117111567871232457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117111567871232457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/02/just-showered-and-i-feel-so-fresh-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-117076905619708331</id><published>2007-02-07T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T21:37:36.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think my grandma is weird D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me she put the &lt;em&gt;hongbaos&lt;/em&gt; with little pigs pictures into the fridge. And I was like HUH?! Lol, and guess what's the reason? She said that she was afraid the pork would turn bad if left outside D: Ohman, I think my grandma is funny and yet, weird D: Hahaha, retarded can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, Bio test tmr, wish me luck man. My brain's most of the time switched off for Bio lessons :x And how great can this get lah? First lesson, speech; Second lesson, Bio test D: But luckily third lesson is recess! What a nice lesson :D Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rah, I'm getting a little emo again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why do you have to show off what you have now? You know I'm not feeling good and yet you're taking this chance to make me even more depressed. Just what's your problem. Grah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-117076905619708331?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/117076905619708331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=117076905619708331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117076905619708331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117076905619708331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-think-my-grandma-is-weird-d-she-told.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-117067063690406364</id><published>2007-02-06T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T18:17:16.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think Li Wen Juan Laoshi very cute :D&lt;br /&gt;Heard that some time ago, she told 309 to read a passage, then no one read and guess what she said?&lt;br /&gt;"Nvm, don't be sad"  ; in Chinese though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, don't you think she's cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm like almost done with Chemistry revision alrd. It seems like there's nothing much to study :/ Something's wrong with me. Oh yah! Chemical formulas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; I don't want Mr Kuo to kick my butt&lt;/i&gt; D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just read Miss Teng's email with the lady in charge for Thinking day and realised that the beret we're using now, is not called beret. It's called hat D: Ohman, very weird. I think beret sounds so much better please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TAGS REPLY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Larissa&lt;/b&gt; Are you sure you're still young and mature D: Erhem erhem! *Clears throat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hsinying&lt;/b&gt; Thanks Hsinying! Lovelove! I miss being in the same subcamp as you! So fun please and rmb that day we're drawing stuff with Jolene? Happy memories :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chinwen&lt;/b&gt; Hahaha, cute right! Lol. Yah, no moo moo, but nvm. I got Tipsy with me now :D Are you jealous! Heh. Tall hair woman D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rah&lt;/b&gt; Yo Rahrah! Yep, Threeeleven is loveeee! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nice Qingdi&lt;/b&gt; Yay, I'm so smart! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-117067063690406364?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/117067063690406364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=117067063690406364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117067063690406364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117067063690406364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-think-li-wen-juan-laoshi-very-cute-d.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-117056979547955568</id><published>2007-02-05T06:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T14:16:35.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shall blog about happier stuff today :D &lt;em&gt;No point getting sad everyday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so 311 had flag day ytd, together with 310. Heh, and we had class breakfast in the morning before going for the flag day. The first class breakfast was quite successful cos only arnd 5 people didn't turn up. We spent a long time finding a place to eat, and we made &lt;u&gt;alot&lt;/u&gt; of noise while walking from City Hall station to Suntec. Tsk, haha. In the end, we went foodcourt, cos most of the shops were not opened yet. The few of us went to get Macs and ate them in the foodcourt :/ Haha. Then later flag day, but I left earlier to go for pageant rehearsal at MGS. Also heard that 311 won with 750g per person while 310 had 400g per person. Lol, it's for charity but. Haha. Was sad that I couldn't complete the flag day with 311 but I still love 311.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREEELEVEN IS LOVE!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left very early but I was still alittle late for the pageant thing. Was supposed to meet them at 0145 at KAP but then there wasn't enough time so they went first. Thank you Amanda for waiting for me the bus stop before walking in with me :D Lovelove! Saw you reading your Chem notes. Haha, hardworking girl. Also, thanks for having rehearsal with the Sec2s while I was having flag day. Thank you so much for all your hard work :D During the second rehearsal, I was without shoes cos Xinyun wore Xiaoen's, Xiaoen wore Chinwen's and Chinwen wore mine. Why? Cos Xinyun forgot to bring white shoes. Haha but rehearsals still went on well and I'm proud of the Sec2s! Heh, jiayou for your tests and the further rehearsals! Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiaoen and Chinwen love my moomoo, Tipsy :D Hoho. They learnt how to be good nannies! Okay, Xiaoen, Xinyun and I were waiting for &lt;strong&gt;156&lt;/strong&gt; at the MGS bus stop then after a long time, the smart me realised that there wasn't any 156 at that particular bus stop. Tsk, so we went to Nanyang bus stop and took 156 to Bishan J8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then went home and smsed Xiaoen as told to.&lt;br /&gt;;&lt;em&gt; Different faces, One hearbeat&lt;/em&gt;. Yay. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tags reply!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Larissa&lt;/strong&gt; Heh woman! Thanks, I'll try to cheer up :D Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinwen&lt;/strong&gt; Junior Kek! Okay where's your company, I'll visit it one day :D Make sure the results are good okay! And yeah, xie xie. Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yenjin&lt;/strong&gt; Heh, thanks for being there, always :D Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lydia&lt;/strong&gt; :D Yo! Thanks for your concern! Love! And you know, I could hear you and Shuhui while doing footdrill on Tuesday some time ago. Lol. So loud please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hk&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks darling mortal! Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nice qingdi &lt;/strong&gt;Lol. I think I know who you are but again, I don't think I know. Are you ****? But then your typing style like not the same leh. Haha. Anw, thanks alot! Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xiaoen&lt;/strong&gt; Yo baobei. Heh; Different faces, One hearbeat! Haha, you should sit lor, not me. You and your tailbone! And wrist! And dontknowwhat else. Lol, go see doctor lah if not you also cannot do footdrill lor, and still say what sit with me at one side. Tsk. You still counting down ah! Bleh :( You take care and jiayou too! Tipsy! Hoho. Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jieyi&lt;/strong&gt; JIEYI! I miss you and 206! Haha. Okay thanks! Love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-117056979547955568?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/117056979547955568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=117056979547955568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117056979547955568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117056979547955568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/02/shall-blog-about-happier-stuff-today-d.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-117033981876316244</id><published>2007-02-02T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T22:23:38.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why is it always about you? It's never Sandy, it's always you, you, you and you. Everyone thinks like what, you're the only sad one and the only sad soul living arnd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must you take everything away from me? First it was &lt;em&gt;that, &lt;/em&gt;then &lt;em&gt;another that, &lt;/em&gt;and now &lt;em&gt;this.&lt;/em&gt; I'm left with nothing now, everything goes to you. So are you happy now to have everything? I may look happy and cheerful on the outside, but it feels as if I'm all alone inside. Nobody knows the feeling, I don't think anyone knows. Do you know that because of you, I changed alot this year? Not to say them, I, myself, also don't know where the cheerful and lively Sandy went to. I miss laughing and smiling like before, I miss having &lt;em&gt;true&lt;/em&gt; friends arnd/ beside me, always there to lend a helping hand. Now, I'm left with nothing. I think about it, I cry, why is that so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think that the person I'm talking about is &lt;em&gt;you, &lt;/em&gt;then maybe it's really you. But you never know the truth, cos Sandy is so full of lies and everything now. She's really tired, tired of wearing &lt;em&gt;that ugly&lt;/em&gt; mask. When can I ever remove that mask and be &lt;u&gt;myself&lt;/u&gt; once again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;# When all's a lie;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-117033981876316244?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/117033981876316244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=117033981876316244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117033981876316244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117033981876316244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/02/why-is-it-always-about-you-its-never.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-117025058282378652</id><published>2007-02-01T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T21:48:46.