<?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-8197442</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:37:30.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melsyl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>212</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-113050370703133604</id><published>2005-10-28T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T05:48:27.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok. I changed it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-113050370703133604?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/113050370703133604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=113050370703133604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/113050370703133604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/113050370703133604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/10/ok_28.html' title=''/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-113047447419204094</id><published>2005-10-27T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T21:41:14.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woots. Hows the name potassiumhydroxide- ? I think its too long. But I like potassium hydroxide cos it sounds nice. HAHA. So lame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-113047447419204094?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/113047447419204094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=113047447419204094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/113047447419204094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/113047447419204094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/10/woots.html' title=''/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-113047388485667416</id><published>2005-10-27T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T21:31:24.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know, I kindda feel like deleting this blog. Its really scary to think that if you blog anything not right here, the whole wide world can see it on the net and actually sue you. I dun want to go to jail leh. OK. Maybe I will change the URL. To something not too lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyway, the past posts which I posted in P6 are really meaningless. Just thinking about the time where I was mad about jerry yan gives me the creeps. I am totally expressionless and feelingless when I see him now loh. And I scream at the sight of mingdao. o.O From the time when I was so good in maths, to my current C5 for the last exam. Its amazing how one year passes so quickly. Just a few maddenings over 5566 and mingdao and making new friends and being committed to choir and worshiping chinese and learning more maths and doing more badly in it, makes up one year. You know, actually the sentence above is  incorrect, considering the fact that Mr Ravi told us about not making our sentence too long so that the cambridge people cant grade us C6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh. Wadeva. I think I am gonna change my URL ok. Then I can abandon all the lame posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should defrag my tablet everyday from now onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to xiamen. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saw&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/8197442-113047388485667416?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/113047388485667416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=113047388485667416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/113047388485667416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/113047388485667416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/10/you-know-i-kindda-feel-like-deleting.html' title=''/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-113032949196212395</id><published>2005-10-26T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T05:24:51.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realised that wenning's blogging is totally lame. Please lah. How come every sentence end with '...' one. It is grammatically incorect. Its irritating. You know if you just look at it as a whole paragraph, you will see dots everywhere. There are no fullstops. Its dots all around. It looks like a worm loh. Dot and dot and dot. Wad the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just changed my desktop to totally mingdao. Sweechen. Dun say I dunno anything about him ok. I was discussing husbands with cheryl lah. You liked junyang last time, but you oso dunno wad colour he like and all the rubbish wad. You only like him. Obviously I can oso plainly like wad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got a splinter in my finger. I cant type, so I should be typing now loh. o.O Anyway, just saw the advertisement for campus superstar. HAHA. ok. Maybe I will not go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-113032949196212395?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/113032949196212395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=113032949196212395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/113032949196212395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/113032949196212395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-realised-that-wennings-blogging-is.html' title=''/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-113007157732938101</id><published>2005-10-23T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T05:46:17.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok. I am back here blogging again. Been slacking cos I have been too lazy to blog. I have been watching wanyu like mad lah. HAHAHA. The episode where they introduced lu guang sen lin were so funny lah. HAHAHA. Liweilian was fang dian-ing. Heh. Fei hua. I dun like him ok. His chinese is -_-".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the charity show now. So zi can lah. Alan and taypinghui go and do the metal thing. Its amazing how people can actually do so much to help others. Singapore is so helpful. Mediacorp. But sometimes having too many charity shows make people bored and duwan to call. o.O No offence ok. AHH. I scared the government come and find me to bring me to jail. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed geog. Tian. My sister keeps suaning me. She says its sad that I failed both humanities, history and geog. Its depressing ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-113007157732938101?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/113007157732938101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=113007157732938101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/113007157732938101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/113007157732938101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/10/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112971032081715888</id><published>2005-10-19T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T01:25:20.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEH. Got back maths, lit, chinese and english today. So disappointed in my maths lah. Got C5 leh. C5 LEH! I never get C5 before! Want to faint already loh. Tian. The rest are quite ok lah, but I must really work hard for maths. Must. Keep telling myself that i must work hard,but I dun do anything. Cant blame me leh. I am the slacking xing de. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. My maths results below 60. AHH. My wz vcd fei zou le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously should be thankful that my mother did not scoldme at all. She just asked me to practice more. o.O So nice. AHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112971032081715888?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112971032081715888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112971032081715888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112971032081715888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112971032081715888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/10/heh.html' title=''/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112947671427859700</id><published>2005-10-16T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T08:31:54.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey. Haiz. Sometimes i think I dun think before i do things. Eh, people, sorry if all the posts were about mingdao. I dunno. I didnt know that it was irritating. I didnt think that you all would not like it. There is nothinig else which is sensible enough for me to write about. You come all the way to my blog, and only get to read a whole lot of rubbish from a fantasizing mingdao lover. Sorry for blogging about mingdao even on the class blog. I deleted all the posts which had anything to do with wz at all. Nevermind. This blog is rubbish. I shall consider abandoning this and all the mingdao crap here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a public apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I really hate myself&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/8197442-112947671427859700?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112947671427859700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112947671427859700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112947671427859700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112947671427859700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/10/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112936330138557525</id><published>2005-10-15T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T01:01:41.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woots! Just practiced Salve Regina. YAY. I know the notes so well. Only got some notes cannot get it right. Always one note higher. =D HAHA. But at least I am better than laura. She never practice leh. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for choir. =D I am so guai. So and practice. Good girl. o.O Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the FICTION book i borrowed from the library. My mother made me return it before I finished reading it. I am gonna borrow it again loh. Hopefully no one borrow. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112936330138557525?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112936330138557525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112936330138557525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112936330138557525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112936330138557525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/10/woots-just-practiced-salve-regina.html' title=''/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112920132736357823</id><published>2005-10-13T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T04:02:07.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bernice ah, I shall stay loyal to my husband. =P This post is irrelevant. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I love my blogskin so much. SO NICE. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Swee chen, I seriously dun intend to change my blogskin yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the choir blog. So wen xin! =D Love choir! Cant wait for it to start. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112920132736357823?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112920132736357823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112920132736357823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112920132736357823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112920132736357823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/10/bernice-ah-i-shall-stay-loyal-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112910426680457380</id><published>2005-10-12T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T01:04:26.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHH. Just realised that I wrote something so embarrassing last time. So long ago already, but looking at it makes me feel so lame. Write until so bu yao lian lah. That person see already sure -_-" one. Its not qing shu  lah. Its just a mere passing comment, but its so -_-". Hope that person never see. HAHA. If not he sure damn gan ga next time. Luckily that site already half dead. Totally abandoned, and no one visits it anymore. And it has been covered by other messages. -_-" HAIZ. Cant stand myself sometimes. So ego. BU YAO LIAN AH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112910426680457380?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112910426680457380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112910426680457380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112910426680457380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112910426680457380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/10/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112906313617050441</id><published>2005-10-12T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T13:38:56.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o.O Its late. I dunno wad I am still doing up. Actually, its early. Early in the morning, and late at night, at 4.30 am. I feel so retarded. The last time I stayed up till this late was the new millenium celebration. Never stayed up any later than this. Cant sleep. I dun feel sleepy at all.  Cant blame me. I slept for 3 hours in the afternoon. Ok. Fine. Its only 3, but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am entertaining myself with blogging. And supertux. I promise to sleep after this, or else when my maid wakes up, she will start nagging again. Nagging at me for not sleeping when she had already slept for so long. I PITY MYSELF. o.O AHH. I FEEL SOMEONE COMING. I need to pretend to be sleeping now. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112906313617050441?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112906313617050441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112906313617050441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112906313617050441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112906313617050441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/10/o.html' title=''/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112904917779207468</id><published>2005-10-12T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T13:39:48.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My sister just uninstalled Norman and installed macafee for me. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bored. Bored. I cant sleep. I slept for about 3 hours in the afternoon, so I am entertaining myself with yanzi's new songs. Di yi tian is nice!! =D Addicted. AHH. Addicted. -_-" The lyrics are nice. And wan mei de yi tian. The lyrics are so lame. Dunno wad fang jian. Fang jian, fang jian. So lame. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I am bored. I feel like changing my skin again. Maybe I'll make my own one this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH. I AM BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh. Laura lee says she saw me on tv for the news. -_-" I look fat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112904917779207468?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112904917779207468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112904917779207468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112904917779207468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112904917779207468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-sister-just-uninstalled-norman-and.html' title=''/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112900281074749907</id><published>2005-10-11T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T20:53:30.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from fainting from exams. Eh. I think I really need tuition already. I cant trust myself to study properly. HAIZ. Science was horrible. And geog. AND lit. But its cool leh. I passed my lit with almost an A2. Miss by 0.2 marks. HECK. Want to die already. But wadeva. I dun care. I am just looking forward to choir! YAY. CHOIR. HAHA. I think I am gonna do so badly for the EOY lah. THE RESULT OF SLACKING. I seriously should stop slacking and turn over a new leaf in sec 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tian. Gonna be sec 2 already. SO UNBELIEVABLE. Another batch of students leaving crescent. Haiz. The sec 3s. They can be so nice sometimes. Oh yes. And wanyun. She is so funny. HAHA. Pity she's going to NJ. She could have been a good choir chair lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno wads wrong with me. I'm so bored now. HAIZ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112900281074749907?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112900281074749907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112900281074749907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112900281074749907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112900281074749907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/10/back-from-fainting-from-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112850697777335204</id><published>2005-10-05T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T03:09:37.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Made a nice song with Rachel and Beatrice and Swee chen today while walking to the bus stop. Swee chen is hard-shell turtle, beatrice is the tree-top squirrel, rachel is the mountain tortoise and I am the soft-shell lobster. It goes to the tune of seasons in the sun leh. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had joy&lt;br /&gt;We had fun&lt;br /&gt;We had lobster at the lake&lt;br /&gt;We climbed mountains on our fours&lt;br /&gt;And the hard-shell tortoise paw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had joy&lt;br /&gt;We had fun&lt;br /&gt;We had seasons in the sun&lt;br /&gt;We shaved off the squirrel's fur&lt;br /&gt;And packed them up in tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had joy&lt;br /&gt;We had fun&lt;br /&gt;With the tortoise ranking one&lt;br /&gt;And the lobster ranking two&lt;br /&gt;Then the squirrel in the poo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still got 2 more verses. Those are sc's verses. I FORGOT THEM. HAHA. We were laughing and laughing.. Then swee chen laugh until she couldnt walk. Walk halfway dun xia lai. I THINK ITS SO FUNNY THE WAY SHE LAUGHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made my bracelet today. AND I AM GIVING IT AWAY AS A BIRTHDAY PRESENT. I am nice ok. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. When I boarded the 64 bus and went to the second level, I saw this couple from Queensway secondary kissing at the back of the bus. So wad lah. PDA. Polluting my innocent mind. o.O They were so noisy ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday saw two guys in blue colour school uniform smoking. What is this world becoming to?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112850697777335204?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112850697777335204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112850697777335204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112850697777335204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112850697777335204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/10/made-nice-song-with-rachel-and.html' title=''/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112832092103936322</id><published>2005-10-03T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T23:28:41.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chinese exam today. It wasnt as horrible as I expected. But seriously, I thought my zuo wen was toot. So crappy. Tian. I wrote question 4, and in front, I wrote a whole lot of rubbish about a bird getting bored in its cage after a while. I thought it was so lame. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing the second li jie wen da for paper 2, and it suddenly dawned upon me that I missed mingdao. -_-" I dunno. So sudden. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The uncle at stall 7 in the canteen is so toot lah. When I tried to take the plate away from him before I gave him the money, he refused to let go. So pissed please. He only let go when I gave him the money. So money-faced. So terrible. YUK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. Mass yesterday. =D So fun. I missed morning one cos I overslept. Aunty aileen looked angry. She had a horrible sore throat. Hah. Then in the end, still had to do the responsarial psalm with diana. Bleh. It feels weird to be on the tv screens. o.O Had so much fun. Too much to write everything out. Cos I got a memory shortage. This results in my inability to express everything in words here. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And swee chen is evil please. Walked to me to the bus stop,  but she refused to lend me her umbrella. I dunno lah. But she say that I didnt help her hold her umbrella, so she did not want to lend me. Then I was all wet lah. She keep suaning me today I oso never fan lian, then I laugh at because she looks like an aunty then angry already. Please lah. Its not as if its the first day I say you look like an aunty. Say for very long already loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love wz. =D&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Saw her today&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/8197442-112832092103936322?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112832092103936322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112832092103936322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112832092103936322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112832092103936322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/10/chinese-exam-today.html' title=''/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112814199715230324</id><published>2005-10-01T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T21:59:27.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People, I am taking my tagboard away so lame spammers cannot spam. This is my personal blog and I have the right to make any personal comments here. This includes what I like and what I do not. And if you dun agree with me, just **** off, or I shall seriously find a way to ban your IP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112814199715230324?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112814199715230324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112814199715230324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112814199715230324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112814199715230324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/10/people-i-am-taking-my-tagboard-away-so.html' title=''/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112808044678956034</id><published>2005-09-30T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T04:40:46.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tian. Just slept for dunno how long. I feel numb and sticky all over. HAHA. Wadeva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda likes mingdao. I seriously always knew that he is cute. =D HAHA. YAY. Maybe she will give me discount on the jStar stuff. o.O I am so cheapo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112808044678956034?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112808044678956034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112808044678956034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112808044678956034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112808044678956034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/09/tian.html' title=''/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112798045747480703</id><published>2005-09-29T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T00:54:17.