<?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-27297725</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:43:54.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>catch me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>348</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-512652215181505596</id><published>2008-06-06T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T00:00:01.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;jt, i win rason already lah. blog post also zun zun 12 oclock okay. O:&lt;br /&gt;i winnnnn. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/SCB8RxzsLnI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Y3ow2f8vewg/s1600-h/heart.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197290614855315058" style="CURSOR: hand" height="43" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/SCB8RxzsLnI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Y3ow2f8vewg/s320/heart.bmp" width="46" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 14th BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;JT DARLING&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU &lt;s&gt;'CAUSE YOU TOLD ME BYE DARLING YESTERDAY!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;ilu (:&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/27297725-512652215181505596?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/512652215181505596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=512652215181505596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/512652215181505596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/512652215181505596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/06/ahaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/SCB8RxzsLnI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Y3ow2f8vewg/s72-c/heart.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-6054704480419856082</id><published>2008-05-12T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T22:31:34.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ughhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;'if (only) tmr never comes...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha i dont know how i can crave and yet dread camp at the same time. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;top five things i'll miss:&lt;br /&gt;my own phone. ):&lt;br /&gt;(im bringing my dad's ulu one so i can lose it without feeling guilty)&lt;br /&gt;my bed + bolster + stuff toys.&lt;br /&gt;(i cant sleep without hugging anything. D:)&lt;br /&gt;my zheng. O:&lt;br /&gt;(cuilaoshi's gonna KILLLLL me when we get back for shangyin. yeah. 'i keel you!'&lt;br /&gt;my computer. D:&lt;br /&gt;(god i'll be missing my com like. kjsdbvds)&lt;br /&gt;lastly, my FRIDGE!&lt;br /&gt;yes i've developed feelings for it since i open it at least 30 times a day. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY. &lt;br /&gt;i cant remember anything since im like packing my stuff like crazy now.&lt;br /&gt;shall just list the ones i can remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE&lt;br /&gt;roar im not zi bi! D:&lt;br /&gt;wth im not zi bi. D:&lt;br /&gt;NOOOO IM &lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt; ZI BI! D:&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;okay &lt;b&gt;now&lt;/b&gt; im being zi bi. -.-&lt;br /&gt;aha whatever. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;MASS DANCE!&lt;br /&gt;so stupid cannnn. ._.&lt;br /&gt;(and whatever okay, i left the pink piece of paper in the gym. i dont careee. -.- )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zheng!&lt;br /&gt;juniorrrrs! :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;authur is AP-ed and unfriendly. D:&lt;br /&gt;roar darryl is jun da, hes jun cheng.&lt;br /&gt;both are 'jun's and yet darryl is so much more gay/friendly. D:&lt;br /&gt;vanessa is okaaaayy. :D&lt;br /&gt;she looks like jamie to me. ._.&lt;br /&gt;teaching 'jamie' zheng isnt exactly something i can do without feeling funny. x:&lt;br /&gt;anw, to the both of them:&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU IN ZHENG!&lt;br /&gt;yes its the first time you all even touched a guzheng, everyone has high expectations of you and you're both really stressed. O:&lt;br /&gt;but take your timeee.&lt;br /&gt;your seniors (who proved ourselves crazy and retarded) will support youuuu. :D&lt;br /&gt;(&amp; wangcong, even my juniors know im obsessed with wangcong now. O: ahahahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any last words before level camp?&lt;br /&gt;yes, of course there is. (damn. im being zi bi again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;OMG I WANT TO DIE AND NOT GO TMR. &lt;/s&gt; &lt;br /&gt;hmm, JIAYOU TO ALLLLL! :D &lt;br /&gt;jiaqi and yichen, do cresmic proud and be great leaders yeah? :D&lt;br /&gt;aha goodbye world. O:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-6054704480419856082?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6054704480419856082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=6054704480419856082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/6054704480419856082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/6054704480419856082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/05/ughhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-6611627599679946908</id><published>2008-05-11T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T22:59:01.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY. :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my beloved mama and mama. hahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to eat at sembawang with the family.&lt;br /&gt;(i swear my jie's the meanest person on earth. ): )&lt;br /&gt;everyone claimed that i was dieting. ._.&lt;br /&gt;eh i ate bread in the morning! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home and started doing hw and slacking at the same time. /:&lt;br /&gt;procastination. O:&lt;br /&gt;tried the typing speed thing again after not trying for like a month. O:&lt;br /&gt;my com lagged and i got 144 words. ahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished nothing except LA journal and CME poster.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i did the CME poster within 5 mins and im damn proud of it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alaaa.&lt;br /&gt;2daystocamp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-6611627599679946908?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6611627599679946908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=6611627599679946908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/6611627599679946908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/6611627599679946908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-8100556120665936439</id><published>2008-05-11T09:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T10:15:26.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YESTERDAY - ptm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school with jiaying and huiting.&lt;br /&gt;lalala. ushering was boring. ._.&lt;br /&gt;wangcong looked so uneasy with his papa following him around.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;parents started coming in at 8.30.&lt;br /&gt;jiaying and i guarded the center gate. :D&lt;br /&gt;'good morning. :DDDDDD'&lt;br /&gt;bizlab teaches us lots of things.&lt;br /&gt;like how to smileeee 24/7 without getting your cheeks aching after that.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, this skill comes in very useful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were released from the gate duty and went up to slack.&lt;br /&gt;jiaying and i went to meet mr biollo for our LA scores since he had a short queue.&lt;br /&gt;ptm right?&lt;br /&gt;jiaying's my mum, im her dad. :D&lt;br /&gt;keejin was before us.&lt;br /&gt;he spoke to his parents for at least 20 mins before it was our turn. ._.&lt;br /&gt;got our results and we flew off to the tantan never ending queue happily. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacked with sophin wenlin huiting and jiaying while waiting for mr tan to be free.&lt;br /&gt;everyone fled to the canteen for tea break,&lt;br /&gt;jiaying and i stayed to give out water. :D&lt;br /&gt;aha im so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;i actually know zhengnan's name without knowing that i know it.&lt;br /&gt;(okay im not making sense.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 10 most of the parents disappeared to the LT for the talk.&lt;br /&gt;mr tan's queue still had alina's and yichen's parents.&lt;br /&gt;yichen took 20 mins. &lt;br /&gt;really really long. ._.&lt;br /&gt;alina's mum waited but they gave up in the end and left for the talk at LT.&lt;br /&gt;me and jiaying persisted and decided to go for the second session talk instead. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so mr tan was finally free after we waited for him for 2 hours. -.-&lt;br /&gt;me jiaying and gotohell asked for our results.&lt;br /&gt;congrats yunen you imba gotohell. O:&lt;br /&gt;jiayingggg!&lt;br /&gt;your results are GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;yes its far from your target, but still, its GOOOD! :D&lt;br /&gt;my resultssss?&lt;br /&gt;the gpa was okay.&lt;br /&gt;but i still emoed after that.&lt;br /&gt;i know i don't deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;like he said, theres so many borderline grades.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;asked for seating arrangements plan.&lt;br /&gt;got nothing out of it. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh went for the talk.&lt;br /&gt;sat on the staircase,&lt;br /&gt;rason happened to be there too.&lt;br /&gt;'he is very annoying' &lt;br /&gt;quote kangjiaying. :D&lt;br /&gt;(he turned around every 5 seconds to give me that AHA-HES-BEHIND-YOU look. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listened to how much of a hogwards the new campus will be. O:&lt;br /&gt;electives..&lt;br /&gt;im not exactly that ambitious to get a scholarship. &lt;br /&gt;china studies? ._.&lt;br /&gt;i cant even &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;pass&lt;/span&gt; ACC. -.-&lt;br /&gt;streaming matters!&lt;br /&gt;im glad i didnt take third lang. :D&lt;br /&gt;shall aim for 2.8 GPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided not to stay for session 2 ushering 'cause its too boring. /:&lt;br /&gt;went to eat breakfast with jiaying!&lt;br /&gt;(aha our first dateeee &lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;ate fried carrot cake and drank sweet talk. yay. :D&lt;br /&gt;mrt-ed with her while talking about class matters. &lt;br /&gt;thanks jiayingggg, you made my day. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and changed out of the uniform to buy camp stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt buy anything besides a water bottle.&lt;br /&gt;i realised i dont have a small sling bag.&lt;br /&gt;but the small sling bags there are all so ugly. roar. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alaaa.&lt;br /&gt;came home at 5, bathe and slept. (yes, at 6!)&lt;br /&gt;woke up this morning at 9. &lt;br /&gt;that gives me 16 hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;jiayinggg, you can never worry about me having insufficient sleep anymore. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna chiong hwwww. &lt;br /&gt;and after level camp say goodbye to this blog.&lt;br /&gt;guess its time for me to work very hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-8100556120665936439?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8100556120665936439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=8100556120665936439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/8100556120665936439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/8100556120665936439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/05/yesterday-ptm-went-to-school-with.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-3898368770432786805</id><published>2008-05-08T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T21:44:35.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aha i just finished wangcong's present!