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why is it always me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must things all happen at the same time? I wouldn't mind if they're good stuff but sadly, they're not. Thought I could do footdrill finally and what happened? At this point of time, my knee just had to give me problems again. And know, it's not only the knee. What's happening? Then my body temperature is mad. My hands are so super cold and yet my face is so super hot. Am I having a cold or a fever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's not like I want this to happen and make everyone miserable right. Maybe it was really my very own fault right the beginning to talk and mention about it. Charis said it was not wrong to mention about it but it's like, why did things turn out this way? Who's going to give me an answer? Or maybe, I should be the one giving myself a good answer. I owe her an explanation, I owe myself an explanation, I owe everyone an explanation. I know you guys don't want to see things like this but then, it's really not easy. Not that I wanna be mean and evil but I really can't bring myself to laugh and smile like before. It's not cos of you, but it seems like I've been faking a smile all along when I'm with others too. I want things to go back to normal as well, but how? I started it first, so maybe I should be the one taking the first step? I'm dumb, will someone teach me how? It feels like I'm all alone here, without anyone. Okay, my keyboard is getting wet, I don't wish to continue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-117025058282378652?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/117025058282378652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=117025058282378652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117025058282378652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117025058282378652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/01/why-is-it-always-me-why-must-things.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-117007064179906486</id><published>2007-01-30T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T19:53:46.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am I happy now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, myself don't even know the answer. I can be smiling and laughing away on one side but who actually knows that I'm feeling terrible on the other side? I don't wanna think about this anymore. I'm tired, I'm really very tired. Who's gonna be there to lend me a helping hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm the evil one. Ohwells! Thinking it over and over again, I shouldn't have said all that. You're not the selfish and stupid one, I am. Don't feel sorry or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her tears were hidden at the back of her eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to save me? Went to the doctor after the IH lecture today and my knee got bandaged again. Crap! And it seems like I twisted my butt or smth :/ How am I going to do footdrill again tmr? It seems like I've not marched for a thousand years and the feeling is damn terrible. Feeling so useless and weak, and I don't even know if I'm able to march on Thinking Day. I can just go and bang my head and die right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One after another&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's wrong with me. Even during geog presentation today, I wanted to say &lt;em&gt;government&lt;/em&gt; but ended up saying &lt;em&gt;javament. &lt;/em&gt;Cos we talked about Java, and the worst thing was that I didn't know I made a mistake, tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thank you Charis for being there all the while. Sorry for wasting your time this morning, when I didn't even say much. But still, thanks for letting me know that there's at least someone out there who really cares :D You're such a dear you know! Stars love!&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;I like Charis, I think Charis is nice."&lt;/em&gt; Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Love is a chain; Hope is a weed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-117007064179906486?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/117007064179906486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=117007064179906486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117007064179906486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/117007064179906486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/01/am-i-happy-now-i-myself-dont-even-know.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-116996133600050514</id><published>2007-01-29T05:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T13:17:34.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chinwen said blogging is smth like doing your own reflections for the day, ohwells, I guessed so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it wasn't your fault. You had your own rights on doing what you want and like. I can't control you, you're not my pet or whatever. You're just a normal person, a friend; or maybe even a good friend. I don't know, my mind is in a swirl now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were watching &lt;em&gt;Amazing Stories&lt;/em&gt; the other day at the English room and there was this story about not being too possessive over smth or someone. I guess it's true. Being too possessive over someone, and you will end up hurting yourself. It's not like I want this to happen right. You can go arnd telling others and they will come to me asking me why I did that. It's not a good feeling to have everyone coming to you and asking you questions as if it's your fault. A few times, I almost cried. Don't make yourself sound so pathetic and everything, you're not the only one who's hurt. I'm not feeling good either. You're not weak and you're not meant to be bullied. I know sometimes it doesn't seem like a joke but please, don't take every single word for real, it's silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't come running to me only when you need me or when you have no one to talk to. And when you have them, you ignore me totally and take it as if I'm transparent. Walking past, laughing and giggling away, what was that suppose to mean? I think maybe you yourself, don't even have the answer. A few times, I wanted to walk over but it would be so out of place and weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please, I'm not pissed or angry. Maybe I'm shouldn't take it all out on you. Maybe it was my mistake, my bad character, my bad habit, all my fault. I really don't know what you want. Sometimes, you're here by me all the while, and I'm really grateful. But sometimes, you just disappear to nowhere when you have them. I can tell you that it's terrible inside. You can call it jealousy maybe? Ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, thought it over and I'm gonna learn to let go, and maybe let go of everything? Ha easier said than done. I don't wanna let this these crap bother me anymore, I know it's not worth it. I want to quit and leave &lt;em&gt;this game&lt;/em&gt;, it's tiring, very tiring. You can go on with the game, but leave me out please. I'll just live each day as it is, trying to feel numb towards everything. How I wished I could be just as innocent and ignorant, without knowing anything so all these wouldn't have happened and things would stay the same. After everything, I'm definitely not saying it's all your fault, I have my mistakes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must something happen after another? Things were starting to turn out fine this side but at the other side, things were horrible. Why must we all have problems? Can we lead a beautiful life without all these? I know the answer is no and it's silly to do so but I still hope that it'll happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be thinking why I'm like this when you did nothing. Ha, frankly speaking, I don't even know what I'm saying, maybe stress and many things have been affecting and bothering me too much recently. And lastly, I'm &lt;u&gt;sorry&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Behind the crowd, there she is at the corner weeping. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-116996133600050514?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/116996133600050514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=116996133600050514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116996133600050514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116996133600050514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/01/chinwen-said-blogging-is-smth-like.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-116995789495720142</id><published>2007-01-29T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T14:00:57.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just deleted the &lt;u&gt;whole&lt;/u&gt; chunk of words, I don't know what's wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay yesterday was Apex flag day, doing flag day with batchmates was fun. It was quite alright, except that we got super tired after a few hours, especially with those heavy tins. But I'm sure we all enjoyed it alot. I left my cowcow; Tipsy, with Rachel Chng and Mingyi at the Tanjong Pagar station and when we returned, Mingyi told me that Rachel did smth to Tipsy :O And I couldn't figure out what had happened to Tipsy. Except that the tail was like short of one &lt;em&gt;tiao2&lt;/em&gt;. Lol! Okay then returned tins and went for lunch at Tiong Bahru Plaza, ate Mos. After that walked to Apex Centre to count money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting money was tedious. Thank you Shuli, Amanda and Xinyi for helping to find the missing tin. Sorry, I caused all the trouble, think I heard Amanda wrongly :/ But lucky in the end, we still found it and we were all super happy. Okay then helped out with other stuff. The Apex Centre cooked dinner for us and after eating, we continued again. Went back at arnd 8plus or 9, can't rmb.&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was also the pageant rehearsal at MGS, Amanda and I couldn't make it cos of flag day. But the Sec2s still made it in the end, well done! Heard things went well and I'm super proud of them. Jiayou for the rest of the rehearsals alright! Lovelove! Heard from Xiaoen and Chinwen that they saw our clones :/ Haha and the most &lt;em&gt;xiang4&lt;/em&gt; one was Charis and her clone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay shall end here. I think this post is very crap, ohwells. My mind is not functioning well anw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-116995789495720142?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/116995789495720142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=116995789495720142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116995789495720142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116995789495720142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/01/just-deleted-whole-chunk-of-words-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-116982043212087488</id><published>2007-01-27T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T22:07:12.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YO MAN, FIRST 2007 POST :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA OKAY BYEBYE! SHALL BLOG ANOTHER TIME :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll edit my links and everything soon too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-116982043212087488?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/116982043212087488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=116982043212087488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116982043212087488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116982043212087488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2007/01/yo-man-first-2007-post-d-haha-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-116738663084545951</id><published>2006-12-30T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T18:03:50.