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHH. MINGDAO. TIAN. SO CUTE. AHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-watching the previous episodes. My TIAN. MING DAO IS SO CUTE LAH. AHH. In episode 15. SO NICE. Want to hug him. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[change encoding to unicode to view chinese words, or make do with the han yu pin yin. =D]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched ziqian too. I watched him change. From one stage to another. To his current cruelty. Then, it suddenly struck me, that it was not his fault for how he was now. It was because he couldnt accept that the truth, had murdered everyone in his family. Every single person. Even him. It had deprived him of his only hope. His mother had gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason that he was like this, was because no one cared about him. His only support, tianyu, had left him. Left him empty. He became emotionless. If no one cared for him, why should he even care for others. It was meaningless. He said that he would get back everything which the junhao's father took away from him. Every single thing. All he wanted to do, was to drown the sorrow within him. He wanted to make his wound numb. He thought that since he could not achieve self actualization within himself and be truly happy from his heart, materials such as money and power, could take its place instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 15. Innocence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“我们要建立一个属于自己的家。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wo men yao jian li yi ge shu yu zi ji de jia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[The way ziqian said this line was so cute. TIAN.]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 16. Depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“这一张床，陪我妈妈了二十几年。上面还有我妈妈的温度，妈妈的滋味，妈妈的味道。我好想念妈妈的味道。过了今天，这个味道就要消失了。我不要这样。妈。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Zhe yi zhang chuang, pei wo ma ma le 20 ji nian. Shang mian hai you wo ma ma de wen du, ma ma de zi wei, ma ma de wei dao. Wo hao xiang nian ma ma de wei dao. Guo le jin tian, zhe ge wei dao jiu yao xiao shi le. Wo bu yao zhe yang... Ma."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“你留下来陪我好不好。我害怕自己已经没有力量招架仇恨的力量。你不要走，你不要走。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ni liu xia lai pei wo hao bu hao. Wo hao pa zi ji yi jing mei you li liang zhao jia chou hen de li liang. Ni bu yao zou, ni bu yao zou."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A call for help. He knew that he might do something regretful, so he called for help. He did not want to harm others. His current actions were not intentional. He did not mean it at all. It was because of his emptiness inside. When tianyu left him, he had no more support, so he had to learn to be independant. However, he had misunderstood this. He thought that by being firm, he had to be cruel. Only by doing this, he could get his ways. I am sure inside him, is a deep scar,  which will hurt forever. By being cold-blooded, he thought that it would leave it numb forever, so that he would not feel the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 17. Cruelty - emptiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”不要老实以为你有这样大的影响。我跟单家的仇恨，不是你在我面前说几句话就能够解决的。我知道你来的目的是为了单均昊。告诉你，没有用的。还有，受其你亲情家人的理论。那一套，让人家觉得很虚伪。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bu yao lao shi yi wei ni you zhe yang da de ying xiang. Wo gen shan jia de chou hen, bu shi ni zai wo mian qian shuo ji ju hua jiu neng gou jie jue. Wo zhi dao ni lai de mu de shi wei le shan jun hao. Gao su ni, mei you yong de. Hai you, shou qi ni de qin qing jia ren li lun. Na yi tao, rang ren jia jue de hen xu wei."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;亲情家人的理论 was something which he always thought was very important. For a long while, he had thought that 单家 was his home. But after hearing the truth, his thought of a home was shattered. Home did not mean much to him anymore. It was merely four walls put together for shelter. There was nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 18. Numb himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying on the grass in the rain. He did not try to hide at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“雨在下达一点。就让徐子搴人间蒸发。反正也没有人在乎。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yu zai xia da yi dian. Jiu rang xu zi qian ren jian zheng fa. Fan zheng ye mei you ren zai hu."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rose in his hands. When he said "没有人在乎", he clenched his fist around the rose. Someone important had given it to him. Tianyu or yunxi? Someone did care for him, and he knew it. It was just that he refused to admit it. He was afraid to get hurt again.  He did not want to go through the pain once more. It hurt too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was just like a lost soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. I think I am writing a lit essay. I should practice more for the exam next week. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112798045747480703?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112798045747480703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112798045747480703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112798045747480703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112798045747480703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/09/ahh_29.html' title=''/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112792319975061734</id><published>2005-09-28T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T08:59:59.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its late leh. HAHA. But I slept in the afternoon, so I am so completely not sleepy now. Learning zhen shi for next year's crez awarsds. HAHA. Tian. So far away. Still got a few months, but must practice early. =D Dun really like this song, so I am not really interested in getting the lyrics into my head. Just listening for the sake of listening. Maybe shall go karaoke with chengyee one day to practice the song. We need a lot of practice loh. Need to discuss who to sing wad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing chinese now. I never do cover page and one sketch. I lazy to do cover page lah, cos must look for glue. Do tomorrow. The sketch very hard to draw lah. TIAN. GONna ask jeslyn tmr. Or by right, today in 7 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love bu gou yong gan from wz OST. ROCKS lah. SO nice. Reminds me of ziqian crying in the rain in episode 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yu xia de da yi dian, fan zheng mei you ren hui zai hu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear this line, then hear the song, really want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wo que xiang kong qi bei hu lue"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a lot of things to say, but I have difficulty translating my thoughts from chinese to english. I dunno why, but I can only express myself in chinese on this issue. Tian. Message me on msn then I tell you lah. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt collect my new specs today lah. My mother was lazy to bring us out. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY MOTHER IS BUYING WZ VCD FOR ME. SHE IS SO NICE LAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112792319975061734?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112792319975061734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112792319975061734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112792319975061734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112792319975061734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-late-leh.html' title=''/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112771960473393465</id><published>2005-09-26T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T00:26:44.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Changed blogskin. Decided to have this depressing kind of navigating blog. Actually, I was quite against it lah,  but I wanted something pictureless for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIAN. Watching xue tian shi. BORING AH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112771960473393465?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112771960473393465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112771960473393465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112771960473393465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112771960473393465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/09/changed-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112763312738470778</id><published>2005-09-25T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T00:25:28.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHH. Had so much fun for the church funfair thing lah. Yesterday, spent 7 hours in church. Me, kim, bernice and shona sneaked out to tiong cos we were early and we were so bored. Bernice's father brought us there. =D Then we saw the superstar thing there. So cool can. I saw junyang's face lah. So nice. So cute. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later  we sneaked back again. Started drawing the posters lah. So funny. Half the time we were slacking. Then the 4 of us again were doing the goo for the buried treasure game. Added like 19 packets of corn flour to the 3/4 water already in the tank, but it was still watery. Then we realised that we were supposed to put the flour in first. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had pizza for dinner. So nice. The 4 of us again sat down at a table and talked nonsense. And we shared one box of pizza together and one big bottle of coke. And then we continued to make the goo. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left around 9 to go to tiong to meet my father to watch Brothers Grim. Its quite nice lah. The way they mix the fairytales to get one big nice one. I like the part where jacob got into the queen's tower. In the end, we got home around 12 something. I slept at one cos I was doing my chinese compo. Should have passed it up a week ago, but I had no inspiration loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today morning, went to church so early. The choir sounded nice today. Nicholas was there again. And gregory. Nicholas sings damn low. So scary. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after mass, aunty aileen gave me and diana a $10 coupon each to buy things to eat.  SO NICE LAH. And she also ask us to come to her house to try on clothes cos she didnt want us to wear jeans for next week's feast day mass, where me and diana are cantoring the responsarial psalm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went her house around 1 plus. Tried many shirts lah. There was one flowery flowery one. So toot. In the end, she lent me a white skirt-pants and a navy blue shirt. BLEH. Tian. Long time never wear skirt already ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SHE HAS A DOG! He's so cute! Called punch. HAHA. So nice. He likes me. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and diana saw many of chris' pics when he was younger. So rounded. Reminds me of marcus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then aunty aileen sent me home. Its so far away, but she sent me home. She is so nice lah. =D She was telling us about how chris and his sister failed chinese, and how chris ended up going to queenstown sec and his sister, to STC. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should go and sleep now. Had like only 4 hours of sleep last night. HEADACHE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112763312738470778?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112763312738470778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112763312738470778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112763312738470778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112763312738470778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/09/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112747144041013792</id><published>2005-09-23T18:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T03:30:40.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My tian. Want to die lah. Exams are like next next week, and I am still slacking until like dunno wad. Havent started on any revision at all. Want to faint already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I got nothing to blog about. I think I feel so restless cos there is no choir. So lost! Like something missing. Cannot fengg with shiping. Only see her during some recesses, and who fenggs during recess with yi da dui ren watching you. So lame lah. People will think you are retarded. TIAN. Miss doing hao jiu bu jian handsigns. Swee chen sort of banned me from doing it. She says people will think I am crazy when I do it. Wonder if sp learn tou xin dance already or not. The dance so cool lah. I know the chorus moves, but I look TOOT dancing it. YUK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MINGDAO ROCKS LAH. TIAN. SO CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;she's nice, but she keeps avoiding&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/8197442-112747144041013792?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112747144041013792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112747144041013792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112747144041013792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112747144041013792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-tian_23.html' title=''/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112729084030851308</id><published>2005-09-21T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T01:20:40.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pervert</title><content type='html'>My tian. PEOPLE, DUN GO TO BUKIT MERAH. There is this pervert there lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going t the NTUC there with swee chen and rachel and beatrice. Beatrice wanted to take bus at the interchange lah, so she went off first. Then we went up the escalator, and I saw this pervert with his pants zip unzipped, and his hand was inside his pants. EEKS. Then he came over and touched my right ear with his hand lah. SHIT LOH. SO DISGUSTING. Then later he started laughing retardedly. SO IDIOT LAH. Then he did the same to beatrice and sc to loh. MY TIAN. Wanted to report to the police lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later after we finished shopping at the NTUC, we saw that guy outside the first level of the NTUC at the VCD place watching some stupid show. LAUGHING LIKE AN IDIOT. MY TIAN. Want to vomit lah. Me, swee chen and rachel all started to run away. Rachel kept laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wadeva. Made my bracelet during homec today. It looks quite nice, but I make until want to die ah. Luckily swee chen came to my rescue. And Shiping is gonna buy my bracelet. The one for CIP. She is so nice lah. Tian. Buy for $5 cos the school says so, and $5 is so expensive loh. HAHA. She is so da fang lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tian. Want to make more toffee. Hopefully it is a dessert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112729084030851308?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112729084030851308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112729084030851308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112729084030851308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112729084030851308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/09/pervert.html' title='pervert'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112722257017729993</id><published>2005-09-20T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T06:22:50.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My sister is obsessed over my wrist being skinnier and bonier than hers. And I have big bones and she has small bones leh. HAHA. And she tied her pyjamas around my elbow area there so that my blood would stop flowing in my arm and my veins will pop up cos of the clogged up blood. And it popped up and she kept laughing. I am her guinea pig for this experiment cos she doesnt dare to try it on her own hand. She wants to show me a picture in her bio textbook where the vaulves pop up totally and you can see the vein at your wrist branching out. OK. Thats so sick. -_-" Blame it on my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she was so obsessed over my legs. She kept touching it and saying that it was hairy and nice to touch. Thats so pervertic. THen that night, I got hives. The itch thing ah. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIAN, I am so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH. The picture is sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112722257017729993?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112722257017729993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112722257017729993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112722257017729993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112722257017729993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-sister-is-obsessed-over-my-wrist.html' title=''/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112720863867341366</id><published>2005-09-20T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T02:30:38.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>firefox</title><content type='html'>Ah. My tian. =D Firefox is so fast. MY SISTER SAVED MY COMPUTER FROM THE VIRUS and made it faster. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made my second batch of toffee. It still looks like biscuits. And it was a little chao-ta this time cos I left it in the oven for too long cos I was watching my sister chat with her classmate on msn. Maybe I shall change the name to Toffee Biscuits. =D My sister is addicted to my biscuits lah. She ate 2 leh. And she said that it would be better if it wasnt chao-ta'ed. And she says that I should become a cook. HAHA. I cant cook. Had help from my maid lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tian. LOVE FIREFOX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer is so fast lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112720863867341366?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112720863867341366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112720863867341366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112720863867341366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112720863867341366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/09/firefox.html' title='firefox'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112713525269028568</id><published>2005-09-19T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T06:07:32.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spammers</title><content type='html'>I couldnt say anything at the class blog about the spammer there, but here is my own blog, so heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spammers are lame people who do not leave their name, after insulting you on your tagboards. It is ridiculously meaningless, because not leaving your name will only give people a bad impression of you all. This shows the cowardly side of that lame person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure that spammer is from 1C2. Only because she is not happy that S3 won the soccer. She is clearly jealous that more people from our class came down to support the soccer players, giving them the encourangement by not only cheering, but also getting them drinks during their breaks. The soccer players had worked hard themselves. They had a proper planning. The ball would always be kicked to the scorer, then she will score the goal. Whether how near a player was to the goal, the ball would still be kicked to the scorer. This is a good planning. It really helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That person said we were rough, but obviously they were rougher. 4 people from G2 got injured from playing with them, and 2 from our class. We had to be rough with them too, or else we would be at the disadvantage. This was what the soccer players said, but from an audience's point of view, namely me, the rough movements were only from C2, not us. But rough movements are illegal in the game lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That spammer said people from other classes dun like us. If this is really true, how come only they have shown their so-called hatred towards us and not the other classes? If the other classes do really dun like us, but they can keep this dislike to themselves, then this will show that they have manners. At least they think of others' feelings. But this spammer, apparently, has no manners. She has to show her unhappiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This person, probably from C2, has spoilt the good name of their class, if they had one before. It will make others think that they are lame and spoilt and are sore-losers who just cant admit that they have lost not only in the game, but also the support from the other classmates, and the EQ. She probably has low social ability, therefore, causing her to be unable to contain her feelings to herself when she knows what she say will be hurting to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying that all C2 people are horrible, but this person has given me a bad impression of C2. A moment of folly has caused the unhappiness of many, including S3 people AND C2 people. Perhaps this person will be reprimanded by her class for spoiling their class name. But I do not care. After all, she hurt us first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Always busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112713525269028568?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112713525269028568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112713525269028568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112713525269028568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112713525269028568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/09/spammers.html' title='spammers'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112711929010274093</id><published>2005-09-19T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T01:41:30.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>huiwei</title><content type='html'>Today during english, miss seow announced that we got 4 gotchas. 3 from the soccer match lah, the 1 from last time. =D And she said huiwei played very very well for the soccer match. And she looked so cool. After she scored a goal, then she act so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I am lesbianish or anything lah, but I want to idolize her lah. She kicks so well. So cool. HAHA. And she helped us win the soccer interclass competition. And she kicks so well. And she kicks so high. Ugh. Wadeva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not lesbian loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw 56's autograph today on jialing's 56 album. Never see shaowei and xiaodao's one. Shaowei is pai'ing xi. Xiaodao is unofficially out of 56 lah. Dun expect to see him at all. And I saw shiping sunburnt. Her nose there so red ah, like blushing lyddat one. Then she was showing off her sunburtnt spots. Say want to put make up, but in the end never put. Must use paperbag and cover. And put [[whose]] name behing. HAHA. *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tian. I should go back up my files. I think my computer want to break down liao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112711929010274093?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112711929010274093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112711929010274093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112711929010274093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112711929010274093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/09/huiwei.html' title='huiwei'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112703045738270303</id><published>2005-09-18T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T01:00:57.