&lt;br /&gt;seriously i think its the sweetest handmade stuff i can ever make, &lt;br /&gt;considering my art grade. O:&lt;br /&gt;i think it looks damn cute laaaah. O:&lt;br /&gt;ahaha ego. /: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to vivian while doing some essay yesterday until 2+&lt;br /&gt;thanks a lot a lot a lot a lot liudeking. a lot &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today!&lt;br /&gt;a happy day, i suppose. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;justin put braces! &lt;br /&gt;omg so coooool. (x&lt;br /&gt;except he didnt let me see it 'cause he was STILL daoing me. ._.&lt;br /&gt;ugh whatever okay. D:&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to see pj in braces too. o.o&lt;br /&gt;why is like every guy putting braces now. eeee. /: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA!&lt;br /&gt;literary circle.&lt;br /&gt;i figured out that penknife blade can be broken to get another sharp segment! o.o&lt;br /&gt;jiaqi called all of us sua ku. &lt;br /&gt;c'mon lor how would we know. ._.&lt;br /&gt;angshuang yunen and i attempted to break the blade like for a million times. O:&lt;br /&gt;angshuang and i gave up 'cause its damn scary,&lt;br /&gt;yunen insisted that she could break it so she huffed and puffed and boooom.&lt;br /&gt;one segment + half a segment broke off from the blade.&lt;br /&gt;-applauds-&lt;br /&gt;yes yunen we know we should be careful of you next time. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science!&lt;br /&gt;ecology and release of results!&lt;br /&gt;O:&lt;br /&gt;jiaying said the wrong thing and mr han emo-ed. orhorrr. x:&lt;br /&gt;he showed us the results at the end of the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;yay (x&lt;br /&gt;dionis started emoing 'cause her wish of getting a new com flew away. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess!&lt;br /&gt;i gave dionis my entire cup of milo 'cause i felt like vomitting. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PC!&lt;br /&gt;wthhhh. ):&lt;br /&gt;i didnt expect it to make me emo, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;the clip was i started thinking about it.. &lt;br /&gt;(with that bloody emo song in the background)&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;i just cried. ._.&lt;br /&gt;roarrrrr. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dionis wrote a damn damn long letter while emoing.&lt;br /&gt;and guess whats the last sentence?&lt;br /&gt;'mummy, can i have the new com?'&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;and her envelope got tear drop one. x:&lt;br /&gt;my goodness. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math!&lt;br /&gt;results released! &lt;br /&gt;yay again (x&lt;br /&gt;pop quiz.&lt;br /&gt;i swear im gonna get one mark.&lt;br /&gt;seriously. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;computer!&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me what i did.&lt;br /&gt;sketchup just sucks lah.&lt;br /&gt;roarrrrr. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school!&lt;br /&gt;lunch with aeri and jo and chionged to shangyin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i dont wanna learn ying hua (sakura)&lt;br /&gt;damnnnnn. ._.&lt;br /&gt;damnnnnnnnnnn!&lt;br /&gt;ugh i hate B flat major. ._.&lt;br /&gt;it sounds damn scary. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ngee ann for some stuff and went to meet fiona after that. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me what im up to lately. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; HAPPY BIRTHDAY VIVIENNE :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(wangconggg! you're gonna love your present. 8D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-3898368770432786805?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3898368770432786805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=3898368770432786805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/3898368770432786805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/3898368770432786805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/05/aha-i-just-finished-wangcongs-present.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-2749846371876821725</id><published>2008-05-07T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T01:32:55.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just woke up from a four hour nap, crying. &lt;br /&gt;nightmare. ):&lt;br /&gt;its really really scary. /:&lt;br /&gt;ugh maybe im thinking too much. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AGAIN JT! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acc. omg i passed the test! :D&lt;br /&gt;got 16/20 for file check. ahaaaa. 8D&lt;br /&gt;(angshuang got 41/50 for test and full marks for file check. retarded. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malay!&lt;br /&gt;aha i was zibi-ing trying to write with my left hand for the lesson 'cause vivian wasnt here again to crap with me. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess!&lt;br /&gt;usual grouppppp. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math!&lt;br /&gt;aha im totally lost in mensuration already.&lt;br /&gt;pop quiz tmr?&lt;br /&gt;yes im gonna fail it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geogggg.&lt;br /&gt;miss tang made a wrong choice of telling us how to count our CA marks. &lt;br /&gt;after that everyone was just clicking on their calculators without listening to ms tang at all. O:&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll get like 69.6 and she wont round it up. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science!&lt;br /&gt;ecology? ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;historyyy.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt find my paper. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after schoool! &lt;br /&gt;supposed to wait for jt who was waiting for rason who was at the mass dance thing.&lt;br /&gt;had to leave in the end 'cause jo and i had some stuff to do at ngee ann. /: &lt;br /&gt;anyway there was no point in staying back and be extra and zi bi. ._.&lt;br /&gt;aha &lt;br /&gt;sorry jt. x:&lt;br /&gt;you know i still love you &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jo came over to my house before going to ngee ann.&lt;br /&gt;remembered one of my cube is fiona's. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;thank you jo for helping me make this decision. :D&lt;br /&gt;and ilu fiona. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-2749846371876821725?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2749846371876821725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=2749846371876821725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/2749846371876821725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/2749846371876821725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-woke-up-from-four-hour-nap-crying.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-5175181580078605117</id><published>2008-05-06T19:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T21:46:43.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boring/emo/pissing day. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA.&lt;br /&gt;literary circles.&lt;br /&gt;lalala. i fail as a discussion director. :D&lt;br /&gt;isaac was trying to find some blind spot thing. O:&lt;br /&gt;smth about covering one eye and try to see a dot on the paper. o.o&lt;br /&gt;got back our CAP portfolios1&lt;br /&gt;yay omg i didnt fail. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science @ lab.&lt;br /&gt;felt less emo 'cause i was talking to darling about emoing and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;thanks darling for listen to my nonsensical ramblings. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;anyway wangcong,&lt;br /&gt;I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU FOR CHOOSING MERVYN OVER ME. ._.&lt;br /&gt;EVEN MR HAN SAW YOU HOLDING HIS HAND! O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess!&lt;br /&gt;tried to cheat dionis and jt to go away &lt;br /&gt;'cause we needed to buy the materials for jt's card.&lt;br /&gt;just when i was creeping up the stairs, trying not to bend the huge thingthing, &lt;br /&gt;jt's voice came from behind&lt;br /&gt;'eh where you going?!'&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;ran away with the very visable huge 'card'&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;went up to class and started drawing the card until he lao shi came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chineseeeee.&lt;br /&gt;everyone changed seats and mr tan suddenly came to the observe the class. O:&lt;br /&gt;wanki moved to chair's empty seat and i had a source of all the worksheet answers. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music!&lt;br /&gt;sat behind wangcong.&lt;br /&gt;ugh i still hate you wangcong. ):&lt;br /&gt;random groupings!&lt;br /&gt;ended up with gavin wenlin natasha vivienne kellie wuyue wangqi justin. &lt;br /&gt;i got the jam butter butter butter jam butter jam jam one. :D&lt;br /&gt;justin tried to cheat the teacher that he could play the violin drums and guitar.&lt;br /&gt;aha if you even learnt one of them i call you pro already. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BP!&lt;br /&gt;aha translations.&lt;br /&gt;amanda and yiming hurt my feelings. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school!&lt;br /&gt;stayed back with angshuang and yunen to make jt's card. &lt;br /&gt;suddenly felt so zi bi and emo. /:&lt;br /&gt;and continued to be zi bi and emo for the rest of the day. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit:&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW WHY IM EMO ALREADY!&lt;br /&gt;WANGCONG WENT TO WRITE _____ ON JT'S CARD.&lt;br /&gt;OMG HE CHEAT ON MEEEEE. (with my darling somemore. ): )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw the camp groupings again from 2E. &lt;br /&gt;theres... &lt;br /&gt;joanna and grace from 2A, xin yi from 2B, gavin and i from 2C ): , isabel from 2D, kenny from 2E, sarah from 2F, ling ling and zhi yi from 2G, hwee pin and sarah from 2H, isabelle and lester from 2I, cheng wee and qiu rui from 2J, caris from 2K and gabriel from 2L. &lt;br /&gt;O:&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh im damn freaked out for camp. /: &lt;br /&gt;i dont really know anyone from the group. &lt;br /&gt;aha my antisocialness. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home with clar and enya who met the authur guy and the guy who looks like junjie. O: (noo i insist he looks like junjie. ): )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to parkway to fix my old specs and collect the new one.&lt;br /&gt;think i look the same. &lt;br /&gt;my last last specs is the exact same thing except its metalic blue. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alaaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-5175181580078605117?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5175181580078605117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=5175181580078605117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/5175181580078605117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/5175181580078605117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/05/boringemopissing-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-8603028488318698485</id><published>2008-05-05T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T21:34:55.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WANGCONG OBSESSION! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alaaa.&lt;br /&gt;today just sucks. O:&lt;br /&gt;maybe liudeking's my lucky starrr.&lt;br /&gt;without her everything just goes wrong. /:&lt;br /&gt;i missed you ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science @ physics lab. :D&lt;br /&gt;sat with darling and sort of emoed for no reason. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA!&lt;br /&gt;group discussion.&lt;br /&gt;usual staring at justin's long eyelashes. x;&lt;br /&gt;didnt disucss anything 'cause liudeking wasnt there to contribute her cheeminologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess.&lt;br /&gt;seaweed chicken with the usual group. :D&lt;br /&gt;thought of a birthday present for jt. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assembly.&lt;br /&gt;aha suckkkkked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUCKKKKKKED!&lt;/strong&gt; /:&lt;br /&gt;no toilet doors.&lt;br /&gt;no handphones.&lt;br /&gt;no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;when the camp groupings came out it was worse.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was anxious for the paper.&lt;br /&gt;everyone wanted to know whose group they were in.&lt;br /&gt;and 'cause of that, no one bothered to listen to anything i said.&lt;br /&gt;and then what?&lt;br /&gt;the paper got stolen from mr tan&lt;br /&gt;uhhuh then we went back to class from the gym,,&lt;br /&gt;he put it under my table and said 'keep it first'&lt;br /&gt;then everyone asked me for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;this is the question i really want to ask.&lt;br /&gt;do you rather me be a good friend or a good chairperson?&lt;br /&gt;yes, i know i have the choice to be both at the same time. but in this situation?&lt;br /&gt;its either...&lt;br /&gt;i pass you all the paper and be a irresponsible chairperson who cant even discipline herself.&lt;br /&gt;or...&lt;br /&gt;i keep the paper and let everyone get frustrated with me 'cause they want their groupings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what?&lt;br /&gt;how am i supposed to choose. friends or responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its stupid, i know. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ever since i became the chair i asked myself that many many many times.&lt;br /&gt;most of you just never realised &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;how big of a struggle was that for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of you will probably think im making a big fuss out of this small matter.&lt;br /&gt;think whatever you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway thanks jiaying. really. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math.&lt;br /&gt;i think im almost gettng lost in circles and mensuration but i shall buck up after level camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese.&lt;br /&gt;i kept myself awake!&lt;br /&gt;and the yueduka that i did myself scored better than the one i ripped from internet. O:&lt;br /&gt;aha im so proud of myself. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after schooool!&lt;br /&gt;mr tan was pissed at the class.&lt;br /&gt;melissa kind of got freaked out by him while she was waiting outside the class. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fen zu!&lt;br /&gt;omg yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 people turned up. 7 of them were sec 2s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;darryl and huiwen disappeared. O:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i became high all of a sudden. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wangconggggg. :D&lt;br /&gt;wye inn was pretty shocked by my highness when i saw wangcong. :D&lt;br /&gt;i just shouted 'WANGCONG!' for no reason randomly when i realised mr tan walked pass. ._.&lt;br /&gt;gosh hes gonna think im siao. nevermind. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;returned a lost wallet from some choir girl.&lt;br /&gt;there was like 150 bucks inside or smth. ._.&lt;br /&gt;went around looking for 4C classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrted with joooo.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh everytime i go home with her alone i have to think a lot about things my brain is avoiding.&lt;br /&gt;thanks jo, for always lifting me from self denial. (:&lt;br /&gt;although i still havent made a decision about it yet.&lt;br /&gt;ugh. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha i hate today. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-8603028488318698485?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8603028488318698485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=8603028488318698485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/8603028488318698485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/8603028488318698485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/05/wangcong-obsession-d-alaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-694540896181766011</id><published>2008-05-04T12:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T13:57:19.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling too lazy to blog. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY'S YESTERDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha i cant remember anything besides getting back malay. O:&lt;br /&gt;i passed!&lt;br /&gt;I PASSED! :D&lt;br /&gt;i really really really really didnt study at all&lt;br /&gt;(come on lah math is so damn important to me you think i'll study malay mehh. ._.)&lt;br /&gt;but she just pointed her finger at me and kept shouting&lt;br /&gt;'I KNEW IT! I KNEW YOU GOT STUDY! I KNEW YOU GOT STUDY! DONT LIE LAH I KNOW YOU GOT STUDY ONE LOR. STILL SAY WHAT NEVER STUDY'&lt;br /&gt;damn scary lah. -.-&lt;br /&gt;accuse me then scold me for nothing. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after schooool!&lt;br /&gt;i concluded that jo's class guys are really. ._.&lt;br /&gt;pj and yiqi went through my bag which was placed in 2E.&lt;br /&gt;and then they stole my umbrella and started playing with it,&lt;br /&gt;and keejin was video taping the whole process.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so damn happy that people went through my bag without my permission.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so damn happy that people dont care about my privacy just 'cause they wanna have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;(not that there were any love letters from wangcong in it. but still.)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i feel so damn happy that one of them were one of the people i would usually trust.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont tell me i dont have the rights to be angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cabbed to the vch area after fenzu.&lt;br /&gt;ate at mac!&lt;br /&gt;(second consecutive day i had maccc)&lt;br /&gt;i decided to be more open to homosexuality. ._.&lt;br /&gt;and jo and i concluded that guys can never be as sweet as stella 'cause shes a girl. /:&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;was almost almost late for the concert.&lt;br /&gt;liying and stella went up to the circle seats&lt;br /&gt;jo and i were at the stall seats.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;jo had to leave after intermission.&lt;br /&gt;so i left with her. x:&lt;br /&gt;(omg gotohell and weige please dont kill me. ): )&lt;br /&gt;i heard the behind part is veryvery nice.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. O:&lt;br /&gt;(aha i concluded that a young conductor makes things very funny. O:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;+++&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY!&lt;br /&gt;aha eds concert!&lt;br /&gt;my phone's siaooooo. ):&lt;br /&gt;i didnt recieve msgs and didnt realise i had 5 missed calls 'cause there was no notice or anything.&lt;br /&gt;i hate my phoneee. ._.&lt;br /&gt;all the msges and missed calls only appeared after i dropped it and restarted it again. /:&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt;supposed to meet jiaying and jiaolian at 1.&lt;br /&gt;jiaying reached at one,&lt;br /&gt;jiaolian left house at one&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at twelve thirty six. x:&lt;br /&gt;lalala. yknow what happened. /:&lt;br /&gt;cabbed to city hall mrt,&lt;br /&gt;jaywalked and some driver glared at me. O:&lt;br /&gt;jiaying and i desperately searched for candy empire while waiting for jiaolian to appear.&lt;br /&gt;sadly we didnt find it before jiaolian reached. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to toa payoh HDB hub. :D&lt;br /&gt;ate lunch at mac!&lt;br /&gt;(third consecutive day omg. D:)&lt;br /&gt;had mc spicy&lt;br /&gt;jiaolian asked me to control my exploding hormones. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;searched for the auditorium. /:&lt;br /&gt;jiaying has good sense of direction. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eds night started. :D&lt;br /&gt;didnt really see anyone i know. /:&lt;br /&gt;still dont know how the teachers got my class orders wrong. ):&lt;br /&gt;everyone was going for the night show /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayyy,&lt;br /&gt;it was goooood. :D&lt;br /&gt;its one of the best concert i guess. :D&lt;br /&gt;good job eds! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet angshuang and raey after the concert.&lt;br /&gt;jiaying &lt;s&gt;cheated on me &amp;amp;&lt;/s&gt; went to patoh with jamie.&lt;br /&gt;hmm went for dinner at bk with jiaolian and jiaying. (:&lt;br /&gt;(the 4985th fast food meal i had this week.)&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;angshuang darlingggg. &lt;br /&gt;well doneeeee. :D &lt;br /&gt;hahhaa congrats its overrrr. &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;+++&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAYYY!&lt;br /&gt;aha im supposed to be chionging lab report and LA artefact. ):&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt;darren called and commanded me to go to the library&lt;br /&gt;and it turned out that hongjie was the one who was speaking.&lt;br /&gt;mannnn.&lt;br /&gt;i cant recognize their "very mature voices"&lt;br /&gt;all of them sound so different. ._.&lt;br /&gt;i shall chiong lab report and see if they're still there.&lt;br /&gt;so long since i met all of them together anyway. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homework time. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-694540896181766011?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/694540896181766011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=694540896181766011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/694540896181766011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/694540896181766011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/05/feeling-too-lazy-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-3360970827722628857</id><published>2008-05-01T19:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T20:12:47.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last year's labour day:&lt;br /&gt;spiderman 3, isaac's gay sweater, gaying in long johns, tampines mall.&lt;br /&gt;this year's labour day:&lt;br /&gt;spiderman 3, angshuang's dirtied blanket, gaying in playgrounds, angshuang's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met rason at 1030 (yes he is trying to spoil my holiday) for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;he ate big breakfast + sausage mcmuffin + milo + one hashbrown.&lt;br /&gt;retarded.&lt;br /&gt;(jt, tell your fat friend that its time he tries to slim down please. O: )&lt;br /&gt;anyway thanks for paying for my hashbrown+milo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to angshuang's house!&lt;br /&gt;it was like 8 stops after my house. O:&lt;br /&gt;went to the pool and rason wet his pants. aha! x;&lt;br /&gt;playgrounddd.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt play the swing 'cause was wearing skirt. man. O:&lt;br /&gt;went to iecon [sp? D:]&lt;br /&gt;rason paid for everythinggg.&lt;br /&gt;i had lollipop! angshuang bought ice cream, he bought milk. -.-&lt;br /&gt;went over to the dvd rental store.&lt;br /&gt;rented spiderman 3. ahaaa. :D&lt;br /&gt;rason paid again. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to her houseee.&lt;br /&gt;watched spiderman 3, exactly 365 days after we watched it the first time. (:&lt;br /&gt;watched it on angshuang's computer 'cause the TV was taken.&lt;br /&gt;rason killed her pillow, bedsheets and stuff toys. O:&lt;br /&gt;i was zihighing throughout the movie. aha. :D&lt;br /&gt;(sadly, there wasnt any bird there for me to point at and go 'OMG A BIRD!') /:&lt;br /&gt;angshuang was trying to sleep on my shoulder,&lt;br /&gt;rason was constantly trying to piss me off by tickling me. ._.