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just read Iris' blog and I totally agree with her, what she said about Jolene leaving. I cried too after reading Jo's blog entry. Why do you have to leave Nanyang? Why do you have to leave NYGG? Why do you have to leave our batch :( I don't wanna be that &lt;em&gt;little child that everyone loves; &lt;/em&gt;I just want Nanny :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7182/1179/200/477516/P1000218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7182/1179/200/369220/guides.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget the times we spent together, be it during CCA sessions or Camp Challenge trainings or Camp Challenge itself etc. You're always the one bringing laughter and joy to our batch or company. I also won't forget the times during Camp Challenge when you were the only brave one who was willing to get rid of the insects and creepy crawlies around us. Although it was kinda disgusting, but you still made us laugh :) I will miss seeing your blur but adorable face. I will miss your &lt;em&gt;hollow clappings&lt;/em&gt; and your wonderful timing during footdrill :) I will miss doodling and drawing with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything that you've given me during these 2 years in guides. I still rmb on the first day of Camp Challenge, your Dad and Mum fetched you to school with &lt;u&gt;tons and tons&lt;/u&gt; of newspapers cos they were afraid we wouldn't have enough. Heh. I will also miss you holding the camera, trying to snap photos of the others. I've got too much to say. I won't forget you, our batch won't forget you, our seniors and juniors won't forget you, the ma'ams won't forget you either. I hope you won't forget us when you're at VJC alright? :) Promise to visit us in future when you're free. We'll go out together in future and I promise I won't hide from the camera anymore :D And it's such a coincidence that my birthday is 1 day before yours, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Jolene, I love nanny forever and forever :) Muacks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-116738663084545951?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/116738663084545951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=116738663084545951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116738663084545951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116738663084545951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-read-iris-blog-and-i-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-116729710388031232</id><published>2006-12-29T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T17:11:43.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man, my brother's watching &lt;em&gt;Totally Spies&lt;/em&gt; and some don't know what show in Chinese. Imagine the casts speaking in Chinese man -.- I was like: Disney Channel? Totally Spies? Chinese? Lmao, my brother's being dumb. Okay anw, I'm super accomplished now cos I've finally packed finished my messy room! Hoho, cheers for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um yep, so we had 206 class party ytd at Larissa's condo's function room. Sort of a belated Christmas party, though it was after Christmas but it was very fun and enjoyable. We were super noisy, even Larissa's brother said he could hear us from his room which is at the 5th level of another block :/ The function room's at the 2nd level of the other block. Lmao, bet the residents were damn pissed with us. So sorry! (&lt;em&gt;Haha, as if they will see this&lt;/em&gt;) Arnd 29 or 30 people went, not the whole class but it was still great :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall blog briefly about the whole thing. Went to Larissa's house to help out earlier. Supposed to reach at 1200 noon. &lt;strong&gt;But&lt;/strong&gt; because I was showering &lt;em&gt;seriously&lt;/em&gt;, I was late. Haha! Think only Larissa and Qianwen knows the reason ;D Sorry lah! Then on the train, this guy was reading his papers near the door and the door closed with his papers between them. So when the train moved, his papers tore :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was late but there's smth I have to say. I made it to Larissa's house alone, despite going for the first time. My sense of direction improved, since the last time I went out with Sheena. That time we were walking arnd in circles lah, lmao. So at her house, her sister finds everything I say amusing -.- Okay we (Qianwen, Cheryl, Yinghui, Yannrong, Jojo and I) slacked at her house, lunched and off to Bukit Panjang Plaza. Went to the Jack's Place there to buy cakes, cos we had the vouchers. After that Larissa and I went to Fairprice to get some frozen food while the rest went to Comics Connection. The both of us were pushing &lt;u&gt;one&lt;/u&gt; trolley -.- Okay so we were almost lost in there cos it was our first time there. Bought some fries, nuggets, fish fingers and chips. After which, we went to get some snacks for ourselves before heading back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at her house, we brought things down to the function room etc. People started to come and the place got noiser and noiser ;) Cheryl, Yinghui, Jojo and Janice went swimming. Ha, Cheryl's swimming costume is damn ke ai :D Last minute, we didn't have drinks cos we couldn't contact Yushi. Called Eva to help find out if Yushi's coming and she said that Yushi won't be coming. In the end, went to Cold Storage at Chancery Court with Lianghui to get drinks. Bought 8 bottles and in the end, we didn't finish all 8 bottles. On the way back was so embarrassing I tell you. We were carrying 4 bottles; 6kg each, we had difficulties boarding the bus , tapping our cards and standing properly. The bus was super crowded and we couldn't balance properly. I stepped on Lianghui's toes and the 2 ladies sitting down were laughing at us :/ But luckily, we made our way back safely :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically we just played games, &lt;em&gt;glutonned&lt;/em&gt;, took photos, exchanged gifts, had a lucky draw and yeah I think that's about it? Can't really rmb cos I have short term memory, heh :D Lucky draw, I got picked and got a Jack's Place voucher. Ha and the few of us who got it, posed and took a photo :D Lol, there're still other prizes. I got Yannrong's present and Allyssa got my present, haha. Got presents/chocolates/sweets from Larissa, Lianghui, Katherine, Jieyi, Qitian and Cheryl. Lianghui bought me a shirt from Bangkok, a green shirt somemore. Lol, looks kinda cute and the word says: relax. Lmao! Playing Twister with Xueyan is super traumatising, the rest were laughing and taking photos of us and the people playing lah :/ Okay after all those &lt;em&gt;yadayada&lt;/em&gt;, went home with Serene and Wenjiao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;short&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; post! Hahaha. I think blogging is boring, ahwell. Okay, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-116729710388031232?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/116729710388031232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=116729710388031232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116729710388031232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116729710388031232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2006/12/man-my-brothers-watching-totally-spies.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-116713684587420315</id><published>2006-12-27T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T20:40:45.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Farewell today :( Damn sad. Boohoo. Cried like usual, pfft. Handover ceremony was alright, except that during the rehearsals, when they called for incoming PLs and PSes, at a point of time I turned when we're not supposed to. So embarrassing! And Chinwen doesn't believe I'm a PS, I shall be more serious in future okay Kek Chinwen! Heh. Hostess was kinda okay, just that I couldn't finish my food and nice nice batchmates helped me with it :D Hoho, then when serving the ma'ams, I was like smiling and smiling non-stop then they all laughed at me D: um, then went to staff lounge with Miss Ong to get the cake for the sec4s :) And she &lt;u&gt;almost&lt;/u&gt; revealed who's my form teacher next year, some LA teacher, Miss &lt;em&gt;smth&lt;/em&gt;. Anw the cake for the sec4s is damn nice! They all wow-ed at cake luh, lol. Alot of little funny things happened today luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna gave me a packet of dontknowwhat biscuits and a card/note, Binny gave a green lighter and a letter, Hongling gave green fork and spoon and knife and a note, so ke ai. Then can't rmb anymore, or don't have alrd? Haha, Meiting gave me a pink balloon, actually got raffia string then she knew I'm allergic to raffia so she took it out and just gave me the balloon. Rachel Goh gave me this huge ball ball thing from the farewell concert. I wanted the other smaller one but she didn't allow :( Then hugged Regina and wiped my tears on her, heh. Hugged Binny, Rachel Goh, Charis (sec4) and can't rmb. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a nice day today, sadness. I cried when I read the cards/notes/letters. I think what Anna and Gaomin wrote were right, knocked sense into me. Especially Anna, thank you for that card or whatever you call it. I promise you you will see the change! And you're like your ex-PL, I will listen to you and change whatever that needs to be improved on :') Binny too, promise you I will &lt;em&gt;zhang da&lt;/em&gt; to be like a sec3 and not ask silly questions in future, &lt;em&gt;like the tree no hair&lt;/em&gt;, lmao! Love all of you :') I'll miss every single one of the sec4s, gluttons :')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-116713684587420315?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/116713684587420315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=116713684587420315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116713684587420315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116713684587420315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2006/12/farewell-today-damn-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-116694427300479359</id><published>2006-12-25T07:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T15:11:13.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heh, went to watch Night at the musuem with cousins on Thursday :) Had guides in the morning then did homework with Zihui in school till about 3plus then went out with her. Took neos again -.- Haha. Then received a call from my brother to ask if I wanna go watch movie with them, so I had to rush home immediately after that. Lol, then I didn't shower, dinner halfway through and I rushed out. Then yeah. Hahah the show's nice, damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hi dumb dumb, I want some gum gum&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So ke ai :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After show went arcade then cold storage -.- Hahaha, nice place to go to. Bought kinder surprise(s)! My toy was the best man. Hahaha. Kenneth's was the worst - a puzzle. Puzzles are nice but his was like so pathetic, lmao. Then Tracie's was not too bad either. Okay then both of them stayed over for 2 nights. Kenneth was being spastic whole day. "&lt;em&gt;I'm damn pissed okay.&lt;/em&gt;" Hahaa, I kept saying that to him. Tracie was nice to help me with some gifts :D Yay. And we watched some ghost show on Tv at night, I got so scared that I hid under the blanket -.- Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so nothing much happened in the past few days. Just that I'm done with Commonwealth essay, Maths and Bio. Physics! Physics FYS, where are you! &lt;em&gt;Huibin, qi pian wo de gan qing!