<?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-5480110612652844214</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:17:40.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>listless</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-8396353985599811052</id><published>2009-03-17T15:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T17:32:34.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry. Haven't been updating for a months (?) So, this post is going to be long.&lt;br /&gt;There was special week, which turned out completely AWESOME. I remembered that practically everyone was whining/complaining/regreting about going to Thailand, wishing that we should have stayed in Singapore instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some frustrating/annoying/scary moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us met at the airport, it was VERY messy cause there was a whole load of parents there. My Dad was being pretty annoying asking me to check everything in my bag. We checked in, got our tickets and found out that i was sitting next to Yishien, poor Valetta was sitting somewhere else BD Then came the food HAHAHAHAHA, me and Valetta was DAMN excited lah. We got chicken bryani, turns out, Valetta doesn't eat spicy food and Yishien only at the rice. SO, the kind-hearted me accept their trays of food, and i had to balance 3 trays on my table, i think people were staring at me. WHO AH, SO FUSSY NEED TO GIVE ME ALL THEIR FOOD. We checked in at Raming Lodge and found out that MY room was located right at the far and isolated end. It looked freaking creepy lah. It overlooks some attap house. I wanted to bunk in with someone else, but in the end it didn't feel that creepy anymore, Nicole and I slept with all the lights on and the television blaring out music from MTV :D I think Nicole didn't sleep at all HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Day 2 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can't really remember the details from here onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up insanely early and we had buffet for breakfast:3 Then we had to head for Chiangrai , MRVR. From Raming Lodge, we took a very long drive to the Temple where we met Will (: and he is NOT gay please. The temple had about 193 steps. When you actually look at the stairs it looks quite short and quite easy to climb and it doesn't take that long to climb up. Halfway while climbing up i started to pant and my legs started cramping i guess. So even though it looks short, its actually pretty long. The temple was very luxurious. There were tons of gold and there was this pagoda with the relics of Buddha. Yeah, we learned loads of stuff about buddhism. Then, we headed for lunch at the Orchid Farm. HAHA buffet again! The food was DAMN NICE LAH. Then, we went to visit the Royal Project Economic. They grew tons of vegetables, the lettuce looked SUPER NICE LAH. They even grew mini cute red strawberries, i wanted to pluck one out to eat:P Then we headed to the Elephant dung paper factory, it didn't stink as i predicted. I bought ALOT of stuff from the Souvenir shop lah and the nicest picture i took throughout the trip had to be a pile of dung from all the sightseeing areas we'd been to. Ugh. so depressing. Then, came the longest bus ride to MRVR. Slept during most of the ride. When we finally got there, we were VERY VERY VERY excited and looking forward to NICE rooms. Then i saw a building with 2 levels and about 3 doors. I thought that each group would be entitled to a bungalow as said in the website. Then, i thought that each group would get a level for themselves or at least 2 rooms joint together for themselves but turns out we were VERY VERY WRONG. It was so dissapointing, there wasn't a tv, boiler and the what's weird was that there was an aircon but no aircon remote.  Then went for buffet :D and went for a lecture on the kuomintang soldiers. Then discussed on our teaching plan till late into the night. We were DAMN unprepared lor. We were actually suppose to teach the next day. Last minute, we were scheduled to teach the day after yesterday. heng ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Scared and interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first day that we would be going to the school. Woke up quite early too, again, ate buffet for breakfast. Then we headed to the school in yellow taxi's (?) The school was called banhuaykokmoo (well, something along that line) It means, the school by the village by the river near the pig pen, cute and long name(: When we arrived we saw all the students all lining up in the field and we felt so shocked/scared/nervous. We saw some students crying and turns out one of their teachers was going to leave the school. Found out that the school was filled with lahu children and our teaching materials were prepared for students who know Thai and ALOT of the students in the school could not speak thai and english at all and just so happens we didn't have a lahu translator. We had to cross our fingers not to get a class filled with lahu children. Then we varnished the school tables and benches and painted the walls. My pants were filled with varnish and paint and they were new pants lor. (wth) Then we went back to MRVR for lunch-buffet,pasta HAHA Then we went to MaeSalong museum and had to fill in a worksheet which was DAMN CHIM, then we went around to the people managing the shops around the area. We asked them a few questions and it was cool cause they understood and spoke chinese as their parents were from China. Then we met General Lei's nephew, General Lei was part of the Kuomintang which was insanely cool. His nephew arranged for us to meet his 93 year old uncle, General Lei. We all managed to gather at his living room and heard him talk for a VERY LONG TIME. He talked non-stop and talked alot for a 93 year old man. He was very enthusiastic, even though he was speaking chinese, we still could not hear what he was talking about. Then we went to the tea plantation and went back for buffet dinner. Then had a lecture on opium then we did a comic (: Our group discussed late into the night about our unprepared teaching plan. We were VERY nervous as we were going the teach the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Not so bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to our school and we were the first group to teach, turns out we were going to teach a group of year 2s who only spoke lahu, and this was the toughest group of children all the groups had on the previous day. It was very messy and we were very confused. We were lost and the kids were getting bored. So, we considered this lesson a failure. Our materials weren't that good i suppose. Then we went to the hall of opium. It was the coolest museum i've been to. I wanted to look more, then i had to go to the toilet. HAHA. Then oddly/sickly, when i went to the museum i stared at these pink balloons for a really long time as they looked very odd then i heard Mdm ting beside me staring at the balloons too and she was tsk-ing the i turned my head to read the description, turns out they were condoms !!!!! (WTH LAH) i was staring at them blankly for damn long lah. SUPER embarassing and sick. Then we headed to the golden triangle, it was damn cool. We could see myanmar and laos. Then we went back to the MRVR and had a interesting lecture on hill tribes and realised we were going to teach again. So we stayed up once again to discuss ): We didn't have farm activities today so we had team bonding! It was DAMN fun, especially the games with Will. HAHA 'walk away in shame' haha i couldn't spin!!!! Then when we went over to the other side to play another set of games, i fell down because of dog and bone lor! HAHA hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;BEST DAY EVER, totally rocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the last day being in the school. We taught again, and it totally wasn't as bad as the first time, our lesson plan improved greatly, we took alot of the teacher's advice (thanks teachers(:) We thought another class, and they were older than the first group. They were shy at first and it was hard to talk to them cause they didn't really understand thai but they knew more thai than the previous class. I did like ALL of the talking (other people ah, tsk tsk never talk HAHA) then i went around personally to help the other kids, we taught them much much much more words than expected. They learned so fast lah! It was super fun. Then the boys at the back were so shy haha they were damn cute(: At the end of the lessons, older kids came to join in and there were so many people standing outside the class and at the back of the class. I tried asking the people standing at the back to come in but they wouldn't. ALl of us had such a great time with the kids(: Valetta said we taught them well(: cause when they went in to teach them colours, valetta pointed at the green hello kitty shirt on one of those girls, she was suppose to reply green but instead she replied 'cat' HAHA SO CUTE LAH. We took tons of pictures and tried to finish painting the school, but couldn't so it was really sad, alot of the children went to see us go off. Very touching and sad, but alot of fun too.(: I really enjoyed teaching:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- TO BE CONTINUED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-8396353985599811052?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8396353985599811052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=8396353985599811052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/8396353985599811052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/8396353985599811052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2009/03/sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-6701949667342816562</id><published>2009-02-20T22:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T13:50:56.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ok i'm being really random here, but the guys refer to my friends. HAHA. I'm really in a good mood today, as its the only day this week in which i get to relax(: then there's 2-3 tests next week, presentation for Thailand Teaching and Cross Country (ugh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgotten about this until i saw Ys blog. We had Home Economics Test on Tue and we were suppose to make this really delicious fruit drink. So we had the blender and fruits ready including the large amount of ice. So we started blending the thing and there was supposedly this glass/plastic cover but we didn't know there was such a thing so we used our hands to cover the hole at the top. Then we heard this insanely loud sound coming from the blender like it was about to explode or break but we left it alone as we thought it was just the ice. After the whole test, Mrs K. wanted to blender back and found out that our cover was missing we didn't see it at all so we told her that it didn't come with a cover. So we peacefully drank our delicious drink to find tiny glass pieces we thought were from the banana or strawberry but turned out to be glass. Everyone accused it was my ice fault. But the clear shards of who-knows-what were the exact texture of glass and not ice. In the end, we realized we had blended the glass cover from the blender into our drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We blended the blender; We ate a blender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm sort of looking forward to the Thailand trip now, cause of the possibility of spending time with Ys and V. and talking crap for who knows how long. My record of talking crap was 9 hours(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-6701949667342816562?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6701949667342816562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=6701949667342816562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/6701949667342816562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/6701949667342816562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-you-guys-ok-im-being-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-5183616452272555128</id><published>2009-02-19T16:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T16:54:34.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end is near</title><content type='html'>Everyone's so F-ing busy these days. There's like tests every damn week. AND to add on to our workload there's a bloody hell load of homework and i have to bloody prepare for Thailand's Teaching. I bet everyone's in a bloody bad mood nowadays. We seriously have NO time at all. We're so busy and we're just Sec 2 and we're way early from our exams. I doubt the teacher's know what we're going through.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I totally screwed up my Science and Math test. Ugh. I'm so pissed off at myself right now for not studying more. ): At least i'm much more hardworking compared to the past few year :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was okayyyyyyyyyyyyyy. Mr T. and Mr P. aka Tiger didn't come so we were frigging free, we didn't play, we STUDIED. SO HARDWORKING RIGHT! I studied, another historical moment (: At first we thought there wasn't any science test since Mr T. didn't come, almost everyone studied math, but luckily Yi Shien and I were smart(: We studied science together;D But Math was horrible, i didn't get to study eveerrrrrrrythingggggg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also managed to think of ways for the Thailand Trip to be more enjoyable for Yishien, Me and Valetta((((((((((((((: Hopefully we can bunk together and talk crap during the whole trip:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-5183616452272555128?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5183616452272555128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=5183616452272555128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/5183616452272555128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/5183616452272555128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2009/02/end-is-near.html' title='The end is near'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-3845415240851411096</id><published>2009-02-10T18:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:26:12.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 February 2009</title><content type='html'>happy birthday velvet. &lt;div&gt;Coincidentally, its my birthday. ;p Its rather disturbing to find out that someone of such mindset would have the same birthday as me. I'm rather happy with my birthday, ate Japanese Food with my family, including my grandmother, though she really doesn't fancy Japanese food):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got angpaos for my birthday; they usually said: you're old already, i don't know what to buy for you so i'll just give you angpaos :D  i seriously do love angpaos as it contains money:D but what pisses me off is the fact that i'm old or older. I hate having early birthdays):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far; there has been an insane amount of homework; i can't keep track of homework we have to do if it involves doing it on the computer): and what makes it much much much worse is that there's the freaking bloody I/C program which is bloody confusing (!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to thank everyone for giving me gifts or cards for my birthday;D means alot(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay my mortal finally replied to me:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-3845415240851411096?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3845415240851411096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=3845415240851411096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/3845415240851411096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/3845415240851411096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2009/02/8-february-2009.html' title='8 February 2009'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-4998000242986517559</id><published>2009-02-06T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T00:03:45.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>top of the world</title><content type='html'>I feel extremely extremely extremely happy:&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Partly because today didn't turn out as bad as i thought, and what made it better was i listened during Science (!) - well only for probably the last 10-20 minutes cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Shien&lt;/span&gt; asked me to. But still i paid attention and understood what Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Teo&lt;/span&gt; was talking about. :D &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; super happy because on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;, my Dad bought me a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;PSP&lt;/span&gt; (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really don't enjoy literature. I remembered that it used to be fun when Ms Vick* taught us, then came &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mdm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kal&lt;/span&gt;*, but i didn't listen to any of her lessons but she usually didn't catch people not listening and then in Sec 2 came Ms &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Vanit&lt;/span&gt;*, from my point of view, she's super strict and i don't really like her and her lessons are kinda boring (no offense)  )))))))))):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For lunch, i once again bought 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Roti&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Pratas&lt;/span&gt;(: Previously, i ate 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Roti&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Pratas&lt;/span&gt; in 1 hour, but today i was super fast &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;, i ate them in about half an hour. :D Then, this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;malay&lt;/span&gt; senior or whatever her race (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ethnicity)&lt;/span&gt;  is spilled the curry from her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Roti&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Prata&lt;/span&gt; and got it all over her uniform, so her &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; friend helped to clean her shirt by swinging her dirtied shirt around and her &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh so genius friend&lt;/span&gt; swung the shirt somewhere around my bag and so the curry dripped on my bag causing a stain (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) I was super pissed off la, ugh, they should compensate for my bag. Then, i went for Math and went to looked for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Shien&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;, she asked me to stay back with her but i refused and we exchanged &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pinkies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My birthday is just round the corner (((((((((((((((: I'm willing to kindly accept any gifts ranging from a million dollars to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ferrari&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-4998000242986517559?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4998000242986517559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=4998000242986517559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/4998000242986517559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/4998000242986517559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2009/02/top-of-world.html' title='top of the world'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-702829979752044147</id><published>2009-02-03T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T23:15:58.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doesn't always come by</title><content type='html'>(sigh) today wasn't really all that fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, i came late to school and got scolded by Ms L. and was told that we had to come down for duty by 7-7.05. I don't even come to school that early when school sortof started at 7.10. One of the reasons for shifting the school time 10 minutes later was for us, students, to be able to get to sleep for 10 minutes more. By coming to school earlier than before, shifting the school time doesn't really serve its purpose. Secondly, as i was 'late' i didn't bring my home econs stuff down, so i had to run all the way to get the key for the classroom to get my stuff /:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made it much worse than the fact that i have to come to school way early is that i found out that we were seperated into groups for the trip to thailand according to a list. Which really seriously &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sucks&lt;/span&gt;! One of the main point of going to a country is to have fun with friends that you actually know. Not bunking in with strangers having awkward slient moments all the time. Who the hell would like to share the same room with a total stranger. So, dread this trip (a little) and i was sabo-ed to become the leader just when the teacher said not to sabo anyone :((((((((((((((((((((((( &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND &lt;/span&gt;found out that of the 5 girls in my group, 4 of them were from Raffles:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO, i seriously seriously seriously seriously want a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PMC&lt;/span&gt; as i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; wanna run for PE. I can now predict that tomorrow will be a very horrible and dreadful day for me, HAHA, don't expect me to be talking alot:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-702829979752044147?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/702829979752044147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=702829979752044147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/702829979752044147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/702829979752044147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2009/02/doesnt-always-come-by.html' title='Doesn&apos;t always come by'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-7781977245222858073</id><published>2009-02-02T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T23:40:22.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to tell</title><content type='html'>I've been really really really really busy with work these days. Especially with Art going on, i can spend a month drawing a face, and i'm serious. I get SOOO distracted when i do Art, i usually lose my focus or just don't feel like going on to complete Art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its rather Ironic that i hate Art and most likely the slowest person in class for Art, as i haven't even completed my Transformation Drawing, and yet, I am the Art Rep. Pro uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made uncountable Historical Moments during the past week and added numerous more jewels to Crystal Diamond Chopsticks : Crystal Diamond Sapphire Ruby Emerald Chopsticks :DDDDD And finally had a proper survey, where we only had to do circling instead of having to write a thousand words on paper crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AVA was really slack, HAHA, ate in the room and even bribed the teacher. Before AVA ;D Also, saw Yi Shien running while we were going to have our break HAHA gave her the pinky numerous times today(: (?) And finally went home way early than when i did when i had netball training. Now i'm stuck to rush through Art, with the flora and fauna project including the recent cacriture (sp?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck to be able to pull through this crisis D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAE YOUNG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-7781977245222858073?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7781977245222858073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=7781977245222858073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/7781977245222858073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/7781977245222858073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2009/02/something-to-tell_02.html' title='Something to tell'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-7268440671143788285</id><published>2009-02-02T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:54:18.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to tell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-7268440671143788285?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7268440671143788285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=7268440671143788285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/7268440671143788285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/7268440671143788285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2009/02/something-to-tell.html' title='Something to tell'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-1790642451503280382</id><published>2009-01-26T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T01:23:55.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fats</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR~! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all you people out there have a blessed and better year. (Basically, hope to get more money) Money makes the world go round. To all you people out there, Chinese New Year is a festival to stuff yourself, put on a few pounds, gather money and oranges. Though, most likely the money which we will receive in those red packets will be halved. Just gotta blame the the gloomy economy. So, stuff yourself silly people, i'll examine your bulging bellies when school reopens :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-1790642451503280382?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1790642451503280382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=1790642451503280382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/1790642451503280382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/1790642451503280382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2009/01/fats.html' title='Fats'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-2442521588858950604</id><published>2009-01-24T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T23:53:25.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Nothing much happened today. Audi-ed with Chikhay and made numerous sucky looking icons, I found out i'm not good in graphic design): ; depressing. Anyway, its &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Chinese New Year Eve&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow, wanna wish everyone (well including people i hate, i'm nice:D ) a Happy Chinese New Year Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;新年快乐~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-2442521588858950604?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2442521588858950604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=2442521588858950604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/2442521588858950604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/2442521588858950604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-8593355726000346810</id><published>2009-01-23T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T23:45:03.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>I finally decided to start updating my dead blog. Its been months since i've updated. HAHA loooooong time): Had History Graded Assignment today. Mugged the whole entire damn night for it and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well when the time comes i'll reveal what it actually was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since today was the celebration of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHINESE NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;in school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we had performances by kids from China. Found out that my school is seriously biased, there was a group of 7 year old boys who came out doing the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;chacha&lt;/span&gt; or some sort then the hall erupted into never-ending applause and cheers. Ironic, 16 year olds going for 7 years olds. Our seniors are so desperate, HAHA, our principal should arrange a month or a few weeks for a boys school to work with our school. That'd be cool, it'll be much much much better if they were from &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;UK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to wish everyone a Happy New Year in advancement(: happy holidays:DDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-8593355726000346810?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8593355726000346810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=8593355726000346810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/8593355726000346810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/8593355726000346810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2009/01/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-6771350142485029988</id><published>2008-11-16T14:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T15:00:27.