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>toffee</title><content type='html'>I just made my first batch of toffee. It looks more like biscuits lah. Look so ugly please. The filling is filled with sweet condensed milk. Eat already want to have headache. But its nice loh. My mother is addicted to it. Had a lot of help from my maid today. Shall try it myself tomorrow again. Alone. With maybe some help. =D If it still turns out ugly, maybe I shall try the agar agar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the responsarial psalm today. I realised something - when you are walking to the platform to the mike, you feel so nervous, but when you stand at the mike, you dun feel anything at all. It was like that for me lah. Both 2 times I did the psalm. Or maybe I am just special. And a lot of people said I sang well for today's psalm. I rock. =D [[So ego]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty aileen's birthday yesterday. She offered us mooncake. So colourful. But i didnt want. Cos gregory was blocking the way. Didnt want to lean in between him and aunty aileen to get the mooncake. So mei you xiu yang. HAHA. Ok. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris' brother, nick, was there today. I thought it was nice to hear someone whose voice sounds a little like chris. =D His gf was there lah. I mean nick's gf. She is so thin please. Wadeva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should go record myself singing the new song me and wenning composed. So that I can irritate derede and cheng yee and wennning tomorrow. HAHA. With my beautiful voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can stand myself sometimes. So ego. =P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112703045738270303?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112703045738270303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112703045738270303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112703045738270303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112703045738270303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/09/toffee.html' title='toffee'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112701786275681443</id><published>2005-09-17T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T21:31:02.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>responsarial psalm</title><content type='html'>Did the responsarial psalm today. Its not scary at all singing in front of the church. I just realised that when you walk to the platform to sing into the mike there, you are very nervous, but when you actually stand at the mike there, you feel so calm. Both times I did the psalm its also lyddat. But for some reason, I get very nervous when doing the gospel. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love catechism class lah. Bernice is so funny. We were seperated into 2 groups today for the funfair thing next week. Then in the end, the guys still ended up in one group and the girls in the other. At least its slightly better now after the camp. We dun totally isolate ourselves from the guys anymore. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to be in church on saturday at 2pm. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112701786275681443?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112701786275681443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112701786275681443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112701786275681443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112701786275681443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/09/responsarial-psalm.html' title='responsarial psalm'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112687358079812179</id><published>2005-09-16T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T05:26:20.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer</title><content type='html'>YES. S3 WON THE SEC 1 OVERALL AWARD. AND WE GOT 3 GOTCHAs; one for the people who came down to support us, one for us winning, and one for playing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WON S1. HAHA. CHLOEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112687358079812179?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112687358079812179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112687358079812179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112687358079812179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112687358079812179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/09/soccer.html' title='Soccer'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112659920202540059</id><published>2005-09-13T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T01:45:49.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>homework</title><content type='html'>More homework. Today really got a lot of homework. Heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I am feeling a little unwell. I think I got a fever. And sore throat. HAIZ. And still have to do the responsarial psalm this sunday. I lost the paper with my notes. I think I am so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back for lit remedial today. Then in the end, I was kicked out of the class cos there were too many people. Stayed back for nothing lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should start on my homework soon. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Saw but ignored &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112659920202540059?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112659920202540059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112659920202540059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112659920202540059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112659920202540059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/09/homework_13.html' title='homework'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112652480216498675</id><published>2005-09-12T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T04:33:22.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework</title><content type='html'>Wad is wrong with the teachers? Giving so much homework on the first day of school. Heck lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I love mingdao. Tianyu saved junhao on his wedding day. Oh my tian. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir was so fun. Learnt this weird new song. Salve Regina. I dunno. But its for the concert with the band. And it is such a beautiful song. Love down by the riverside. Its so fun singing it. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to return SYF scores. My scores are like WRECKED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112652480216498675?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112652480216498675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112652480216498675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112652480216498675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112652480216498675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/09/homework.html' title='Homework'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112644756381064398</id><published>2005-09-11T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T07:06:03.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wz</title><content type='html'>PEOPLE, WILL YOU ALL JUST &lt;strong&gt;STOP&lt;/strong&gt; ASKING ME FOR WZ AND THEN WATCHING THE VIDEOS WHEN THE TEACHER IS TEACHING AND THEN DRAGGING ME DOWN WHEN YOU ALL ARE CAUGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS NOT FAIR TO ME OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not like it has ever happened, BUT ITS JUST IRRITATING. And wad swee chen says is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND &lt;strong&gt;STOP&lt;/strong&gt; ASKING ME FOR MY GE DOU VCDs. I AM &lt;strong&gt;TERRIBLY&lt;/strong&gt; ATTACHED TO THEM OK. DUN BOTHER ASKING ME AT ALL. I &lt;strong&gt;WONT&lt;/strong&gt; LEND ANYONE ANYMORE OK. AFTER MY SENIORS, I AM GOING TO BRING THEM HOME AND KEEP THEM THERE FOR ONCE AND FOR ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE, IF YOU ALL WANT TO WATCH THE SHOW, WATCH IT ON TV OR BUY THE VCDs OK. IT IS NOT FAIR THAT I HAVE TO PAY ALL THE MONEY FOR THE VCDs, AND YOU ALL JUST HAVE TO GO "Melanie, can you lend me your vcd?". WADEVA. I DIDNT EAT LUNCH AND RECESS FOR LIKE AT LEAST 7 WEEKS FOR MY VCDs OK. I HAVE THE RIGHT TO CHOOSE WHETHER I WANT TO LEND ANYONE AT ALL. YOU CANT FORCE ME IF I DUN WANT TO LEND YOU OK. NOW THE WZ VCD OSO OUT ALREADY. GO AND GET THEM YOURSELVES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUN ANYONE DARE TO ASK ME FOR THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL SHOUT AT YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LENT LIKE OVER 10 PEOPLE ALREADY, AND THERE IS A SCRATCH ACROSS MY GE DOU PART ONE. I XIN TONG ONE OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PISSED. HECK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;F*CK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDIOTS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112644756381064398?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112644756381064398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112644756381064398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112644756381064398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112644756381064398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/09/wz.html' title='wz'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112643827384584902</id><published>2005-09-11T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T06:53:39.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>century square</title><content type='html'>The performance at century square SUCKED today. Shit. We were out of tune. Cos we didnt do push ups. AH. HAHA. The altos were horrible lah. That toot person lah. Normally never sing loud one. Today go and sing until so loud. Then she is SHARP and FLAT half the time. And she never stop singing when peihua said stop for MOST of the songs. And the worst thing is she came in late for kyrie, but she was so loud until we others got influenced by her and we followed her, if not we are correct one loh. Then the last part for kyrie, I had to sing extra loud to keep her from coming in late lah. Then please. Te Quiero, the solo part lah. SHE AH, NEVER EVEN COME IN. Me, laura and carol in front singing so loud, then she mumble, mumble. Then later on sing so loud again. I was like singing so loudly until my voice crack for the last 2 songs. My throat was too dry. So idiot. HECK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, CHURCH CAMP WAS SO FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept like 3.30am today morning cos felicia, kimberly, shona, rachel leong, bernice and me were chatting. Felicia is so weird lah. Ask us to say something, but she herself go on with all her comments, then later on say 'eh, say leh'. So comical. HAHA. That was our session where we cleared the misunderstanding of the sec 2s, felicia and rachel pan, not liking us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this part where we sat down and the person played some very soothing background music, and we had to imagine a very beautiful scenery, and reflect on ourselves. Bernice and rachel soon and me were crying. Dunno why. It just comes to you and you cant even control it. Then yesterday the whole day, all of us kept wanting to cry. Especially rachel soon. Its suddenly cry one. After her confession, she sudddenly started crying like dunno wad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is enlightenment loh. Swee chen ah, dun make stupid comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112643827384584902?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112643827384584902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112643827384584902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112643827384584902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112643827384584902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/09/century-square.html' title='century square'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112627394516837700</id><published>2005-09-09T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T06:52:25.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>choir</title><content type='html'>Was kindda physically tortured today at choir. Tian ah. They made us stay in push-up position, guy version, for like about 5 minutes. Want to faint lah. Cannot put knees on the floor at all some more. Then when we finally stopped, my hands all so weak. And my stomache muscles, around the diagphram area there, too weak to even support while singing. The te quiero we sang after that was like so soft cos all of us were so tired. But then miss tham was happy today cos we sang so in tune. =D Hope we will do well for the peformance at century square this sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN FENGG IN THE BUS AGAIN. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for next week. =D Got wz!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112627394516837700?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112627394516837700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112627394516837700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112627394516837700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112627394516837700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/09/choir.html' title='choir'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112617652770465648</id><published>2005-09-08T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T03:48:47.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taskbar</title><content type='html'>HAHA. I love google. It helped me solve the problem where the whole input panel took up the place in my taskbar. Actually, no need to go TA. Just go to google and search for 'tablet pc missing programs help' then go to the ask leo site. He will direct you to another site where they give you the download to solve your problem. HAHA. So happy lah. I am smarter than swee chen. Ok. Being lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna reply sp's letter now. Heck. So little people got into the recording thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112617652770465648?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112617652770465648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112617652770465648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112617652770465648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112617652770465648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/09/taskbar.html' title='Taskbar'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112610440090992018</id><published>2005-09-07T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T07:46:40.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>singing</title><content type='html'>Went for church choir practice today. I am confirmed doing the responsarial psalm next week. I think it is frightening to stand in front of the whole church, singing solo, with all eyes on you. The auditorium is better cos its smaller. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Aileen taught me how to sing properly. Haha. Sing it as you speak. No matter whether you are using your chest voice or your singing voice. Then when you use your singing voice, open up your throat. HAHA. Then I sounded so nice until Del and Aunty Aileen say I got a rich voice. Aunty Aileen wants to give me singing lessons cos my voice is too nice. HAHA. Ok. Thats egoism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying some wasabi coated nuts now. They are so spicy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112610440090992018?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112610440090992018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112610440090992018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112610440090992018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112610440090992018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/09/singing.html' title='singing'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112583575861902494</id><published>2005-09-04T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T05:09:18.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fanfic</title><content type='html'>I think its so weird. I am writing a fanfic on xiezhi on the 56 fansite. And apparently, he is gonna die. Thats so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY. Cant wait for church camp next week. Gonna have so much fun with kim, rachel soon and bernice. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And bernice lee is gonna go for the campus superstar too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing the responsarial psalm the week after. Shit. My singing sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112583575861902494?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112583575861902494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112583575861902494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112583575861902494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112583575861902494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/09/fanfic.html' title='Fanfic'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112575875083913870</id><published>2005-09-03T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T07:45:50.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song lyrics</title><content type='html'>I love chen lao shi for letting us memorise song lyrics for holiday homework! YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ying min must be so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112575875083913870?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112575875083913870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112575875083913870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112575875083913870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112575875083913870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/09/song-lyrics.html' title='song lyrics'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112574129902587868</id><published>2005-09-03T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T02:54:59.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AAD</title><content type='html'>The choir performance today. OK. Apparently, it was not up to standard. But I thought we were ok. Except for Te Quiero lah. I dunno why, but for the solo part, me and laura's beat is different from rhubini and praba's beat. I think its their problem lah, cos we've always been singing like this in front of miss tham and she never said it was wrong. But its so frustrating. The solo part one fast one slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for choral reading, S3 got third. YAY. So unexpected, cos our poem is so lame. C2 got forth, S1 got second and G1 got first. It was so expected for G1 to win. They all the costume so nice. That class is so enthu. Too enthu. I dun like it. I was lucky to be transferred out of it. Thanks to chinese. I LOVE CHINESE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey is irritating. She signed up for the film-making talk, but she didnt even go. SHE WENT HOME. Cant stand her. Left me all alone. But yingtian and carol kept me companied. And derede and jeslyn lee. Before swee chen actually returned from her concil duty at 2.30. She missed the first part of Royston Tan's 'Cut'! It was so funny. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think I am anti-social. Like swee chen. I realised this when swee chen had to go for her duty today and joey wanted to go home to sleep. I realised that I only mixed with swee chen. I think I mix with her too much. I dunno how my sister copes with going for recess alone to eat her chicken rice everyday. I think it feels so lonely. I feel inferior without friends around me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112574129902587868?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112574129902587868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112574129902587868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112574129902587868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112574129902587868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/09/aad.html' title='AAD'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112547517517421575</id><published>2005-08-31T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T00:59:35.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>teacher's day</title><content type='html'>Teacher's day celebration today. The performance was kindda boring, cos all dancing and dancing. No interesting things like skit or wad. Only got shiping's singing performance [[she sang ni de wei xiao]] and the band. I think the girl singing with shiping is nice. Her voice is low. Like mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ego. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. And i saw my cousin dancing on stage. Samantha looked so cute lah. HAHA. And my sister. So funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came home from kellock. Actually could have come home earlier one, but my sister left her comics at the bus stop at kellock there, so we had to go back and get it. And we had alreday almost arrived home loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I still got something else to blog. But i forgot. o.O Maybe I'll update later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw mildred. She looks funny. Her hair is toot. Its a wonder that she even has a bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kept jumping into the&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112547517517421575?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112547517517421575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112547517517421575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112547517517421575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112547517517421575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/teachers-day.html' title='teacher&apos;s day'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112540785696350789</id><published>2005-08-30T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T06:17:36.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one more day</title><content type='html'>It is tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And apparently, and unfortunately, THERE IS ACES DAY WORKOUT. Wadeva. And they only told us today. Dun they realise that we may be traumatised by this shocking discovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. Wadeva. I am just being lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched wz. I think shaowei is getting cuter and cuter.  So adorable. And wz14 shall be so nice. Excitement. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope the person updates my fanfic. I AM DESPERATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mildred, tell me your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall scream tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When I try, she goes. Maybe she doesnt like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll get a sore throat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112540785696350789?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112540785696350789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112540785696350789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112540785696350789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112540785696350789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/one-more-day.html' title='one more day'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112531722121521590</id><published>2005-08-29T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T05:07:01.