&lt;/em&gt; :( Hah. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, going IKEA later! Hope the farewell gifts will be alive then! Bleah. Heard I'm changing patrol. I don't want! Kingfisher, I want Kingfisher :( Kingfishies rock, tralala :D Lovelovelove!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-116694427300479359?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/116694427300479359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=116694427300479359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116694427300479359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116694427300479359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2006/12/heh-went-to-watch-night-at-musuem-with_24.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-116694404050173130</id><published>2006-12-25T07:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T15:07:20.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heh, went to watch Night at the musuem with cousins on Thursday :) Had guides in the morning then did homework with Zihui in school till about 3plus then went out with her. Took neos again -.- Haha. Then received a call from my brother to ask if I wanna go watch movie with them, so I had to rush home immediately after that. Lol, then I didn't shower, dinner halfway through and I rushed out. Then yeah. Hahah the show's nice, damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hi dumb dumb, I want some gum gum&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So ke ai :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After show went arcade then cold storage -.- Hahaha, nice place to go to. Bought kinder surprise(s)! My toy was the best man. Hahaha. Kenneth's was the worst - a puzzle. Puzzles are nice but his was like so pathetic, lmao. Then Tracie's was not too bad either. Okay then both of them stayed over for 2 nights. Kenneth was being spastic whole day. "&lt;em&gt;I'm damn pissed okay.&lt;/em&gt;" Hahaa, I kept saying that to him. Tracie was nice to help me with some gifts :D Yay. And we watched some ghost show on Tv at night, I got so scared that I hid under the blanket -.- Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so nothing much happened in the past few days. Just that I'm done with Commonwealth essay, Maths and Bio. Physics! Physics FYS, where are you! &lt;em&gt;Huibin, qi pian wo de gan qing!&lt;/em&gt; :( Hah. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, going IKEA later! Hope the farewell gifts will be alive then! Bleah. Heard I'm changing patrol. I don't want! Kingfisher, I want Kingfisher :( Kingfishies rock, tralala :D Lovelovelove!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-116694404050173130?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/116694404050173130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=116694404050173130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116694404050173130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116694404050173130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2006/12/heh-went-to-watch-night-at-musuem-with.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-116662202547915299</id><published>2006-12-21T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T21:40:25.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*JUMPS AROUND WITH JOYYYYYYYY x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I'm a happy girl now! Cos why? I'm done with my Commonwealth essay alrd! :D 3 cheers for me! Yay! Hahaha. Word count: 1358 (&lt;em&gt;Not done with editing yet)&lt;/em&gt; Hoho. Okay I at least done with one homework :D Math halfway through -.- Science, haha. Don't have to talk about it. Huibin haven't even passed me the books yet. Xing gan momma ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ appassire     ; when i say love says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh that means got alot of broken trees near your house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sucker love; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;lol CUT THE BRANCHES LA EH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but the both of us (Huibin and I) find this very amusing. The whole convo was damn funny but I'm too lazy to put here. She still call me ganxing png lor, wth. Hahah still call me what, stupidcute -.- &lt;em&gt;Gao shen me lor&lt;/em&gt;. She's giving me a penguin lollipop tmr :D She's gonna make it. Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, went Bishan library with Zihui todayyyy :D &lt;u&gt;Quite&lt;/u&gt; productive luh :D Hahaha for Zihui and maybe for me. Then um just kept laughing as usual. Our butts were facing the window as we were lying down when doing stuff in the small little "cubicle". Then the librarian who walked past told us to be careful cos people can see from the outside. Lol. We were doing smth illegal in the library :/ Heh heh. Okay we took neos before going to library and after that we decided to take again, so in the end we took neos twice and ended up having more than 20 pieces of neoprints each. Lol. We loved the 2 machines lah, damn &lt;em&gt;ke ai&lt;/em&gt;. Hahaha. Zihui; loves ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have to pack stuff for guides tmr. Heh, there's guides tmr. Yay :D Hahah twinnie's back from her council camp. Hope she's WELL. Sheena, you get what I mean, and I get what you mean x) Hahaha. Love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-116662202547915299?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/116662202547915299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=116662202547915299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116662202547915299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116662202547915299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2006/12/jumps-around-with-joyyyyyyyy-x-haha-im.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-116653543222244479</id><published>2006-12-20T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T21:37:12.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rainnnnnnnnnnnn &gt;:( Go away! Because of the rain, I couldn't go library with Zihui to do homework :( Pfft. Hahaha, damn &lt;em&gt;pissifying&lt;/em&gt; okay! Don't think we can tmr as well cos we don't know when will the rain stop. And Zihui says it's flooding in M'sia. Urgh, stop the rain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had steamboat for dinner cos Granny said it's raining and we should have steamboat o.O So she went to the market early in the morning and bought lots of food. Lol. I love my granny man. And so, steamboat was great :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, then on Monday after painting banner in school, went Junction8 with Zihui, Cheryl and Yiwei. Ate lunch, took neos and went Bishan library :D Taking neos with Cheryl was horrible, cos she kept squashing my head. Heh, okay lah, not that bad. And Yiwei was the slowest in eating among the 4 of us. Lol. We made a fool of ourselves in Bishan library man. Damn noisy but thanks Cheryl for helping me with Commonwealth essay, loves. Yiwei too! :D Zihui too! Haha, helped Zihui too. Then after Cheryl and Yiwei left, Zihui made me go to the toilet barefooted with her -.- And she wanted to go for some graduation exhibition and the person kept staring at us. In the end, we didn't go lah. Hahaha, damn embarrassing :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay shall reply tags then go watch TV :D Andand! I'm almost done with the packing of my roooooom! Yay :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zipeng/Rafe&lt;/strong&gt; Ah hello :) Oh so you're the one. But anw, you are? I only know you're in the same school as Matthias :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sheena&lt;/strong&gt; Hey twinnie! You're at camp now :( Haha, it's been raining the whole day so what did y'all do? Hope you're still in a good state x) You know you know ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xiaoen&lt;/strong&gt; Xiaoennnnn! Thanks for that Email! Hope next year's camp will be fun for y'all :D Hahaha. Loves x3333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hsinying&lt;/strong&gt; Hahah I read your post. Thanks alot Hsinying but I'm not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; wonderful yet :/ Hahaha. Yes, I want bubblessssssss :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Larissa &lt;/strong&gt;The tortoise is like so uber healthy nowwwww :D Be happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinwen&lt;/strong&gt; Hey dear! Hahah really?! Thanks alot, loves x33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need to find one day to sort out my links. It's so pathetic now and I didn't link lots of people. Pfft. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-116653543222244479?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/116653543222244479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=116653543222244479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116653543222244479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116653543222244479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2006/12/rainnnnnnnnnnnn-go-away-because-of.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-116634543625768434</id><published>2006-12-18T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T16:54:23.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHA. Talking to Gaomin online now, and she's really going mad. Hahaha, shall not put the convo here cos of some reasons ;) I'm like laughing madly in front of the com cos of her. Lol, can faint man talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one, Huibin. The best man, work in Seoul Garden until she drop the hotplate onto the manager's legs. Hahaha, funny mama. Promise to visit her one day :D Who wanna go with me? Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. To whoever, I promise to link y'all the next time I change my blogskin okay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out later, bleah. Oh yay! I love Chinwen! She's giving me christmas card! Hahaha. Nice camp partner and junior! :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-116634543625768434?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/116634543625768434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=116634543625768434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116634543625768434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116634543625768434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2006/12/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-116625205787962399</id><published>2006-12-17T06:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T14:54:18.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tags reply!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haidee&lt;/strong&gt; Hahah! It was a mistake okay. I know ultraman and power rangers are different :D Heh, not exactly shit lah but very still gross &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qianwen&lt;/strong&gt; Haha! I don't think Haidee would want to try it out! It's so disgusting can. And yeah thanks for informing me about the class blog :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinwen&lt;/strong&gt; Hey wenwen! :D Promise to link you another time okay. No time now. Hahhaa, the next time I blog. Um, and I'll tag you another time! :D And er Chinwen, what desires for apples lor! Damn lame ah you! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hsinying&lt;/strong&gt; Difficult meh? It means faded or wither :D Ay, can tell me what you meant in your post anot? :( Please lah. And I want the photos! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iris&lt;/strong&gt; Sorry for not replying your sms. And yes, Chinwen is &lt;em&gt;qianbian. &lt;/em&gt;Hahaha! My scarf is with Renice! Omg lah, love her man. Haha. I asked everyone and they didn't see it can. Until Renice smsed me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rachel Chng&lt;/strong&gt; Hello! How come you know my blog url?! Scaryyy :/ Welcome. Hope you don't mind the lousy toiletry bag luh :D Hahah. Yes camp was fun and campfire was damn fun cos of you guys, La Li Lu :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sheena&lt;/strong&gt; Hello! Hahaha, you saw me? I saw this bunch of people but didn't know you're inside. And yes, my Ma'am told me to open some classroom for them. Very funny meh! Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Larissa&lt;/strong&gt; Yay, I call you another time to talk about the gathering thing okay :D Your tortoise is still at Hougang Police Post! TODAY morning, damn funny lah, my juniors! Lol :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-116625205787962399?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/116625205787962399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=116625205787962399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116625205787962399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116625205787962399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2006/12/tags-reply-haidee-qianwen-haha-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-116616374949873720</id><published>2006-12-15T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T14:39:24.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M BACK FROM GUIDES CAMPPPPP :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay I love guides camp! I love guides camp every year :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm getting damn moody now. It always happens, after guides camp, farewell will come and I won't want the sec4s to leave. Alright, no one wants the sec4s to leave uh. I'm crying as I type this post. I don't like myself to be so emotional all the time. I know crying doesn't change anything, it can't rewind time anyway. I'm always day dreaming and when I day dream, I think about lots of stuff. How would guides be next year without the sec4s with us? I dare not think about it. I'll miss hearing them laugh and I'll miss their scoldings. I don't know why am I even crying now when farewell is not even here. Can someone out there just make me less emotional or smth. I don't want to be crying everytime. I know everyone has feelings but not to the sense that you cry now and then like me right. Wth lah. Cried last year during farewell, cried damn badly. Teared during camp's campfire a few days ago when the whole company was singing songs together. Cried during some footdrill sessions not because of the scoldings but because we just couldn't perform up to standard and made the FCs super angry and disappointed. Everyone comes and goes, no one will be by your side all the time. There will always be a point of time when you have to be alone, all by yourself. I'm trying to learn to be independent, not wanting to rely on the others but be brave and believe in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guides camp had indeed made me learn alot of things. Changed my attitude towards stuff and let me know more about the others, be it seniors, batchmates or juniors. Everyone has their own good and bad points, as long as you're willing to help them and be there for them, they will change. And I know, everyone changes for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp just ended ytd and I'm alrd missing it. I miss the greetings we did everyday, at every point of time. I miss sleeping in the tent with my patrol. I miss sleeping in the classroom when it rains with my subcamp. I miss eating together as a patrol or buddy patrol or even subcamp. I miss brushing teeth early in the morning with whoever is in the toilet and seeing everyone still so sleeping; I know everyone is still sleeping and tired but they're trying their very best to stay awake. I miss doing PT together as a company. I miss campfire. I miss footdrill. I miss sabotage. I miss the hike and wide game. I miss bathing together in the toilet as a subcamp; filling empty bottles up and rolling them into toilet cubicles for the people. I miss cheering together as one. I miss cheering in the toilet with Yuxin, Hsinying, Cheryl, Rayna, Xinyi and whoever; cheering for the people bathing inside to hurry up. The cheer rocks totally, Yuxin came up with it within minutes and there was beat and rhythm. We all loved it, we cheered so loudly until the people outside were saying that our cheer was not bad cos it had rhythm. I miss night treasure hunt. I miss all the activities; initiative games, external trng, team building, trust and courage etc. I just miss everything about camp, every single bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Building gateway and gadgets were fun with own patrol members and subcamp mates. Though I was in charge of the gateway and didn't help much in the patrol gadgets, I know everyone put in alot of effort to do the gadgets and they turned out well, our gateways and flagpoles turned out well too. Though some of our tents were sagging very badly, we all tried our best to keep it up and make it better. My patrol's tent was not very good in the beginning and the rain every day just had to make it worse. But luckily, subcamp mates were there for us. I was seriously very touched when they came over that night, volunteering to help out cos my patrol's tent was dead. Hsinying and Yuxin for helping us in the tent, soaking up all the water collected inside. And the water amounted up to about 1 and a half pails. Then Cheryl, Xinyi and their patrol members and the others for helping us to make our verticals stand. The soil was so soggy and soft, they didn't leave us in the lurch cos they knew at that rate, we wouldn't be able to sleep in time. They went to find bricks for us to hold our verticals down. When things were almost done, not only my patrol was happy, subcamp mates were also happy for us. I was so touched that I almost teared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outdoor cooking. Thank you Renice, Jiayun and whoever for being there all the time to help us out. Especially Renice, though I don't think you will be seeing this, thank you for being there till the end of the session, helping us to fan the fire at times and helping us to cook when we couldn't manage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Widegame. Thank you Regina for being our wonderful game marshall. Not complaining for feeling pissed when we walked one whole big round and went back to the same place when moving from one station to the other. Thank you for encouraging us and helping us out when we need help. We all love you Regina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craft session. I miss gossiping and talking with Meiting and Sharlene. Talking about lots of stuff. Their Apple Tea and Double Red. Ha, don't think anyone will get it except for the 3 of us. It was not really gossiping but just a nice talk with them. Thank you for sitting with my patrol and I, and helping us or rather only me during the making of the paper clip and angel. Thank you Meiting for that extra super huge ribbon for my snowman. Though you guys were &lt;em&gt;suaning&lt;/em&gt; me about my paper clip and angel, I wouldn't mind cos y'all were there for me and I love the both of you! Also with Olivia, thank you for comforting me that time as it was before night treasure hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night treasure was quite alright. I didn't cry during night treasure hunt but I cried before it. Dawn, Mingyi and Wenhui were laughing at me cos I cried last year when they tried to come near me during the night treasure. I love my patrol cos they protected me during the whole walk and not leaving me behind. Rachel Chng was so cute at her station. Then my patrol recognised Rachel Goh by her shoes, so we quickly ran away from her. In the end, we guessed the murderer correctly but the reason was wrong though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supper every night was fun. After/during supper when PLs and sec3s and ma'ams were having COH, helped to clean up then went back to tents. For 2 nights, I helped to mop the canteen area. First time I was alone cos patrol members went back to maintain the tent. Nice nice Frog patrol stayed back to wait for me while I was cleaning the area. Thank you people. Then Anning was also there to help. I was being so nice to clean then Dawn and Mingyi thought I was being a busybody. Grah. Second night was with Iris and Ladybird patrol. Mingyi and Melissa were laughing at us for dontknowwhat reason. The umbrella incident was kinda funny though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Hsinying, Yuxin and I were brushing teeth, Dawn and Mingyi sprayed water at us from the cubicles cos they were bathing. Made us all wet luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footdrill was sad. The FCs were super disappointed at us. The sec4 FCs were also angry and disappointed. Then sabotage, Junice they all said I got the dirtiest award can. I was like their piece of art work. Everyone was bullying me. And my ice cream stick, bluff me and say it's purple colour. We were blindfolded so I couldn't see what, cheat my feelings. Junice, Rachel Goh, Anna, Anthea, Rachel Chng, Calean, Gaomin, Meiting, Regina, Meiting, Binny, Renice, Shuli, Litang and everyone else were all bullying me lah. Then bully me still can to say I very poor thing. Melted marshmallow, mud, grass, paint, hair spray and what nots all over my head, face, legs, arms etc. But thank you Rachel Goh and Regina and Junice, for letting me wash my mouth and eyes when paint and mud went in. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Rachel Chng and Jiayun, they're our patrol's sec3s. Thank you for being there when we needed you guys. Rachel Chng is always with our patrol and helping us. Heh, &lt;em&gt;xiexie&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, okay. After reading the above, I, myself, don't even know what I'm typing. Think my mind was not right or smth. Ha, okay. Byebye, end of post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-116616374949873720?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/116616374949873720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=116616374949873720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116616374949873720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116616374949873720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-back-from-guides-camppppp-d-yay-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-116554752965949336</id><published>2006-12-08T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T11:14:11.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello!</title><content type='html'>im in the com lab with sandy now :D&lt;br /&gt;i love sandy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love tipsy too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-iris!&lt;br /&gt;(guest blog :D :D :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later we are going for lunch together (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-iris AGAIN! omg D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-116554752965949336?