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Rule #1: People who have been tagged MUST write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule #2: Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged CANNOT REFUSE . These people must state who they were tagged by and CANNOT TAG  the person whom they were tagged by continuing this game by sending it to other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tagged by &lt;b&gt;Jie Hui. (urgh)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you have secrets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Doesn't everyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Would you fall in love with a boy younger than you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;NO WAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you enjoy going to school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;okok only (haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What will you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Whoa. I'll probably save most of it, Donate some of it and spend loads of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Probably, if my best friend is a guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone, or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you are an idiot, touch your nose with your index fingers, and jump up twice and turn around once, and try to balance on one foot. do this all with your finger still on the nose. Was it tough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Well i'm not an idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your favourite food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Japanese food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What makes you angry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;When there are misunderstandings between my family or friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;23 years of age (being old)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Family &amp;amp; Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What are the most important things in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;what?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Single or attached?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Single (duh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What are your favourite colours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So many repetitive questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Most likely not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you fall in love with two people, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;If i do fall in love with two people, then i'll tell you my answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing someone has done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Depends on what horrible thing that person has done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you really want now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Although the rules states to tag people to do this quiz. I'm so not gonna tag anyone. (&gt;__&lt;) haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-6771350142485029988?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6771350142485029988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=6771350142485029988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/6771350142485029988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/6771350142485029988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/11/another.html' title='Another'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-824961983200194480</id><published>2008-11-16T14:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T14:44:20.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored.Bored.Bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: People who have been tagged must write their answers in their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;B: Tag 8 ppl to do this quiz &amp;amp; those tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by &amp;amp; cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by.&lt;br /&gt;C: Continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What have you been doing recently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Attending Japanese lessons?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you ever turn your cell phone off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Well it automatically turns off when there isn't any battery left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What happened at 10am today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I was sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4. When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I can't remember. I don't cry much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Believe in fate/destiny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Probably&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you want in your life now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you tend to make a relationship complicated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;What type of relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8. Are you wearing anything borrowed from someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What was the last movie you caught?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Can't remember. I watch too many movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10. Does the person know that you like him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I've been in a girls school practically my whole life. So i don't know any guys and have no one i like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who always makes you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Alot of people make me laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you speak languages other then english?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Chinese, Japanese (well i'm learning) and does dialects count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;13. Favourite websites?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Too many to name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Attending Japanese lessons &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do you think you are like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;what?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who will you choose to die with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I don't intend to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Where have you been today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So far, I'm still at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What game do you play often?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I don't really play games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Who are you missing right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;No one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If you had to choose between a friend or a lover, who will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Definitely friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What are you doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Isn't it kinda obvious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Which primary school are you from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Raffles Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Name 3 colours that you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Black, White, Green (?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What emoticon do you like to show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I don't really like emoticons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What is your life to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I sometimes feel like ending it. (I'm not emo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. If you have something troubling you, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Keep it to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What do you do when you're moody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Stay in a depressed mood and not talk to anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. At which age do you wish to get married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I don't wish to tie the knot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Who is the most important to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Family &amp;amp; Friends ( NO ONE ELSE!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. If today is the last day of your life, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Depends on how i'm gonna die. If i'm gonna die in my sleep then i'll enjoy my last day. But other than that perhaps i'll take tons of sleeping pills and die while sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me. I'm trustworthy{:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after rain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Probably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. If you had a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The power to turn back time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Learning to study hard (I really can't bring myself to study)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I'm not sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What feeling do you love the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;When i've accomplised something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. What feeling do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. You like doing quizzes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Yeah (duh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. What do you think is the most important in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;What?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. What will you bring when you fight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Why will i even fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What have you regretted doing in your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Too many to name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. What would you do if nobody cared for you any longer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Why won't they care for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. What if your girlfriend/boyfriend two-timed you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Not sure. I'll inform you when i get one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm not gonna tag other people to do this quiz. Those people out there who are as bored as me, do this quiz.{:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-824961983200194480?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/824961983200194480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=824961983200194480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/824961983200194480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/824961983200194480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/11/boredboredbored.html' title='Bored.Bored.Bored.'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-8528172232758151167</id><published>2008-11-09T11:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T11:36:18.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aspartame</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Coke Zero and Pepsi Max is cancerous (!?!?) well I just saw an sms on those 2 drinks containing Aspartame which is a chemical that replaces sugar and is cancerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Went shopping at Vivo after piano lessons and after my Dad insisted on buying his '$8000' camera. Bought a number of accessories and a really cool hat. Wish that I could buy more, but yeah as i said in the previous post. I'm broke. Oh, and we're not going to Hong Kong anymore. The tix are just way too expensive. We could buy the  airline tix for just 200 bucks when it isn't during the school holidays and stuff. And now, during the school holidays, the tix costs as high as 600 bucks. So, maybe we're going to Japan again or maybe Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having another Jap test tomorrow again. Still haven't studied for it. I'm so dead. I need motivation and influence to study. And, anyone wants to give me money? I'm desperate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;moneymoneymoneymoney, yes, I'm money-minded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-8528172232758151167?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8528172232758151167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=8528172232758151167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/8528172232758151167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/8528172232758151167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/11/aspartame.html' title='Aspartame'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-3346615567873465542</id><published>2008-11-07T23:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T11:27:57.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to do</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SCHOOL LIFE CONFESSIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[x]Talked back to a teacher &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] Been kicked out of class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] Worn pyjamas to school - ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[x] Had your tooth fall out at school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] Gotten lost in your school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[X] Broken the dress code in school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[x] Completely failed a test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[x] Left class without asking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] Missed a whole week of school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] Thrown up in school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] Been beat up at school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HOME LIFE CONFESSIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[X] Argue with your parents a lot (not really a lot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] Argue with your brother(s) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[x] Argue with your sister(s) a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[X] Have your own room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] Do your own laundry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] Cook dinner once in a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[x] Are loud and obnoxious at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[X] Wear pajamas when you are not going anywhere (rarely, when I'm lazy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[x] You sleep in very long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] All you do is watch television &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] Your parents are divorced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] Your family makes you cry alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] One or both of your grandparents live with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] You can't stand being with your parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FRIEND CONFESSIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[x]You currently dislike one or more of your friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[x] You are jealous of one or more of your friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[x] You have known a friend your whole life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] Your friends are all taller than you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[x] You have been ditched by a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[x] You have memorized a friends phone number &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[x] You have lost/forgotten a friends phone number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] You have been to all of your friends houses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[x] You love most all of your friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HABIT CONFESSIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] You bite your nails ( I peel them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] You have an odd obsession with knives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[X] You cannot sleep with the door closed (only if the air-con is on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] You cannot sleep with the door open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[x] There is at least one sound you cannot stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] You write stories about mad cannibalistic serial killers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[x] You are good at telling lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PERSONAL OPINION CONFESSIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[X] You hate George Bush &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[X] Abortion is horrible and should be illegal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] Gay marriage is fine to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] Boys make better friends than girls do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] The beach is an excellent place for a date (no comment) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] Pink is an ugly color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] Needles aren’t so horrible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] Human flesh tastes like fine aged veal (how would i know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[x] You have plenty of secrets &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER CONFESSIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] Fallen down the stairs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] Someone has tied your shoelaces together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[x] Had a nail fall off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] Captured, Manipulated, or Destroyed a soul by Ars Falcis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] Had surgery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[x] Slapped someone across the face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] Killed someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] Someone has called you a tease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] You have been to Europe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[ ] You have worn something inside out for a whole day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THE SELF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[01] Name: Audrey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[02] Nickname: Aud (and it isn't mrs something)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[03] Married: I'm still in school ==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[04] Zodiac Sign: Aquarius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[05] Gender: Female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[06] Age: 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[07] High School: Crescent Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[08] College: haven't thought of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[09] Height: Can't remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[10] Weight: Can't remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[11] Do you like yourself: no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[12] Piercings: no, but i wouldn't mind them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[13] Right or left: Right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[14] Are you a freak: Nope, but i do know that I'm cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[15] Hair: Dark brown (I guess)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[16] Skin: Tann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[17] Allergic: no allergies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[18] What are you doing now: This quiz (duh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[19] What will you do 1 hour later: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[20] What will you do 10 years later: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THE FAMILY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[21] Live with mother/father/parents: Parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[22] Siblings: Younger sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(skipping the love sections)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THE STUDIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[56] Are you a good student: I don't think so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[57] You always done your homeworks/assignments: Some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[58] The teacher/tutor you love the most: not sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[59] Always late to school/college: Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[61] You love your seniors: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[62] Senior who you love the most: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[63] Your classmates good/bad: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[64] Excellent result classmate: Mrs Phelps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THE PEOPLE (I'm just going to put NIL for this whole section)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[66] Smart people: NIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[67] Stupid people: NIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[68] Good looking people: NIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[69] Ugly people: NIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[70] Funny people: NIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[71] Cute people: NIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[72] Bad people: NIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[73] Honest people: NIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[74] Acting people: NIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[75] What kind of person are you?: NIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THE PREFER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[76] Lip or eyes: Both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[77] Hugs or kisses: Hugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[78] Shorter or taller: Taller &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[79] Hesitant or spontaneous: Both?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[80] Nice stomach or nice arms: Both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[81] Listener or talker: Both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[82] Romantic or rich: Both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[83] Good husband or good father: Both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THE FUTURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[84] Age to get marry: I don't intend to marry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[85] Numbers of kid(s): I don't intend to get pregnant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[86] Career: Still thinking about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[87] Salary: Earning bout million bucks a year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[88] Retirement age: Once I earn 10 million dollars which supposedly isn't that long from now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[89] Properties value: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[90] Wishes: To have more wishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quiz is plain weird. I'm not tagging anyone to do this quiz. Any soul out there who feels as bored as I do. Just do this screwed up quiz. I won't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun! Went to Hil's house for Japanese lessons. (haha) thought i was late, turns out the teacher came later than I did. I really can't take all this mocking. I'm on the verge of insanity. In school, a whole bunch of brainless people mock me, Mrs lh etc etc. My best friends from pri sch, start mocking me too. Fortunately not someone whom I've never met before, but worse. My cousin. How great is it to mock me, I really wanna know how it feels. It isn't that fun, serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i just started talking in twit, its fun, but a pain to one's eyes. Its seriously hard to tell what one is saying when he/she is typing in twit. Screw twit. I wish i could go out shopping again next week but I'm broke. Any kind soul out there, willing to give me money which i do not need to return. (any?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm really bored, and great there's more homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-3346615567873465542?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3346615567873465542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=3346615567873465542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/3346615567873465542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/3346615567873465542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/11/nothing-to-do.html' title='Nothing to do'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-6045408190828330114</id><published>2008-11-06T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T23:21:24.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy me</title><content type='html'>I think this is the busiest holiday ever, not because of homework but because i go out practically every single day. Monday to Wednesday, slept over at Ann's house with Hillary and also went for Jap lessons. Finally realized how little brain cells i have left. Japanese can be really hard. But the good thing is that i finally learned 50 vocab and memorized all the Hiragana. Whoo! I'm proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehs. Went to karaoke and had this ice cream buffet.(cool) It seriously was dammit fun. Today went to watch hsm3 with Ann and sis (weixin couldn't come and we wasted a tix) and bought some seriously rocking friendship necklace. Spent all my money, felt super pissed at myself. Had late lunch (again) at macs, played with food and threw fries around. All you kids out there, don't do this at home. We musn't waste food! (haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah! having a test tomorrow, and i haven't studied for it. I'm so dead. (and so is Ann)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wish there were more of this days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-6045408190828330114?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6045408190828330114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=6045408190828330114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/6045408190828330114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/6045408190828330114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/11/busy-me.html' title='Busy me'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-8319550136954389836</id><published>2008-11-01T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T23:00:12.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Understanding</title><content type='html'>I realized that parents are not understanding, well sometimes at least. They tend not to understand our feelings and thinks that we should be exactly like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31st oct was Halloween, nothing much, just spent the day staring at the computer screen like always. The holidays are getting real boring, there really isn't much to do. Oh and these few days, i've not been able to sleep peacefully, i think i've got insomnia (?)(is that it?) Someone help me overcome my sleeping problem (although i won't take any from Yishien, Valetta or Jie Hui)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo! won't be back till wednesday, hope i get to sleep really well by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excitement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-8319550136954389836?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8319550136954389836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=8319550136954389836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/8319550136954389836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/8319550136954389836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/11/being-understanding.html' title='Being Understanding'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-3162279347250533561</id><published>2008-10-29T11:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T12:09:47.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"you gotta be somebody-"</title><content type='html'>I'm taken aback at how fast I'm able to complete my holiday homework. It takes alot of motivation (Ys. it isn't from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;anyone&lt;/span&gt; ) Spent days mugging, and finally completed my all my homework. I usually complete my homework last minute, completing your homework during the first week of holiday really makes one feel really satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the holidays have started, and its just the first week of holidays, i feel really bored. There's really nothing left to do, unless revise throught the sec 1 stuff, which probably &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO ONE &lt;/span&gt;will do. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or &lt;/span&gt;I could look through the sec 2 stuff, but that will only happen once i get my sec 2 books. Right now, i'm just surfing the net, nothing to do, somehow feel that the computer is getting rather &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sian &lt;/span&gt;and i don't feel like using the computer anymore. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someone help me- give me something to do. I'm dying of boredom. I need to do something constructive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dread the thought of being a year older, having juniors. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I seriously need help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hsm3-should i watch it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-3162279347250533561?