&lt;br /&gt;tried to sleep while watching angshuang play audition after the show.&lt;br /&gt;slacked till 530 while she audition-ed. /:&lt;br /&gt;took bus home with rason. we both got the same direct bus home. :D&lt;br /&gt;he had his usual fun trying to tease me about how short i am.&lt;br /&gt;whatever, he isnt even 170 yet. disgusting. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and watched one epi of House. :D&lt;br /&gt;starting on my formal letter! yay. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;labour days are so retarded. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;JIAYOU STRING ENSEMBLE. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha weige and yunen, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll be watching&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you two O:&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-3360970827722628857?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3360970827722628857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=3360970827722628857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/3360970827722628857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/3360970827722628857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-years-labour-day-spiderman-3.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-4002066585307727676</id><published>2008-04-30T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T00:36:15.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 minutes to labour day.&lt;br /&gt;let me just take this 3 minutes to reflect. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one year and seventeen days ago,&lt;br /&gt;it was isaac's retarded green ping pong ball story.&lt;br /&gt;the first time angshuang and i talked a lot in msn, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;one year and seventeen days from then,&lt;br /&gt;angshuang and i are best friends/les partners.&lt;br /&gt;(i dont know how grateful i am to isaac. O:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exactly one year ago,&lt;br /&gt;it was the PPPPR outing,&lt;br /&gt;the start of... everything and the end of.. something. /:&lt;br /&gt;aha im not going into details. -.-&lt;br /&gt;can just remember so vividly that i changed my specs that night, and everything happened. O:&lt;br /&gt;exactly one year from then...&lt;br /&gt;i look back now and wonder how fast one year past.&lt;br /&gt;just seemed to realise how much anyone can change in one year.&lt;br /&gt;it's labour day again.&lt;br /&gt;aha i swear its not gonna screw up again. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today! (or yesterday, rather)&lt;br /&gt;was tired and moody for no apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i yelled at anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science in lab!&lt;br /&gt;slacked with dionis. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math.&lt;br /&gt;mr tan scared me. ._.&lt;br /&gt;i was looking down &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(smsing. /:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when he said 'YES ZHENTING?'&lt;br /&gt;when i got so scared and looked up guiltily,&lt;br /&gt;he just asked me what was wrong with me today.&lt;br /&gt;(scared me lah i thought he was gonna scold me for admiring my phone screen)&lt;br /&gt;sorry i appeared to be bushuang with you,&lt;br /&gt;but dont take it personally 'cause i was just bushuang with everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess.&lt;br /&gt;popcorn chicken with the usual group. (:&lt;br /&gt;wuyue spilled peach tea on her skirt and went to borrow a really really short skirt. O:&lt;br /&gt;angshuang wasnt feeling well. didnt have our usual milo+fen. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog.&lt;br /&gt;aha got back test.&lt;br /&gt;yay she said i made improvements. :D&lt;br /&gt;im still gonna get a C for overall anyway. failed the first bloody test. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA.&lt;br /&gt;ala, some emo guy was sitting infront of me.&lt;br /&gt;ended up sleeping/emoing with TKAM.&lt;br /&gt;just sat there and stoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;fine lor. i dont wanna quarrel with you either. lets just dao each other for life 'cause apparently no one was at fault. how great. O:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese.&lt;br /&gt;stoned too.&lt;br /&gt;emo emo emo.&lt;br /&gt;he lao shi gave an inspiring talk.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. i started thinking a lot after that. ._.&lt;br /&gt;thanks pj for the textbook anyway&lt;br /&gt;sorry i drew on it. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch.&lt;br /&gt;forced everyone to stay back to clean the class and half the class just disappeared. -.-&lt;br /&gt;cant remember what i ate. O:&lt;br /&gt;went to the 2E/2F area.&lt;br /&gt;dionis got horny 'cause zhihao scratched/rubbed his chest. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bizlab.&lt;br /&gt;i conclude that shaun's slowness pisses people off. O:&lt;br /&gt;had briefing at 3.&lt;br /&gt;congrats BAM! (be a man. O:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;(confirm only 'cause wangcong's in that group thats why a lot people buy! x:)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joking okay.&lt;br /&gt;good job pearl jiaolian huijun etc. :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrtttt.&lt;br /&gt;with clar dionis jt jasmine angshuang and rason.&lt;br /&gt;was still emoing for no reason. -.-&lt;br /&gt;rason threw angshuang's phone. orhor. O:&lt;br /&gt;(unfair. last time angshuang helped me to hold my phone and she dropped her own, she screamed at me. rason threw her phone and nothing happened to him. i hate him. D: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shangyin.&lt;br /&gt;AHA SUCKED!&lt;br /&gt;was late for like 15 minutes. ._.&lt;br /&gt;3rd consecutive week i died for shangyin. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home,&lt;br /&gt;meet my jie,&lt;br /&gt;went to parkway to check my eyes. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently my eyes felt like it was popping out only 'cause i was damn stressed. O:&lt;br /&gt;aha so cool. /:&lt;br /&gt;my jin shi didnt go up at all, shan guang went up like 50 degrees for both eyes. ._.&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was okay until my jie told me that shan guang blinds people. /:&lt;br /&gt;she chose my new specs frameeee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to parkway to check for House Season 1 dvds.&lt;br /&gt;no stock everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;went to the popular area to get the vcd instead.&lt;br /&gt;now i owe her 75 bucks or smth. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and watched House until 11.57. O:&lt;br /&gt;(to think i promised my mum that i'll sleep at 11 /: )&lt;br /&gt;i need to sleeeep.&lt;br /&gt;(if i cant wake up tmr someone's gonna kill me 'cause i'll be late to buy his dear's present. O: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;reminiscing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-4002066585307727676?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4002066585307727676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=4002066585307727676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4002066585307727676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4002066585307727676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/3-minutes-to-labour-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-3697526960346371221</id><published>2008-04-29T18:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T19:12:42.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aha i've been very emo. O:&lt;br /&gt;getting back the test results really makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;esp. history, seriously. :D&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;JY JY!&lt;br /&gt;JIAYING JIAYOU! get well soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todayyy.&lt;br /&gt;went off to the canteen with jiaolian in the morning to buy coffee.&lt;br /&gt;decided that i didnt wanna drink 'cause i was very full. /:&lt;br /&gt;went back to class,&lt;br /&gt;the first thing angshuang said was&lt;br /&gt;'i want to buy millo'&lt;br /&gt;went down again, this time with darling and angshuang. /:&lt;br /&gt;went back to the parade ground to find jt.&lt;br /&gt;unfair, angshuang says rason's invited to xin ye. ):&lt;br /&gt;nevermind, better than that n level guy anyway. x:&lt;br /&gt;jt started whacking clar for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;scary. got sound one. O:&lt;br /&gt;i shall avoid jt darling from now on. /:&lt;br /&gt;(to think angshuang and i were still discussing about her innocent look with the holy light around her for orientation pic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to class!&lt;br /&gt;history. :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;the one tht i mugged for 3 days and 3 nights. O:&lt;br /&gt;i failed. 4/10&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even understand the question. wonderful. -.-&lt;br /&gt;aha nevermind. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;im most probably gonna get C or BORDERBORDERline B.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; liudeking, dont emo. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA.&lt;br /&gt;had some discussion on characters.&lt;br /&gt;spent the whole time staring at justin's eyelashes.&lt;br /&gt;its really damn long wth. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recessss.&lt;br /&gt;the usual people :D&lt;br /&gt;apparently dionis is gonna meet her n level guy with her dar jasmine. O:&lt;br /&gt;aha darling i hate you. never ask me and angshuang to go to protect you. ):&lt;br /&gt;walked behind the guys while talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me &amp;amp; angshuang: isaac! go meet the n level guys with her lehhhh! later she kena raped ):&lt;br /&gt;isaac: all the better.&lt;br /&gt;me &amp;amp; angshuang: eh walao if you dont go very scary one leh. go lah! go protect her!&lt;br /&gt;isaac: i think is the n level guy scared she rape him lor.&lt;br /&gt;aha isaac's mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had milo jia fen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jt became angshuang's darling too.&lt;br /&gt;so now...&lt;br /&gt;dionis is my darling&lt;br /&gt;dionis is angshuang's siaokuku&lt;br /&gt;dionis is jt's dear.&lt;br /&gt;jengteng is my darling,&lt;br /&gt;jengteng is angshuang's darling&lt;br /&gt;jengteng is dionis' dear.&lt;br /&gt;angshuang is my les partner&lt;br /&gt;angshuang is jt's darling&lt;br /&gt;angshuang is dionis' siaokuku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;(nooo wheres yunen)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOO BAD YUNEN, YOU DAO US! x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went off to collect ACC notes with angshuang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACC.&lt;br /&gt;fell asleep for the first period.&lt;br /&gt;woke up to play with jiaolian and yiming to keep myself awake. :D&lt;br /&gt;they threw things into my shirt. -.-&lt;br /&gt;spent the whole time 'ROAR'-ing them. O:&lt;br /&gt;aha at least it kept me awake for like fifteen minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATH.&lt;br /&gt;test paper.&lt;br /&gt;aha it sucked.&lt;br /&gt;4 marks worth of careless mistakes wth. /:&lt;br /&gt;mr tan didnt appear to be very happy with me. ._.&lt;br /&gt;the first thing justin said was 'SCREW YOU' when he received the paper. O:&lt;br /&gt;went through the paper and continued with circles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE.&lt;br /&gt;oh yay another paper came back.&lt;br /&gt;im actually quite happy that i didnt fail.&lt;br /&gt;the marks doesnt matter as long as i passed. :D&lt;br /&gt;justin's first words were 'fuck you' -.-&lt;br /&gt;vivian drew an 'ilu' on my hand. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after schooool.