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>excitement</title><content type='html'>I am so excited! Cant wait for wednesday lah. Shiping performing. My sister also performing. It think the performance is going to be so nice!  Then also going back to kellock to see teachers. Actually, the main point is just to meet up with old friends lah. Miss mildred they all so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired today. Morally exhausted again cos of choir. I was half asleep while having my dinner just now. Miss tham and Mr tay are really really pushing us really hard. It is so tiring. Then the solo part just now for te quiero, when I say out loud, mr tay was suaning me lah. Say I was too loud. Wadeva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrea came around 5 plus to check the choir out. So sad lah. She never make any comments, then 6 o'clock sharp left already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think zhu fan gang Jacky from 183 is cute. =D Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depressing ahh. My wz13 only 16.7%. HAIZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;She seems to be hiding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112531722121521590?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112531722121521590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112531722121521590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112531722121521590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112531722121521590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/excitement.html' title='excitement'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112506530622583500</id><published>2005-08-26T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T07:08:26.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sms</title><content type='html'>I think it is entertaining to sms my ex-chinese tuition teacher. She is so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I want to, but why do I keep hiding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112506530622583500?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112506530622583500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112506530622583500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112506530622583500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112506530622583500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/sms.html' title='sms'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112497219601736177</id><published>2005-08-25T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T00:31:47.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oral</title><content type='html'>Had chinese oral today. Want to die ahh. The passage keep stumbling over words. And the conversation was horrible. =P Me and laura and wan yun and shiping all asked for permission to go first, cos we were having choir and miss tham was so upset that all her star singers were disappearing. o.O Haha. Thats wad she said lohh. 'All my star singers!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think wanyun is very nice. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After oral, when me laura and wan yun went back to the PAT, shiping and me kept laughing and doing the hao jiu bu jian handsigns. -_-" So lame lahh. Then laura was so pissed cos I kept laughing. And kejia and shisang are so lame. We were swaying from left to right as we sang the gift to be simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to perform at century square at dunno when, but soon. Its on a sunday around 1. I reckon I may have to pon church. Maybe I will only pon catechism lahh, cos need to be in school around 11. Church think still can go, but will have to rush. o.O Dunno lahh. But you all must come and support me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did so badly for geog. Have to go for remedial. TOOT. Missed by like 2 and a half marks, I could have gotten 2.5 if I didnt write the tropic of capricorn and cancer at the wrong place. TOOT. But english I did quite ok. Quite happy with my results. So far, got 3 A1s and 2 B3s. Wonder when I am getting back my lit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT. There is so much geog homework. And I havent finished my lit essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I think swee chen is right. I keep boasting about my results. I dunno why. Its just me. I shall try to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112497219601736177?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112497219601736177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112497219601736177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112497219601736177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112497219601736177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/oral.html' title='oral'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112488760648516894</id><published>2005-08-24T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T05:46:46.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wenning</title><content type='html'>I dunno wad is wrong with wenning. Why does she keep poking me. Its so lame and distracting. Imagine you're trying to understand what miss pham is saying about fold mountains and wenning comes and poke you to ask you to poke her. THATS SO LAME PLEASE. Wadeva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to queensway shopping centre with swee chen and rachel and xin shyan and clara. Actually, it was supposed to be only with swee chen and rachel, but xin shyan tagged along so that she could copy the lit answers me and swee chen were discussing and clara just came along cos of dunno wad. I think it was the wireless at macdonalds. Apparently, she was surfing blogs there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was so meaningless going to macdonalds. We ended up eating half the time there. Eating curly fries. Swee chen is a cheapo woman. She me and rachel's fries and refuse to pay. So cheat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way home, we kept laughing and laughing. I kept saying 'PI', only cos I enjoyed it. I think I adapted it from swee chen, who had adapted her 'pooi' from joey. Xin shyan was so irritated cos I kept saying 'PI'. I think it is fun irritating her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just returned from the library. My mother dragged me there cos I left a book at the library which I had actually borrowed but I thought it couldnt be borrowed cos the stupid screen said 'verify at counter' or something. In the end, the book was nicely shelved back on the shelf and my mother. Wadeva lahh. Go for nothing. Heh. But borrowed a few nice books. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel kindda feverish. I think its cos I've been sleeping too late these few days. I shall sleep latest by 10pm today. Or I will really fall sick soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is chinese oral. I think I will die. Although my chinese is not that horrible until like joey, but I cannot talk. I mean I have difficulty communicating with the teacher in english already, let alone in chinese. And I think my reading will be so horrible, cos I always forget how to read words. I think joey will do well in oral, cos she can communicate in chinese, although I highly suspect that she suffers from an EQ deficiency where she has a communication problem and has difficulty speaking properly. o.O  Piii!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe me and cheng yee and ruyi and derede and swee chen shall go for campus superstar. =D Maybe I shall ask shiping. But I think she will not go cos she keeps saying she got no time. Ok, maybe not. I am still deciding. So meaningless, cos I wont even get in cos my singing sucks like shit. I cant even go high please. Wad is xin shyan doing, saying I sound nice. But if cheng yee doesnt go, I will definitely not go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I regret hiding when I saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112488760648516894?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112488760648516894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112488760648516894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112488760648516894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112488760648516894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/wenning_24.html' title='wenning'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112480183334261488</id><published>2005-08-23T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T05:57:13.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>amusement</title><content type='html'>I have taken a liking to using shiping as an amusement for myself. I totally enjoy it when she gets frustrated cos she hasnt watched a wz episode and I keep talking about it in front of her. HAHA. She keeps going SHUT UP. I think its so funnyy. And apparently, I am also her amusement tool for when she doesnt want to pay attention in class cos the lesson is apparently too boring. o.O That is so lame. We're using each other as amusement purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's singing on teacher's day, and apparently, I am supposed to pull laura and people from her peer leading group to sway with her to support her or else I will have to end up swaying alone. I think thats so funnyy. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I am using excessive 'apparently's' in this post. I think it is the after effects of a limited vocabulary. But wadeva. I think I did so badly for maths. Although it is still A, but it is meaningless cos I didnt get higher than joey. So depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wad is more depressing is that Sunday is not here yet. AHH!! WZ13 is gonna be so nice!! Yunxi showed junhao the picture where tang 'o kissed tianyu's hand. And I think junhao likes tianyu!! AHH!! Want to bao already! In wz12, junhao became tang 'o for like about 10 seconds. SO CUTE LAH. Look so innocent and naive. And the way he says 'jin zhi ma ma' is totally CUTE. And the way he answers the phone is even CUTER. HAHA. I miss his cute expression so much! Shall watch him now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey, stop bugging me about your blogskin lahhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112480183334261488?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112480183334261488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112480183334261488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112480183334261488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112480183334261488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/amusement.html' title='amusement'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112472109263868893</id><published>2005-08-22T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T07:31:32.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>I admit. I have been slacking ok. Havent blog for so long. o.O Eh. I really mean the ge dou thing ok. It is frustrating to have so many people asking you the same thing over and over again in one day. Ruyi ah, dun nag already please. So noisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. This is to swee chen ok.&lt;br /&gt;Dun look down on low people ok. We are the foundation of wadeva piece we are performing and this is also very important. Without us, the other parts cannot play properly. Wadeva. I told this to you on msn already, but I still want to say, cos I think it is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Low people like me and laura can also do well ok. It doesnt mean that if you are in sop, you are better than people in alto. Seriously, tania has admitted that the sops are soft. See, altos are better. Miss tham says we are nice. =D As in singing. And it is good cos it helps the other section sound nicer, and help them get their notes properly. We are so important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am desperate. Why is my wz so slow? And that YDY and 100kan the page all got problem ah. Then that shiping keep bai tuo'ing me to help her find files cos she cant access 100kan. Dunno wads wrong with that page. Taking to long to load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I am going to memorise 56's hao jiu bu jian handsigns. I think it is so cool. I kept doing the actions during lesson time. HAHA. I only know one chorus. Thats pathetic. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I tried but she didnt appear. She did not come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112472109263868893?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112472109263868893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112472109263868893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112472109263868893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112472109263868893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112444837974639803</id><published>2005-08-19T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T03:46:19.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fed up</title><content type='html'>People, I am warning you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUN ASK ME A SINGLE THING ABOUT MY GE DOU TIAN WANG VCDs ON MSN. I WILL NOT REPLY AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IF YOU ASK ME ABOUT WHEN YOU WILL GET THE VCDs IN SCHOOL, I AM GOING TO SHOUT AT YOU OK. DUN TRY YOUR LUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUN PISS ME OFF WITH MY VCDs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112444837974639803?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112444837974639803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112444837974639803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112444837974639803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112444837974639803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/fed-up.html' title='fed up'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112443627922626006</id><published>2005-08-19T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T00:24:39.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd album</title><content type='html'>I LOVE 5566'S NEW ALBUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like shi jie zui mei de feng jing. It's so nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112443627922626006?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112443627922626006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112443627922626006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112443627922626006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112443627922626006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/3rd-album.html' title='3rd album'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112437403503824050</id><published>2005-08-18T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T07:07:15.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>I am going to cry. Why must my fanfic site be unavailable at this time?! I want to read my ge dou fanfic. Got nothing else to do. And I want to check out if can find 56's new songs already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had choir. =D I love choir. So nice. It is the only thing I look forward to. Other than wz lah, that is. Miss tham and mr tay came today. I think miss tham is nice. She kept helping the altos in Gift To Be Simple -karaoke song- where we couldnt enter the correct time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that person I talked about on my post on 8th August isnt so bad after all. I found that she can be nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112437403503824050?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112437403503824050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112437403503824050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112437403503824050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112437403503824050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112436732248236756</id><published>2005-08-18T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T05:15:22.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ying min</title><content type='html'>I seriously pity yingmin sometimes. Being chairman of my class is totally torturous. Some stupid people totally do not show any respect to her, and when I tell them to pay attention to yingmin, they just claim that they already are and say that they do not have to keep their tablets cos yingmin never tell them to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE. WADEVA. DO YOU UNDERSTAND THE WORD 'INITIATIVE'. HECK. CANT YOU SEE HER WAITING IN FRONT OF THE CLASS FOR EVERYONE TO JUST SHUT UP?! WAD DO YOU MEAN SHE NEVER TELL YOU TO DO SO. IT IS BASIC MANNERS TO SHUT YOUR TABLET UP WHEN SOMEONE IS TALKING. YOU CLAIM YOU KNOW WAD SHE IS TALKING ABOUT, BUT WHEN SHE ASKS YOU, YOU TOTALLY HAVE NO IDEA. NO ONE CAN HEAR SOMEONE SHOUTING OVER A WHOLE CLASS OF PEOPLE TALKING WITH EARPHONES ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiot. So pissed with HER. It is so unfair to those who are actually paying attention to her, hoping to finish everything up early so we can leave earlier, but idiots like you clearly do not understand this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asking YOU to show her respect is totally useless. You dont even respect your teachers. You just keep talking back to them. You know there are some things which you cannot say to a teacher. Keep asking miss seow to hurry up. Although you are good in english, it doesnt mean that everyone else is and we dun need the extra 10 minutes to finish up the assignment. You pathetic freak. Talking back to teachers and laughing at your own disrespect. You think you are so funny. I think it is my misfortune to have to sit so near you for the past months. Your partner is so unlucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the class is so noisy. Why cant everyone shut up for one period and listen to what yingmin has to say? Sometimes I wish I could just shout 'shut up'. I did that once, but it came to no use, cos everyone started talkng again a minute later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were yingmin, I would have gone to their tablets long ago and slammed the cover down. I would just shout at the class to shut up to listen. I think yingmin should learn from xiangliang. Everything oso shout, cos some people just cannot listen. She is far too lenient, so everyone thinks she will not do what she says. Sometimes she says she will give those talkative people's names to miss seow, but I think it never happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, I know I am serioiusly not in any place in the class to say any of this at all, but can you all just shut up when you are supposed to? It is very unfair yingmin ok. She is your class chairperson, not your maid. Stop leaving every single thing to her when all of us are supposed to decide together, and later just complain and blame her for not asking for your opinions when it is your fault in the first place for talking and not listening to her when she is trying to discuss these issues with you all. Can you please give her the respect she deserves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112436732248236756?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112436732248236756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112436732248236756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112436732248236756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112436732248236756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/ying-min.html' title='Ying min'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112429668554686567</id><published>2005-08-18T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T09:38:05.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>junyang</title><content type='html'>SWEE CHEN, stop chanting junyang's name over and over again on msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He does not rock more than weijian please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And definitely not mingdao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he rocks more than syaoran. Cos he is a real person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112429668554686567?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112429668554686567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112429668554686567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112429668554686567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112429668554686567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/junyang.html' title='junyang'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112438351684447881</id><published>2005-08-18T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T09:45:16.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weilian</title><content type='html'>I AM GOING TO SPAM WEILIAN'S MESSAGE BOARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is on account that it even displays. I think everyone is trying to spam now, and it is so crowded that I cant view the board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weilian should be out. He shouldnt be in the competition. He is depriving weijian a place in the final 2 and a chance for me to hear him sing tong hua. And now, he is also depriving junyang a place in the top 2. If he wasnt blind at all, he seriously wouldnt have gotten so many votes. At least 90% of the votes are probably sympathy votes. Those Channel U people should just kick him out. Trying to 'appreciate' good singing, even if it is from a blind person. Wadeva. No one will support a blind person. His album wont sell well anyway, cos it is only his voters who buy his album, not any other people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112438351684447881?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112438351684447881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112438351684447881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112438351684447881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112438351684447881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/weilian.html' title='weilian'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112429465907115388</id><published>2005-08-18T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T09:04:19.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Late</title><content type='html'>Why is it so late?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junyang better get in tomorrow, or I will really go and spam weilians message board at the superstar website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE, VOTE FOR JUNYANG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112429465907115388?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112429465907115388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112429465907115388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112429465907115388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112429465907115388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/late.html' title='Late'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112426533528745524</id><published>2005-08-17T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T00:55:35.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2.4</title><content type='html'>Oh yes. And I think I rock. [[so ego... -_-"]] Cos I beat swee chen and joey and rachel in my 2.4. My timing was only 15 plus. So unbelievable. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to wenning -again- and swee chen and jesslyn lee and ruyi for encouraging me all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**I shall forget the part where you all kept bugging me to run faster and then later disappeared halfway in the first round and left me running alone, muttering the number of rounds left to myself all the way, and then appeared in my second last round again, sitting on the pavement and making me jealous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I should defrag my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I should empty my computer of all the wz episodes so it will be faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think she is *TOOT to ask us to download photoshop into our tablets when it will slow the whole computer down because the computer probably cannot take the stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I lost my Maths 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I am so completely dead, cos I still have not passed up that geog assignment. And the art homework which was due at least 2 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many demerit points I already have now for the late handing in of homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I may have to go for detention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: So cool. My lap is sweating cos I put my tablet on my lap for too long&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112426533528745524?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112426533528745524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112426533528745524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112426533528745524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112426533528745524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/24.html' title='2.4'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112426410804101335</id><published>2005-08-17T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T00:35:08.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wenning</title><content type='html'>Wenning wants me to thank her on my blog so that it will be publicised. So ego lah. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wadeva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks to wenning for helping me pack my table and lending me her water bottle to holding the desk locker's cover up so that it did not keept slamming down on my hands and giving me more bruises than I already have since I fell down that day at the mini forum while preparing to run before choir and knocked my head and my right knee and my left ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My table is much much neater now. =D All I have to do now, is to bring all those unwanted books home like 1A chinese and other rubbish like joey's kellock PE t-shirt which she had given to swee chen who had given it to me to cut off one small piece and use it as a rag for art when I did not bring mine. I seriously pity the PE t-shirt and do not want to throw it away. Or should I say I am too lazy to walk to the bin outside the classroom to throw the shirt in without a proper plastic bag cos it is so embarrassing to hold a SHIRT and walk past that 1G1 classroom with everyone staring at me holding a white coloured shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. Thanks wenning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thanked ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112426410804101335?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112426410804101335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112426410804101335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112426410804101335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112426410804101335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/wenning.html' title='wenning'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112420760666477985</id><published>2005-08-16T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T08:53:26.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wz</title><content type='html'>I realised that wang shao wei from 56 is getting cuter and cuter with age. He is so absolutely cute in Hao Jiu Bu Jian MV lah. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched wz11. Had to redownload the whole thing when it was already 90% cos I couldnt connect. I was told that the files from YDY are corrupted, slways got problem. Heh. Then had to go and find another place with a proper uincorrupted file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my chinese paper back. Actually, I personally think that I did quite ok. Considering the fact that there were actually 3 li jie wen da and 1 tian cong thing. My li jie wen da's are really quite horrible, but I think I did quite ok. And the tian cong one. Surprisingly, I got 9/10. Got so much higher than joey for this paper. Her chinese is seriously dropping. I think she is turning into one of those study freaks who like to memorise things. Those kind of people usually do well in those memorising subjects like lit. and bio. and history and maybe geog. o_O Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Joey ah, xiao xin yi dian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my descriptive essay. I dun like the fact that I got quite high when I wrote about my sister. Why must high marks be associated with her? Heh. Wadeva. The one i wrote about her got 9/10. And I thought it was crappy. I mean who would describe her sister doing a maths sum?! So meaningless. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. And I think shao wei is very cute. My sister is interested in him. =D I think she only likes old guys like Andy Lau and Edmond Leung and Shao Wei. Thats so amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks. I am gonna die tmr. Havent passed up that geog assignment which was due 2 weeks ago. Actually, I havent even finished it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Cant wait for sunday~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Why is it so late already?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112420760666477985?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112420760666477985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112420760666477985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112420760666477985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112420760666477985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/wz.html' title='wz'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112400385764398162</id><published>2005-08-14T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T00:17:37.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No more itch</title><content type='html'>After that injection the doctor gave me to stop my itching, I am feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE ITCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE HIVES&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112400385764398162?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112400385764398162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112400385764398162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112400385764398162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112400385764398162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/no-more-itch.html' title='No more itch'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112395342624023914</id><published>2005-08-14T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T10:17:06.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Itch</title><content type='html'>STILL itching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITCH&lt;br /&gt;is horrible&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112395342624023914?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112395342624023914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112395342624023914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112395342624023914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112395342624023914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/itch.html' title='Itch'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112395337968118880</id><published>2005-08-14T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T10:16:19.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Itchy</title><content type='html'>Why are there lumps of mosquito bites all over my body?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are there lumps of ITCH over my body?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITCH&lt;br /&gt;is HORRIBLE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112395337968118880?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112395337968118880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112395337968118880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112395337968118880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112395337968118880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/itchy_14.html' title='Itchy'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112394247977763060</id><published>2005-08-13T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T07:14:39.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Itcy</title><content type='html'>ITCH&lt;br /&gt;is horrible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM ITCHY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112394247977763060?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112394247977763060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112394247977763060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112394247977763060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112394247977763060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/itcy.html' title='Itcy'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112392127259681770</id><published>2005-08-13T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T01:21:12.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Itchy</title><content type='html'>I feel so lost without going for NDP rehersal today. Haiz. Shall not ever meet as a big NDP choir anymore. I miss fenging in the chartered bus. I miss dancing at the post parade segment. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[omg. The choir is coming in soon for the finale in the ndp repeat]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, I am suffering from some horrible scratchy thing. I am so itchy all over. I have these mosquito bites thing on my leg, my neck and my elbow. Horribly itchy. Arrgh. And apparently, blowing the fan at myself will make it worse. Actually, its true. Just now with the fan off, I was much better. Now there are red spots all over my body. Again. Wadeva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss NDP. I miss the KFC.&lt;br /&gt;-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel, stop using swee chen's msn account to talk to me. Use your own. Bad girl. Yes. And give me my dog's picture. I can sue you for depriving me of my dog's picture ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112392127259681770?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112392127259681770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112392127259681770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112392127259681770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112392127259681770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/itchy.html' title='Itchy'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112385612862781963</id><published>2005-08-12T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T07:15:28.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for joey</title><content type='html'>This post is dedicated to joey cos she wants to know about the pearl and lift thingy. Joey, you are so weird. Keep visiting other people's blog and dun blog your own blog. But nvm. Now got improvement. Last time you dun even visit our blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lift one you go and see swee chen's blog. She's so lame larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the pearl one is cos swee chen bought some horrible yam bubble tea which was not purple and didnt taste very nice, so she refused to drink finish the drink and tried to eat only all the pearls. Then there was one last pearl in the cup and the way she used the straw to scoop the pearl was so funny, so me and rachel kept laughing. Then she laugh also and the pearl fell out of her mouth and rolled to dunno where dirtied her skirt or something. Then the bus was already here and she kept complaining that she was dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she refused to talk, because we told her her mouth stank of the yam bubble tea. Actually iit didnt. Just wanted to suan her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she is afraid of my innocent dog who started nibling my hand just now for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So funnyy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112385612862781963?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112385612862781963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112385612862781963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112385612862781963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112385612862781963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/for-joey.html' title='for joey'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112384113295032481</id><published>2005-08-12T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T03:11:39.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yam</title><content type='html'>Yam juice is purple according to swee chen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swee chen, REMEMBER THE YAM JUICE.&lt;br /&gt;The pearl rolled down.&lt;br /&gt;-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel.&lt;br /&gt;The lift.&lt;br /&gt;Woo...&lt;br /&gt;There are ghosts in the lift.&lt;br /&gt;Like the long hair one in Ring 2 showing at Tiong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna do so badly for science.&lt;br /&gt;John teo ah...&lt;br /&gt;Want to hantam him already.&lt;br /&gt;Never teach us so many things.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I know how to do the crysallisation question, unlike swee chen. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112384113295032481?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112384113295032481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112384113295032481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112384113295032481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112384113295032481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/yam.html' title='Yam'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112377617537636972</id><published>2005-08-12T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T09:02:55.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WEI LIAN</title><content type='html'>OMG. OMG. I HATE WEI LIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE MAKE MY WEI JIAN CRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMMIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112377617537636972?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112377617537636972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112377617537636972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112377617537636972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112377617537636972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/wei-lian.html' title='WEI LIAN'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112364616101048993</id><published>2005-08-10T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T20:56:01.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112364616101048993?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112364616101048993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112364616101048993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112364616101048993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112364616101048993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/sorry.html' title='sorry'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112364178848616235</id><published>2005-08-10T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T19:43:08.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NDP Performance</title><content type='html'>National day is officially over. Now we cant feng in that chartered bus anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. Heard that I appeared on tv a few times. Haha. So cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had so much fun fenging at the post parade thing yesterday before the chairman cut the cake. Me, jialing, zhong jie, charlene, shiping, and some other feng people from other schools joined us in dancing lets get it started to the weird fast song the people on stage were dancing to. We kept repeating the second verse that part over and over again. Until they stopped their music, then we stopped dancing. But it was so fun!! Everyone was so feng until those people on stage started imitating us and started dancing our dance. =D So high!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bus it was also very fun. Me and jialing were pulled to the front by shiping so that we could show our reach out for the sky choir version to the other student leaders. Then we ended up fenging in front. Miss seow was like so wu nai. She looked kindda stressed. -_-" Then she kept laughing. We kept singing all sorts of songs. Like yan lei de wei dao and wo nan guo. Shi sang was so sad cos she wasnt gonna see some guy friend anymore, and shiping was sad cos she missed a chance to see 183 and I think K one and FIR oso. Haha. Then she was like gonna cry when we started singing the songs. And we sang a happy birthday crescent version to Singapore too. Then after that, we started waving to other people from outside. There was this old man who waved back lah. So cute. But most of the people just stared at us like we were mad. -_-" Can understand why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took so many photos! Gonna get them from Shi Sang later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna miss NDP so much. It was such a wonderful experience. Next time if got chance, must join again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112364178848616235?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112364178848616235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112364178848616235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112364178848616235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112364178848616235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/ndp-performance.html' title='NDP Performance'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112351654062812167</id><published>2005-08-08T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T08:55:40.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NDP celebrations</title><content type='html'>I promised myself not to ask her, but I still did. I think I am annoying to her. But I just wanted to confirm the timing. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was NDP celebrations. So high. Haha. It was so fun. And my performance was ok. Dancing on stage was so enjoyable. Everyone kept laughing lah. And before and after the performance, all the choir people were together, pei yang gan qing'ing. All of us squeezed into the corner of the hall and watched the performances, until later, around the last part of the whole thing, we went up to the sec 3 place and started singing and swaying. So fun. And we were dancing NDP songs actions. -_-" Yes yes. And in the morning during the assembly, me, jialing, shi ping and charlene were dancing lets get it started actions to the song, My people my home. Looked so out of place lah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I watched episode 10 of wz. OMG loh. This excitement is even more worse than the excitement got after I watched episode 9. Its tooty. Cos jun hao seems to have become somewhat Tang 'o. When tian yu and him were stuck in the lift and he helped her out first and ended up getting stuck there himself alone. That part in the lift, he had them tang 'o yan shen. Then when zi qian and tian yu were together, as in bgr, tang 'o came back. And he said the 'tian shi' part he said around the last 20 minutes of episode 7 as tang 'o. Means tang 'o came back. Then zi qian saw tian yu and tang 'o hugging and he looked so hurt. Aww.. I feel like crying. This week will be so hard to pass! Got exams on friday and I am not really prepared. Especially for geog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent half my time playing Maplestory. Its so cool lah. Haha. Met this very nice guy there. Felt so protected, cos he kept killing all the tree trunks for me before I got hurt and kept all the snails away from me while I was watching shao te and not paying any attention to the game. Haha. And he brought me all the way to perion from Victoria Island. Guys can be so nice sometimes. Unlike that selvyn. So pissed with him please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something seriously wrong with joey. Ever since she came to crescent, she's been so short-tempered. Read her blog. -_-" Keep scolding people there. And swee chen ah. I think you're right lah. Joey whole day oso bully us only cos we are nice to bully. But no need to be so pissed with her larh. Cos she is just lyddat loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is already the actual NDP performance. Its kindda depressing, cos I really am very attached to the NDP choir. From the sessions where we first learnt our dances we have really grown much much closer. Our sections are so much closer now, and we know more people from the other sections. Its very wen xin. Dun want it to end at all. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112351654062812167?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112351654062812167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112351654062812167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112351654062812167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112351654062812167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/ndp-celebrations.html' title='NDP celebrations'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112339598124010208</id><published>2005-08-07T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T23:26:21.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Traumatised</title><content type='html'>Currently traumatised over my sister's obsession with my leg hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o_O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112339598124010208?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112339598124010208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112339598124010208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112339598124010208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112339598124010208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/traumatised.html' title='Traumatised'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112334365461969464</id><published>2005-08-06T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T08:54:15.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing</title><content type='html'>My throat is so much better now. Thanks to the 15 tablets I swallowed yesterday. -_-" I can even sing properly and not go coughing after every note and make my throat hurt so badly. Just that now I need to have more diaphram control to actually get the right note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="key_commands"&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so obsessed with Energy's yan lei de wei dao. So nice! But my mother is so pissed larh. Cos I keep playing the song over and over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes yes. JOEY LEE. I found this cool show where tony sang life to promote 56's thrid album. -_-" He sings so well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112334365461969464?