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3162279347250533561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=3162279347250533561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/3162279347250533561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/3162279347250533561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-gotta-be-somebody.html' title='&quot;you gotta be somebody-&quot;'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-4360544512814982333</id><published>2008-10-24T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T22:07:00.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"ice ice baby~"</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the last day of school. It was a dammit depressing day for me. For the first time (maybe) i really didn't want school to end, i really don't like the thought of having juniors. I wished i could remain the youngest of the school forever, always remain as juniors. Unfortunately, someone (Mrs. Phelps) doesn't feel the same way as i do, and insists that having juniors is a good thing. At least someone else (valetta) understands how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had spring cleaning on the last day of school, had the clean the classroom and we even had to remove the gigantic grosss wasp nest from inside the desk (shudders) also had to wipe the floor (!!) (?) Someone i'm not sure who, covered the dry broom in wipes and used it as a mop, how creative(!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cleaning the dammit dirty classroom, Mr chew finally let us off. Went to tiong with Mrs phelps and Valetta, Mrs phelps had to lug her pail along (how embarassing)(!) XP Ate macs and saw tons of trackers. (and this doesn't prove that track rocks) Those 2 lame people are obviously jealous of how cool i am. They even pretended to not know who i was and claimed that i was a stalker (!)(?) They are obviously overwhelmed with jealousy. Why would i want to stalk them? Only Mrs phelps would be delighted to stalk her wonderful husband.(HAHA) Half the time was spent mocking me (wth) Its seriously not that fun to mock me, it drives each and everyone of you to die of boredom, so stop mocking me. Especially you Mrs phelps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays have started and i dread the day when we will have to return to school and face our juniors(urgh) Anyway, I AM COOL, MY NAME'S NOT KAYA HAMILTON, AND MRS PHELPS LIKES TO STARE AT MICHAEL PHELPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I am cool, cool as ice, ice ice baby~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-4360544512814982333?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4360544512814982333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=4360544512814982333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/4360544512814982333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/4360544512814982333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/10/ice-ice-baby.html' title='&quot;ice ice baby~&quot;'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-8709918431067009455</id><published>2008-10-22T22:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:33:13.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"swim baby swim"</title><content type='html'>Gotten back report books today, kinda surprised that my ranking was higher than i expected it to be. Basically none of the teachers except for Mr teo and Mr chew came into class. Mr chew actually gave out gifts (to some people-biased)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole lotta people went to see this horrific game called hotel 626 which scared the shit out of us. Accidentally caught a glimpse of the ghost in the toilet. Also saw this freaky cursed person who was half human half donkey (shudders). Sang a parody of 'check yes juliet' "check yes michael phelps are you with me, rain is pouring down on your swimming pool, i won't go until you swim with me" "swim baby swim" "lace up your swimming trunks (a oh a oh) fall into my swimming trunks" gotta admit that the last qoute is really sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One very very good thing came our of today: I managed to grab a spot for the integrated curriculum to thailand, and what makes it better is that Yishien and Valetta are going too. I can mock Ys all day long, and Valetta had better not mock me either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie Hui brought her camera and took some really unglam photos of us, made me look like a fat male! Also tortured Jae Young by writing dozens of 'T.O.P sucks" on tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP82Xac0ZPI/AAAAAAAAAGU/gQm1u3odoek/s1600-h/school+55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP82Xac0ZPI/AAAAAAAAAGU/gQm1u3odoek/s400/school+55.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259982665657115890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very unglam photo of our classroom window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP812E-Sn7I/AAAAAAAAAF0/s279YA4ORFc/s1600-h/school+74.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP812E-Sn7I/AAAAAAAAAF0/s279YA4ORFc/s400/school+74.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259982092956245938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jae Young's jail photos? (front view)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP812eG8mOI/AAAAAAAAAF8/hwlrxtEdK-E/s1600-h/school+75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP812eG8mOI/AAAAAAAAAF8/hwlrxtEdK-E/s400/school+75.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259982099703437538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More jail photos (side view, and jae young, you're suppose to look to the side)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP812pHSwVI/AAAAAAAAAGE/LKrFvd3CBMc/s1600-h/school+76.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP812pHSwVI/AAAAAAAAAGE/LKrFvd3CBMc/s400/school+76.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259982102657679698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least she done it right this time (the paper says MRS TOP) -NOT MRS TOP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP812tQxdKI/AAAAAAAAAGM/gHI2UWS_1Ho/s1600-h/school+77.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP812tQxdKI/AAAAAAAAAGM/gHI2UWS_1Ho/s400/school+77.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259982103771182242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last jail photo (back view)-NOT MRS TOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP82XmlIMwI/AAAAAAAAAGc/CIQe3_Rc8r8/s1600-h/school+79.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP82XmlIMwI/AAAAAAAAAGc/CIQe3_Rc8r8/s400/school+79.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259982668913193730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again NOT MRS TOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP82XzMf9OI/AAAAAAAAAGk/MaY4Pt8Dt8A/s1600-h/school+80.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP82XzMf9OI/AAAAAAAAAGk/MaY4Pt8Dt8A/s400/school+80.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259982672299554018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP82YD11SlI/AAAAAAAAAGs/EjtcbsrwTeM/s1600-h/school+81.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP82YD11SlI/AAAAAAAAAGs/EjtcbsrwTeM/s400/school+81.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259982676767885906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jae Young isn't MRS TOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP82YZMfSBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/SszqbtZDHXQ/s1600-h/school+84.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP82YZMfSBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/SszqbtZDHXQ/s400/school+84.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259982682500057106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jae young, mrs top?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8258gQMGI/AAAAAAAAAG8/8eMtFiS5hbk/s1600-h/school+85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8258gQMGI/AAAAAAAAAG8/8eMtFiS5hbk/s400/school+85.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259983258913878114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP826Ash05I/AAAAAAAAAHE/FCBGs0BZf3w/s1600-h/school+88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP826Ash05I/AAAAAAAAAHE/FCBGs0BZf3w/s400/school+88.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259983260039107474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we were being quite mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP826k3FocI/AAAAAAAAAHM/cQB03XvK5PE/s1600-h/school+89.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP826k3FocI/AAAAAAAAAHM/cQB03XvK5PE/s400/school+89.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259983269747073474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8260fr2HI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ql6YpC9lrXE/s1600-h/school+90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8260fr2HI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ql6YpC9lrXE/s400/school+90.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259983273943881842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY this is VERY MEAN compared to what happened to Jae Young, by sticking MRS HAMILTON on my back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8261nW2aI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ivl3ldNR-78/s1600-h/school+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8261nW2aI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ivl3ldNR-78/s400/school+102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259983274244495778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Turkey-yishien and my NEW husband! (The lady is drawn by yishien and dude, by me)&lt;br /&gt;Why am i looking down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(All these photos were snagged from jie hui-facebook)&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of JieHui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-8709918431067009455?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8709918431067009455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=8709918431067009455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/8709918431067009455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/8709918431067009455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/10/swim-baby-swim.html' title='&quot;swim baby swim&quot;'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP82Xac0ZPI/AAAAAAAAAGU/gQm1u3odoek/s72-c/school+55.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-1339131295339421335</id><published>2008-10-18T22:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T23:10:36.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Icons</title><content type='html'>I just realised i'm currently obsessed with icons (not of robert pattison, michael phelps, lewis hamilton, jang geun suk or the dammit malay guy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SPn6jOnmdvI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/IqXA32MKymg/s1600-h/twilight+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SPn6jOnmdvI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/IqXA32MKymg/s400/twilight+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258509523058325234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SPn6jPBvZgI/AAAAAAAAAEY/KenopxLDhjA/s1600-h/twilight+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SPn6jPBvZgI/AAAAAAAAAEY/KenopxLDhjA/s400/twilight+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258509523167962626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SPn6jaJuAlI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ckRjdIVVj4I/s1600-h/twilight+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SPn6jaJuAlI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ckRjdIVVj4I/s400/twilight+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258509526154216018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SPn6jsabRRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/mkhJyzsIiH0/s1600-h/Icon+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SPn6jsabRRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/mkhJyzsIiH0/s400/Icon+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258509531056129298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SPn6joQ0flI/AAAAAAAAAEw/p4w8vBpAf2o/s1600-h/Icon+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SPn6joQ0flI/AAAAAAAAAEw/p4w8vBpAf2o/s400/Icon+19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258509529942097490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SPn75JXt1sI/AAAAAAAAAFI/NEqJ6vc_9sk/s1600-h/Icon+119.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SPn75JXt1sI/AAAAAAAAAFI/NEqJ6vc_9sk/s400/Icon+119.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258510999118272194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SPn74Yz9TmI/AAAAAAAAAE4/5f5C6xxnEWI/s1600-h/Icon+51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SPn74Yz9TmI/AAAAAAAAAE4/5f5C6xxnEWI/s400/Icon+51.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258510986083389026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SPn74xTa-mI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Np-4_0cz8C0/s1600-h/Icon+59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SPn74xTa-mI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Np-4_0cz8C0/s400/Icon+59.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258510992657807970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, by the way the last 3 icons are specially for yi shien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I am cool&lt;br /&gt;2) I am so gonna kill whoever mocks me&lt;br /&gt;3) I am not in denial&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-1339131295339421335?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1339131295339421335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=1339131295339421335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/1339131295339421335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/1339131295339421335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/10/icons.html' title='Icons'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SPn6jOnmdvI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/IqXA32MKymg/s72-c/twilight+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-7359998917170701523</id><published>2008-10-16T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:34:13.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Nutritious Kimchi-"</title><content type='html'>My 70th post...whoopdiidoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, getting our results back wasn't that much of an exciting thing. Our papers kept us in suspense and kept us feeling anxious. I'd bet Ys. and I was feeling the most anxious. The rest looked calm and laid-back. Having my results back unfortunately, wasn't as good as ys (and never is going to be) and neither did it come up to my expectations. How depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh made tons of bets, especially bets involving dancing (break-dancing, soujia boy, pole-dancing) haha. Ys is gonna pole dance in the middle of a race track. (for a certain someone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least PE today, cheered me up. We played this game : Wipeout. haha. Was hilariously fun. Our group named, nutritious kimchi. This name was greatly influenced by a library educator. Laughed our butts off during the lesson, and earned our title in second place. Our strategies were great, throughout the whole (teaming up) game i stayed at the corner and tricked almost everyone into believing that i was out, then when the last person in the middle was wiped-out, then i waited a few seconds then entered the middle of the court (muahahahaha) look what great evil minds we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nutritious kimchi cheer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nutritious is kimchi&lt;br /&gt;Kimchi is nutritious&lt;br /&gt;We eat kimchi&lt;br /&gt;And are better than you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nu-tri-tious k-i-m-c-h-i&lt;br /&gt;go~ kimchi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;How long does it take for me to get there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-7359998917170701523?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7359998917170701523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=7359998917170701523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/7359998917170701523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/7359998917170701523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-70th-post.html' title='&quot;Nutritious Kimchi-&quot;'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-2672768055163325606</id><published>2008-10-09T14:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T14:56:15.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Courage</title><content type='html'>Exams are finally over. The stress is gone. But its the start of ccas. (urgh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;English: hard; couldn't really understand what they are asking for.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: harder; its very likely that i'll fail&lt;br /&gt;Science: frustrating&lt;br /&gt;History: a good thing came out of it; i managed to finish it for the first time&lt;br /&gt;Literature: (sigh) no comment; i'm going to screw up for lit&lt;br /&gt;Math: i managed to finish it; and yet again i'm going to screw up for math too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Its a confirmation 100% that i'm gonna flunk all my subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Can somone give me courage&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-2672768055163325606?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2672768055163325606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=2672768055163325606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/2672768055163325606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/2672768055163325606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/10/courage.html' title='Courage'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-6657027202843338144</id><published>2008-09-25T16:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T16:21:14.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hatred</title><content type='html'>"he" just made the whole class hate him even more than we do. "he" is really unreasonable okay. "he" asked us for our deepest truthful thoughts about the class and school, of course we went according to instructions and did so. Then, "he" complaint to us about our thoughts which we wrote down and passed to him. If "he" did not want to see such harsh stuff, and wanted us to write all positive stuff, why bother to ask us to write our deepest thoughts, we might as well write a bunch of crappy lies saying how much we love our school and class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"he" bothers us during exams where there is actually a time limit which i think "he" is unaware of. Saying: &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;is the wasp nest bothering you?  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We have a time limit and yet he "stops by" and talks in a very soft and slow tone. We complaint, he didn't like it. "he" said that he was 'caring', caring for our safety. Well we don't mind people caring for our safety and asking us whether the wasp nest is bothering us. But why ask that question during the exam, can't you ask it before or after. The wasp is dangerous. So what? It has been there since ages ago, why didn't you 'care' for us and ask us then, why now? Also looking through and commenting about people's pens during exams aren't caring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh i'd bet everyone hates him more (affirmative) he brought this upon himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i make my blog private?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Who wouldn't get pissed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-6657027202843338144?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6657027202843338144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=6657027202843338144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/6657027202843338144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/6657027202843338144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/09/hatred.html' title='Hatred'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-5488618714162723965</id><published>2008-09-23T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T22:08:58.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>I'm not motivated to study nor am I motivated to complete my homework. Someone cheer me on and motivate me to study hard. No one seems to understand me especially people who I thought were my true friends (they only made me feel worse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't things be like last time? Why did you change so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Can this get any worse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-5488618714162723965?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5488618714162723965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=5488618714162723965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/5488618714162723965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/5488618714162723965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/09/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-9137837444764682533</id><published>2008-09-22T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T23:00:27.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes</title><content type='html'>I'm so desperate to level up for cabal. Another person is added onto my list of victims who will soon be pronouced dead by me! Exams are just round the corner... I've not studied a thing yet and am able to predict that I'll fail almost every subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;xiao an!- don't go spouting crappy nonsense around the whole world! You really want to see people in a relationship hor! Why choose me~??? You want go be with yq or revella! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ys!- I am not two-timing nor am I married nor am I obsessed with anyone! (this may go to jie hui too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Should i start studying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-9137837444764682533?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/9137837444764682533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=9137837444764682533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/9137837444764682533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/9137837444764682533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/09/quotes.html' title='Quotes'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-6308439578797542406</id><published>2008-09-21T11:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T11:35:51.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsession</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANN~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;whoo~ you're finally thirteen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father came back from Japan yesterday, was totally high man!&lt;br /&gt;He bought a friggin load of stuff back. Haha and I just earned myself 2 more skinnies!&lt;br /&gt;I even earned myself 3 adorable domo-kun keychains. Gosh its so cute!&lt;br /&gt;On the downside to it, my dammit cousin, "canal" got a domo plushie (my hatred for him is officially at its peak)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed up till 12++am (instead of supposedly sleeping at 11) just to wish Ann happy birthday. Oh 1 good thing came out of the highly spamming chat yesterday was that i gained a new nickname: xiaomama (its supposed to sound cute?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current obsession (nothing to do with mp), twilight. I practically searched through every video website to find a decent trailer of the show. I really can't wait for the premier in singapore, the story is so addicting... how i wish i was the female lead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;twilight is the love... so is domo-kun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-6308439578797542406?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6308439578797542406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=6308439578797542406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/6308439578797542406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/6308439578797542406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/09/obsession.html' title='Obsession'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-5965243569091749055</id><published>2008-09-14T09:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:34:50.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A full moon</title><content type='html'>LOL on friday went back to raffles for mid autumn festival celebration. I had intended to go with Hil and Ann and some other people but to my dismay, the damn dodobird had contacted the damn chicken pox. How lovely it would be for me to finally murder her. Gosh the hatred in me is really building up. In the end went with Ann my sis and mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Raffles did see some familiar faces, those of the GEP students. We ate then solved like somehow a million riddles. There were english and chinese riddles, i did not even stop to take a look at the chinese ones. It was all too CHIM, couldn't understand a heck what they were saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo~ then Ann, my sis and I all won prizes for solving the riddles. Gosh are we clever~ haha (jkjk).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am NOT obsessed, I am totally calm and composed and not to mention focus most of the time, I have the real need to convey this message to YS. She's the one going head over heals just because of a certain guy. tsk tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ys: Stop getting high and smiling all the time! Think of someone else when&lt;br /&gt;you start acting weird and smiling all over the place. Must learn to be like me&lt;br /&gt;: Calm, composed and focused (about the right things) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-5965243569091749055?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5965243569091749055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=5965243569091749055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/5965243569091749055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/5965243569091749055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/09/lol-on-friday-went-back-to-raffles-for.html' title='A full moon'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-1697189924528928470</id><published>2008-09-08T23:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:35:17.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[1]The person who passed you this quiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yOri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[2]Your relationship with him/her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classmate, lame girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[3]Your 5 impressions of him/her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Egoistic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lame&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Easily frustrated&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Head over heals with zero~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves to slack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[4]The most memorable thing he/she has done for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think there's any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[5]The most memorable words he/she said to you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[6]If he/she becomes your lover ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I'm not gay   2.I have mp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[7]If he/she becomes your lover, what he/she should improve on ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~read question 6~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[8]if he/she becomes your enemy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~not sure~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[9]if he/she becomes your enemy, the reason would be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because whole time with zero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[10]The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP liking zero (impossible)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[11]Your overall impression of him/her is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too in love in zero~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;12.How do you think people around you would feel about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--how would i know--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[13]Characteristics you love about yourself are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~i'm not an egoistic person~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[14]On the contrary, the characteristics you hate about yourself are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love everything that god has given me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[15]The most ideal person you want to be is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy with the way i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[16]For people that care and like you, say something to them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------ignore------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[17]Pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Tiffany&lt;br /&gt;2.Amanda&lt;br /&gt;3.Ann&lt;br /&gt;4.Hillary&lt;br /&gt;5.Lenice&lt;br /&gt;6.YS&lt;br /&gt;7.Heershan (for fun)&lt;br /&gt;8.Yori&lt;br /&gt;9.hannah&lt;br /&gt;10.Canal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[18]Is number 6 having a relationship at the moment?