&lt;br /&gt;lunched with jiaolian and natasha. :D&lt;br /&gt;jiaolian had to go off for some talk in the lt,&lt;br /&gt;natasha had third lang,&lt;br /&gt;huijun already left for shang yin,&lt;br /&gt;pearl left 'cause her mum was fetching her or smth. /:&lt;br /&gt;alaaa.&lt;br /&gt;mrted with terence.&lt;br /&gt;went to white sands, tampines mall and century square with him to find his rubik's cube stickers while i kill time 'cause my shangyin started at 4.30.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, turned out i got the ben and jerry's free cone day wrong. fineee. x:&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was on the day of our bazaar. cheat feelings. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to shangyin,&lt;br /&gt;found pj's junior from 1G, who is also my future zheng junior outside the room.&lt;br /&gt;apparently she was late and didnt dare to go in or smth. ._.&lt;br /&gt;went in, cuilaoshi called her in and scolded her for being late for like a few hours. x;&lt;br /&gt;decided to give up my lesson slot for her.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt lian qin anyway. no point going for shangyin then.&lt;br /&gt;went home after wasting 5 minutes there with shuqi and jieyi. :D&lt;br /&gt;shuqi is retarded.&lt;br /&gt;she has been smiling the whole day 'cause her friend is pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;shenjingbing. ._.&lt;br /&gt;took bus 13 home with herrrr. :D&lt;br /&gt;she tried to break my teeth with her wonderful 'wonders of the lollipop' o.o&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i have retarded seniors. :D&lt;br /&gt;endured her crazy laughters until about 6. alighted from the bus and went home. :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chionging off to do my jianbao! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-3697526960346371221?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3697526960346371221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=3697526960346371221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/3697526960346371221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/3697526960346371221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/aha-ive-been-very-emo.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-7301021129901177913</id><published>2008-04-27T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T22:12:55.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to sleep. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todayyyy. :D&lt;br /&gt;met up with jiayi joey jolene for badminton in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;yayyyy jiayi is jealous of our class teeeeee. :D&lt;br /&gt;anyway the fornax class tee is nice.&lt;br /&gt;just cant imagine the guys / mr ng wearing it thats all. x;&lt;br /&gt;(actually i cant imagine our class guys in bright orange either. nevermind. O:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha laughed like crazy. :D&lt;br /&gt;how long has it been since i touched the racket. /:&lt;br /&gt;jiayi and jo were both from the cca before. unfair. D:&lt;br /&gt;suddenly jasmine (darling's dar. O:), kimberly yiren and mark appeared.&lt;br /&gt;standing beside jasmine scares/stresses me. O:&lt;br /&gt;couldnt even serve properly. scary. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left for parkway to buy drink. :D&lt;br /&gt;walked around parkway in search of CJ7 toy for boon. O:&lt;br /&gt;sorry boon, i couldnt find any to pay my emo fines. /:&lt;br /&gt;jiayi and joey left.&lt;br /&gt;jo and i went to meet boon in parkway.&lt;br /&gt;went to the arcade for fun. O:&lt;br /&gt;(which reminds me. someone stole my timezone card.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, went over to mac to study after that.&lt;br /&gt;jo and i poured chilli into ketchup into curry sauce into coke.&lt;br /&gt;added sugar after that and there was chemical reaction. O:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha so cool. x:&lt;br /&gt;jo left after awhile. /:&lt;br /&gt;boon and i finished an upsized chicken mc nuggets meal plus large fries and still felt hungry. O:&lt;br /&gt;she started doing her french hw that i couldnt help her with,&lt;br /&gt;and i simple doodled on my paper and told her about how sucky life is. /:&lt;br /&gt;conclusion: i didnt do anything for 3 whole hours. x;&lt;br /&gt;went to popular to get lollipops and a scrap book before going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;havent started on jianbao. very good. O:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-7301021129901177913?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7301021129901177913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=7301021129901177913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/7301021129901177913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/7301021129901177913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-want-to-sleep_27.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-4526650305418815286</id><published>2008-04-26T19:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T22:09:24.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BIZLAB IS FINALLY O-V-E-R.&lt;br /&gt;i want to sleeeeeeep. ):&lt;br /&gt;slept damn late last night 'cause justin lectured me and i emo-ed for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;roar. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7, met up with jiaqi @ eunos! :D&lt;br /&gt;was aching all over 'cause of 5 items. ._.&lt;br /&gt;mrt-ed to buona vista to meet jiaying jiamin jiaolian and soph.&lt;br /&gt;decided to wait for wuyue so they left first.&lt;br /&gt;cabbed to holland v 'cause i have no idea how to go there. /:&lt;br /&gt;reached and got shocked.&lt;br /&gt;the place is just some random area.&lt;br /&gt;might as well go to the area below my house to sell. -.-&lt;br /&gt;so disappointing. roar. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day started off bad.&lt;br /&gt;i went to give out flyers with jiamin and came back like 3 minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;the people either dao us or dao us. D:&lt;br /&gt;tried to smile sweetly but to no avail. -.-&lt;br /&gt;siao if they expected us to smile like that for 9 hours i'll die. D:&lt;br /&gt;how am i supposed to smile when they dao us.&lt;br /&gt;hurting. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bazaar started at 10,&lt;br /&gt;gave out flyers.&lt;br /&gt;rason kept stealing my balloon until jt scolded him. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;(aha too bad.)&lt;br /&gt;got kind of bored and sick of it at 12,&lt;br /&gt;went back to the stall to slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to go over to cold storage to buy ice cream and drinks. :D&lt;br /&gt;met jt rason dionis clar enya and nicolette there.&lt;br /&gt;bought ferrero rocher :D&lt;br /&gt;gave them out to my own group (wangqi yiming wanki gavin jiaying jiamin)&lt;br /&gt;realised i had so many extra,&lt;br /&gt;started giving them out. ._.&lt;br /&gt;went to 2A, everyone thought i was selling the chocolates D:&lt;br /&gt;went to 2B, everyone thought i was selling them again. ._.&lt;br /&gt;went to 2C, yay no one accused me of selling it. :D&lt;br /&gt;(at that time) i wasnt so despo for money (yet) lor. /: (x:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yulong and darryl came and left the stall.&lt;br /&gt;(lousy cca mate. same instrument somemore. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;they're basically the meanest people in the world.&lt;br /&gt;darryl, you dont even have the rights to bully people like me or jiaying lor.&lt;br /&gt;you're tall, but still so short compared to yulong. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. after awhile tian wei pj and yiqi kept coming to sell their stuff. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yiqi, although&lt;u&gt; i hate you&lt;/u&gt; very much,&lt;br /&gt;i learnt to be &lt;em&gt;appreciative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;thank you for buying the bear from tian wei for me. ._. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;(maybe if it wasnt you who bought it i would have liked the bear x:) &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second shift!&lt;br /&gt;jiamin left, wan ki came.&lt;br /&gt;usual advertising &amp;amp; emoing 'cause everyone dao us. ._.&lt;br /&gt;went back to the stall to slack again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yulong suddenly came to the stall and said&lt;br /&gt;'make me a bra out of the balloons and i'll pay you 3 bucks'&lt;br /&gt;like wtf lah. ._.&lt;br /&gt;yiming decided to make it only for the money and then yulong kept complaining about it.&lt;br /&gt;in the end he paid 2 bucks and made it himself.&lt;br /&gt;disgusting. D:&lt;br /&gt;then yulong and nigel started playing with their balloon bras.&lt;br /&gt;crazy people. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after awhile we got bored and went to give out tissue to every stall.&lt;br /&gt;everyone probably thought we were crazy. yay. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yanzhou came awhile after that.&lt;br /&gt;yiming was damn damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;me: omg yanzhou helloooooo!&lt;br /&gt;yiming: -turns around- OMG WHO IS THAT. SO CUTE!!&lt;br /&gt;yanzhou: o.o -run away-&lt;br /&gt;me: wth?! ._.&lt;br /&gt;-pulls his sleeves to ask him to come back-&lt;br /&gt;yanzhou: DONT WANT YOUR FRIEND SO DAMN SCARY!&lt;br /&gt;me: walao! she didnt mean ittt. ):&lt;br /&gt;yanzhou: noooo i really dont want go back! i go find pj. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after awhile yz came back with pj.&lt;br /&gt;yz: -hides behind pj- eh what you want me to do?&lt;br /&gt;me: buy lah!&lt;br /&gt;yz: dont want! shes there! D:&lt;br /&gt;yiming: fine i go away! -emo at a corner-&lt;br /&gt;yz: yay okay. -comes out behind pj- so what you want me to buy?&lt;br /&gt;pj: DONT BUY ANYTHING! LOOK AT THIS! RICE CRISIS SHE STILL GO WASTE PRICE. AND I TELL YOU AH-&lt;br /&gt;me: wth pj go away.&lt;br /&gt;yz: NOOO IF HE GO AWAY I GO AWAY ALSO! -points to yiming-&lt;br /&gt;yiming: -bushuang- WALAO I ALSO NEVER RAPE YOU WANT YOU WANT ME TO DO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha and its not like hes some small boy who is very cute.&lt;br /&gt;hes taller than me and very scary when hes vulgar. -.-&lt;br /&gt;(weige said he just gave the finger and walked off ._.)&lt;br /&gt;aha thank you yanzhou for the heart thing from weige's booth anyway. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fast forward,&lt;br /&gt;clearance sale @ around 4.&lt;br /&gt;really slashed the price of all the products.&lt;br /&gt;started packing up at 5 when everything became free. -.-&lt;br /&gt;thank you weige, for emptying the heart thingthing onto my hand. ._.&lt;br /&gt;there was 15 in all. you could have earned $1.50. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yulong, damn you! D:&lt;br /&gt;wth was with the bug lah! ):&lt;br /&gt;if it was real i would have cried. -.-&lt;br /&gt;ah i hate you. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home with jiaying after being damn tired. D:&lt;br /&gt;gave jiaying the flowers i bought from tianwei. hahah. (:&lt;br /&gt;i love you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;the many thanks :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the teachers &amp;amp; vendors,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for coming down to support!&lt;br /&gt;i know the students from every stall robbed you off your riches.&lt;br /&gt;like mrs wong, who spent over 70 bucks. O:&lt;br /&gt;thank you teachers. :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(&amp;amp; thank you mr tan for making me want to kill you. /: )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friends and relatives! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe justin went for the bazaar for almost as long as i did.&lt;br /&gt;(although most of the time he was just playing -.-)&lt;br /&gt;thank you for helping out at ahgong's group. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; basically... &lt;strong&gt;everyone @ the bazaar. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha i missed you today angshuang &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-4526650305418815286?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4526650305418815286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=4526650305418815286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4526650305418815286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4526650305418815286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/bizlab-is-finally-o-v-e-r.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-389125289944608733</id><published>2008-04-25T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T22:57:13.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>even more emo day. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dionis was pissed in the morning 'cause of some girl who cut her queue for the sub bus and stole the last window seat. ):&lt;br /&gt;started stretching and prepared for sit and reach, the suckiest item ever. D:&lt;br /&gt;went to meet xizi with all the zhengers at 7.50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE.&lt;br /&gt;aha i forgot to bring my PE shirt down. ._.&lt;br /&gt;went back up to class and found wangcong jiaqi and wuyue in class too.&lt;br /&gt;wuyue, im damn proud of your boldness for giving such excuse for not taking PE. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 items started.&lt;br /&gt;sucky. D:&lt;br /&gt;went around with wan ki, dionis, natasha, pearl and sophin. :D&lt;br /&gt;stayed with dionis the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first was sit ups!&lt;br /&gt;partnered angshuang and she did first.&lt;br /&gt;the teacher kept shouting at me to&lt;br /&gt;'TELL HER DONT (smthsmth that i didnt really understand)'&lt;br /&gt;shenjingbing.&lt;br /&gt;i really have no idea what he was talking about lah. D:&lt;br /&gt;my turnnn.&lt;br /&gt;mock: 50&lt;br /&gt;actual: 50.&lt;br /&gt;chionged at the last few seconds.&lt;br /&gt;didnt wanna stop at 48 'cause i dont really like that number. O:&lt;br /&gt;(i dont know why either. ._.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second station, sit and reach. /:&lt;br /&gt;mock: 38&lt;br /&gt;actual: 47&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;br /&gt;omg stretching every morning with dionis works! x:&lt;br /&gt;but sit and reach still sucks anyway. ):&lt;br /&gt;darling started emoing after that.&lt;br /&gt;see, thats the bad thing about being tall 'cause you have long legs.&lt;br /&gt;she can stretch beyond your feet,&lt;br /&gt;just that her legs are so damn long, then cannot hit 40. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third, inclined pull ups.&lt;br /&gt;SUCKS! DDDDDDD:&lt;br /&gt;wtf i hate it lah.&lt;br /&gt;mr yap kept telling us we have to smile while pulling the damn bar. ._.&lt;br /&gt;missed one to A.&lt;br /&gt;ONE! D:&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to cry lah. D:&lt;br /&gt;started emoing after that. /:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; anyway, good job pearl. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourth, standing board jump.&lt;br /&gt;i think i did better last year /:&lt;br /&gt;got 192, which was a E for the guys. ._.&lt;br /&gt;darling's shoe no grip,&lt;br /&gt;she kept sliding after the jump, then the teacher dont want count. ._.&lt;br /&gt;she could have hit 195. /:&lt;br /&gt;and the mean teacher refused to let pearl rejump. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fifth and lasttt,&lt;br /&gt;shuttle run!&lt;br /&gt;mr siva niao-ed us. D:&lt;br /&gt;'WOW HOW INNOVATIVE AND ENTERPRISING! WHO ALLOWED YOU ALL TO TAKE OFF YOUR SHOES?'&lt;br /&gt;dionis ran with wanki before me.&lt;br /&gt;mr siva niao her. -.-&lt;br /&gt;-dionis chiongs and comes back with the first block-&lt;br /&gt;mr siva: OMG WHY SHE SO FIERCE ONE?! badminton one right?!&lt;br /&gt;-dionis chiongs back with the second block-&lt;br /&gt;mr siva: WOW WHAT A NICE JUMP! YOU THINK YOU'RE A BALLERINA?&lt;br /&gt;shenjingbing. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ran with natasha,&lt;br /&gt;couldnt see her at all cause i was staring at the blocks. /:&lt;br /&gt;10.5s, &lt;br /&gt;improved by 0.8 seconds since last year without doing anything but growing fat. O:&lt;br /&gt;mr siva asked for my cca.&lt;br /&gt;thanks but no thanks.&lt;br /&gt;no cca transfers. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love zheng &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;(&amp;amp; please, wth was 'waste of talent' supposed to mean. dont make it sound like zheng its useless can. wtf. -.- ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo-ed over my inclined for the whole recess. /:&lt;br /&gt;stole rason's fries and he popped out of nowhere to get back at me and angshuang. -.-&lt;br /&gt;didnt even finish half my milo+fen. ):&lt;br /&gt;emo emo emo. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog.&lt;br /&gt;died. my brain was dead. -.-&lt;br /&gt;aha im gonna fail geog again. ._.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, JIAYING! ITS OVER! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;its the last day we have to sleep lateeeee.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaa i need sleep. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three periods of chinese.&lt;br /&gt;was pretty energetic for the first 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;next 15 minutes, was almost falling asleep,&lt;br /&gt;fell asleep for awhile in the next period,&lt;br /&gt;and became energetic again in the last 15 mins.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;he lao shi hinted that i failed chinese.&lt;br /&gt;very good. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after chineseee.&lt;br /&gt;chionged off to ngee annn!&lt;br /&gt;helped out in SYF.&lt;br /&gt;with caroline [sp? ._.], belle ann, boonhui, jo. :D&lt;br /&gt;went to RP in the bus with all the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;they looked like soldiers. O:&lt;br /&gt;talked to mr goh on the bus ride.&lt;br /&gt;aha i havent seen mr teo in a long long time. o.o&lt;br /&gt;mr goh fell asleep after awhile,&lt;br /&gt;boon jo and i started sharing racist jokes. hahahah! :D&lt;br /&gt;laughed like crazyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, memories flooded back. &lt;br /&gt;the SYF two years back was so... yesterday. /:&lt;br /&gt;all the craziest things we did together.. D:&lt;br /&gt;i miss all of them. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached Republic Polytechnic. &lt;br /&gt;their school is like damn nice O:&lt;br /&gt;carried the percussion instruments and i dropped one. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYF. &lt;br /&gt;got up the stage,&lt;br /&gt;helped them arrange the percussion stuff and check if the zhengs are shaky. &lt;br /&gt;went down the stage, watched them play.&lt;br /&gt;crossed my fingers so hard that they were red. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cried after they got down the stage.&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt... er. yeah. x:&lt;br /&gt;i mean..&lt;br /&gt;Ngee Ann SYF really means a lot a lot a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;1998, 2002, gold (there wasnt any gold with honour award back then)&lt;br /&gt;2004, we got the best in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;2006, we got gold with honours.&lt;br /&gt;after hearing what they play&lt;br /&gt;seriously,&lt;br /&gt;we all knew where they stood. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;criedddd.&lt;br /&gt;went to emo while waiting for results in the theatre.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly spotted chen lao shi.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE OMG TWO YEARS NEVER SEE HER ALREADY CAN.&lt;br /&gt;AND I THOUGHT SHE MIGRATED OR SMTH!&lt;br /&gt;I MISSED HER! ):&lt;br /&gt;seriously,&lt;br /&gt;its like. out of all the emoness, chenlaoshi appears.&lt;br /&gt;more memories flooded back. ._. &lt;br /&gt;her zhu ba jie rubbish..&lt;br /&gt;and.. everything.&lt;br /&gt;my gosh i feel like crying again thinking about it. D:&lt;br /&gt;what a reflective day. ._.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, shes damn different now.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its shes the same.&lt;br /&gt;but the feeling's just.. different.&lt;br /&gt;lalala i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went back to sit with the ngeeonions again.&lt;br /&gt;jo and i were just getting frustrated 'cause we couldnt find out why it was the same, yet different. &lt;br /&gt;decided to give up and waited for the results quietly. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results came out after like half an hour of emo-ing.&lt;br /&gt;the first 30+ schools had a million bronzes, a few silver and like 3 golds, one gwh.&lt;br /&gt;caroline, belle, me, boon and jo were all squeezing our hands tighter as we waited for 'ngee ann primary' to sound the theatre. /:&lt;br /&gt;finally, they announced gold and i cried again. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats kong hwa and red swas. the only two gold with honours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to school,&lt;br /&gt;all of us actually went into a guy's toilet. :D&lt;br /&gt;there was no one in the school anyway.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha so retarded. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home at around 7. &lt;br /&gt;im so gonna miss boon belle and caroline. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; seriously, MISUNDERSTANDING! D:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-389125289944608733?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/389125289944608733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=389125289944608733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/389125289944608733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/389125289944608733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/even-more-emo-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-4862931005428694096</id><published>2008-04-24T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T18:49:07.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>emo day. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broke my promise to jiaying and slept at one last night. x:&lt;br /&gt;(eh but she cheated me too. x:)&lt;br /&gt;we promised each other that we'll both sleep at 11 yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;at 11 we both went 'okay i go and sleep already. NIGHTS!'&lt;br /&gt;turned out we were both just appearing offline together. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiaying is scary lah&lt;br /&gt;she really called my house phone just to check if im still awake. O:&lt;br /&gt;i told my jie to lie for me. aha too bad. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today!&lt;br /&gt;liudeking was emoing&lt;br /&gt;no matter what i told her she just stayed quiet and continued reading TKAM. ):&lt;br /&gt;cheer up king, even though i dont even know why you're emoing. ):&lt;br /&gt;i love you so dont emo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA.&lt;br /&gt;symbolism. O:&lt;br /&gt;aha i want a white rose. :D&lt;br /&gt;roses are &lt;s&gt;t&lt;/s&gt;horny. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science.&lt;br /&gt;the classroom became such a romantic setting when the lights were off.&lt;br /&gt;aha rainy days are such love :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess.&lt;br /&gt;aha toby and yunen were so cute! :D&lt;br /&gt;-toby walks pass yunen-&lt;br /&gt;toby: hello&lt;br /&gt;yunen: -dao-&lt;br /&gt;toby: OMG SHE DAO ME. SHE DAO ME! ): -walks away-&lt;br /&gt;angshuang: NO TOBY COME BACK AND TELL HER HELLO&lt;br /&gt;-toby walks back-&lt;br /&gt;yunen: what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;toby: OMG SHE ASK ME GO TO HELL. SHE ASK ME GO TO HELL! D:&lt;br /&gt;jt: at least she didnt dao you mah. :D&lt;br /&gt;all of us: ya lor ya lor.&lt;br /&gt;yunen: -comes out of classroom- I SAID WHAT THE HELL! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then toby walked away in a really weird way.