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112334365461969464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112334365461969464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112334365461969464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112334365461969464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/nothing.html' title='Nothing'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112325031058241713</id><published>2005-08-05T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T07:06:10.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maids</title><content type='html'>My maid is driving my crazy with her new handphone. Every other minute when she is not working on her housework, she is asking me HOW TO RECORD VIDEO on her stupid phone. 'Mel, how? Press middle, then right, then camera then where? Middle?' Toot like shit lah. Ask at least 20 times today already, and she still keeps asking me to repeat the steps. WADEVA. Pissed like shit already. And I am already so stressed about my maths and science results and she can still talk about her handphone. Like I care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then just now on the way to the clinic, she idiotically stopped and talked like 10 whole minutes of rubbish to her friend about her new handphone and made me stand there looking like an idiot. So pissed lah. Giggle and giggle and giggle. And I was so giddy, but she was chatting away happily with her friend. In the clinic, she was some more complaining - talking to herself - about not getting our turn. Yeah. Wadeva. Maybe if she didnt stop to talk to her stupid friend, for ten whole minutes, we would have gotten our turn much earlier. And she was still asking me how to record a video. SHIT HER. My throat already so sore, but she still keep asking and asking. So naggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she lets my brother play the games on her phone, she constantly goes, dun press this, dun press that. Then how to play game?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she keeps going 'So nice. My friend also say very nice. She want to buy also'. Its like shes boasting about her phone. Its only a new handphone. I dun care. Such a show off. I prefer my previous maid so so much more. Although both of them are cousins, but they are so different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SERIOUSLY HATE MY MAID SOMETIMES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112325031058241713?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112325031058241713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112325031058241713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112325031058241713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112325031058241713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/maids.html' title='Maids'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112320921705628473</id><published>2005-08-05T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T19:33:37.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor</title><content type='html'>I am back from the doctor's. Didnt go school today, cos today morning, my throat was feeling so horrible until it hurt so much when I coughed. And anyway, halfway in school, I would always get a fever. So my mum asked me to stay at home and go to the doctor later. There was no point 'geng'ing in school anyway. Haiz.. Swee chen and joey are so gonna miss me. Lol. Hope swee chen will get me my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday had school NDP celebration rehersal. It was quite ok larh. Only that I was having a fever of like 38.46 during the rehersal. Me, shiping and jialing were all having slight fever and cough. I think it came from jialing. -_-" And I was also so pissed by that person in the last post. Wadeva..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing right in front row, beside shiping, who is right in the middle. Can that get any worse?! The dances are like so weird. And josef tan and miss pham was laughing like dunno wad. So evil lah. We so wei qu already, have to dance for them already, and they still laugh. -_-" And miss neo was playing with miss seow's hair. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am currently enjoying myself watching ge dou and blogging, while the rest of the class is actually suffering at PE. =P I think they are doing their 2.4 now. Shit. I have to do mine another day. Hopefully not in the afternoon, cos that time, I will be so restless. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am waiting for swee chen to go online during cs so I can can chat with her. =D So excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes. I just swallowed 5 tablets. Lol. So cool. Cos I couldnt swallow tablets properly last time. I found out that it is easier to swallow a tablet if you put the water in your mouth first then the tablet in. This way, it will drown the bitter taste. Its cool to drink it with soup, like I did yesterady when I tried to swallow my tablet while eating breakfast. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112320921705628473?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112320921705628473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112320921705628473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112320921705628473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112320921705628473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/doctor.html' title='Doctor'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112314789225024355</id><published>2005-08-04T17:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T02:31:32.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed`</title><content type='html'>I am so pissed with her. How could she blame us Altos for this?! We are just more enthu than you people. And anyway, people from her section also voted for lets get it started. Wad a sore loser. Blaming shiping and us because you didnt get your way. You should have never become SL. Should have gotten sp to be SL like I voted. At least she's not a sore loser. SP's position is more cheifer than you, so obviously she has the last say. You all really dun have to right to object until like that and be so unhappy. Hello. We already put you all behind at the back row. In the front row are all sec 1s, except for sp. Wad more do you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder you have been so cold to me. Cos you think I caused you to not have your way. I was sick in the hall just now and I was trying to swallow my bread before I actually took my panadol. 'There's a canteen'. Wadeva. When wan yun and eunice ate right in front of you in the hall,  you said nothing at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think you were nice, when you were teaching us the dance moves and all that. Heh. Wadeva. You are so toot. I was crazy to think you were nice. Bias freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am just sick in the mind because my fever damaged my brain or something. But wadeva. PISSED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112314789225024355?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112314789225024355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112314789225024355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112314789225024355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112314789225024355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/pissed_04.html' title='Pissed`'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112307338179421569</id><published>2005-08-03T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T05:49:41.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>I am sick again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I caught it from my brother. Toot. Feel giddy. Its supposed to be fever, but according to my mother, I dun have a temperature. Honestly, I feel warm all over. Like there's this warm air surrounding me. Just like how he atmosphere surrounds the earth. Kindda stuffy. And I have a horrible cough. And sore throat. Actually, more of cough. After coughing, I feel so tired, cos working my diaphram. -_-" I wonder if I can be excused from mass run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I will be better tomorrow cos got school NDP celebration rehersal. No need to sing, but have to be well enough to dance all the songs. Which I am not. Heard from shi ping that I had to go to school anyway cos got 1 CCA point if we take the Australian Maths Competition, which is tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am so popular larh. Just went online like about 20 minutes ago and people have been bombarding me with with messages. At least 6 to 7 people chatted with me already. Haha. So egoish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derrick is on TV now! OMG. THE JUDGES BETTER GIVE HIM HIGH MARKS. NOT ONLY 36.5. Wad toot! 36.5 only. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey is so obioviously suffering from PMS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112307338179421569?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112307338179421569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112307338179421569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112307338179421569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112307338179421569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/sick.html' title='sick'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112297818273050253</id><published>2005-08-02T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T03:23:02.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Restless</title><content type='html'>I dunno wad is wrong with me. Feel so restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its cos I slept at 1am yesterday to watch wz. Tired. Want to take a nap, but later will have difficulty falling asleep. Which will make me even more restless at tomorrow's PBL presentation. Besides, should be studying for my geog test tomorrow. So busy. There is just too many things to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that tooted teacher had to make it worse, by letting us off half an hour after her period ended and still think that she was right. 'Everyone was asking me questions'. Wadeva. No one asked you questions please. It was you who said that you wanted to see everyone's work and did not start on the day's lesson at all, until the end of your period where you just asked us to do our homework which you didnt even teach ANYTHING about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disgusted by her irritating act. I AM SO PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wadeva. Just had oral. I think I am so dead lah. Mr M was kindda impressed by my reading, but I think the conversation and picture pulled me down. Wadeva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why, but I miss choir. -_-" And there's totally no more choir practice until week 8. Havent memorised Kyrie and I seriously need to brush up on my All Things Bright And Beautiful and the solo part for Te Quiero. And the worst thing is, I think I have caught my brother's cough. My throat is so uncomfortable and dry. Just hope it will be better soon, cos I dun want to be unwell for NDP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel feverish. But I am sure its all my imagination.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112297818273050253?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112297818273050253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112297818273050253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112297818273050253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112297818273050253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/08/restless.html' title='Restless'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112281557973815143</id><published>2005-07-31T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T06:13:00.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing</title><content type='html'>I want to thank celine teo for saving my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this blog open to the public enough to make this thank you open to the public?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Had so much fun during NDP yesterday. Shi ping announced to the other student leaders that she abandoned them. -_-" I feel so evil cos i somehow deprived her of the other student leaders. Heh. But is she want to come with me and jia ling one. Cos we are funner. Melissa had fever then she didnt come, so shi ping wasnt isolated from us anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining so heavily before that my shoe was so soaked in water when I got home. Felt so sick. Then when we sang 'jia' that time, we went all wet cos our chou kena the water and when we put it down then jerked it up to do the left-right action thing. All wet. Like raining. All of us were laughing like mad larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother is interested in ming dao. I knew he is cute. Haha! Wang zi 9 showing later! OMG. Cant wait to get it tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112281557973815143?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112281557973815143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112281557973815143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112281557973815143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112281557973815143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/07/nothing_31.html' title='nothing'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112262945909764375</id><published>2005-07-29T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T02:30:59.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wz</title><content type='html'>Thanks to me, about one quarter of the class is into wang zi now. Yay. Yes yes. Even laura likes it. Which is so abnormal. She kept asking me wad was going to happen. Haiz. Cant wait for next week cos I want my next episode of wang zi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But got PBL presentation. I have done totally NOTHING yet. I am so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran like 6 rounds for choir yesterday. Cos we took 5 minutes to settle down and people were talking. So wad. Heh. But so saddening. Never lose weight. I think I'll get back into TAF sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my choir tee and collar pin also. I think the collar pin is so cool. Haha. Theres the sec 4 party thing on Monday. The sec 4s will be joining us for their last time. =) Excited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer match today. Hui wei is so pro lah. Looks so cool when she play soccer. Her kicking is so good, can kick from one end of the court to the other. We won by one goal. The goal hui wei scored. The girl on the other team so fake lah. Fang ying accidentally kicked the ball into her knee then she pretended to be so hurt. Her reaction was late,so obviously shw was faking. Hui wei kena the ball in the stomach so hard and swee chen scraped her knee on the floor, but they are ok. That girl kena a little bit then cannot walk liao. So fake lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow NDP again. Yay. But I got to start on my PBL site soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112262945909764375?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112262945909764375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112262945909764375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112262945909764375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112262945909764375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/07/wz.html' title='wz'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112246661876889750</id><published>2005-07-27T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T05:16:58.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Choir</title><content type='html'>Havent been blogging recently, simply because I have been too obsessed with ming dao. I dunno. He is simply getting cuter with each episode. Kindda disapointed, though, cos my tang 'o disappeared. Tang 'o became jun hao again. Not cute anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently realised that my obsession with choir has become greater. But then, everytime I go fo choir, I feel so bored. -_-"  So irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think joey is somehow suffering from depression. She says we dun need families cos friends are already enough. I somehow agree. Everytime I go home, all I hear is honestly only my 9-year old brother's babyish cries and that is even when the speakers of my tablet are turned to the loudest volume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when he is not crying, he is quarelling with my maid. Over small things like why he didnt finish his cup of water. -_-" Its really a torture to be at home sometimes. His temper constantly runs while with just a snap. Every single day, he will at least cry once. Once everyday. I have never seen him not cry one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish he was never ever born in my family. Friends are so much better. Sometimes I would rather have an overnight choir practice than go home. Although swee chen can be so lame sometimes, I dun mind, cos she makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. It was so feng at choir on monday. Altos were so noisy until peihua had to send us out to run 2 rounds around the parade square to kindda shut us up. And while running I was still laughing.  I think its my PMS. We kept singing the 'Marching forward' song. The one which is played everytime the soldiers all march out for the parade. Tania looked so pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent gotten my choir collar pin. Laura didnt ask me to get mine with her. And shi ping sorta enjoys bullying me. -_-" Please la. I am not nice to bully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am so dead. Havent done much for PBL website and reflection. Havent done my art and lit and geog homework for tomorrow. Havent emptied my file. Havent memorised choir songs. Havent got Antagata Doko Sa's word pronunciations and chromatic part right. Yes yes. So dead. Should be doing now, but. I realise I miss Christopher michael lee. (Thats so out of place)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should write another sentimental post to destress myself. But I find that I dun have the inspiration cos I am not sad. Enough. Have to get the kind of sadness when I read luo lei then my inspirations will run wild.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112246661876889750?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112246661876889750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112246661876889750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112246661876889750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112246661876889750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/07/choir.html' title='Choir'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112218542594618756</id><published>2005-07-23T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T23:10:25.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NDP</title><content type='html'>Yes. Yes. Went for NDP rehersal again. The chairman said that we performers did really well. I seriously agree ok. I made no mistakes for the whole performance except for the stand up for singapore. Dun like that song. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiping has somehow unofficially abandoned her fellow sec 3 student leaders and came to join me and jialing and yingtian fenging and came to partner me. Haha. I abandoned jialing so she decided to get yingtian to become her partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I felt very restless yesterday. Very tiring lah. Dunno why, but we stood extra long during the parade thing. Haha. Wadeva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven finished my lit and chinese homework. But lit no need to do, though, cos tomorrow school end early. But chinese shall do later. Got test tomorrow. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very sleepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112218542594618756?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112218542594618756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112218542594618756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112218542594618756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112218542594618756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/07/ndp_23.html' title='NDP'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112203591741139163</id><published>2005-07-22T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T23:01:53.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing</title><content type='html'>Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had extra english lessons today. Miss seow was so comical. She told us that she wanted to finish the lesson quickly so that she could go and pa tuo with her bf. Her face was all red loh. Haha. Then she kept asking xing juan to shut up. So funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr samat today ah. So wad lah. Let us off only 10 minutes before the recess ended. So toot. He was like taking those from 21 to 30 the sit-up thing. Ours is supposed to be next week loh. And he made us run from the front gate to back gate 10 times. We slacked and only ran about 7 to 8 times. Cos it was supposed to be our recess already. Then he so toot, eat into our recess to get our sit-up scores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And somemore, I fell down today. Hit my knee. Leg so pain now. Got small purple bruise on my knee which is chao painful. The surrounding part is all reddy and swollen now. And it hurts when I walk or squat. Hope it will be better for tomorrow's NDP rehersal. Families of performers coming. =D My maid and brother going. If I could only get another ticket, then my mum, sis and brother will go. But cannot find anyone who doesnt want their tickets. Anyway, I find it kindda cool. The bruise. I have never gotten a bruise there before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok. Tomorrow is the NDP rehersals again. love them. So fun. I need to brush up badly on my Antaga Doko Sa and A Gift to be Simple. Yes. I am thankful that shi sang is such a strong senior. As in singing. -_-" Not literally strong. But she is strong. Health-wise. Haha. Just except she just caught a horrible... Ahem. Cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes. Dl'ing wang zi. I pity myself. I am so slow. But then again... Joey is so much slower. She only watched the first episode. I just sent it to her. And she has admitted that ming dao is cute! Already in the first episode. Then later on he is so much cuter. She will probably fall in love with him loh. ..-like me-.. -_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112203591741139163?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112203591741139163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112203591741139163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112203591741139163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112203591741139163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/07/nothing.html' title='Nothing'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112194516393944020</id><published>2005-07-21T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T04:26:03.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Choral reading</title><content type='html'>Had choral reading today. Mc totally sux man. She is so idiotic. Just now when she saw some gals carrying tablets, she shouted 'GO AND PUT THEM IN THE ELECTRONIC LOCKERS! NOW!' Wad the heck. So stupid can. Her face black like shit -literally-. Hate her man. So bossy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping to short posts. Lol. Thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;will always end&lt;br /&gt;Except at the horizen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-But the horizen never ends-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112194516393944020?