( YS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUH...with mp :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[19]Is number 9 male or female? (hannah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homo&gt;.&lt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[20]If number 7 and 10 are together, would that be a good thing? (Heershan &amp;amp; Canal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha heershan did want to meet him, and she is a fan of acs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[21]How about number 8 and 5? ( yori &amp;amp; Lenice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ahum~ both are female and yori already has zero~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[22]What is number 2 studying? (Amanda)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--not sure--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[23]When was the last time you had a chat with number 3? (Ann)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um I'm chatting with her right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[24]What kind of music band just number 8 likes?(yori)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music that zero sings^v^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[25]Does number 1 have siblings? (Tiffany)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[26]Is number 7 the sexiest girl in the universe? (Heershan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUHH! haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[27]Do you think its possible if number 4 &amp;amp; 5 date each other? (Hillary &amp;amp; Lenice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope they're one of my besties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[28]Say something more about number 6 (YS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a runner, is clever and is obsessed with mp and is also mrs phelps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[29]Whats your relationship with number 9? (hannah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[30]List all the schools that number 1 to 10 are in/previous ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[31]What would you do if number 10 hates you? (Canal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[32]Which of the 10 people are in a relationship..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just know that yori and ys are in one{:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[33]How did you first meet 3? (Ann)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RGPS--p5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[34]How would you react if Number 3 and number 10 liked each other? (Ann &amp;amp; Canal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that would be the best thing that has ever happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[35]What would you do if number 4 tells you she is pregnant? (Hillary)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh! I'll be shocked to know that dodobird is able to find her partner with whom she will spend the rest of her life with&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-1697189924528928470?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1697189924528928470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=1697189924528928470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/1697189924528928470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/1697189924528928470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/09/1the-person-who-passed-you-this-quiz.html' title='Random quiz'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-2467340271916840909</id><published>2008-09-07T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T23:10:28.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Haven't posted for quite a number of days:&lt;br /&gt;Friday: 5 sept 08&lt;br /&gt;Went to Ann's house after fetching my sister to school and we watch a show called don't laugh in high school, it really cracked us up. especially me. We both tried not to laugh but to no avail. We just could not contain our laughter although i have to say that Ann is pretty good at holding her laughter, unlike me. Then we took a pretty long train ride to jurong east and met Tiff and her friend there. We skated for like forever and i had the most painful ice skating experience ever, felt like amputating my legs after i skated. Tiff met a guy~ scary xia~ he was a drop out and had a case in court and may go to jail! He was only 17 and was drinking in a coffee shop!&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;Went with whole family(including cousins)so fun! Then went to marina and saw the "hoop party" bought some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I really dread tomorrow to come. I wish i can just transfer schools right now, don't want to suffer in this "dead" school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How hard can this be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-2467340271916840909?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2467340271916840909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=2467340271916840909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/2467340271916840909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/2467340271916840909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/09/havent-posted-for-quite-number-of-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-3168612055743311336</id><published>2008-08-31T10:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T11:14:27.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>60th POST!!! Was too exhausted to post about 29th august-----Crescent had a concert for teacher's day. The sec 4s had a skit which was hilarious! Then went back to raffles with sarah, cindy, lenice and someone? Then we saw MDM WIRDA! MS AISHA! CHEN LAO SHI! we were all dam high when we saw our teacher's and ex 6A'07 classmates!! Everyone looked so different! Later on we went to cineleisure by taxi with Heershan, sarah, lenice, hillary and rie en! but we had to take 2 taxis! Heershan, lenice and sarah took one taxi and rie en, hillary and i took another and out taxi went to cathay next to plaza singapura instead haha the uncle had to u turn to cineleisure. When we arrived at cineleisure, we saw heershan's boyfriend and when me and rie en first set our eyes on him we ran out and laughed non-stop. Unfortunately we couldn't watch a movie. We then played truth and dare! DAM DAM DAM funny! Later on went to rie en house and continued playing truth and dare on msn...very fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE 29 AUGUST!!! I want to transfer to beatty sec sch!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-3168612055743311336?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3168612055743311336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=3168612055743311336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/3168612055743311336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/3168612055743311336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/08/60th-post-was-too-exhausted-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-8016022165631347306</id><published>2008-08-28T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:31:29.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The depression of common tests has just begun. Today netball training was fun although we had to do beep test. Which again is depressing for me and i kept on not catching balls (sounds wrong) i think probably due to my absence from netball training. 1 thing to celebrate this month is that holiday is arriving and so is teacher's day and i can't wait to go back to school to meet MDM WIRDA. Although seems like the workload for this holiday is more compared to the workload in june holidays. And the fault lies with stinking art, and this is the first time i'm really hating art! We have to do god knows what crappy shit which obviously i have no idea how to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can this upcoming holidays get any better?!?! =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-8016022165631347306?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8016022165631347306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=8016022165631347306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/8016022165631347306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/8016022165631347306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/08/depression-of-common-tests-has-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-7344197201971366702</id><published>2008-08-27T14:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T15:16:55.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hohoho &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tag/pass you is?&lt;br /&gt;Ann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her?&lt;br /&gt;One of my best friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your five impression of him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Nice,always laughing,lovable,stubborn,short-temper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she had done for you?&lt;br /&gt;Always wanting me to go to her house and even asking her mother to help fetch me home when nobody is around to fetch me home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable thing he/she has said to you?&lt;br /&gt;uhh can't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she become your lover, you will?&lt;br /&gt;EWWWWWWWWWWW i'm NOT les, i have someone else haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she became your lover, he/she has to improve on?&lt;br /&gt;read question 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she became my enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;MY ENEMY?!?! we do have some spats here and there but she will never become my enemy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If he/she became your enemy, the reason will be?&lt;br /&gt;Our communication problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;Transfer to her school and be in the same class as her or hil haha (although that will never happen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;Fun and nice to be with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;Ask the people around me-I'm not sure what they feel about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The characters you love of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any good characteristics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, the characters you hate yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;Everything (although i have to be thankful for what god has given me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;A person who is happy and thinks her life is the most perfect that it could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. For people who care and like you, say something to them.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being my friend, although at times we may quarrel- and for anything that i said that has hurt you-----sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you.(eww, although this doesn't apply to yori)(Can't think of anyone and some of them don't even have blogs or rather their blogs are private)&lt;br /&gt;Oh i would really like to sabo this PERSON!!!!&lt;br /&gt;1.YORI!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;2.Ann&lt;br /&gt;3.YS&lt;br /&gt;4.Jie Hui&lt;br /&gt;---omg cannot think of anyone else---&lt;br /&gt;5.Lenice&lt;br /&gt;6.Velvet(although i can't see her blog)&lt;br /&gt;7.Tiffany&lt;br /&gt;8.Hillary (if i manage to find her blog)&lt;br /&gt;9.Amanda&lt;br /&gt;10.Conal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who is no.6 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is no.9 a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;female duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If no. 7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;EHH no, they are NOT les!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is no. 2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;--not in the same sch as her--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When was the last time you had a chat...&lt;br /&gt;uhh.... huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What kind of music band does no.8 like?&lt;br /&gt;She's more of a conservative type of person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Does no. 1 has any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;yeah 1 bro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Will you woo no.3?&lt;br /&gt;EW NO WAY! I'm NOT les!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How abt no.7?&lt;br /&gt;read question 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Is no.4 Single?&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is the surname of no.5?&lt;br /&gt;yap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What's the hobby of no.10?&lt;br /&gt;Studying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Does no. 5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;They barely know each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Where is no.2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;Beatty sec sch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Talk something casually about no. 1.&lt;br /&gt;She's a devil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Where does no.9 live at?&lt;br /&gt;She lives with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What colour does no. 4 like?&lt;br /&gt;Orange?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Are no.5 and no.1 best friend?&lt;br /&gt;They DON'T know each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Does no.1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Is no.7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;She prefers to be called cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What is no. 6 doing now?&lt;br /&gt;Probably thinking about sick stuff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-7344197201971366702?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7344197201971366702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=7344197201971366702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/7344197201971366702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/7344197201971366702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/08/hohoho-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-3844683050210607098</id><published>2008-08-24T13:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T17:30:44.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>#1 Where would you go if someone sponsors you an air ticket ?&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere, depends on my mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 What's your favourite thing to do ?&lt;br /&gt;Slacking for my whole entire life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 Do you think money can buy happiness ?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 If you were given a chance to receive something, what would it be ?&lt;br /&gt;To change my cca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 things you cant live without :&lt;br /&gt;1. Computer 2. My bed 3. Hp 4.TV 5. itouch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 What are you afraid to lose ?&lt;br /&gt;My life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7 If you win $1 million dollars, what would you do ?&lt;br /&gt;Save it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8 What do you dream of doing in the future ?&lt;br /&gt;Not thinking about the future now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9 List down 3 good points about th person who gave you this survey :&lt;br /&gt;NONE! I can provide 1 tho- EVIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10 What makes you happy ?&lt;br /&gt;To have things go my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11 What type of person do you hate the most ?&lt;br /&gt;Someone who betrays me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12 If you have a super power what would it be ?&lt;br /&gt;To have control over everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#13 Would you go for happiness or money ?&lt;br /&gt;Happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#14 Who do you think is the most important people in your life ?&lt;br /&gt;Family &amp;amp; friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#15 If you have a boyfriend, would you die for him ?&lt;br /&gt;=.= do you think a person like me will die just for a boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#16 Who's the last person who hugged you ?&lt;br /&gt;******* ****** hahas - i wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#17 What is the one thing you want to do badly right now ?&lt;br /&gt;Quit ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#18 Who are you close to ?&lt;br /&gt;******* ****** (ys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#19 Are you courageous enough to the person that you like her ?&lt;br /&gt;huh? what are you talking about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#20 If you could do one thing all over again what would it be ?&lt;br /&gt;Choosing my cca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that scare you:&lt;br /&gt;-AKI&lt;br /&gt;-ghosts&lt;br /&gt;-basically anything that yori says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that you like the most :&lt;br /&gt;-computer&lt;br /&gt;-hp&lt;br /&gt;-slacking&lt;br /&gt;-******* ****** (not obsessed)&lt;br /&gt;-TV&lt;br /&gt;-no cca&lt;br /&gt;-no exams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 important things in my room :&lt;br /&gt;-computer&lt;br /&gt;-hp&lt;br /&gt;-bed&lt;br /&gt;-air-con&lt;br /&gt;-itouch&lt;br /&gt;-fan&lt;br /&gt;-wireless internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 random facts about me :&lt;br /&gt;-"VERY" brave&lt;br /&gt;-"VERY" cool&lt;br /&gt;-emo&lt;br /&gt;-quiet at times&lt;br /&gt;-lazy&lt;br /&gt;-heck care&lt;br /&gt;-rough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things i plan to do before i die :&lt;br /&gt;cursing me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things i cant do :&lt;br /&gt;-be very very very hardworking&lt;br /&gt;-have high endurance level&lt;br /&gt;-live without the computer&lt;br /&gt;-wait for the next Olympics&lt;br /&gt;-not go for the London Olympics&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things you are attracted to in the opposite sex :&lt;br /&gt;----ignoring this question----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things i always say :&lt;br /&gt;-Har&lt;br /&gt;-xia&lt;br /&gt;-wth&lt;br /&gt;-zzz&lt;br /&gt;-ehh&lt;br /&gt;-hahas&lt;br /&gt;-wah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 people to do this questionnaire ( i don't want to be so evil)&lt;br /&gt;-Rie En&lt;br /&gt;-YS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-3844683050210607098?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3844683050210607098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=3844683050210607098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/3844683050210607098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/3844683050210607098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/08/1-where-would-you-go-if-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-688718452990540395</id><published>2008-08-24T10:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T11:43:34.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Yesterday, had to go for my piano lesson. Just informed of yet another group lesson and did i mention my hatred for group lessons. I should really take up anger management classes and maybe psychology classes to understand what a person is actually thinking. At 8.30 went to catch the fireworks showcase. It was so cool and i was so high. XP Then we went for supper at 11pm and came home at about 12am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, the obsession of Michael Phelps is not going away anytime soon and i can't believe that the Olympics are ending so soon. I seriously want to see Michael Phelps swim again and Usain Bolt run again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another 4 more years to see him again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-688718452990540395?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/688718452990540395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=688718452990540395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/688718452990540395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/688718452990540395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/08/yesterday-had-to-go-for-my-piano-lesson.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-3985067094486925245</id><published>2008-08-22T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:53:40.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We went to peacehaven today. It was not what i expected it to be. The exterior of the nursing home had the architecture of a private apartment. Cindy's mum made a chocolate teddy bear shaped sponge cake and a normal doughnut shaped plain sponge cake. Everyone was stealing for bits and pieces of the chocolate sponge cake. Our group, group 4 went to the dining hall and met some old folks there. At that moment i felt more shy than ever due to the fact that i was never able to get along with the old folks and at times, small children. I tried my hardest to talk in cantonese and even spoke some hokkien which i think didn't make any sense to the old folks. And on the way to peacehaven. Jie hui was shocked at the appearance of the nursing home and said that she wanted to live there when she grew old. In the dinning hall i was speechless and didn't know what to do. Surprisingly Zenice and evelyn were good in dealing with the old folks. I think i put on some weight due to the "buffet" on the trip to peacehaven. Then went home and had THAT intellectual talk on michael phelps again hahas. She was getting so high. HAHAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Seriously hating my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-3985067094486925245?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3985067094486925245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=3985067094486925245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/3985067094486925245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/3985067094486925245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-went-to-peacehaven-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-2221306958120675227</id><published>2008-08-20T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T19:18:09.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am NOT obsessed with Michael bolt or phelps&lt;br /&gt;according to ys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We needed a truckload of items for art lessons&lt;br /&gt;and we had to go to straits com. to buy them which is at bras basah?&lt;br /&gt;YS helped me buy the paint and PM helped me buy the paint brushes&lt;br /&gt;Thanks loads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I am stressing over what to make for home economics in which we have to use agar agar powder to make the dessert and sell them.&lt;br /&gt;I have tons of choices but contemplating on which one to choose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw does anyone know what time they are showing Thomas Daley's finals on fri?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The olympics rocks...so does Michael Phelps, Thomas Daley and Usain Bolt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-2221306958120675227?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-4003355067464816120</id><published>2008-08-17T12:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T13:31:34.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday when i went for piano, i saw LENICE!&lt;br /&gt;Then watched the olympics~&lt;br /&gt;Then today gonna watch the finals for table-tennis&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPORE VS CHINA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there is netball training next tue&lt;br /&gt;but i don't want ot go for training zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO TRANSFER SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;This school is like dam boring la&lt;br /&gt;everyday like study study study no activities man&lt;br /&gt;i desperately want to transfer to BEATTY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-5179264842650843485</id><published>2008-08-15T15:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T15:37:20.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAHOO~!&lt;br /&gt;common tests are finally over&lt;br /&gt;HENG XIA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ENGLISH- ok~~ quite easy i guess&lt;br /&gt;LITERATURE- wah! lit was horrible, i didn't manage to finish it on time TT_TT&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE- again sucked&lt;br /&gt;HISTORY- WORST OF IT ALL i only wrote 2 factors for the structured essay question and my conclusion was crap!!!&lt;br /&gt;SCIENCE-wah! it was also horrible, they asked the valence ~~~ and the overall charge and the electron configuration blah blah blah obviously i didn't know a thing zzz&lt;br /&gt;MATH- quite easy almost couldn't finish in time&lt;br /&gt;HOME ECONOMICS- i think it was the easiest of it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Honestly i think i am more hardworking for this common test compared to psle&lt;br /&gt;maybe because in p6 i understood the concepts much better thats why don't need to study or most probably was because i was too lazy&lt;br /&gt;but i don't think i will score well for this common tests as i studied all last minute and i am not able to do school work fast TT_TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW CAN PLAY~ but honestly i don't feel like playing&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-7845619116402652221</id><published>2008-08-15T15:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T15:31:10.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="otherContent"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;--wishes--quiz~!&lt;br /&gt;another one from a CHAO CHAO CHAO LAME GIRL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    1) Why am i doing this thingy?&lt;br /&gt;Because of a very lame girl who thinks she is cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What do you hope for now?&lt;br /&gt;Pass all my CTs and change ccas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What is the last thing you do/say if tomorrow is the end of the world?&lt;br /&gt;Spend the day with family and friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Do you hate your friends sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;Duhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)What kind of guy/girl is your dream boyfriend/girlfriend. List an example.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE FOR THE LAST TIME DON'T ASK ME THESE TYPE OF QUESTIONS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;br /&gt;yeah i guess so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) If you are able to time travel, will you travel back to the past or the future?&lt;br /&gt;PAST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What's your desired age of marriage?&lt;br /&gt;No intention of getting married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Are you happy with your life now?&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) What if your crush asked you out?&lt;br /&gt;*ANGRY* =ignore=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) What will you do when you have a crush that knows you have a crush on him/her?&lt;br /&gt;*FUMING MAD* =ignore once again=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) What feelings do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;When i feel like i did something wrong and its too late to correct it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) What will you do if you fall in love with a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;*YOU DON'T WANT TO SEE HOW ANGRY I AM NOW* =IGNORE!!IGNORE!!=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) What are you looking forward to in the coming weeks?&lt;br /&gt;play and probably improve on my studies (but most possibly not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) The most important &lt;s&gt;thing&lt;/s&gt;person in your life.&lt;br /&gt;EHH? too many things are important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Who do you hope to always be there for you?&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY AND FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Do you find life meaningless?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Where you think u can find true love?&lt;br /&gt;Should be la haven't even find first love i think wait long long till find true love la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Do you believe that there's 'True Love'?&lt;br /&gt;honestly no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) What's your greatest wish?&lt;br /&gt;To have more wishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) What will you change if you can turn back time?&lt;br /&gt;I will change to next year and change my psle score and the school i choose to be in and the cca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=i am too cool and kind to not tag anyone for this quiz=&lt;br /&gt;=ask too many idiotic questions=&lt;br /&gt;=so angry=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fuming mad right now all because of this LAME quiz that this LAME girl gave me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-7845619116402652221?