&lt;br /&gt;angshuang imitated him. O:&lt;br /&gt;jt: OMG YOU LOOK LIKE YOU'RE GETTING BLOWN AWAY BY THE WIND LAH!&lt;br /&gt;all of us: -laughs like crazy and agreed-&lt;br /&gt;angshuang: WHAT?! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math + PC.&lt;br /&gt;played some weird touch-the-watch-and-switch-places-game.&lt;br /&gt;justin was high. yay. :D&lt;br /&gt;mr tan got to know about my wangcong obsession. O:&lt;br /&gt;wangcong said he'll rather sit with me than huiting.&lt;br /&gt;so angshuang went to tell mr tan that in the new seating arrangements i must sit with wangcong.&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debrief,&lt;br /&gt;mr tan,&lt;br /&gt;stop considering yourself as very poor cause you have an awesome sound system at home. -.- &lt;span style="font-size:40%;"&gt;and once again, EVEN FISHMONGER CAN OWN 2 MERCEDES SO STOP NIAOING ME ABOUT IT. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;computer!&lt;br /&gt;aha blogging thingthing. O:&lt;br /&gt;all the guys were getting damn high.&lt;br /&gt;and isaac was going on about 'the undying pain of mine' and slitting wrists. AHA. x:&lt;br /&gt;so what did i learn from the course?&lt;br /&gt;jasper is a pervert. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school.&lt;br /&gt;realised that i have no idea of what time to meet ms tang.&lt;br /&gt;started emoing. D:&lt;br /&gt;jiaolian crew left school for lunch,&lt;br /&gt;angshuang abandoned me for her dar.&lt;br /&gt;and thus i was left alone and got even more emo.&lt;br /&gt;its the like. 1st or 2nd time i ever walked around the school alone. ._.&lt;br /&gt;and i couldnt tahan the loneliness. D:&lt;br /&gt;walked from staff room 2 to 1C and back again ALONE for like 5 times to find miss tang.&lt;br /&gt;decided to give up and go to the canteen for darling and darling (jt and dionis. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to look for her again after like 5 minutes. -.-&lt;br /&gt;spotted mr tan and melvin,&lt;br /&gt;complained about not being able to find ms tang.&lt;br /&gt;he lao shi walked pass and told me she was around 1J there.&lt;br /&gt;xie xie lao shi! &lt;br /&gt;gan ji bu jin. :D &lt;br /&gt;turned out ms tang was still having lessons,&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to emo with mr tan while melvin did his math test.&lt;br /&gt;MR TAN SAID HE MIGHT PUT WANGCONG WITH ME FOR THE NEW SEATING PLAN!&lt;br /&gt;i didnt expect him to take the 'i want to marry him' thing so seriously lah omg. O:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha. &lt;em&gt;yay&lt;/em&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met ms tang at around 2.10 after getting suaned by mr tan for my height&lt;br /&gt;(eh seriously lor i didnt even see the mask selamat thing on the board.&lt;br /&gt;why do you think im lying everytime im speaking the truth. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;ended around 2.30.&lt;br /&gt;mrt-ed home with my mama terence. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;dont think im gonna chiong geog. o.o&lt;br /&gt;shall sleep early today. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-4862931005428694096?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4862931005428694096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=4862931005428694096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4862931005428694096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4862931005428694096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/emo-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-6424982900947149943</id><published>2008-04-23T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T21:57:33.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to sleep. D:&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe im alive after being sleep deprived for one week. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt blog yesterday cause i was mugging my ass off for math. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;cant rememebr what happened except after school. &lt;br /&gt;thank you terence for staying back to teach me math. O:&lt;br /&gt;sorry i chionged off for zheng without telling you. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first period, ACC test.&lt;br /&gt;i read the questions and laughed. &lt;br /&gt;didnt know how to read most of the words. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third period, malay test&lt;br /&gt;hahaha so retarded.&lt;br /&gt;im aiming for 2/30 to pass my overall malay. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four period, recess, mug for math.&lt;br /&gt;was struggling at some factorization question.&lt;br /&gt;i still cant do factorization. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fifth period, math test.&lt;br /&gt;sucked. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seventh period, geog, rice crisis? &lt;br /&gt;my liudeking was emoing over her question7. ):&lt;br /&gt;viviaaaan, dont emo lah!&lt;br /&gt;at least its OVER. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nineth period, history presentation @ com lab.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow presented.&lt;br /&gt;left my phone on the table and dionis read my msges.&lt;br /&gt;she was msging the n level guy! ):&lt;br /&gt;ahhh i hate him. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch!&lt;br /&gt;thank you uh.. i dont know who. for the oyako don. x:&lt;br /&gt;sat with rason sean and zhihao with dionis jt and angshuang to be dian deng pao. /:&lt;br /&gt;dionis screamed at us and fought with me cause of that n level guy.&lt;br /&gt;darling, i dont love you anymore. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bizlab.&lt;br /&gt;usual slacking.&lt;br /&gt;mr yap asked me 'i dont get it. why do all of you wear ankle socks?' &lt;br /&gt;then he went on and on about teenagers not having their own views on anything.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;the bad thing about being a chairperson.&lt;br /&gt;all the teachers will think you're really sensible. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrt-ed with terence and angshuang.&lt;br /&gt;bus-ed with aeri.&lt;br /&gt;came home, bathe and slept till 8.&lt;br /&gt;currently: doing LA artefact /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-6424982900947149943?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6424982900947149943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=6424982900947149943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/6424982900947149943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/6424982900947149943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-want-to-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-4449200382675065796</id><published>2008-04-21T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:16:24.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aha. &lt;br /&gt;after one whole day of emoing yesterday... O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you justin for cheering me up yesterday unintentionally. :D&lt;br /&gt;your msg really made me laugh. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; thanks a lot terence, for being so retarded. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept pretty early yesterday. at like one or smth.&lt;br /&gt;my dear jiaying cheated me and slept at three. ROAR D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha today is just one of the days i nearly exploded in class. &lt;br /&gt;but yeah, i didnt, thank God. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day started off with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science!&lt;br /&gt;DNA yay. :D&lt;br /&gt;its the first bio topic that isnt disgusting. O:&lt;br /&gt;found out that theres actually people who are named oxygen and hydrogen. &lt;br /&gt;hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;oxide pang! :D&lt;br /&gt;laughed like mad woman with vivian in the middle of the class. xD&lt;br /&gt;started on ecology, which sounded boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA!&lt;br /&gt;discussion. &lt;br /&gt;when we got back to our seats we had some conflict discussion&lt;br /&gt;so when i proudly announced that i knew what TMNT was,&lt;br /&gt;i figured out that i lost my voice. -.-&lt;br /&gt;huijun, stop being jealous of my very sweet voice. hahaha. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess!&lt;br /&gt;omg i exploded at dionis about her NASS n level guy.&lt;br /&gt;jt and yunen kept laughing at my ji dong-ness. /:&lt;br /&gt;yes im still gonna continue if you dont listen. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assembly!&lt;br /&gt;haihua and i failed messing each other's hair. aww. O:&lt;br /&gt;aha i went on lecturing dionis. yay. :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp; do you realise that you shouted out 'THEN WHY &lt;u&gt;DID&lt;/u&gt; YOU LIKE __' so damn loudly. -.-&lt;br /&gt;malu but nevermind. you're my darling. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got some letter regarding level camp.&lt;br /&gt;i asked the level camp head if we're still splitting class and she said&lt;br /&gt;'we split the classes and everything already'&lt;br /&gt;omg i cant wait to see the list. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(theres only one person that i really dont want to end up with &amp; his name starts with y. O: if i get that person i think i'll inject dengue fever in me so i dont have to attend camp. really. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math.&lt;br /&gt;i suck at speed. O:&lt;br /&gt;test on wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;i have two more days to live.&lt;br /&gt;'before i die.. i just want to tell you that i love you. O:'&lt;br /&gt;hahaha my dear king &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese.&lt;br /&gt;i shall pretend to know what she was talking about O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zheng!&lt;br /&gt;continued gu xiang with yirong. &lt;br /&gt;darryl gets to teach her this friday cause im going for SYF. O:&lt;br /&gt;darryl, dont luan luan lai okay.&lt;br /&gt;yes i know you hate me for saying that infront of cui lao shi. hahahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i already told yirong to be wary of you. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home with jolene stella liying charlene shuqi and mingquan. &lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;reached home at like 8. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired (of everything) O:&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-4449200382675065796?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4449200382675065796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=4449200382675065796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4449200382675065796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4449200382675065796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/aha.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-6114341657090590554</id><published>2008-04-20T15:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T15:49:51.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAY simply sucks.&lt;br /&gt;off to do homework before my brain goes haywire again.&lt;br /&gt;lalala. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:1%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;'you'relosingher'fuckyoufortellingmethetruth,butyeah,iknowyou'rerightafterall.thanksforputtingitstraightintomyfaceandforcingmetothinkaoutit.butno,imstillnotgonnastepoutofthedenialzone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye, world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-6114341657090590554?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6114341657090590554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=6114341657090590554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/6114341657090590554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/6114341657090590554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/yourelosingherfuckyoufortellingmethetru.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-9122888830475517442</id><published>2008-04-19T20:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T21:02:18.