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/116554752965949336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=116554752965949336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116554752965949336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116554752965949336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello.html' title='hello!'/><author><name>iris (:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-116538072863438264</id><published>2006-12-07T04:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T12:52:08.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for chalet soon so I won't be blogging these few days. Heh, goodbye! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tags;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iris&lt;/strong&gt; Hey so how was your cook's badge try-out? Hope everything went on well uh :D Hahaha yay! I can see you on Friday! Hohoho. Oops just rmbed that I still owe Xiaoen chocs :/ Shall buy on Friday. Go with me to buy okay? Then we can get gummies! Haha, loves! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Larissa&lt;/strong&gt; Of course cows are cute right! :D They're my darlings okayyy! And what lorh! I where got immature! You very mature meh! Hahaha, talk to you on msn can die man x) Andandand! Where's my dedicated post?! Hoho, childish you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cherie&lt;/strong&gt; Hey cherie :D &lt;em&gt;What's up?&lt;/em&gt; Oh, the ceiling. Hahaha. Um, what's your new url? :D And how's life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yenjin&lt;/strong&gt; Hellohellohello :D Heard from who? Anning or Yuxin right! Lol, thanks anw :D Oh, when are you going overseas uh? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yannrong&lt;/strong&gt; Hello Yannronggggggg :D I miss you alot. Hahahha. Yeah the markers are cute, I know :) Um, the cover of the marker is the head of the character, so it's like plucking off the head of the character :( Heh. Why don't you get a blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheryl&lt;/strong&gt; Ohmyg. Cheryl you want me to die issit! Talk to her, I'll faint man. Hahaha or she'll end up kissing me :/ Grosssss! Hahahah. How's the gathering thing uh, thought you told Yushi you very efficient one? Hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qianwen&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha! Yay, cows are adorable! Lalala. Spread the love! Lol :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End! Hahaha everyone don't miss me :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-116538072863438264?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/116538072863438264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=116538072863438264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116538072863438264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116538072863438264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-going-for-chalet-soon-so-i-wont-be.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-116524481657304148</id><published>2006-12-05T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T23:09:43.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heh, nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;Just some doodles for fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7182/1179/200/229892/doodle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jolene's what &lt;em&gt;DaChangJin&lt;/em&gt; thingy &amp; some random doodles :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7182/1179/200/122846/doooodle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cows! Jolene wanted to call me the Corny Cow, sounds like &lt;em&gt;Horny Cow &lt;/em&gt;man. Lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7182/1179/200/187570/dooooodle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then again, Jolene wanted to call me the Adorable Ant. Haha, weird lah she. Lambs; Hsin Ying's. Hahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7182/1179/200/743781/farm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The farm that consists of only Hsin Ying's lamb and my cow :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;By Jo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7182/1179/200/182527/lamb%20family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hsin Ying's lamb family :D Her Ahgong and Ahma are damn cuteeeee; the top 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;By Jo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7182/1179/200/5605/moo%20family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My moo family! :D Cute right! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;By Jo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7182/1179/200/789316/awards.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The award(s) paper :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;By Sandy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7182/1179/200/540692/nygg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HJS :D Hahaha. Hsin Ying insisted on drawing her &lt;em&gt;erhem erhem&lt;/em&gt; tulip. And that 3 little angels, see that patch of black there below &lt;em&gt;NYGG&lt;/em&gt;. Haha, her angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;By Hsin Ying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh okay done. Haha. Today was fun being with them :D But that Hsin Ying is evil to me okayyy. The way she describe me on her blog. Like I'm really &lt;u&gt;that&lt;/u&gt; childish and immature. She posted 3 posts today and all 3 talked about me being childish. Pfft, evil pok! Hahaha, can't link her. Ohwell :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Tags&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Larissa &lt;/strong&gt;Huh, what pig what pork? Hahaha. Rmb what you owe me! :D:D:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iris&lt;/strong&gt; Ohmy, Xiaoen ah! Tsk! Hahaha and I thank you in advance for my present :D Loves! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yenjin&lt;/strong&gt; You HAHA what ah! Lol. How's your paint? Settled?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evelyn&lt;/strong&gt; Hello Evelyn! Link you another time ah! :) I didn't know you're that kind of person Evelyn! Hahahah kidding :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hsinying&lt;/strong&gt; Woman! Where got. Hahaha. You better stop saying I'm childish ah! Lol. Let's go doddle again! :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jolene&lt;/strong&gt; Nanny! :D I'll miss you next year and next next year in guides :( Can you not go VJC? :'( Sobs. I'll link you another time also :D Promise to go out more often with us okay! xD Nanny rocks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qianwen&lt;/strong&gt; Yay mama is concerned about meeeeeee xD Okay promise to take care. Everyone's been telling me to take care cos camp's coming and I can't afford to fall sick. Ahhh. Thank you mama, lovesssss :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sheena&lt;/strong&gt; Hahah you know meh? ;) And so &lt;em&gt;qiao&lt;/em&gt; we went shopping on the same day! I got gloat meh -.- Haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;End! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-116524481657304148?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/116524481657304148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=116524481657304148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116524481657304148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116524481657304148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2006/12/heh-nothing-much.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-116522817107076207</id><published>2006-12-05T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T22:12:59.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came home from shopping and guides :D Hoho, I'm a happy girl nowww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened today. Um, I woke up early for guides and mummy made nice breakfast for me; sausage and egg with bread :D Plus a glass of orange juice :D Heh, kind of sad cos the bread didn't have cheese in it. Why? Simply cos my house ran out of cheese. Or maybe the cheese ran away from my house ;) Hahaha, okay random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yeah, after that went to school. At the Hwa Chong bus stop, I saw Cheryl Tay but didn't call out to her cos I had no voice. Lol. So I was behind her all the while from Hwa Chong bus stop to Nanyang bus stop and she didn't realise. I tried to catch up but her speed accelerated even more. I have no idea where she's rushing to either. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh suddenly thought of &lt;em&gt;Sally&lt;/em&gt;. Saw her today at the interchange then I was so afraid that she would talk to me on the bus for the whole bus journey. Haha, I know I'm kinda evil but ohwells. I think only Yinghui and Cheryl Lim know who I'm actually talking about. I'm not sure if Cheryl Lim knows who &lt;em&gt;Sally&lt;/em&gt; is but I've heard Yinghui calling her that before. Okay, but luckily she didn't see me, phew! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then reached school and realised that Yuxin's sick as well! Hahaha. Then later Hsin Ying came and she's caught a flu! Yuxin had sore throat if I rmbed correctly, Hsin Ying had flu and Sandy; &lt;em&gt;Yuxin + Hsin Ying = &lt;/em&gt;sore throat + flu. Bleah, and also slight fever &gt;:( Heh, I still rmb that time when Gaomin smsed me to tell me to take care, she also told me not to shout too much, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had subcamp meeting, till about 1030 and then had patrol meeting till arnd 1100 :) I wouldn't call it a subcamp meeting luh, since less than half of the subcamp was present. Okay, maybe at least half :) ChinWen's damn funny lah! She's so retarded and she could actually say that I'm more &lt;em&gt;tard&lt;/em&gt; than her! Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The above were written at 0513pm;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, okay I wrote the above line for fun :D Shall continue with my post! Okay, then after everything, went to coro with HsinYing, Jolene and Cheryl. Actually I wanted to go home but later decided that I should go home later :) Hahaha, crap reason. So we went to the Werribee Cafe cos I didn't want to eat at Golden Rooster anymore. Have been eating it since don't know when. Hahaha. And Hsin Ying! I'm not the only one who wants to eat at the Werribee place okayyy, Cheryl also lorh! Heh. Go Golden Rooster lah, and eat your fish &amp; chips, later you burst again I tell you. Muahaha ;) Okay so we went there and spent nearly 3 hours there. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh then I saw Ultraman toys, damn cute :D Hahaha up the escalator that shop. Then I went, "&lt;em&gt;Ehhh! Power Rangers!&lt;/em&gt;" Then later realised it's Ultraman. So embarrassing luh, say wrong. Somehow Yushi and Weiyi at the flower shop, a few shops away from us could also hear :/ And I'm very sad cos they don't sell the blow blow bubble thing :( The last time I saw it was at Beauty World when we went to get subcamp stuff. Sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay there, Hsin Ying and I ordered 2 spags and 1 baked cheese rice in total. Then we share :D Jolene didn't order anything cos she wanna go home for lunch so yeah. Um Cheryl left after eating her chicken rings cos her mum cooked for her at home alrd. So left with Hsin Ying, Jolene and I. Oh and we're the happy HJS family :D I bet Hsin Ying's gonna say I'm childish again. Haha. So we spent our time doodling and chatting. My idea of doodling is not childish okay Hsin Ying! Lol. So we doodled and talked about lots of stuff, damn funny. Shall post the pictures of our drawings later :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway, these 3 JC girls came in. Then the whole cafe was like so noisy, filled with laughter. Hahaha, actually only got the uncle and aunty, the 3 of us and the 3 of them. Later the 3 of us heard smth which was damn funny, shall not post here, in case &lt;em&gt;some people&lt;/em&gt; reads it. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and throughout the whole 2hours plus, Hsin Ying kept saying &lt;em&gt;Sandy's childish&lt;/em&gt;. Pfft, I'm not okay, for goodness sake! Haha. Then I had to go back in shorts cos my skirt was stained with some OreoChocolate thing :( Pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, met mummy for shopping :D Hsin Ying also went shopping! Heh. Both of us bought lots of stuff, hence I'm happy :D I finally got my enrolment book replaced man. Went Popular to get a new notebook :D Okay, shall end here. Too long a post alrd :/ Oops. Pictures later! Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-116522817107076207?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/116522817107076207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=116522817107076207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116522817107076207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116522817107076207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-came-home-from-shopping-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-116502716481600414</id><published>2006-12-03T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T10:39:24.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm having slight fever today :( Bleah, but I recovered quite abit as compared to ytd. My fever was worse ytd, heh. Ytd, I woke up feeling so uncomfortable and &lt;em&gt;idontknowwhat&lt;/em&gt; but I didn't know I had fever. So I ate cereal and fresh milk for breakfast then went to shower cos we're going out. Then after my shower, I asked mumsy if I had a fever then she said yes. Bleah cos I woke up with a sore throat and whenever I have sore throat or throat infection, the fever will come &gt;:( So evil right, both at the same time! Urgh. Then for my brother is stomachache with fever, lol. So I ate medicine and fell asleep on the sofa while waiting for everyone to be done before going out. Then my brother who didn't know I was sick said, "&lt;em&gt;Ay, that pig sleeping again ah? Just woke up and she's sleeping again. Sleep eat shower sleep. Tsk.&lt;/em&gt;" Like what lah brother, I'm sick okayyy. Hahaha, call me pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then because no choice, we had to go my relative's house to pass her smth so I had to go out and couldn't stay at home to rest cos no one would be home until very very late. Then we went compass for lunch and did some shopping then went to my relative's house. Lucky after lunch I was feeling better or else I wouldn't even be able to move arnd in the shopping centre. Hahah. Then on the way to my relative's house, I think we past Eva's house. Haha super near to my relative's house I think. Can't rmb alrd. Then Anning called me to ask about school's popular closing time and stuff.  After awhile Gaomin smsed me to ask me to rest well. Hahah, I was wondering how she knew and later realised she knew cos Anning told her. Lol. I realised that Huibin and Gaomin always call me &lt;em&gt;guai hai zi. &lt;/em&gt;Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lala, I've got no mood to blog alrddd :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tags;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qiaoyan&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha yes! The Jungle series' the most adorable one! :) Woah, milk into custard? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Larissa&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;Qianwen&lt;/strong&gt; Haha, the markers are indeed cute and nice to use :D You try the coke and milk thing at home, see how it changes. Damn grossss &gt;:( Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yenjin&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha it's not lorh. Why do you find it so amusing? -.- Lol. And I just realised I forgot to tag you! Ahah! I'll tag after this :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sheena&lt;/strong&gt; Haha I know you'll feel sad if I end up having tummy upset cos of that coke thing right? Lol :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iris &lt;/strong&gt;Hahaaha, evil murderous patrol! I should apologise to Xiaoen, cos she's not part of it. Or she joined you guys also?! Haahahah :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zihui&lt;/strong&gt; Yo G1! :D Lovess!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-116502716481600414?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/116502716481600414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=116502716481600414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116502716481600414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116502716481600414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-having-slight-fever-today-bleah-but.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-116478288954828312</id><published>2006-11-30T06:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T14:48:09.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lunch's over and my lunch was ice-cream :D Heh. But I bought this pizza bar and I shall eat it when I'm feeling hungry. So I was eating ice-cream then after finishing my ice-cream, I went to the kitchen to get coke to drink. And when I came out of the kitchen, Mumsy immediately stopped me. She told me that coke cannot go with milk, and since ice-cream is one of those dairy products, coke cannot go with ice-cream as well. Hahaha. Then I was asking her why and she said," &lt;em&gt;Don't believe you go and take soya bean milk to mix with coke, see what you get.&lt;/em&gt;" And so, being a good girl, I did what she said :) At first, I only poured alittle bit of coke and there's was no reaction so I told mumsy," &lt;em&gt;Where got reaction lor, bluff me one!&lt;/em&gt;" She laughed at me and told me to pour more, so I did. And guess what I got, it's damn gross :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7182/1179/200/391796/soya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Soya bean milk&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7182/1179/200/621908/coke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Coke&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You mix the two, and you get this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7182/1179/200/829926/soya1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7182/1179/200/484553/top.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And the surface kind of like &lt;em&gt;solidified&lt;/em&gt;, even the fly that landed on it could like walk on it luh. Disgusting. Hahaha, I didn't know it would turn out to be like this. Imagine this in your stomach :/ But again, what about those ice-cream floats? Hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Okay 2 days ago, this 3 teenagers came to my house to like sell some stuff, you know those salesman who come to your doorstep those kind. Haha yrah, so this 3 guys, think they're working part-time, they came to sell markers. Hahah, mumsy asked if I wanted and I said they're very cute, so mumsy bought 3 boxes. Lol. For some reason, the 3 guys were laughing at me lah. I didn't even do anything except to laugh and play with the markers sample(s) they showed us. Shall upload the photos of the markers :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7182/1179/200/341946/fantsy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fantasy series&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7182/1179/200/494421/jungle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jungle series&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7182/1179/200/730921/winter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Christmas series&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I think the Elephant and Hippo is cute :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7182/1179/200/189397/ele.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The Santa and Snowman is not bad too :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7182/1179/200/784951/snowman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Those are markers, cute right? :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay then I rmbed this incident, I was on the phone with Yenjin and for some reason, we talked about my waist size then I asked mumsy where's the measuring tape, she gave me this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7182/1179/200/640739/tape1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like how retarded can she get lah. Bleah this is the metal type luh, not the one used for measuring your waist and whatever. Measure length of my leg maybe can but not waist -.- Hahaha. Then mumsy started laughing and later passed me this, which is the right one:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7182/1179/200/733803/tape2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lol, when Yenjin heard that, she laughed non-stop lah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and Beehiang aka DevilHiangHiang (oops!), haha I'll relink nowwww and rmb your promise! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-116478288954828312?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/116478288954828312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=116478288954828312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116478288954828312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116478288954828312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2006/11/lunchs-over-and-my-lunch-was-ice-cream.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-116452767373197438</id><published>2006-11-27T07:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T20:45:27.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone! I changed my url. Have been wanting to change it &lt;u&gt;long ago&lt;/u&gt; but then I couldn't think of one so yeah :) Then this morning I just realised that twinnie changed her url as well. Heh, so &lt;em&gt;qiao&lt;/em&gt; luh. Okay maybe I'll blog later cos I'm supposed to be doing my camp patrol logbook. Have to submit on the 30th and I've not started a single bit :( Bleah. Nvm I shall start &lt;u&gt;now&lt;/u&gt;, and hope I can finish by Tuesday 28th, cos there's pre-camp trng. Shall not get my whole patrol into trouble cos of me! :D Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tags reply!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yixian&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha! I'm obviously not sane right! I'm like so normal okayyy! &gt;:) I was bringing joy to everyone, or rather to you only! Be happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iris&lt;/strong&gt; Hey, we went coro instead of the petrol kiosk and so you didn't get your gummies :( Nvm, you can get it another time but not during lunch. Ha, cos there's no time unless we're going there as well :) And what's the present about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yenjin&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha, Yixian is evil luh :x Ho, there's gadgets session again! So coool, our gatewayyyy! Heh, it's so cute luh :D Cos I design one! Hahah. But the time given is shorter right! Ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eva&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;s&gt;Hello darling xD Oh who's that person who tagged at your blog? And I was the other one, sorry I didn't leave my name. Heh, I forgot &gt;:) &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO EVA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xiaoen&lt;/strong&gt; Hey Xiaoennnnn! :D See you during pre-camp trng! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Larissa&lt;/strong&gt; Eeyer, you &lt;em&gt;wa&lt;/em&gt; somemore! :( I &lt;u&gt;will&lt;/u&gt; improve one okay! Heh. 6, nice number :) And ah you on msn call me &lt;em&gt;Chandra&lt;/em&gt; then now call me &lt;em&gt;Sandra.&lt;/em&gt; Bleah, evil pokkk! Hahaha and quickly bring to doctor to stitch it back luh! Pain one leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zenghui&lt;/strong&gt; Hello :) You take care too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tienyin&lt;/strong&gt; Heh, see I know who you are even though you didn't use your real name :) Heh, okay random. I love you toooo :) See you next year! Ay, next year right? Hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qianwen&lt;/strong&gt; Hey mama. Know what, I realised I always reply your tags starting with &lt;em&gt;"Hey mama"&lt;/em&gt;. Haha. And to &lt;strong&gt;Allyssa&lt;/strong&gt; as well, it means fade or wither. Heh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay shall take a break now, to grab smth to eat then officially &lt;u&gt;start&lt;/u&gt; on my logbook :/ Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! Larissa just talked to me on msn and the first thing she said was, &lt;em&gt;"Hi &lt;strong&gt;Chandra&lt;/strong&gt;!" &lt;/em&gt;See lah Larissa, Chan- one more time! Urgh &gt;:( Lol, I hope Junning forgets about it xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-116452767373197438?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/116452767373197438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=116452767373197438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116452767373197438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116452767373197438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-everyone-i-changed-my-url.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-116411907858934476</id><published>2006-11-22T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T22:24:38.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everyone :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I'm super duper tired and yet I can be here blogging -.- Ohwell, heh. So yeah, did nothing but shopping for the past few days. Okay so I woke up damn early this morning to go to school for pre-camp trng. Tired but quite fun :D Ate Macs for breakfast, heh. Did e-shelter, tent pitching, river crossing, ladder, sawing, spltting and chopping of wood. Then lunch break, followed by song session, sub-camp campfire discussion, debrief and taps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, then Yixian was super pissed with me during song session, or rather throughout the whole pre-camp trng session. Haha, I also don't know why luh. Then the sentences she said to me most were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;你吃错药了啊？&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;你是不是有毛病/问题？&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;你很无聊咯。&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you on medication?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hahaha I also don't know why, I laugh she also say I got problem. I sing song and speak in some weird tone, she also say I'm crazy. Haha. But it was damn funny seeing her angry and her like &lt;em&gt;wanna-laugh-but-don't-laugh-kind-&lt;/em&gt;of &lt;em&gt;face.&lt;/em&gt; And during debrief, I couldn't sit still cos my whole body was so sticky and like don'tknowwhat. Heh, then after that went to coro with Yenjin cos she said she felt like drinking bubble tea, so yeah :D Being nice, I went with her and of course I drank as well lah. Hahaha, and ate fries with tomato sauce. Heh, tomato sauce is nice :D Okay I'm seriously super duper tired. Shall end here, but reply tags first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qianwen&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha mama, I'm alright now. Thanks! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qiaoyan&lt;/strong&gt; Heh, yes I'll feel honoured :) And I'll miss you too! It's great having you guys sitting around me luh! xD I'll miss the craziness and laughter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yenjin&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha, yes. Hope I don't see them again luh! &gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hk&lt;/strong&gt; Oh I saw your sister today during guides :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iris&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha, okay you really will come over? :( Heh, you're at your chalet now! &lt;em&gt;Wanna pon tmr?&lt;/em&gt; Hahahahha! Think Evelyn damn funny luh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elin&lt;/strong&gt; Hey, gsf! Thanks, I'm feeling much better alrd :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaini&lt;/strong&gt; Hahah yeah and you will have to put up with my nonsense for 2 more years :D But we take different combi :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Larissa&lt;/strong&gt; Hahahha! What holes lorh! No more holes man! But shucks, I forgot alot of new words leh! &gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leen&lt;/strong&gt; Hahah, thanks! :D Surprised that you dropped by!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melwee&lt;/strong&gt; Ha, think you lousy. Type url also need &lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; tags, lol. Okay, will relink asap :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Huimin&lt;/strong&gt; Heh, hello! Of course I rmb you lah! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13429700-116411907858934476?l=appassire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/feeds/116411907858934476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13429700&amp;postID=116411907858934476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116411907858934476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13429700/posts/default/116411907858934476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://appassire.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-everyone-d-hahaha-im-super-duper.html' title=''/><author><name>sanndy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15851813072020001956</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13429700.post-116377317663995680</id><published>2006-11-18T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T22:19:40.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SOMEONE SAVE MEEEEEEE! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling damn horrible now okay! My nose is dying on me and it's gonna be dead soon :( It's like the flu is getting worse and worse. I was actually still alright this morning. Gillian called me to ask if I wanna watch &lt;em&gt;Step Up&lt;/em&gt; with Tracie and her. And so we went out to Junction8. Haha. Then we reached at like 1140 when the show's at 1150, heh. Bought tickets then we went to get food. Of all places, Tracie just had to go Subway. Urgh, the smell &gt;:( But Junction8's Subway is not as bad as Cine's. Cine's is the most horrible one man. Hahaha, no offence. I only don't like the smell but the food is nice :) After that went Mos Burger then rushed up. And the drink spilled in my bag, my jeans and jacket taste of apple soda now lah. Lol. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Man, and I just sneezed again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Hahah okay, out of point. Tracie was like, &lt;em&gt;no lah, I promise you I help you carry won't spill one.&lt;/em&gt; Then in the end still failed, haha. Okay so yeah and my misery started after the movie. Once I stepped out of the cinema, I started sneezing like mad and I was damn cold. Go toilet sneeze, go see clothes sneeze, go see earrings sneeze, go see bag sneeze, go buy food sneeze, go where also sneeze, GRAH! My nose's like a red little cherry now can! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just took flu medicine. Hope it gets better tmr cos I'll be going M'sia with family, relatives. Shopping :) Then come back the next day is pre-camp trng, bleah. I'll be so tired :( But nvm lah, nv had cca for so long except for meetings, haha. And I just sneezed! &gt;:( Stupiddd flu! Go away luh! But don't come again another day! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roses are red,&lt;br /&gt;Violets are blue,&lt;br /&gt;Stay over tonight&lt;br /&gt;And I'll help you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, Yenjin! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay reply tags;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qianwen &lt;/strong&gt;Hey mama! Hahaha yes, I was once excited about killing orange mushrooms :) No, I don't think I'll ever play maple :) Maybe like once in a while, &lt;em&gt;kope&lt;/em&gt; from people and play, then yes :) You're missed mama! Lovelove!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sheena&lt;/strong&gt; Okay lah, sorry don't be so agitated. I shouldn't have said that you passed your flu to me okay. But I was jsut kidding what. Lol. Did you get my PE shorts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hsinying&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha! Paint leg cool what! I make you look cool-er than me okay! Be happy lorh! :D But it's nice painting stuff with you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yenjin&lt;/strong&gt; Hahhahahahaha! Those stupid gays. Their laughters were horrible man &gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hk&lt;/strong&gt; Heh, thank you :D Hahah why is she mad? And how you know I'm a PS? Guide board?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iris&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha, promise to come over okay! Hook our pinkies! ;) I will love you alot alot alot for coming over every single time! :D Okay I alrd love you alot, so I'll love you more! :D Lunch together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tiffany&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha yes I'm in 311, Kaini also what :D Heh! Nono, I'll not maple. And you better not maple when exams are arnd ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Katherine&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha Katherine! I'll miss you leh! But 310 is not beside 311 I think. Lol. But nvm, I'll still rmb you, my cookiefyable! Gelato! Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Larissa&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha. Must believe me! Believe the great Sandy's words! You'll not regret them man. Lol. I'll miss Larrie, my darling partner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haidee&lt;/strong&gt; Hey mustard! :D And Yinghui the &lt;em&gt;erhem-erhem.&lt;/em&gt; Hope she doesn't sees this, but don't think she will lah cos she don't visit my blog :) I'll miss your laughter, your jokes and everything. The fun we had during IPW and stuff :( Won't forget me ya? 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