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7845619116402652221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=7845619116402652221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/7845619116402652221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/7845619116402652221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/08/wishes-quiz-another-one-from-chao-chao.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-6663604092314713555</id><published>2008-08-12T19:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T19:40:02.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;RANDOM QUIZ~!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK~ 50th post! yada~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another quiz by the lamest girl on earth (in which zero~ will never be hers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1.) Do you adjust the temperature of the shower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;urr duh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Do you read the labels on your shampoo bottle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Not at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Do you moan in the shower like the people on the herbal essence commercial?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;0.o eww~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) Have you ever showered with someone of the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;O.O NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) Have you ever been forced to shower with your siblings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;when i was much younger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) Have you ever brushed your teeth in the shower?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) Have you ever dropped your soap on your foot?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Can't remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) How old do you really look?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;...like i'd tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.)how old do you act?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;=.= see question 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) What's the last song you sang?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Can't remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.) Have you recently become a member of anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Can't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;12.) What are your plans for the weekend?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;PLAY~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.) Do you kiss with your eyes opened or closed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;NEVER KISSED BEFORE LARS!! *more pissed off due to the 100 question quiz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.) Have you ever ridden a mechanical bull?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.) Do you ever intentionally vomit after eating?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;EW disgusting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.) If you were working on a pirate ship, what would you most likely be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Why would i work on a pirate ship?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.) Have you ever called anyone a ?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;a...what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Have you ever been called a ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;see question 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19). Have you ever smuggled something into America?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Never been there before -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20). Does playing the guitar make a guy more attractive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22). Have you ever finished off the popcorn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23). How many people do you think would come to your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Like hell i would want to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24). How many of them would come just to make sure you're dead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;see question 23 *angry*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25). Do you have more enemies or more friends?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you want me to ask around, asking people whether they hate me or like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.) Have you ever sent an anonymous letter?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;O.O urr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.) Can you fix your own car?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Obviously i am under-aged to drive a car =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.) Have you ever turned someone down for a date?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;OHMIGOSH WHY ARE ALL THE QUIZES ASKING THESE TYPE OF QUESTIONS!!!! DUN WAN TO ANSWER LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.) Have you ever been arrested?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;lll no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.) Have you been beaten up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Real - no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Game - yes. by someone lame."&lt;br /&gt;"" adapted from yori someone who is lame&lt;br /&gt;Correct way it should be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"Real - no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Game - yes. by someone COOL."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;NOPE only very rarely in games by the lamest person on earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.) Should you have?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;definitely not, as i am too cool to be beaten up by someone so lame XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.) Do you like the taste of beer?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I am obviously under-aged to drink that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.) Have you ever died or killed someone in a dream?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;=.= no lars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.) Have you ever given to charity?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.) Would you kill a dog for $1000?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;no way i  don't believe in animal abuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.) Do you sometimes get depressed?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;YES ALOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.) Do you live with your parents?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;duhh do you think i can live alone at this age?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.) Do you have plans for your future?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X MARKS THE SPOT&lt;br /&gt;You are&lt;br /&gt;[ ] short, under 5'2&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 5'2 -5'4"&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 5'5"-5'7"&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 5'7" - 6'0&lt;br /&gt;[ ] tall 6'1 and up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;HUH?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NATURALLY&lt;br /&gt;[ ]brown&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;] dark brown&lt;br /&gt;[ ] black&lt;br /&gt;[ ] blonde&lt;br /&gt;[ ] reddish brown/ auburn&lt;br /&gt;[ ] blue-eyed&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;] brown-eyed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] green-eyed&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;] hazel-eyed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] gold/gray-eyed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] silver/gray- eyed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] blue/green-eyed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] blue/gray-eyed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] they change colors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Brown-eyed, hazel-eyed, i guess i am a mix between those two colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;] glasses&lt;br /&gt;[ ] contacts&lt;br /&gt;[ ] neither&lt;br /&gt;[ ] both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] short hair&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;] medium hair&lt;br /&gt;[ ] long hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite color(s) are?&lt;br /&gt;[ ] red&lt;br /&gt;[ ] khaki&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Aqua&lt;br /&gt;[ ] pink&lt;br /&gt;[ ] hot pink&lt;br /&gt;[ ] yellow&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;] black&lt;br /&gt;[ ] green&lt;br /&gt;[ ] lime green&lt;br /&gt;[ ] blue&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;] white&lt;br /&gt;[ ] turquoise&lt;br /&gt;[ ] silver&lt;br /&gt;[ ] purple&lt;br /&gt;[ ] brown&lt;br /&gt;[ ] orange&lt;br /&gt;[ ] maroon&lt;br /&gt;[ ] gold&lt;br /&gt;[ ] teal&lt;br /&gt;[ ] clear&lt;br /&gt;[ ] don't really care&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I don't believe in favorite colors&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;] I like all the colors!!&lt;br /&gt;[ ] SPARKLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO'S OF EVERY KIND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Names You Go By Other Than Your Real Name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ai, Aud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Parts of Your Heritage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;HUH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Things That Scare You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I will never tell as the lamest person on earth may do something to scare me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things you want really badly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;1. Happiness&lt;br /&gt;2. Health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Places You Want to go on Vacation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;1. America&lt;br /&gt;2. Korea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Things You Want to Do Before You Die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;=ignore=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Things You Are Thinking About Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;1. common test&lt;br /&gt;2. Wishing i can quit netball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Stores You Shop At&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I shop at too many stalls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two favorite animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;1. Puppies&lt;br /&gt;2. ehh dunnoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPL TAGGED :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Rie en&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Who the hell made such a weird quiz!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-6663604092314713555?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6663604092314713555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=6663604092314713555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/6663604092314713555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/6663604092314713555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/08/ok-50th-post-yada-another-quiz-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-7254237734901044671</id><published>2008-08-12T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T19:17:30.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a very depressing day for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Had English and Literature Common Test&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;English = ok~~&lt;br /&gt;        Literature = blehs~! hell~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I saw the letter for the common test and it stated that we were given 1 hr for the literature paper and in the end we were given 40 minutes WTH! In the end i couldn't finish the paper and i bet tons more people couldn't finish it either TT_TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we will be having history and chinese common test TT_TT&lt;br /&gt;maybe chinese will be ok~~ but the yan yu i think got abit of a problem&lt;br /&gt;HISTORY = HELL&lt;br /&gt;haven't studied finish yet TT_TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-7254237734901044671?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7254237734901044671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=7254237734901044671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/7254237734901044671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/7254237734901044671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-was-very-depressing-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-9169296355260522606</id><published>2008-08-11T12:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T12:42:11.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>URGH! once again sabo-ed by a very lame girl to do a quiz, this time on anime and i am so dead and so is the very lame girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only watch like less than 5 anime so far so i am super super dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anime_ABC~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1) Name an anime that starts with "A"&lt;br /&gt;Ashiteruze baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Name an anime character whose last name starts with "B"&lt;br /&gt;Bakken (yuu yuu hakusho)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Name an anime villain whose name has a "C" in it&lt;br /&gt;Cain (Bleach)  [ai yah dunnoe la just copy psps]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Name a mecha anime that starts with "D"&lt;br /&gt;Daigunder [this one oso copy]  &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Name a sports anime that starts with "E"&lt;br /&gt;Eyeshield 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Anime character with brown hair whose name starts with "F"&lt;br /&gt;Fujioka Haruhi from Ouran High School Host Club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Name an anime character whose first name starts with "G"&lt;br /&gt;Grencia Mars Elijah Guo Eckener&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Favorite minor anime character whose name starts with "H"&lt;br /&gt;Hijiri Yōichi (Gauken Alice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Name an anime movie whose title starts with "I"&lt;br /&gt;Inuyasha movie 4-fire on the mystic island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Name an anime that starts with "J"&lt;br /&gt;Juuni Senshi Bakuretsu Eto Ranger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Favorite male anime character whose name starts with "K"&lt;br /&gt;Kei Takishima ( special a )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Anime character with black hair whose name starts with "L"&lt;br /&gt;L (deathnote)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Name a magical girl anime that starts with "M"&lt;br /&gt;Megu (Majokko Megu-chan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Name an anime male whose first name starts with "N"&lt;br /&gt;Nara Shikamaru (Naruto)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Anime character with dark eyes whose name has an "O" in it&lt;br /&gt;Loki (Matantei Loki Ragnarok)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Name an anime pet whose name starts with "P"&lt;br /&gt;Peganosuke (Damekko Doubutsu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Name an old anime man whose first name starts with "Q"&lt;br /&gt;Szilard Quates (Baccano!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Name a shinigami whose name starts with "R"&lt;br /&gt;Retsu Unohana (Bleach)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Name an anime opening/ending song that starts with "S"&lt;br /&gt;"Shell" by Bana (Witch Hunter Robin )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Name an anime female whose first name starts with "T"&lt;br /&gt;Temari (Naruto)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Anime character with glasses and whose name has a "U" in it&lt;br /&gt;Keitaro Urashima (Love hina)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Name a horror anime that starts with "V"&lt;br /&gt;Vampire knight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Name a Digimon whose name starts with "W"&lt;br /&gt;Wizardmon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Female anime character whose first name starts with “X"&lt;br /&gt;Xia Yu Lan (Full Metal Panic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Favorite female anime character whose name has a "Y" in it&lt;br /&gt;Yuuki (Vampire Knight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Name an anime that starts with "Z"&lt;br /&gt;Zero no tsukaima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People tagged for this quiz:&lt;br /&gt;no one cause i am kind not to sabo ppl to do this dang hard quiz unlike some lame ppl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"EHEH. People tagged for this quiz please do not copy my answers. Tq ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*msg above is for -ml-twin- esp."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;too bad i copied some &gt;.&lt; blehs~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;who the hell created such a hard quiz?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-9169296355260522606?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/9169296355260522606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=9169296355260522606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/9169296355260522606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/9169296355260522606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/08/urgh-once-again-sabo-ed-by-very-lame.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-5797626421945045554</id><published>2008-08-10T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T21:10:08.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Doing this 100 QUESTIONS QUIZ all due to the the very "kind" and lame aki chan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="otherContent"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;100 qns quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    001. What’s the connection between you and the last person that called you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rie En, best friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;002. Do you ever turn your cell phone off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only if my battery runs out, which happens occasionally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;003. What happened at 10.00am today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was deep in sleep =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;004. When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember, my eyes ran out of tears centuries ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;005. What is your favorite thing to eat with peanut butter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bread?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;006. What do you want in your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to go my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;007. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains, or just put up your hood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umbrella...duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;008. What’s your favorite thing to have on your bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loads of pillows and bolsters ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;009. What bottom are you wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skinny jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;010. Whats the nicest text in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think i bother to see what is in my inbox -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;011. Do you tend to make a relationships complicated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never had one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;012. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;013. What was the last movie you caught?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Space chimps ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;014. What are you proud of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URR...no comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;015. What does the oldest text message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't bother to go and check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;016. What was the last song you sang out loud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;017. Do you have any nicknames?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;018. What does your last received text message say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;019. What time did you go to bed last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12am++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;020. Are you currently happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, but most of the times i am NOT happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;021. Who gives you best advice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents and beloved friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;022. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES and it rocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;023.Who did you talk on phone last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one calls since the invention of msn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;024. Is anything bugging you right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes..my oh so irritable nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;025. What/Who was the last thing/person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;冷笑话although they are lame jokes..apparently people still laugh at them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;026. Do you wear toe socks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ew hell no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;027. Who was the last person you missed a call from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serene Goh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;028. Have you ever had your heartbroken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER as i said i haven't had a relationship ever, and i don't wish to have my heart broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;029. What annoys you most in a person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they have a sudden change and suddenly become cold to you and don't care a thing about you and only cares and talks about themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;030. Do you have a crush on anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;031. Have you ever done cocaine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urr..O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;032. What is the color of your room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yellow and lime green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;033. Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still complacent about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;034. Do you believed in the saying “talk in cheap”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.o huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;035. Who was the last person to lay in your bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;036. Who was the last person to hug you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.= why should i tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;037. Did anyone see the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never kissed anyone before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;038. Do you have a life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;039. Have you ever think someone died, when they really didn’t?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.wishing for it to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;040. What is the reason behind your profile song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;041. Who was the last person you saw in your dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell would i tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;042. Last time you smiled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;043. Have you changed this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;044. What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad playing wii tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;045. Are you talking to someone when you doing this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;046. Do you walk with your eyes open or closed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have eyes 0.0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;047. Is there a quote you live by?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;048. Do you want someone you can’t have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;049. Have you ever played an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUH, violin, piano and guitar (violin and guitar still noob)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;050. What was the worst idea you’ve had in week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be involved in an accident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;051. What were you doing last night at 11.00pm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;052. Are you happy with your love life right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T HAVE ONE RIGHT NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;053. What song describe your love life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pissed off* see question 52&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;054. Does the person know that you like him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*seriously fuming* don't want to answer this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;055. Who always make you laughs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pm, aki chan, rie en. hillary++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;056. Do you speak other language other than English?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUH. (Chinese/Cantonese/Japanese[abit])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;057. Are you blond?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nono i am not only blond, i am also purple, red, blue and green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;058. What your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;059. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breathing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;060. What do you think you are like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i am like the coolest person on earth muahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;061. Who will you choose to die with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not wish to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;062.Where have you been today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore expo, hawker center, home&gt;singapore&gt;south east asia&gt;asia&gt;earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;063. What game do you play often?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUDITION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;064. Who are you missing right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY Ex classmates and ex teachers [some]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;065. If you’ve to choose between friends &amp;amp; love, who will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends la duh, not like some lame person who chooses love over friends bleahs~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;066. What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathing and rotting away from doing this quiz for over a century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;067. Which primary school are you from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RGPS and it rocks .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;068. Name 3 colors that you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black, White, green .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;069. What emotion you like to show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.o    =.=    &gt;.&lt;   (=^.^=) O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;070. What is life to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full of happiness and bliss....NOT but my parents and friends makes me feel that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;071. If you have something troubling you, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably keep it to myself or talk to friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;072. Who did you last chat in msn today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;073. Who do you admire the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;074. Which month are you born in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;075. How are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;076. What is the time now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.16pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;077. Where are you now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;078. What colour did you use to dye hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never dyed it before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;079. Why are you doing this test?