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112194516393944020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112194516393944020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112194516393944020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112194516393944020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/07/choral-reading.html' title='Choral reading'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112176931935401259</id><published>2005-07-19T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T03:35:19.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tablet</title><content type='html'>I am completely in love with my tablet. Haha. Recommended by my sis not to download bitcomet in here cos it would totally slow the whole PC down. So I am planning to not download anything in here. Just maybe songs. The rest I download on my com and send over. And watch WITH SOUND. Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112176931935401259?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112176931935401259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112176931935401259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112176931935401259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112176931935401259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/07/tablet_19.html' title='Tablet'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112169603937188062</id><published>2005-07-18T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T07:13:59.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tablet</title><content type='html'>Yay!! Received my beloved tablet! Blogging on it for the first time.  I cannot express my excitement. Haha. Downloading msn messenger now. Later shall get bitcomet then my 56 shows. =D I rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ming dao rocks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112169603937188062?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112169603937188062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112169603937188062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112169603937188062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112169603937188062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/07/tablet.html' title='Tablet'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112160384839568594</id><published>2005-07-17T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T05:37:28.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NDP</title><content type='html'>Had NDP rehersal again. Really fun. Ha. Yesterday spent half the time singing songs - again - with shi ping and jia ling. But this time we were doing he yin. Shi ping went up, I went down and jia ling the normal tune. But eventually jia ling disappeared and it ended up only with he yins. Haha. Shi ping said it was harder to be in the middle cos one pulling you up, then one pulling you down. I wanted to try, but jia ling didnt know how to he yin so cannot. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was still the NE show. The second one. Quite fun. I realised something about the P5s. They all go 'cha!' when the army guy is giving orders. Shouting all the malay words. All the same reaction. So funny larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And halfway through the parade, it started raining. Ok larh. I feel kindda unwell, but I'm actually perfectly alright. Heh. I wanted to feel unwell so that I could pontang church today. But luckily never, cos the priests homily today very meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was so full yesterday. Lunch was at 11.59 am and dinner around 3.41 pm. Very full. So full until I couldnt dance really properly. Kept doing the wrong moves larh. Especially for 'We Can'. The third chorus I keep doing the same actions for the other chorus. So embarrassing larh. Heh. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. We put make-up too. They asked these people from some Cosmoprof company come and make-up for us. So ugly larh. Then there was this guy, make up until so funny. His skin colour was around like slighty tanned. Then those people they go and put the eyeshadow for him the colour was like baige. So funny. He look like those opera singers. Everyone was laughing at him. Then he was acting like a girl. So funny. Jia ling and me and the rest couldnt stop laughing. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my sister to let me read the Order Of Pheonix. In book 6, half blood prince, hagrid dies. Sad. -_-" Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te Amo&lt;br /&gt;- Tony -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te Quiero&lt;br /&gt;- Ming Dao -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-mor&lt;br /&gt;- Tony -&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;-Ming Dao -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Wheres my tablet -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112160384839568594?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112160384839568594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112160384839568594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112160384839568594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112160384839568594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/07/ndp_17.html' title='NDP'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112143408066973711</id><published>2005-07-15T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T06:28:00.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ming Dao -again-</title><content type='html'>MING DAO!! OMG! He is so absolutely cute! He dances so well! OMG! TANG 'O IS SO SWEET! HAHA! He is simply cute can! So much cuter than li wei lian! When he danced with qiao en that time so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH!!!!!!!!! MING DAO RAWKS!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Desperation for Ming Dao-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112143408066973711?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112143408066973711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112143408066973711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112143408066973711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112143408066973711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/07/ming-dao-again.html' title='Ming Dao -again-'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112142493097708264</id><published>2005-07-15T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T03:55:30.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mrs ong</title><content type='html'>Just heard from rachel wong that mrs ong is sick with frozen shoulders. I pity her. Actually shes really nice lah. She is the one who always made children's day nice and funny. Now she is so sick that she is not the discipline mistress anymore. Taken over by mrs yuen. Its really sad. HAIZ. You never know wad will happen to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Been listening to the superstar theme song for the past whole hour... -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112142493097708264?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112142493097708264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112142493097708264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112142493097708264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112142493097708264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/07/mrs-ong.html' title='Mrs ong'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112142099683667677</id><published>2005-07-15T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T02:49:56.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Superstar</title><content type='html'>I am blogging. And I havent got my tablet yet. Actually I wanted to restrain and not blog at all until I actually get my tablet on monday, but I dunno wad happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so wei da. Lol. Cos for once, I finished all my homework before i touched the computer. My maid made me finish everything before she let me enter. =D Haha. I think I am not supposed to open the room today, but I just anyhow say that my mother say I could play as long as I finished my homework. Haha. I feel so relieved. These few days got a lot of homework. The teachers all throwing homework at us. And I finished all my homework today! I brought all my homework home. -_-" Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now hearing the superstar song sung by the superstar contestants. The song is so nice. Very catchy. For some reason, my heart is beating really fast. I dunno why I am so nervous. -_-" Its a really horrible kind of feeling. Dunno how to say. My heart is just beating so fast. I think its wei jian. Cheng yee pointed out to me that he looks like Toro. And I really agree. At some angle. =) Haha. He is so cute larh. So many people like him. Must vote for him hor, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can watch my ming dao soon. Heard from shiping that he is chao cute in ep 6. Yay. Joey insisting that I give her every episode in my beloved thumb drive. She want her 'Up! Up!' oso. Sick. But for the sake of watching 5566's 2003 concert and 2004 concert again and getting my ren wo ao you VCD back, I will sacrifice my thumbdrive. Just hope that she wont dumb it in the detergent. Hopefully.. She wont. Hopefully, she will learn wad a blog is for. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the second NE show. Hope no accidents occur again. Haha. Have to put make up tomorrow. Yuks. Have to be in school by 8.30 am. More yuks. But heck. I enjoy rehersals. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally know wad desperation feels like.&lt;br /&gt;- Desperate for my tablet -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112142099683667677?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112142099683667677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112142099683667677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112142099683667677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112142099683667677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/07/superstar.html' title='Superstar'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112117172300359217</id><published>2005-07-12T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T05:36:31.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-wadeva-</title><content type='html'>And I still dunno wad to name this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. I am blogging again. Again, on a weekday. I got excuse! Need to print my compo out. =P Heck. Its a good excuse larh. Cos I also get to dl wang zi and chat with liu xin. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so desperate for my tablet. 6 more days. 6 more days. Only. I cant believe that we're getting it 4 whole days earlier than joey. She was like boasting to me on the phone. Despite my so-called heck care attitude, actually, I really care larh. I really want to faster get to the next week. Cos there are just too many good things taking place at the end of this week. But time is passing so slowly. Too slowly. It is only Tuesday. Haiz. I feel so left out. Charlene and rachel all got their tablets already but I havent. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperation. For watching shao wei sing&lt;em&gt; Living La Vida Loca again&lt;/em&gt;. I dunno why. I have taken an obsession to singing that song. In front of my mother. And she likes it. -_-" I miss tony dancing Y.M.C.A. Haha. I am looking forward to NDP rehersals! I enjoy the band's performance at the NDP rehersals so much cos I think the Y.M.C.A. song they play is so cool. I keep giggling when they play that song. I dunno why. Seriously. I think its cos I am reminded of how tony dances. So comical. Haha. Looking forward to my tablet cos joey claims that she will lend me her 5566 2004 concert VCD to store in my tablet. She can be so nice with words. but she doesnt really usually do anything she says at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell down today during mass run. Had to run the sec 2 route. I just realised that I am not as fit as last time. But I lost weight. =) Anyway, I fell down. There's a big problem with joey. All the people running around her fell but she was ok. Felicia and me fell. I scraped my palm, and the skin kindda peeled off, but not fully, so it dried back and the scalp grew over it, and now there is this small lump on my palm which hurts so much when I accidentally lean it against the keyboard while typing. Fotunately, I think felicia escaped her clutches unscath. Man... I make joey sound like some evil monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Here is my line of wisdom words again. I wrote it myself ok, Swee chen. Never copy. It was inspired by the chen zhi mo guy from 21 ke in the HCL textbook. The poem he wrote larh. 'I am a cloud in the sky...'. I think it is so meaningful. SoI wrote this line. It is still for my dear luo lei de hei zhen zhu. Dedicated to xiao xi and xie zhi. I dunno why I am still so obsessed with this story. It is just so touching. So sad. It would make a perfect drama if tony actually acted in it. Maybe it will need a little change. Like the names and the part about MVP qing ren. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is irony. But it makes a lot of sense if you actually go thinking really deep into it. Even my other lines of wisdom. Especially the regret one. Just spend your time during mrs lim's lesson pondering over the lines. Mrs lim may be boring sometimes anyway. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the next time I blog, will be on my belove tablet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;To be able forget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;is your privillage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;To forget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;is to remember,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Because it cannot be forgotten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112117172300359217?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112117172300359217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112117172300359217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112117172300359217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112117172300359217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/07/wadeva_12.html' title='-wadeva-'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112082410606071481</id><published>2005-07-08T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T05:01:46.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wadeva</title><content type='html'>I still dunno wad to name this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swee chen told me to write short posts. I seriously cant bear to. Cos my days are too interesting larh. Then need to write a lot of rubbish. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh. Wadeva. Ran 1.6 today. For the stupid TAF club morning run. Almost ran another 2.4 for PE, but the teacher decided to give us a break and made us have a shuttle run thing for practice. Then it was reg. 1 to 20 vs reg. 21 to 40. ! to 20 obviously won more times cos a lot of people there can run fast, including Cheng yee and some other people. At least my group mian qiang won one round. The last round, where the distance was the longest. Then later during recess, me and swee chen and jesslyn lee were discussing about us only being able to run long distances.&lt;br /&gt;-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure I will be out of TAF soon. I am sure. Hah! Mr samat took my height and weight. I am&lt;br /&gt;o. something from being out. Just a little bit more work out... Maybe after the 2.4, I'lll ask mrs lim on one of the running days. Hopefully I will be out. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. WEI JIAN GOT KICKED OUT OF SUPERSTAR.&lt;br /&gt;That is so unfair. the judges should have a 50% vote on this thing. That jason guy got in but he got the lowest for the judges mark, and my wei jian got kicked out!&lt;br /&gt;Luckily there is a survival round, or I will. Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today during CS, that cheng yee spent the whole time browsing the superstar website. She was leaving messages for wei jian, jun yang and some others. Oh yes, and for that judge. She likes his laugh. -_-" Heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr chew's mood damn bad larh. Scolding us for the whole CS lesson. Dunno wads wrong with him larh. Keep saying 7 months and we still dunno how to keep quiet. His face black like dunno wad. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss chan's mood like very good recently. Keep letting us off the lesson 5 to 10 minutes before. That day she let us eat in class. I didnt bring my lit notebook and I was so scared she would bao when she found out. Luckily she never notice. I was using my maths 2 as a substitude. It looked so new. Pained me to write on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to memorise 'te quiero' by monday. Shit. I am not even halfway throught the song and I am already having difficulty. Reckon will be brushing up on our songs in the bus to padang tomorrow. I am taken a liking to these NDP rehersals. I enjoy the fact that we sing the new songs while waiting for miss yeo to come. Its very useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so cool cos we get to see sharon aw and the rest. Not like its a big deal, but I think that its a big deal. -_-" Huh? And I like the food. I like spending time with the choir seniors. Heh. Pei yang gan qing. o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno wad to write. I want the guang yi lyrics. Heh. I wanna memorise the song larh. So I can sing it in the bathroom while my mother is having her oversea telephone converence with her oversea colleagues in her room. The bathroom is so near the room. Heh. When I sing in there, she cant ask me to shut up or do anything about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Cant wait for my tablet~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112082410606071481?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112082410606071481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112082410606071481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112082410606071481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112082410606071481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/07/wadeva_08.html' title='wadeva'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112065188131399824</id><published>2005-07-06T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T05:11:21.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wadeva`</title><content type='html'>I seriously dunno wad to name this post now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so shi bai. PBL reflection not touched. The website havent done at all. When I tried doing some html on dreamweaver today with shauna, I finally realised that my html skills suck like shit. This is what happens when you dun listen to my chew when he is teaching his crap during CS lessons, I realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily my sister has kindly decided to give me a little help. =) Thank goodness. Now its only waiting for her to go on dreamweaver to reteach me everything. Hopefully everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw pei yi in the morning today. Angeline's P6 good fren larh. I dunno why I actually bothered to make frens with my sister's frens last time. Actually it was more of they make frens with me. Cos I am too popular larh.  =P So ego. Cant stand myself sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, pei yi asked whether I was still in alto in choir. Yes larh. I wanted to boast about me being in alto 2, but I realised that my skirt was kindda dropping off... -_-" . So I kept quite loh. Dun even know wad that has to do with not boasting lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. My daily obsessions with ming dao. Yes. He is still absolutely cute. Always! Tseng yi says I am crazy. But its so true that he is so cute. Haha. That part. 'Qi shi wo jue de ni hen ke ai...'. Lol. I think he is oso damn ke ai larh. His chinese is so good. Espeicially when he said that line. Amanda tan is interested in him. Heh. Actually I offered to let her see the cute part when we get our tablet larh. Heh. Must promote ming dao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to find ming dao's english name. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for information. The paragraph thing I put right below every of those sentimental love posts is usually wad I would write on next. As in the whole topic kind of thing for the sentimental love post. Yar. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I even bother to write it here? I mean like no one here even bothers to read my blog! Is it so awfully lame that you cannot even say that I am lame on my tagboard?! I am so jealous of swee chen sometimes loh. See her tagboard?! Flooded until like dunno wad lah. So unfair. Mine dunno how many days still remain the same post. I mean wad do I have a tagboard for if it isnt flooded like mad? Later I take away then you know ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot blame anyone. Cos who bothers to come her regularly? Maybe some nice people like jialing and swee chen only bother to come here once in a while. And well... Sharmaine and mildred, when I actually force them to. Am I so unpopular that no one wants to read about my life! I mean my life is so interesting you know?! Everyday my post also so long. See swee chen on arh. Sometimes not even half of mine, but her tagboard flooded like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But flooding is not necessarily good. I have this fren who is in kellock now, P6. Her tagboard was flooded with messages which kindda critiscised her. I think its really sad larh. And it really stupid of those people. Cos if they really dun like her, why do they even bother to go to her blog just to tag horrible messages to her. So sick larh. Cant stand them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wadeva. I think I am so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for my tablet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112065188131399824?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112065188131399824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112065188131399824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112065188131399824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112065188131399824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/07/wadeva.html' title='Wadeva`'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112057177515766662</id><published>2005-07-05T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T05:42:55.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is full of happiness and pain.&lt;br /&gt;To be loved is happiness.&lt;br /&gt;To know that you are loved&lt;br /&gt;is happiness.