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of a very lame person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;080. What do you do when you’re moody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be emo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;081. At which age you wish to get marry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;082. Who is more important to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;083. Do you think you have enough confident?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes but my self esteem is extremely low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;084. Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;085. If you can have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to have more dreams so i can have many other things to come true~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;086. What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slack and try to force myself to actually sit down and study without any distractions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;087. Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;088. What feeling do you love most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i score the highest for a test or exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;089. Do you really think its Global Warming now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duh who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;090. What feeling you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;failing something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;091. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehhh think so should be la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;092. Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OF COURSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;093. Who cares for you the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again no comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;094. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family and friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;095. What’ll you bring when you fight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone who can do all the fighting while i just watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;096. What have you regretted doing in your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joining netball and not studying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;097. What would you feel that no one no longer cares for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;098. What if your stead two-timed you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IGNORE IGNORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;099. How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.= find out yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. How’s life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not how i would like it to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People tagged for this quiz :&lt;br /&gt;Rie en&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-5797626421945045554?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5797626421945045554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=5797626421945045554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/5797626421945045554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/5797626421945045554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/08/doing-this-100-questions-quiz-all-due.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-7983658106000645671</id><published>2008-08-10T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T20:33:50.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;WHOO~! the beijing olympics and national day have arrived!&lt;br /&gt;yeah watch the super grand opening of the beijing olympics and it blew me away~&lt;br /&gt;Then on saturday watched the national day celebration and the whole eveny couldn't be compared to the opening ceremony of the beijing olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-7983658106000645671?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7983658106000645671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=7983658106000645671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/7983658106000645671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/7983658106000645671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/08/whoo-beijing-olympics-and-national-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-6860420200287401794</id><published>2008-08-07T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T22:02:01.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY 45th post&lt;br /&gt; HE indeed took over ms ang absence and we also ran 2 rounds around the school but it wasn't as tiring as the first time we did it. The worst thing was we did something like pt, we did some stomach training plus some push ups. It was horrible as we had to stay at that position for quite some time and i even presumed that after the PE lesson everyone in s2 would have pecs HEHE&lt;br /&gt;For pe we also did mass dance and it was super duper uber fun! btw i think we dissapointed our seniors so sad la we today were not enthu at all TT_TT not sure what was wrong with us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are on our verge to manlihood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW is national day celebration...but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aki&lt;/span&gt; cannot come join &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PM&lt;/span&gt; and me TT_TT she la go join some old folks CIP thing zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo~ tomorrow gonna meet serene, rieen and hillary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Countdown to beijing olympics : 1 more day&lt;br /&gt;Countdown to national day : 2 more days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can hardly contain my excitement...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-6860420200287401794?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6860420200287401794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=6860420200287401794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/6860420200287401794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/6860420200287401794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/08/yay-45th-post-he-indeed-took-over-ms.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-9012704184589970608</id><published>2008-08-06T19:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T19:13:20.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG ms ang won't be coming for PE tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;and MR SAMAT is going to take over our PE&lt;br /&gt;guess the only choice for us is to endure the whole 2 rounds around the school again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about my deep hatred for the dang hill in our school XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgomg! SERENE GOH i love you~ and i miss you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this friday going out after school&lt;br /&gt;with rie en+hillary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;countdown to the BEIJING OLYMPICS : 2 more days&lt;br /&gt;countdown to NATIONAL DAY : 3 more days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;How great can this week get?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-9012704184589970608?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/9012704184589970608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=9012704184589970608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/9012704184589970608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/9012704184589970608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/08/omg-ms-ang-wont-be-coming-for-pe.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-7440332980872558041</id><published>2008-08-05T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T21:58:51.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>COMMON TESTS are just next week&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately to my disadvantage i haven't been revising&lt;br /&gt;and just couldn't bring myself to stick to a dam book for an hour and focus on revising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revision lessons aren't helping either&lt;br /&gt;the teacher is just either too dam boring or too going to dam fast&lt;br /&gt;how are we suppose to pay attention and gain all the knowledge that we need for our exams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, history, science, lit and math are the main problem&lt;br /&gt;1. History, can't seem to understand the format for answering the questions&lt;br /&gt;2.Science, in a nutshell (it would be shorter, rather than listing out all the things) i don't understand a thing&lt;br /&gt;3. Lit the format once again and some analysis&lt;br /&gt;4.Math, can't remember the properties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went home with Yi Shien, we looked like total freaks carrying around "huge" boards which always seem to be in the way(for me at least)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have to bring myself together and start to gain my inner strength to revise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;In desperate need of help... should seek a psychologist (dhs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-7440332980872558041?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7440332980872558041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=7440332980872558041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/7440332980872558041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/7440332980872558041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/08/common-tests-are-just-next-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-8434239797286353866</id><published>2008-08-04T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:33:39.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just found out today that there wasn't any netball training this week and next week. Although it will be very relaxing, its gonna be hard to catch up when training resumes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common tests are next week, I am so dead, haven't revised a thing and haven't been paying attention during class. I seriously gotta pull up my socks as my SA1 was like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Day coming up!! I was so despo to go back to raffles but it just so happens that this school ends at 11 whereas raffles ends at 9. How great can this month get.&lt;br /&gt;1)Common tests&lt;br /&gt;2)Exams&lt;br /&gt;3) etc etc too many to count&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The greatest time of my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-8434239797286353866?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8434239797286353866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=8434239797286353866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/8434239797286353866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/8434239797286353866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-found-out-today-that-there-wasnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-5198103872076340844</id><published>2008-07-31T20:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T20:53:12.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NETBALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So suay, I already sprained my right arm then yesterday during self training, i sprained my left finger &gt;.&lt; style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;30-14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;but of course we scored 30 la hehe. I feel so proud of our team although i didn't play TT_TT. Our b'div seniors played with nanyang b'div and i didn't expect their b'div to be so friggin good, like their reflexes and reactions seem to be so dam fast. How i wish one day we can play like them hehe &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;MUST JIA YOU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my crap! haven't do finish my yue du bao gao and my lit zzzzzzzz today the class was in chaos due to the lit homework. SHIT SHIT SHIT! still need to study for chinese retest ohmycrappymama zzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YAY OUR CLASS T COMING TOMORROW!!! WOOTS~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-5198103872076340844?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5198103872076340844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=5198103872076340844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/5198103872076340844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/5198103872076340844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/07/netball.html' title='NETBALL'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-6316165161590149206</id><published>2008-07-26T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T00:40:49.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LEARNING FEST</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SItRl_D-YRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/GSYtjiDKdtw/s1600-h/anime+emo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SItRl_D-YRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/GSYtjiDKdtw/s320/anime+emo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227361505518706962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel like this now... D-E-A-D&lt;br /&gt;First, learning fest was kinda a bore&lt;br /&gt;except for the tons of fabulous cosplay&lt;br /&gt;i really want to cosplay but i will look like a complete fool and retard&lt;br /&gt;TT_TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SItTFxQTPoI/AAAAAAAAABM/5x_C3lj7CBE/s1600-h/ruka+pyon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SItTFxQTPoI/AAAAAAAAABM/5x_C3lj7CBE/s320/ruka+pyon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227363151079751298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then today learning fest, my netball senior dress up as CUTE~! ruka-pyon!!!! so kawaii omg! i seriously want to do cosplay as vampire knight zero and so nice~! but my face don't suit these type of thing TT_TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my senior look very nice in the ruka-pyon from gakuen alice cosplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x333333333333333333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i really feel like commiting suicide&lt;br /&gt;i feel so depressed&lt;br /&gt;i think i am officially suffering from depression&lt;br /&gt;my mother dam fan la&lt;br /&gt;we went to taka then i went to kinokuniya&lt;br /&gt;then i wanted to buy meg cabot books&lt;br /&gt;then my mother saw the title say "CANNOT&lt;br /&gt;WHY YOU READ THESE TYPE OF BOOKS&lt;br /&gt;WHO TELL YOU TO READ THIS BOOK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SItR6OEOcwI/AAAAAAAAABE/nIDtri-MaNU/s1600-h/anime+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SItR6OEOcwI/AAAAAAAAABE/nIDtri-MaNU/s320/anime+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227361853143675650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YOU ENGLISH NEVER TELL YOU TO READ THIS BOOK RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;YOU READ THIS BOOK THEN DON'T READ YOUR ENGLISH HOMEWORK BOOK&lt;br /&gt;GOT ONE WHOLE SHELF OF BOOKS STILL HAVEN'T READ YET AND YOU STILL BUY THIS BOOK."&lt;br /&gt;I was like WTH la i got read my english book hor which is chao sick de lo then the books on my shelf i oso got read wth la and the book is just some meg cabot book on romance, the mediator&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzz cannot stand her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-6316165161590149206?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6316165161590149206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=6316165161590149206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-2781580286685249383</id><published>2008-07-25T10:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T10:41:41.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In computer lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SIk8lWewizI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wGuictKoT0g/s1600-h/anime+computer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SIk8lWewizI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wGuictKoT0g/s320/anime+computer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226775454927588146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;muahahaha i copy chikhay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In computer lesson now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SIk88WDzCYI/AAAAAAAAAAs/jNcZ2ttrSoI/s1600-h/angry+anime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SIk88WDzCYI/AAAAAAAAAAs/jNcZ2ttrSoI/s320/angry+anime.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226775849951496578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;need to complete website but my kns computer adobe cannot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; work, flash cannot work, photoshop cannot work and  dreamweaver cannot work!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;go read vampire knight now..hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-2781580286685249383?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SIk8lWewizI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wGuictKoT0g/s72-c/anime+computer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-7880160042711032130</id><published>2008-07-25T10:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T10:25:56.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chris Brown-Forever Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SIk5o_-KIfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/a8xWcpJh7jI/s1600-h/Chris+brown+forever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SIk5o_-KIfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/a8xWcpJh7jI/s320/Chris+brown+forever.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226772219069866482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song: Forever&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Chris Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, 2, 3, 4..&lt;br /&gt;Hey (eh)&lt;br /&gt;Forever&lt;br /&gt;Hey (eh)&lt;br /&gt;Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its you, and me&lt;br /&gt;Movin at the speed of light into eternity (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, is the night&lt;br /&gt;To join me in the middle of ectacy&lt;br /&gt;Feel the melody and the rhythm of the music around you (around you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ima take you there, Ima take you there&lt;br /&gt;So dont be scared, Im right here, ya ready?&lt;br /&gt;We can go anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Go anywhere&lt;br /&gt;But first, its your chance&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand&lt;br /&gt;Come with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like I waited my whole life&lt;br /&gt;For this one night&lt;br /&gt;Its gon be me you and the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we only got one night&lt;br /&gt;Double your pleasure&lt;br /&gt;Double you fun&lt;br /&gt;And dance forever ever ever&lt;br /&gt;Forever ever ever&lt;br /&gt;Forever ever ever&lt;br /&gt;Forever (forever)&lt;br /&gt;Ever ever ever&lt;br /&gt;Forever ever ever&lt;br /&gt;Forever ever ever&lt;br /&gt;Forever on the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like were on another level (ohh ahh)&lt;br /&gt;Feels like our loves intertwine&lt;br /&gt;We can be two rebels&lt;br /&gt;Breakin the rules&lt;br /&gt;Me and you&lt;br /&gt;You and I&lt;br /&gt;All you gotta do is watch me&lt;br /&gt;Look what I can do with my feet, baby&lt;br /&gt;Feel the beat inside&lt;br /&gt;Im drivin, you could take the front seat (front seat)&lt;br /&gt;Just need you to trust me (trust me)&lt;br /&gt;Girl girl girl&lt;br /&gt;Its like now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like I waited my whole life (oh)&lt;br /&gt;For this one night (one night)&lt;br /&gt;Its gon be me you and the dance floor (dance floor)&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we only got one night (ohh)&lt;br /&gt;Double you pleasure&lt;br /&gt;Double your fun (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;And dance forever ever ever (ohh)&lt;br /&gt;Forever ever ever (ever)&lt;br /&gt;Forever ever ever (ever)&lt;br /&gt;Forever (forever)&lt;br /&gt;Ever ever ever (ever)&lt;br /&gt;Forever ever ever (ever)&lt;br /&gt;Forever ever ever (ever)&lt;br /&gt;Forever on the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a long way down&lt;br /&gt;We so high off the ground&lt;br /&gt;Sendin for an angel to bring me your heart&lt;br /&gt;Girl where did you come from?&lt;br /&gt;Got me so undone&lt;br /&gt;Gazin in your eyes got me sayin&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful lady&lt;br /&gt;No ifs ands or maybes&lt;br /&gt;Im releasin my heart&lt;br /&gt;And its feelin amazing&lt;br /&gt;Theres no one else that matters&lt;br /&gt;You love me&lt;br /&gt;And I wont let you fall girl&lt;br /&gt;Let you fall girl (ahh ohh oh oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I wont let you fall&lt;br /&gt;Let you fall&lt;br /&gt;Let you fall (ohh ohh)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like&lt;br /&gt;Its like I waited my whole life (whole life)&lt;br /&gt;For this one night (one night)&lt;br /&gt;Its gon be me you and the dance floor (me you and the dance floor)&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we only got one night&lt;br /&gt;Double your pleasure&lt;br /&gt;Double your fun&lt;br /&gt;And dance forever ever ever&lt;br /&gt;Forever ever ever&lt;br /&gt;Forever ever ever&lt;br /&gt;Forever&lt;br /&gt;Ever ever ever&lt;br /&gt;Forever ever ever&lt;br /&gt;Forever ever ever&lt;br /&gt;Forever on the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh oh oh oh oh oh ohhh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Forever ever ever ever&lt;br /&gt;Forever ever ohhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Check song at left bar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-7880160042711032130?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SIk5o_-KIfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/a8xWcpJh7jI/s72-c/Chris+brown+forever.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-4659780845879558839</id><published>2008-07-22T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T20:37:58.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22 July 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SIXTQRJYdhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/glJFWtJvfIA/s1600-h/Velvetina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SIXTQRJYdhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/glJFWtJvfIA/s320/Velvetina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225815219067450898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;muahahaha i am so evil!&lt;br /&gt;i uploaded this chao funny picture of velvet! (ps if you don't like it then tell me i will get rid of it) I think it was taken during PBL presentation. XD CSL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone has noticed or found out! i changed my blog address and skin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very very very long haven't post&lt;br /&gt;1) lazy&lt;br /&gt;2) busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i bet that i wont be able to post anymore for this week cause this week is doom week with all the tests and learning fest&lt;br /&gt;OH the hatred for learning fest and gawd do i wanna not be the group leader so much to do in so little time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today didn't go to school cause had the cough, flu and fever. There was suppose to be netball today and for warm ups we had to run about 3km under 18 minutes which is kinda impossible for us since the seniors didn't manage to do it under 18 minutes (no offense) if we didn't run under 18 minutes then we have to run 3 suicides!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still sick (not sick as in the mentality sick) but still have to go to school tomorrow TT_TT got test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW haven't finish completing the links&lt;br /&gt;HOPE I GET TO FINISH THE ART PROJECT JIAYOUS~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-4659780845879558839?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4659780845879558839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=4659780845879558839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/4659780845879558839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/4659780845879558839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/07/22-july-2008.html' title='22 July 2008'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SIXTQRJYdhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/glJFWtJvfIA/s72-c/Velvetina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-1454433306217935997</id><published>2008-06-18T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T23:07:25.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YESTERDAY WAS OUR 1ST NETBALL MATCH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;yesterday we played against woodlands ring sec sch, never heard of it before &gt;.&lt; , us, the c div including our seniors, the b div played against them, WE WON!! i was quite happy as during pri sch we didnt win many games TT_TT, we won them with a score of 16~1, the seniors also won with a score of 26~6, for today's netball training we didnt run around the big canal like usual, cause we ran late &lt;&lt;was&gt;&gt; then they wanted to use my watch to take the timing of our run, but the thing was, i didnt know how to perate my watch, yeah so we were at the gate for quite awhile trying to set my watch and then we saw miss lin in the taxi coming into our school, we were quite shock and i think scared if miss lin will punish us &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Next week is back to school TT_TT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-1454433306217935997?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1454433306217935997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=1454433306217935997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/1454433306217935997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/1454433306217935997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/06/yesterday-was-our-1st-netball-match.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-4758901240131152980</id><published>2008-06-13T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T23:39:20.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Whoo~! soo fun. WAH i really want to transfer schools!!! but being in a girl's school also has an advantage in some areas. sleepover with hillary and rie en. All of us slept at 7.15 am :O haha we slept after rie en mum went to work, i think &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I wished the holidays were longer la then got more time to play!!!! TT_TT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;i wanna buy wii!!! &lt;3333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-4758901240131152980?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4758901240131152980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=4758901240131152980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/4758901240131152980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/4758901240131152980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-3161699891005178973</id><published>2008-06-13T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T22:00:19.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;another quiz!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;#1 if your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ torture him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;#2 if you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ I want to have global warming disappear into thin air :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;#3 If your house was on fire, what is the one thing you would take to preserve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ My iPodnano and $$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;#4 What would you do with a billion dollars ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ Save it invest in it $_$..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;#5 what's your ideal lover like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ not sure haven't thought of it yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;#6 which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ Being loved by someone supposedly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;#7 How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ Until I become impatient..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;#8 if the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ HECK CARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;#9 is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ homework, cca, school!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;#11 What cheers you up the fastest ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ chatting on msn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;#12 how do you see yourself in ten years time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ 23 years old XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;#13 who are currently the most important people to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ family+friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;#14 what kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ a person who knows me(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;#15 would you rather be single &amp;amp; rich or married but poor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ single but rich, i have no intention of marrying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;#16 what's the first thing you do every morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ Stare into space..too tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;#17 would you give all in a relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ not sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;#18 if you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ I can never fall in love with 2 people simultaneously,it definetely must in infactuation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;#19 what type of friends do you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ loyal friends and friends who i can enjoy my time with &lt;3333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-3161699891005178973?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3161699891005178973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=3161699891005178973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/3161699891005178973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/3161699891005178973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-quiz-1-if-your-lover-betrayed.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-5192598408578413509</id><published>2008-06-13T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T21:44:04.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUIZ!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Found some quiz on "someone" blog felt bored so decided to do it...hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. Have you ever seen a miracle happening to you before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;um probably...i can't really remember &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2.What is the thing you want most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;TRANSFERING SCHOOLS! :)))))))))))))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. What is the thing you want to do most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;continue hanging out with rie en and hillary :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. If you have one wish to wish for, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A thousand wishes so i can wish for more wishes! hehe XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. What are you afraid to lose most now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. What will you do when you are dying soon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;take some sleeping pills so I'll sorta die in my sleep :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;7. Did you ever believe that your closest friend would betray you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;no don't think so...but it may happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;8. If you met someone that you love a lot, would you confess to him/ her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;not sure haven't experience the "love" thing yet but I really have to confirm whether its infactuation or real love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;9. What is in your mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The load of crappy homework i did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;10. What type of people do you hate most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;um not sure there's too many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;11. Would you cherish every friendships of yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;of course! who wouldn't???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;12. Do you believe in God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;DURRR!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;13. What do you want to do if you were to have a billion dollars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;um save it and invest in it i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;14. What do you want your friendship to be like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;one that lasts forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;15. What is your favourite hobby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;computer!! &lt;33333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;16. Which country would you like to go most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;korea or japan but i've been to japan loads of times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;17. If you feel low someday, who will you go to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;no one, or my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;18. If you have the permission to destroy something or someone, who will, or what will it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;global warming, humans (we were the cause if it, so we are gonna fix the problem, or even better, it will immediately disappear into thin air) :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;19. If you had three wishes, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;1. Happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;2. Health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;3. More wishes (friends forever, good grades...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;&lt;there&gt;.&lt; &gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sabotage 5 people to do this quiz and tag them about it at their blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. Hillary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. Rie En&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I just wish to sabo these people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-5192598408578413509?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5192598408578413509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=5192598408578413509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/5192598408578413509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/5192598408578413509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/06/quiz.html' title='QUIZ!!!'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-6537480332374016271</id><published>2008-05-29T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T21:15:49.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;omgomg I feel so guilty never post for so long &gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so stressed, homework homework homework so much of it left to do T.T well to make it all better...PBL!!!!!! so freaking mad la so many things to do for PBL i mean like what is the main point of having the PBL??? makes no sense...personally i don't really have a clue what i am currently doing for PBL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;whoops gtg maybe i bring tpc along then can still serve the web ^0^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-6537480332374016271?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6537480332374016271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=6537480332374016271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/6537480332374016271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/6537480332374016271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-sorry.html' title='so sorry'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-1444920825941871239</id><published>2008-05-20T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T22:33:28.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;wah today was one of the most relaxing day. Coach didn't come so we had self training instead, yeah then there wasn't any assembly either so we had to do this class activity, we were all making noise and mat was so damn pissed &gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt; so did i, mine felt horrible and i felt that it was the worst run ever done T.T the whole netball team had no discipline at all; for the training without coach we played the matches so not seriously and we did ball drills although fast but not done properly hiaz we really have to improve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-1444920825941871239?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1444920825941871239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=1444920825941871239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/1444920825941871239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/1444920825941871239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-6901399222625549787</id><published>2008-05-19T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T20:29:31.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUAY SUAY SUAY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;argh today dam suay man! i went outside with my sis to watch over her while she swims then i brought down tablet in case nothing to do the very sian. so yeah few minutes passed by peacefully while i played virtual villagers then after about half hour, i saw a mosquito then thought hai yah mosquito only not as if its a dengue mosquito so i went about playing the computer. Then later when i got my sis something to eat, she said that she just squashed a dengue mosquito, i was super uber shocked then i felt something ticklish, itchy and looked down at my hand IT WAS A DENGUE MOSQUITO AND IT WAS REAL!!! I CLEARLY SAW THE DANG WHITE STRIPS!!! gawd i was so freaked out then chiong my sister go back home. i was on the verge of tears then was praying non-stop then went to bathe and i noticed a red dot on my arm, i was even more freaked out then i looked closely and saw like a little tiny "hole" and i was praying that we wasn't from the dengue mosquito bite, gawd so far no fever so heng but what if tomorrow have &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;must pray must pray must pray, praise the lord man; pray that i don't contact dengue fever *touchwood ar*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-6901399222625549787?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6901399222625549787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=6901399222625549787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/6901399222625549787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/6901399222625549787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/05/suay-suay-suay.html' title='SUAY SUAY SUAY!!!'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-2087228656999049396</id><published>2008-05-18T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T22:55:18.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nicee day&lt;333</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;wooo yeah today watched ironman, i found the technology used by the main character so cool and advanced! LOVEDTHESHOW but would not dare to watch it again &gt;.&lt;&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;argh i am so pissed! i haven't done finish my english newspaper article, i foud about 5 but did not do the summary, too lazy&gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah, i wanted to download aAU which is north america audition, was so pissed that i could not open the application and could not create a nexon passport which is like the one we have in southeast asia-asiasoft passport. i was so freaking pissed i also wanted to download the korea audition but i could not understand the korean contents in the website so yeah; gave up. i desperately want NA audi and K audi their songs are so freaking nicee audisea songs are so boring and getting very xian T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;better get going nite ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-2087228656999049396?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2087228656999049396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=2087228656999049396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/2087228656999049396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/2087228656999049396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/05/nicee-day333.html' title='nicee day&lt;333'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-6227313762902079317</id><published>2008-05-16T21:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T21:22:38.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRUE FRIEND TEST</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;weeee~! created a true friend test!!! take my true friend test and see how well you know me!! lol&lt;br /&gt;good luck^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-6227313762902079317?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/6227313762902079317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=6227313762902079317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/6227313762902079317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/6227313762902079317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/05/true-friend-test.html' title='TRUE FRIEND TEST'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-1414573384899883540</id><published>2008-05-16T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T14:37:28.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW SKIN!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;YAY finally a new skin! HAHA i prefer this skin much more to the other one LOL my links are kinda messed up and i don't know how to fix it &gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNE HOLIDAY COUNTDOWN: 8 more days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-1414573384899883540?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1414573384899883540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=1414573384899883540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/1414573384899883540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/1414573384899883540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-skin.html' title='NEW SKIN!!'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-8299156608218994153</id><published>2008-05-12T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T21:49:34.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 MAY 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YISHIEN~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;happy birthday yi shien, you're 13 woots~! tomorrow netball training resumes and there is crezmun training, should i quit netball and join art and manga club and opt out of crezmun????? Hope tomorrow's netball training won't be tough, just very very very slack stuff. i can't wait till june holidays arrive!!!  Today was so slack, thank god there wasn't any geog lessons or chinese lessons, there were science lessons but we watched a movie ^^ d&amp;amp;t lessons was not that fun, played a d&amp;amp;t game and did a reflection :((((((((( kayys nothing else to write so nites &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;COUNTDOWN TO 24 MAY: 12 MORE DAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-8299156608218994153?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8299156608218994153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=8299156608218994153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/8299156608218994153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/8299156608218994153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/05/12-may-2008.html' title='12 MAY 2008'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-8975907900576688762</id><published>2008-05-11T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T23:01:31.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 MAY 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!! &lt;3333333 color="#c0c0c0" size="4"&gt;today is mother's day!! happy mother's day to all mother's out there. Today went to vivo and ate with my grandmother. How i wished that tomorrow would be a holiday or a day with post exam activities and not lessons. There is netball training on tuesday, how xian i wanna quit netball and join manga club!!!! but i think there aren't any available spaces left. Lessons resume...how heartbreaking, how i wish the lessons were like the post exam activities pet rocket... man that would be so shiok. LESSONS AND HELL RESUMES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-8975907900576688762?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8975907900576688762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=8975907900576688762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/8975907900576688762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/8975907900576688762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/05/11-may-2008.html' title='11 MAY 2008'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-4399544209403242454</id><published>2008-05-10T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T23:07:03.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 May 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;i lurved today!!!&lt;33&gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-4399544209403242454?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4399544209403242454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=4399544209403242454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/4399544209403242454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/4399544209403242454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/05/10-may-2008.html' title='10 May 2008'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-3436732078236322648</id><published>2008-05-09T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T22:55:04.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I'm aboout to change my skin just not able to find an suitable one. Today was quite cool and fun. We had the pet rocket thing which was so fun but unfortunately the weather was scortching hot but luckily i got very very wet from launching the pet rocket; the water actually cooled me down. The second time me and cindy launched the rocket i chose to be the person to pump air into the rocket instead of the one launching it but again i still got the most wet. sooo suay.Later on, we went back up to the classroom and did the worksheet thingy then there was this announcement about free music downloads then yi shien and me chiong down the bus. The bus as so cool they transformed the normal sbs bus into one that has sofas in it. I wanted to receive the free ringtones through bluetooth but my freaking phone which is so lousy failed to receive it and i got the thing like every 2 minutes but yi shien and the failed to receive it at least we got the cds. Then later we went up to the hall. 98.7 radio dj was there.So cool, then there was this guess the music thing, mat got chosen. Then later on 2 bands performed. I couldn't really make out what the female singer of the 1st band was singing. Then everyone clapped and cheered but not as enthu. When the 2nd band came(all guys larr, the lead singer quite handsome larr but short) then all the sec 2~4 were screaming. But i have to admit that their songs are nicer and much clearer to hear. The sec 3 and 4 were so crazy that they asked for an encore. After the whole thing we went to the bus again and when that shuai lead singer came along everyone was screaming like crazy, i could barely take the noise i don't know why they are like that maybe because sec 1 are not that into guys yet (i think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;omg post is getting too long gonna end it here. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TOMORROW IS 10TH MAY!!! WOOTS~! HURRAY!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-3436732078236322648?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3436732078236322648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=3436732078236322648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/3436732078236322648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/3436732078236322648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-aboout-to-change-my-skin-just-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-7658208753646121054</id><published>2008-05-08T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T21:32:32.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;today had the sexuality talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;we had talks from um 8~12++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;we sat down for hours on end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;but of course did some stretching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;after the talk at the mini forum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;my butt hurt alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;the talks were mostly boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;except for chen lao shi and probably miss lin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;chen lao shi like so cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;tell us about her love life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;i was shocked that she got to marry her first boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;and thats like when she was 26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;chi khay was commenting that she got her first bf at p3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;shocker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;since i was like from a all girls school since primary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;then somemore got no tuition &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;i did not know even 1 guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;yupps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;and chikhay was shock and said that it was very sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;tomorrow got interhouse games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;i wanted to participate!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;join the house leader thingy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;i really hoped that there are no 1 to 1 interviews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;tomorrow also got pet rocket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;sounds fun i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;hope to go home early tomorrow then can play auition!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;kayys nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-7658208753646121054?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7658208753646121054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=7658208753646121054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/7658208753646121054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/7658208753646121054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/05/omg-today-had-sexuality-talk-we-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-5420265892759271889</id><published>2008-05-07T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T22:07:48.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Had chinese today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;some parts of the paper were ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;some were tough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I think that i will get a C for the paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;or worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;tomorrow we will be having sexuality education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BEWARE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;of velvet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;try not to sit so close to her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;she will really pollute your minds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;although it is already a little polluted by her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;she will pollute it further!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i think exams may not be so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;we get to leave home early &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;not have any lessons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;cca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and we don't have to stay back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i am sure gonna miss exam period(don't think sick)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Today dam ps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i was on the bus on the way home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;then talking talking with yi shien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;then suddenly at my stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i was the only one getting off the bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i didn't press the button&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;luckily the bus uncle stopped for people to get on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;if not i would have to alight at the next stop and walk very long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;HURRAY FOR END OF EXAMS!!! &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-5420265892759271889?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5420265892759271889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=5420265892759271889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/5420265892759271889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/5420265892759271889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/05/had-chinese-today-some-parts-of-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-1639055974981543504</id><published>2008-05-06T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T22:00:28.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Today finally played audi!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;woots~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;played with renee, chris, and chikhay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;tmr gonna play like xiao again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;today had to wait very long for audi because of some maintenence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;they said that the maintenence will stop at 1 (singapore timing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But when i tried to open audi, it did not work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;so i waited and tried again at 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;it still did not work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i almost burst a blood vessel at that time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But when i tried yet again at 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;it finally worked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;was so pissed during the few hours that i waited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;finally tomorrow is the last day of exams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and 4 more days till 10th may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;for science paper i just wrote crap on it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sure kenna fail all the papers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;well good luck for chinese tmr (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-1639055974981543504?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1639055974981543504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=1639055974981543504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/1639055974981543504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/1639055974981543504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-finally-played-audi-woots-played.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-3073251803957708897</id><published>2008-05-05T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T20:49:15.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 JUST 2 MORE DAYS AND IT WILL ALL BE OVER!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;geog today was quit difficult(except for some questions)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i highly doubt that i'll pass it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i'll be glad if i even got a C (i guess)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;how i wish i could fail geog and not take it as a examination subject forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;but that will just bring my results down...T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;tomorrow is science and i just spent my time watching anime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;URGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i did not even revise at all (only a little, but nothing for bio)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i am really gonna fail science&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;especially for the sections B and C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;where we have to do explanation questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;and unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i was not like the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;my explanation questions really sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I had better stop now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;gotta go chiong for science&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;T.T  T.T  T.T  T.T  T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-3073251803957708897?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3073251803957708897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=3073251803957708897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/3073251803957708897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/3073251803957708897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/05/2-just-2-more-days-and-it-will-all-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-5780613835550473646</id><published>2008-05-04T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T20:16:33.