&lt;br /&gt;But to not know that you are loved&lt;br /&gt;is pain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Love. What is love? Have you ever wondered? The attraction between two. They call this love? I asked google to define this for me. One of the answers I got was 'A strong feeling of personal affection, care, and desire for the well-being of another.' Is that all? Personally, I think love is love. This unexplainable thing is love. When asked, why do you love him, often, none have an answer. If you could explain, then it would not be love. It would just be attraction. You love someone for no reason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like an invisible force. So powerful that it can even make someone sacrifice their life. Imagine. Sacrificing your life for another person. Would you? This is the power of love. Something so strong that even a life is worth it. I wonder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree with my paragraph above. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To be loved is happiness. To know that you are loved, is happiness. Yet, to be loved but to not know, is pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yes. In Luo Lei De Hei Zhen Zhu, xie zhi said 'I hate you'. Just a few hours before her death. He loved her. He knew it. She loved him, and she knew it. But she did not know that he loved her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just like 2 parallel lines. Always heading ahead. But to where? They can never meet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;They can never meet, because xiao xi died. Even till the end, she still thought that he hated her. This can never be changed. Xiao xi can never know the truth because, the lines will never meet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Regret perhaps &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;is only a temporary sense of loss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But losing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;is a regret for life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112057177515766662?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112057177515766662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112057177515766662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112057177515766662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112057177515766662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/07/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112056998080857326</id><published>2005-07-05T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T06:26:20.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ming Dao</title><content type='html'>Yes. Its all about ming dao for my post again. I think he is absolutely cute. Absolutely handsome. Never realised that he looked to nice. Can be compared to Tony. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love wang zi. Ming dao is so incredibly cute. He said to tian yu in the show 'wo jue de ni hen ke ai'. His expression is indescribable. Too cute. Love that part! But I cant get a nice picture of it, though. Cos he is moving too quickly. I dun have that tool thingy my sister uses to get nice pictures from her Edmond's concerts. It takes pictures of the whole video like about every milli-milli-second. Unfortunately, I dun have that tool, so the pictures tend to come out all blurry cos I dun react fast enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I should be using the photoshop now to get those terribly cute pictures of him down now, cos its the last day of my 30-day photoshop trial. So cheapskate. I keep using all the trials. Heh. My sister has macromedia flash I think. Its something close to photoshop. Doubt she will actually tell me how she got it. Perhaps I'll find a nice download for phtotshop again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to peacehaven today. The old folks there were very friendly. The malay guy in the red shirt on the first floor is very cute. He kept dancing and singing. haha. So hyper. =P My cantonese was however too horrible to be put to use when swee chen asked me to talk to the cantonese lady. I was playing the piano loh. Then swee chen made me tell her that we were going to sing songs for them. Wadeva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel like doing a post on love again. But got no inspiration lah. Heh. Hmm... =) Got it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112056998080857326?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112056998080857326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112056998080857326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112056998080857326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112056998080857326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/07/ming-dao_05.html' title='Ming Dao'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112040150953307243</id><published>2005-07-03T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T07:49:27.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ming Dao</title><content type='html'>OMG! Ming dao is so absolutely cute! In wang zi he is so cute when he lost his memory. So innocently cute. He and qiao en are so jue pei. Love that show. Hope they will come out VCD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey lee: MING DAO IS SHUAI-ER THAN LEE WEILIAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112040150953307243?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112040150953307243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112040150953307243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112040150953307243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112040150953307243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/07/ming-dao_112040150953307243.html' title='Ming Dao'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112039709786808351</id><published>2005-07-03T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T06:24:58.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NDP</title><content type='html'>Yes. The last post was stupid. But it is so true! Dont you think so? I shall really come out with another of this post after this. One somewhat related to that. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck. And you people should at least like tag something at the tagboard to make me irritated or something so that I will stop writing this kind posts. I feel like so wad loh. Mildred ah. You come already, oso dun tell me that my post is stupid. Tag lah. The tagboard is so overdue. See swee chen's one ah. Whole day full of lame messages. Not that I like lame messages, but at least its better than nothing rite!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I just heard pin guan sing live on channel U just now. He sings damn well. And yes, now I am hearing his songs. Downloaded all those with interesting names. It's so lame. I download all his songs cos he sang a 'Hou Lai De Wo Men' live on channel U. Wadeva. The hou lai de wo men is really nice. Highly recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had NDP rehersal again. Yes. This time Sharon Aw, Adrian Pang (the da di guy from tong xin yuan), Gurmit Singh, Kim Ng (think her sir name's ng lah. but shes the ya yu's mum in xi jie), Vernetta Lopez and some other person. Dunno who he/she is lah. Maybe he/she doesnt even exist... =P All of them were with us practicing their lines. And unfortunately, taufik wasnt there. He should be coming next week, though. Cos its the NE show. Already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there was no audience that day. Then sharon aw and the rest were like talking to nobody. It was so funny. She was going 'We look like morons cos we are talking to nobody!'. It was so funny that I couldnt stop laughing. Cos that chang he was like supposed to be  very serious and all that and we were supposed to sit properly and all the rubbish lah. And I couldnt stop laughing lah. Keep like moving about. Then later she made us do the padang wave. Like the padang wave lah. Same. But she oso made us do the other version. Is the padang wave but from the bottom row to the top row. Then the choir was sitting in rows. So those people made us do the wave. And sharon aw again said 'This is wad we do when we have no audience! We bully the choir!'. Damn comical lah. Really fun. Shall go again next year if still got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me, jia ling and melissa were in the front row with shi ping again. Then while waiting for miss yao to come, all of us plus shi sang  were singing SYF songs. We seriously sounded not bad. Everyone was like looking at us. Then the group beside us also decided to sing some songs. So fun. And in the bus back to crescent, tania and the rest EXCEPT shi ping all came to the back to come and nao with the sec ones. So irony. Shi ping said she would come to the back to play with us but she never come at all. Then when the sec 1s bombed her to see if she was actually there, she replied. She wasnt even sleeping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wadeva lah. Tania told us a very very lame joke. Lame until cannot lame already lah.&lt;br /&gt;In chinese.&lt;br /&gt;yi zhi mu niu he yi zhi gong niu zai cao di shang.&lt;br /&gt;cai 3 ge zi.&lt;br /&gt;(a female cow and a male cow are on the grass. guess 2 words.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the answer is ACTUALLY liang zhi niu (2 cows).&lt;br /&gt;CAN IT GET ANY LAMER?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she wanted to tell us another one, but kalyn was irritating her. Cos she knew the answers. And she kept trying to say them. Tania was like so irritated lah. So funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had the golden jubilee mass for father arro. Miss soh, me and kim were talking like long lost good frens. So funny. And miss soh was so pleased that I actually still stayed in choir. I suggested to her that running was good for choir cos it made you fit and warmed up your bodies. She says she is gonna ask the choir gals to run liao. And shes gonna say I said it. Oops. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. Diana go and suggest to aunty aileen that I sing the responsarial psalm for next week. WHICH IS SO UNFAIR. I mean like must go to the stand there and sing  and sing finish one verse alraedy must put the hand up and encourage the audience to sing. So lame. I forgot how to sing the tune already. Next week I will sure be later again for mass cos of the NDP thing. I have problem waking up early now. Then I go late and cannot practice. Die. Die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing a sweety song now. Guang Yi. I cant believe it. They sound nice. Fine. Actually its zeng zhi qiao who sounds nice. Yan yan too childish already. The voice. Ok.. Maybe I got their voices mixed up. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some inspiration for my next formal post. Yes. I shall put something on love. Cos its so cool to talk about love issues on my blog. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait. Maybe i should watch my wang zi episode 4 before... Actually doing another post again. eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112039709786808351?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112039709786808351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112039709786808351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112039709786808351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112039709786808351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/07/ndp.html' title='NDP'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112022143392331011</id><published>2005-07-01T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T05:37:13.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>imperfect</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking about it. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luo lei de hei yan zhu is a beautiful story.&lt;br /&gt;The ending is perfect,&lt;br /&gt;because nothing is perfect in the world,&lt;br /&gt;and the only perfect thing is imperfectness,&lt;br /&gt;because it is not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I have done much much more thinking on the story, but I think this line which came to my mind was the most meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of us have read love stories. Seen love stories on the television. Take for an example, Meteor Garden or Love at Dolphin Bay. Happy endings. But love like this is too perfect to exist in this world, because nothing is perfect in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I somewhat do not believe in love. Because it cannot be perfect. Just as soon as you think it is perfect, you find out that it is not. Imagine the disappointment you feel when you find it imperfect. I dislike disappointment. I hate to get, then lose. Something you like so much to be taken away, hard to get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I have not been in love. I do not know. Perhaps I will change my thinking later when I actually do fall in love. I shall not let myself, because nothing is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it. Arent the love stories of Snow Angel, Luo Lei De Hei Yan Zhu and MVP Qing Ren perfect? I would prefer a love like these. The love was greatest, because one sacrificed for the other, because they love. But death at the end is tragic. Still, it is taken away from you. Nothing can be perfect. Nothing you have can always be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Love is full of happiness and pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;To be loved is happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;To know that you are loved &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;is happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But to not know that you are loved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;is pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;__Do not misunderstand__&lt;br /&gt;_______I am not in love__&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112022143392331011?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112022143392331011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112022143392331011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112022143392331011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112022143392331011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/07/imperfect.html' title='imperfect'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-112022198547302716</id><published>2005-07-01T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T05:46:25.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>M3</title><content type='html'>Watched superstar yesterday. The girls' singing sux loh. Use jia yin to sing. When singing, you should use zhen yin then nicer. Probably only F6 is slightly better. Not that I sound any better than them, but when I am not at choir, I use zhen yin to sing, unless the notes are too high for me to reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M3 is so good. He Wei Jian, Derrick. He sing Chu Ci Zhi Wai so nice. Thanks to cheng yee, I found where to download the video. I can't download now, unfortunately, cos my computer has no sound card, and I cant hear it if I download. =P Waiting for my dear tablet. Should be coming soon. Half a month more... Only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. And now unfortunately have a horrible stomache. When I come out of the toilet, shall post again. Something more formal, cos I think it should be formal. Yep. So READ IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-112022198547302716?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112022198547302716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=112022198547302716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112022198547302716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/112022198547302716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/07/m3.html' title='M3'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-111978128495235985</id><published>2005-06-26T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T03:21:24.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday</title><content type='html'>It's almost the end of the holidays now. I still have my newspaper reports undone. I am so dead. And also my readers digest april issue worksheet. I lost that issue, but heck. That one can always go to school and borrow the book. As for the newspaper reports... Well, shall try finishing tonight. try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had NDP rehersal yesterday. It was so fun. On the way back to crescent, shi ping and shi sang were trying to make us sing. Then me and jia ling were singing like idiots. So horrible. Its a mircale no one asked us to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those army guys. They stuffed us with chicken rice and made us finish one whole bottle of &lt;u&gt;ne&lt;/u&gt;Water after our dinner (at around 4.30... -_-") so that we would not get dehydrated under the hot sun in the CR. I didnt get a heatstroke larh. Cos maybe I drank enough water this time. =D I am growing fat. I am putting on the fats again. So swee chen ah. No need to run larh. I am fat again. You skinny enough lah. But should practice for 2.4 loh... Its coming up soon. Shit. I dun think I will be able to handle... Sure fail my PFT this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from where the choir is standing is very nice. Can see everything close up. The guns and all that. And when the army people fire the guns, it is so cool. Can see the smoke. -_-" Air pollution. Yar. Then when they sorrounded us, as in come to stand in front of us, they were so enthu. They were like 'hello!!'. Haha. And they grin like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Printed the almost 100 paged luo lei de hei yan zhu. I am enjoying myself. My mother is so pissed cos I printed so many pages. =P Shall enjoy my story later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother shall be locking the computer room again. When school reopens. But nevermind. Get tablet soon, so can blog. ;) Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-111978128495235985?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/111978128495235985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=111978128495235985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/111978128495235985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/111978128495235985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/06/holiday.html' title='Holiday'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-111960536637267482</id><published>2005-06-24T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T02:29:26.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing fats</title><content type='html'>Rejoice. I am losing fats. I am losing so much fats that I think I'll get out of TAF soon. I'll soon be out of TAF like mualim! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kindda weird, cos usually, I put on a lot of weight during holidays, but recently I lost a lot of weight. Like around 2kg or so. And I didn't even do any exercises. So with exercise, I'll probably get out soon. For the first time in my life, I shall not be in TAF club. Yeah! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No point saying here, cos who would care if I lose weight? I mean joey will only be so depressed that I am not suffering anymore and my sister will still tease me - for being once being in TAF-  and the TAF club will be so sad to lose such a comitted member like me and Winzu will be so lonely cos mualim is out, then I oso going out. Heh. Everyone is so sad. I am so popular.&lt;br /&gt;[ego...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rite. I am going to snub swee chen. I DUN WANNA DO THE DAMN BROCHURE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-111960536637267482?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/111960536637267482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=111960536637267482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/111960536637267482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/111960536637267482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/06/losing-fats.html' title='Losing fats'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197442.post-111960090354918950</id><published>2005-06-24T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T01:15:03.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clumsy</title><content type='html'>There is something SERIOUSLY wrong with me. I hit my head again. On the door AGAIN. And it was the same place I first hit. My right forehead. Now there is this horrible bruise there and that part which I hit is dented. It is FLAT. Read. You can feel the part there going in. It's horrible. I am sure I have some brain damage or something. Maybe my skull cracked and I am suffering some internal bleeding thing. -_-" It hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watched 56's 2004 concert. Yeah. I know I am slow. But anyway, it was so funny! Tony in a bikini, dancing in a float with a water gun. A float with a frog head. (Or was it dinosaur?) And the pumping water gun. Thats STUPID. Wad are they trying to do? Spoil their reputation? OPr trying to pollute young innocent minds? Or just 'attracting attention'. -_-" But it was funny larh... And the part before it oso. The part backstage. Think they took it before already, then they just show the video. But it was so funny. Renfu scolding tony for doing such a short performance. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the Murderous Maths thing today morning. Mrs manual made me go in front to receive the certificate, and I had to sit in between 2 boys. I was like so lonely. Everybody sit in pairs, I have to sit alone. And of all places, between 2 boys. -_-" And the exhibition. I saw Del. So funny. She was like suddenly, 'Hello!'. Actually I saw her long ago, just that I didnt say anything. Then halfway through the exhibition, while I was explaining the game to a little boy she came to look for me. And she was like asking why we dun have badge. And I say I couldnt find my kellock badge. Then she was like 'all also cannot find?'. Then I say is mrs manual ask us not to wear one. Haha. The next choir practice is next saturday, but I will miss it because of NDP. Again. I just missed the one yesterday cos of today morning's thing.  We had to make the props. But it ended up that going there was really just wasting time. So boring and tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 jian bao, 2 newspaper reports, 1 readers digest worksheet, half of science theory workbook and the chinese brochure. And only, 2 more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wadeva. I am not doing the chiense brochure. Swee chen is so unfair to me. Just because all the materials are with me, she is pushing everything to me. I mean cant she just sympathise with me a little. I have so much homework andso many stupid NDP practices and really have no time for other things, and she has finished everything. Cant she just do it. I already did the english brochure that time. I had to write every single information on the brochure out by myself. Now is her turn. My chinese is simply horrible. My handwriting is even more horrible. Cant she even understand this?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swee chen, I AM NOT DOING THE CHINESE BROCHURE. SINCE IT IS SO EASY, LEAVE IT TO THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jialing's begging me for luo lei de hei yan zhu. Heck. My head hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8197442-111960090354918950?l=melsyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/feeds/111960090354918950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8197442&amp;postID=111960090354918950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/111960090354918950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8197442/posts/default/111960090354918950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melsyl.blogspot.com/2005/06/clumsy_24.html' title='Clumsy'/><author><name>My so-called website</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11977719304130971706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