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;helloos!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;hiaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i feel very xian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;this stupid passer-by tagged class blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;and talked about some freaking crap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;saying that all of the S2ians are b**ches and bimbos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;like how the hell is that person to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;maybe cause that person is actually one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i really feel very pissed at passer-by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;PEOPLE 3 more days of suffering and it will all be over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;and after those 3 torturous days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;+ 2 more normal days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;=10 may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;praise the lord!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;GEOGRAPHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;its really starting to piss me off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;why must we learn geog???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;why must we learn the temperature and location of temperate climates, polar climats et cetera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;my brain is at its limit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;no more info can be absorbed by my brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;URGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;well everyone who is taking geog exam tmr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;jiayous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;do your best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;if you fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;you won't be able to study geog anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;although i wish for that to happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;but i have no choice but to pass it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;and continue studying geog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;BYES~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-5780613835550473646?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5780613835550473646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=5780613835550473646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/5780613835550473646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/5780613835550473646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/05/helloos-hiaz-i-feel-very-xian-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-8550589487763143911</id><published>2008-05-03T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T19:17:58.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;URGH I CAN'T STAND MY MOTHER!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;she keeps on nagging at me for using the computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;urgh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i can't take it anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i feel like dying!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today had piano lessons again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so xianz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then wear new converse shoe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and forgot to wear socks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;so stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;maybe because in a rush to get there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;very late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;then later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;my foot had mounds of blisters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;it was excruxiatingly painful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i don't i will be able to walk for the next few days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;jk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;3 more exams to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;better go revise for geog now and maybe if i still have extra time science as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;people good luck studying for geog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;BYES~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-8550589487763143911?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8550589487763143911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=8550589487763143911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/8550589487763143911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/8550589487763143911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/05/urgh-i-cant-stand-my-mother-she-keeps.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-3191142333111976351</id><published>2008-05-02T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T23:23:11.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I cannot wait for 10th may!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;yay for the sixsome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hillary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rie En&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heershan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Suann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i can't wait for exams to be over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;then i can play audi the whole day and not care about other useless stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;EVERYONE JIAYOUS FOR THE EXAMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I KNOW I WILL FAIL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BUT OTHERS NEEDS TO PASS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;JIAYOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3 MORE EXAM PAPERS TO GO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PREPARE FOR ONE OF THE WORST SCORING EXAMINATIONS OF OUR LIVES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-3191142333111976351?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3191142333111976351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=3191142333111976351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/3191142333111976351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/3191142333111976351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-cannot-wait-for-10th-may-yay-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-7170394704019063052</id><published>2008-05-01T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T22:09:23.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chinese was ok yesterday&lt;br /&gt;had loads of time left&lt;br /&gt;then was thinking of what to write for the compo for bout half an hour&lt;br /&gt;and i still had loads of time left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY IS LABOUR DAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots~!&lt;br /&gt;holiday~!&lt;br /&gt;stayed home played most of the time&lt;br /&gt;no mood to study at all&lt;br /&gt;i very very slack today&lt;br /&gt;dun noe why&lt;br /&gt;hiaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having lit tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;and expected to write bout 10 para which is one section and 2 qn in 45 mins&lt;br /&gt;but unfortunately&lt;br /&gt;i csn only write 1 qn in 45 mins&lt;br /&gt;urgh&lt;br /&gt;i am gonna fail lit too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i ate sushi&lt;br /&gt;yummy&lt;br /&gt;my favourite food in the world&lt;br /&gt;apart from chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better go now&lt;br /&gt;study for lit&lt;br /&gt;hope i can memorise the whole story&lt;br /&gt;waahh&lt;br /&gt;ish me luck that i will survive for tomorrows exam&lt;br /&gt;and that my hand won't break!!!!&lt;br /&gt;byes~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-7170394704019063052?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7170394704019063052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=7170394704019063052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/7170394704019063052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/7170394704019063052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/05/chinese-was-ok-yesterday-had-loads-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-8454839168057330777</id><published>2008-04-29T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T20:27:29.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohhh nooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;i am so dead; D-E-A-D dead&lt;br /&gt;*cries; till room is flooded*&lt;br /&gt;my math paper was done horribly&lt;br /&gt;probably the worst???&lt;br /&gt;or maybe not&lt;br /&gt;i think i am gonna get an F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY FIRST F&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe it&lt;br /&gt;i didn't have enough time to finish it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;damn the math paper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scolded velvet for making a paper aeroplane and throwing it&lt;br /&gt;soooo funny&lt;br /&gt;it was actually sheenice who did it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first he scolded renee&lt;br /&gt;saying renee i saw a paper aeroplane land on your desk&lt;br /&gt;renee was so blur&lt;br /&gt;she didn't even realize&lt;br /&gt;the whole class burst with laughter&lt;br /&gt;then i couldn't stop laughing and so did Jie Hui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was trying to make up and excuse to for not folding the rough paper into a paper aeroplane; it wasn't even stated as a rule &lt;br /&gt;and finally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came up with an excuse&lt;br /&gt;saying &lt;br /&gt;destroying school's property&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would be glad if i even gotten a c for the paper&lt;br /&gt;i hope i won't be kicked out of netball for my results&lt;br /&gt;better pray hard and hope for the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is chinese&lt;br /&gt;everyone &lt;br /&gt;JYJY^^&lt;br /&gt;all the best~!!!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-8454839168057330777?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8454839168057330777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=8454839168057330777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/8454839168057330777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/8454839168057330777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/ohhh-nooooooooo-i-am-so-dead-d-e-d-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-3075285797455402721</id><published>2008-04-28T18:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T18:36:22.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohh noo tomorrow is math exam...i have done some revision from doing revision practices but i still get questions wrong!!!!!urgh...i am so pissed. I think i will fail math *cries* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today  &lt;strong&gt;MC&lt;/strong&gt; was like talking crap about our attitude... and i did not even hear a thing he said, i was revising for math, he just kept on yapping away about our attitude, there is nothing wrong with our attitude, he's the one that has an attitude problem instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woots~! today e had no chinese but because of that we couldn't revise for chinese exam whichis two days away, so instead of revising for math i played icytower...chit chat and watch a short miss swan clip with velvet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg continue revising for math byebye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-3075285797455402721?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-3912534366229163509</id><published>2008-04-27T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T22:07:08.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;BO LIAO LARR...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-3912534366229163509?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3912534366229163509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=3912534366229163509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/3912534366229163509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/3912534366229163509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/bo-liao-larr.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-1923516278685950952</id><published>2008-04-26T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T22:50:59.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helloes&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't breath the whole time&lt;br /&gt;having block nose&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;bought i new bag today&lt;br /&gt;now got backpack&lt;br /&gt;then shoulder won't be so pain&lt;br /&gt;can also fit my tablet&lt;br /&gt;yays!!!&lt;br /&gt;my sis also bought a new bag&lt;br /&gt;and she likes rugged stuff like me&lt;br /&gt;but unfortunately&lt;br /&gt;she does not suit rugged stuff&lt;br /&gt;unlike me&lt;br /&gt;as i am like...a little tomboyish&lt;br /&gt;she is so poor thing&lt;br /&gt;hiaz&lt;br /&gt;today very bo liao&lt;br /&gt;don't feel like studying&lt;br /&gt;and don't feel like playing audition or reading manga&lt;br /&gt;so bo liao until just stare at ceiling &lt;br /&gt;daydreaming&lt;br /&gt;now also very bo liao&lt;br /&gt;don't what to say already&lt;br /&gt;then...byes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-1923516278685950952?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-2230133391561437684</id><published>2008-04-25T14:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T14:35:45.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helloos~!&lt;br /&gt;today had english exam&lt;br /&gt;it was...ok&lt;br /&gt;but i scared that i will do badly&lt;br /&gt;pray and hope for the best&lt;br /&gt;next will be math&lt;br /&gt;i can already predict that i will fail&lt;br /&gt;especially in those parts that involve algebra&lt;br /&gt;i simply hate algebra&lt;br /&gt;its so confusing&lt;br /&gt;i wanna kill the person who invented algebra&lt;br /&gt;urgh&lt;br /&gt;still have homework&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately&lt;br /&gt;and surprisingly&lt;br /&gt;argh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait till exams are over&lt;br /&gt;then i can play all i want&lt;br /&gt;why must life be so stressful!!!!&lt;br /&gt;......gtg lazy to type alr byes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-2230133391561437684?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2230133391561437684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=2230133391561437684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/2230133391561437684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/2230133391561437684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/helloos-today-had-english-exam-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-7813750170617963729</id><published>2008-04-24T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T14:58:53.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg i so suay (if that's how you spell it)&lt;br /&gt;exam is just tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't finish clearing my desk&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;blame myself&lt;br /&gt;today i got fever and flu and sore throat(throat infection)&lt;br /&gt;then i scared to go doctor&lt;br /&gt;so see how first if temperature not still very high &lt;br /&gt;then go doctor&lt;br /&gt;ai yoh&lt;br /&gt;i very scared that i cannot go to school tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;so sorry to renee&lt;br /&gt;i was suppose to help her print something for d&amp;t&lt;br /&gt;then today never go to school&lt;br /&gt;so sorry&lt;br /&gt;i feel so bad&lt;br /&gt;in two ways&lt;br /&gt;first to renee &lt;br /&gt;second is cause i don't feel well cause i am sick&lt;br /&gt;i feel so down&lt;br /&gt;hope i get better tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;then go to school take exam&lt;br /&gt;hiaz&lt;br /&gt;better go rest now&lt;br /&gt;byes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-7813750170617963729?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7813750170617963729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=7813750170617963729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/7813750170617963729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/7813750170617963729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/omg-i-so-suay-if-thats-how-you-spell-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-7276438435921722461</id><published>2008-04-23T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T22:02:57.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jia yous jia yous~!</title><content type='html'>ya today yi shien is gonna compete in the cross country thing, she has to run 3.5km how i pity her i think that if i ran half of that distance i won't be able to survive...lols hope yi shien wins~! so sorry to yi shien that i could not go there to support you...so sorry!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still haven't finished d&amp;t&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately&lt;br /&gt;but who the hell created d&amp;t?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;exams are just 1 day away!!!&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhh start freaking out &lt;br /&gt;i haven't even revised at all&lt;br /&gt;shyt la&lt;br /&gt;hiaz better go and complete my d&amp;t if not kenna scold&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-7276438435921722461?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/7276438435921722461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=7276438435921722461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/7276438435921722461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/7276438435921722461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/jia-yous-jia-yous.html' title='jia yous jia yous~!'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-8273805025353949776</id><published>2008-04-22T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T20:19:40.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi people!!!^^ my tongue is practically burning right now...just ate fishhead curry, spicy xia. &lt;br /&gt;Today felt soooo depressed!!!&lt;br /&gt;received math test, did not get the score i expected to get.&lt;br /&gt;Chi khay like chao pro la. She got full marks...hiaz better study hard&lt;br /&gt;Today, we had to do summary writing on the simon compre&lt;br /&gt;velvet took my paper to photocopy&lt;br /&gt;so i could not do it&lt;br /&gt;she offered to buy me hersheys &lt;br /&gt;but i rejected&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should have accepted...hmmm i made the wrong decision man&lt;br /&gt;Today assembly was so funny&lt;br /&gt;we had this forum thing by the school counsellors&lt;br /&gt;then people asked sugested something like &lt;br /&gt;having ankle school socks like nanyang&lt;br /&gt;more color choices for school shoes&lt;br /&gt;allowing people to wear black ear studs&lt;br /&gt;the dry fit material for pe shirt&lt;br /&gt;the transparency of school blouse&lt;br /&gt;the issue of wearing canvas shoes&lt;br /&gt;the school name-tag&lt;br /&gt;and so forth&lt;br /&gt;it was very entertaining&lt;br /&gt;then chris wanted to say something&lt;br /&gt;then the mic keep on passing don't know where&lt;br /&gt;and in the end she didn't get a chance to speak &lt;br /&gt;and i was like thinking wth&lt;br /&gt;yea..and yi shien is going to compete in cross country tmr&lt;br /&gt;support her! support her!&lt;br /&gt;yea i think i am going down to botanic gardens to support her if my parents allow&lt;br /&gt;i think yi shien like very poor thing&lt;br /&gt;she has to run 3.5km for the cross country&lt;br /&gt;i think i won't be able to even make half of the distance&lt;br /&gt;today she wanted to buy ice-cream so i went with her to buy&lt;br /&gt;then once i bought the ice-cream&lt;br /&gt;she said: i am not suppose to eat chocolate&lt;br /&gt;her senior said so &lt;br /&gt;said that chocolate will slow you down&lt;br /&gt;i again was like wth&lt;br /&gt;hai yoh... i already buy!!!&lt;br /&gt;but at least i got to eat ice-cream &lt;br /&gt;then suddenly the 111 bus came&lt;br /&gt;and i faster chiong&lt;br /&gt;but couldn't eat on the bus &lt;br /&gt;so i had to wait until i got on my stop &lt;br /&gt;by then all the ice-cream melted...hiaz&lt;br /&gt;sadly, today i had abit of flu&lt;br /&gt;felt very emo and sick&lt;br /&gt;hiaz better go now&lt;br /&gt;i may fall and sleep any minute now...byes^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-8273805025353949776?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/8273805025353949776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=8273805025353949776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/8273805025353949776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/8273805025353949776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/hi-people-my-tongue-is-practically.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-3416971414624156002</id><published>2008-04-21T20:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T20:27:12.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D&amp;T~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>well today's d&amp;t really sucked. We had to draw this steps thing and i haven't even done a single thing. How i wised d&amp;t was never a subject, why do they have to create d&amp;t its not like we are aspiring to be engineers in the future, whats the whole point of having d&amp;t.urgh so stress. Luckily today can play audi!!! (i hope) ya and today we also had a math test its a retest cuz loads of people failed it but why do they also make the people who passed(like me) stay back and do the test...they are basically wasting people's precious time. &lt;br /&gt;hiaz think i go play audi liaos byes people!!!^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-3416971414624156002?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3416971414624156002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=3416971414624156002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/3416971414624156002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/3416971414624156002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/d.html' title='D&amp;T~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-5275007545620514661</id><published>2008-04-20T10:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T10:51:33.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i heart chocolate</title><content type='html'>i love chocolate but my fav is dark chocolate unfortunately i am actually milk chocolate according to this:                     *waahh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Milk Chocolate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/milk-chocolate.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A total dreamer, you spend most of your time with your head in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You often think of the future, and you are always working toward your ideal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also nostalgic, you rarely forget a meaningful moment... even those from long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Chocolate Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-5275007545620514661?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/5275007545620514661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=5275007545620514661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/5275007545620514661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/5275007545620514661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-heart-chocolate.html' title='i heart chocolate'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-1867140947835693658</id><published>2008-04-19T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T22:13:52.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just did this for fun :D check out what my name means:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Audrey Tan Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. &lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. &lt;br /&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way.&lt;br /&gt;And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life.&lt;br /&gt;You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are balanced, orderly, and organized. You like your ducks in a row.&lt;br /&gt;You are powerful and competent, especially in the workplace.&lt;br /&gt;People can see you as stubborn and headstrong. You definitely have a dominant personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.&lt;br /&gt;You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.&lt;br /&gt;You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a free spirit, and you resent anyone who tries to fence you in.&lt;br /&gt;You are unpredictable, adventurous, and always a little surprising.&lt;br /&gt;You may miss out by not settling down, but you're too busy having fun to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a seeker. You often find yourself restless - and you have a lot of questions about life.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to travel often, to fairly random locations. You're most comfortable when you're far away from home.&lt;br /&gt;You are quite passionate and easily tempted. Your impulses sometimes get you into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-1867140947835693658?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1867140947835693658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=1867140947835693658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/1867140947835693658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/1867140947835693658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-did-this-for-fun-d-check-out-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-3619775385696742767</id><published>2008-04-19T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T21:55:03.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm on the verge of insanity~!</title><content type='html'>omg... you should see the workload on my desk. I think if i piled up all the work that i have yet to be done, it would have reached the second floor. I'm seriously on the verge of going insane, once i reach out to do a peice of homework, my body starts resisting and automatically turns towards my tablet. I am seriously overwhelmed by the temptation of my tablet. Hiaz who ask Miss Yang to give us so much homework dun noe must do how many dang math mock papers. HIAZ and still today i must suffer the reprimands by my piano teacher dun noe say what you must practice practice practice if not you will not improve. Mid years are just round the corner and i am seriously revising(abit; you know i'm very slack) and i have tons of homework awaiting to be done. How am I suppose to find time to practice. Luckily netball has ended if not i will really die. The sad thing is i have no time to play audition anymore...waahh. Yi shien also cannot play audition. hmm i wonder whats the limit till my brain actually bulges and then explodes.&lt;br /&gt;Better study now i guess hope the temptation for the tablet will eventually wear off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-3619775385696742767?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/3619775385696742767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=3619775385696742767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/3619775385696742767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/3619775385696742767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-on-verge-of-insanity.html' title='I&apos;m on the verge of insanity~!'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5480110612652844214.post-1273916565009793203</id><published>2008-04-17T17:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T18:25:12.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helloos...</title><content type='html'>yea...hi um yea first time having a blog i suppose and also gonna change the skin soon i guess, this will just be a temporary one until i find the one that is gonna wow me. ya tests and exams are just round the corner and yea i haven't revise for anything yet. Haven't even revised for my science test tomorrow...hiaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i think i'll go study??? hmm not sure or should i play audi hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways byes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5480110612652844214-1273916565009793203?l=mycourseoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/1273916565009793203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5480110612652844214&amp;postID=1273916565009793203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/1273916565009793203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5480110612652844214/posts/default/1273916565009793203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mycourseoflife.blogspot.com/2008/04/helloos.html' title='Helloos...'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17589644314487769799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cbitXH3QSeg/SP8yg2Qjy6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/p7sTqMPNQH8/S220/Icon+15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