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;omg&lt;strong&gt; yay&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;im going for &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;floral arrangement&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been anticipating for such an &lt;em&gt;interesting&lt;/em&gt; course!&lt;br /&gt;omg i cant wait for the electives thing to start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;my fever went down by like 6 degrees since yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;yay miracle pill. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY!&lt;br /&gt;i slept at 4am. wowww.&lt;br /&gt;walking in the rain in the morning doesnt really help. ._.&lt;br /&gt;was feeling sick since the morning.&lt;br /&gt;went to get coffee with jiaying in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;i concluded that coffee works for the first few days.&lt;br /&gt;after that it doesnt work at all. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PC.&lt;br /&gt;congrats justin and yiming,&lt;br /&gt;you're awarded the 'what-the-hell-you-did-LSP-homework-award'&lt;br /&gt;dionis.&lt;br /&gt;you're a total scammer la. ._.&lt;br /&gt;before we left the class you were still saying&lt;br /&gt;'eh i very guai leh! i got do you know?! i got do leh!'&lt;br /&gt;'what got do? three slides only..'&lt;br /&gt;'eh but i spent alot of time typing leh!'&lt;br /&gt;so for a split second i felt so proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;when its your turn for presenting,&lt;br /&gt;you said a grand total of 2 words,&lt;br /&gt;and even better&lt;br /&gt;slide 1: BREAD COMPARISON&lt;br /&gt;slide 2: FOOD LABELS&lt;br /&gt;slide 3: OUR CONCLUSION IS ____ BRAND BREAD IS HEALTHIER.&lt;br /&gt;wth lah!&lt;br /&gt;really, i felt so damn cheated. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog for 15 mins.&lt;br /&gt;i actually did my work!&lt;br /&gt;O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math.&lt;br /&gt;yes! im going to fail. /:&lt;br /&gt;gonna look for him on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i cant believe i passed the pythagoras test. yay. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malay.&lt;br /&gt;was frantically reading through my notes&lt;br /&gt;felt so damn weak.&lt;br /&gt;fever+stress sucks. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; OMG SHE FORGOT ABOUT &lt;em&gt;IT&lt;/em&gt;! yay. (:&lt;br /&gt;(dont ask me what. x:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess!&lt;br /&gt;study study study. D:&lt;br /&gt;was discussing with jt about how we hard it is to label the side view of the female reproductive organs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt remember anything that i studied.&lt;br /&gt;and wth the side view of the female organs came out.&lt;br /&gt;UNFAIR!&lt;br /&gt;eh if you gave me the male one i still can label lah.&lt;br /&gt;THE FEMALE ONE I REALLY DONT KNOW WHAAAT. ):&lt;br /&gt;(dont say i sound biantai, its SCIENCE -.- )&lt;br /&gt;thank you jiaying.&lt;br /&gt;for all the encouragements and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;ILU! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;after the test i just felt so relieved.&lt;br /&gt;its over!&lt;br /&gt;even if i flunked it or not,&lt;br /&gt;its OVERRR. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after schooool.&lt;br /&gt;went over to melissa's class,&lt;br /&gt;discussed about the chinese test.&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly huang tao yelled&lt;br /&gt;NI BU SHI ENIVE DE, GET OUT!&lt;br /&gt;then i got so scared and left the class,&lt;br /&gt;stood at the window there and whispered to melissa 'no wth he scares me. ):'&lt;br /&gt;and he came out of the class with a broom. ):&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;i got so scared that i forced melissa to come out of the class with me. ._.&lt;br /&gt;eh i didnt do anything wrong lor. ):&lt;br /&gt;i'll never go into or stand outside enive again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never.&lt;/strong&gt; D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taught yirong gu xiang after we finished lunch.&lt;br /&gt;shes so damn cute. cute! cute! cute! :D&lt;br /&gt;i wont mind being her stella next time. yay. x:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; thank you pj, for the milo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhenggggg.&lt;br /&gt;wye inn and her johnny depppp.&lt;br /&gt;we went to a classroom with a huge johnny depp photo and she kept staring at it. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/SAns8Uq3kVI/AAAAAAAAAbk/AUn8OMu_EAo/s1600-h/DSC02617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/SAns8Uq3kVI/AAAAAAAAAbk/AUn8OMu_EAo/s320/DSC02617.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190940566606025042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY. :D&lt;br /&gt;basically slacked the whole day. ._.&lt;br /&gt;off to do portfolio and the artefact thing. /:&lt;br /&gt;math and geog next weeeeek. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-9122888830475517442?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/9122888830475517442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=9122888830475517442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/9122888830475517442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/9122888830475517442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/omg-yay-im-going-for-floral-arrangement.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/SAns8Uq3kVI/AAAAAAAAAbk/AUn8OMu_EAo/s72-c/DSC02617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-1688390085363012001</id><published>2008-04-17T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T23:25:30.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im not tired anymore. O:&lt;br /&gt;i slept for four hours, read notes when i woke up at 8, fell asleep until about 10.&lt;br /&gt;feel so energetic now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coffee betrayed me. it didnt really work anymore. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; humina worked again during flagraising. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history! @ computer lab.&lt;br /&gt;researched on farquhar w/ wanki and darling.&lt;br /&gt;darling was navigating through the pages on rakion the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music!&lt;br /&gt;eee the teacher bad mood today. ):&lt;br /&gt;yay i got to play the small drum thing.&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS DARLINGGGG!&lt;br /&gt;you got the drums thing right for the FIRST time. :D&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. x:&lt;br /&gt;jiaying was being really really really cute. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(besides the fact that she cheated on me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was asleep, but her hands were holding the instrument and anyhow moving. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA!&lt;br /&gt;discussion.&lt;br /&gt;yay its the first time its like. alive. (:&lt;br /&gt;goes to show that yunen is a good director. :D&lt;br /&gt;'i have a dream O:' - martin LIUDEKING! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;hahah my dear king vivian made her speech. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess!&lt;br /&gt;usual grouppp. :D&lt;br /&gt;milo-ed and waited for potato wedges until 11.15,&lt;br /&gt;chionged back to class.&lt;br /&gt;was kind of feeling guilty cause afterall im the chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;(and angshuang's the chinese rep, so she should be guilty too. x:)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started thinking of excuses to tell he lao shi when we got back to class.&lt;br /&gt;turned out we were late, just not later than her. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE!&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep like four times and therefore have no idea what she was talking about. /:&lt;br /&gt;was eating potato wedges infront of her. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog.&lt;br /&gt;agriculture park and blah.&lt;br /&gt;had open book mock test.&lt;br /&gt;ha im so proud of myself for not flipping the file at all. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school,&lt;br /&gt;alina/jiaolian, thankyou, now i have a phobia of teriyaki chicken and oreo bai. ._.&lt;br /&gt;there was bird shit on the table,&lt;br /&gt;amanda threw a piece of teriyaki chicken over it,&lt;br /&gt;alina when to mash the shit with the chicken&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i nearly vomitted.&lt;br /&gt;like wth lah. ._.&lt;br /&gt;damn disgusting. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for the bus for like half an hour,&lt;br /&gt;got four mosquito bites wth. D:&lt;br /&gt;mrt-ed to paya, took bus, fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;missed my stop and decided to walk back&lt;br /&gt;took fifteen minutes, got two more mosquito bites. ._.&lt;br /&gt;went home and slept. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna mug science till tmr morning.&lt;br /&gt;im trying not to flunk the third test like how i did for the previous two. /:&lt;br /&gt;jiayou to all. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-1688390085363012001?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1688390085363012001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=1688390085363012001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/1688390085363012001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/1688390085363012001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-not-tired-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-7409537302137482311</id><published>2008-04-16T18:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T19:10:11.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man why is everything making me miss ngee ann. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;bought coffee in the morning&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the first time i ever tried coffee, it really keeps me more awake.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. im gonna sleep late and drink coffee every morning. :D&lt;br /&gt;bought it for jiaolian too, since the last thing she said to me last night was&lt;br /&gt;'tmr must buy coffee le. MEP is blahblahblahblah' x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;jiaolian, i know you feel honoured&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha joking&lt;br /&gt;(man im picking up your egoness. D:)&lt;br /&gt;yep, you're welcome. i love you. :D&lt;br /&gt;drank the coffee in class while studying cheng yu.&lt;br /&gt;i realised my drinking speed is like. at least 10 times slower than angshuang's.&lt;br /&gt;she can finish a can of milo within like 15 seconds,&lt;br /&gt;lets see. i bought the coffee at about 7.20, finished it at 7.45. o.o&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scienceeeee.&lt;br /&gt;DNA.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha now i think its pretty interesting. O:&lt;br /&gt;had time for self revision&lt;br /&gt;vivian: -asks question-&lt;br /&gt;me: -turns to the enlarged diagram that i printed to understand what she was saying-&lt;br /&gt;mr han: hey! thats so cute.&lt;br /&gt;lalala. use your imagination. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mathhhh.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. revision.&lt;br /&gt;very wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;indices is included.&lt;br /&gt;now i have to buy sec 3 assessment books. -.-&lt;br /&gt;perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recessss.&lt;br /&gt;usual people. yay. :D&lt;br /&gt;didnt eat/drink anything cause the coffee was so filling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog!&lt;br /&gt;hi tech farming.&lt;br /&gt;vivian's worksheet was confiscated. ._.&lt;br /&gt;lalala. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA.&lt;br /&gt;yay natasha was in the investigator's group.&lt;br /&gt;shes imba. O:&lt;br /&gt;just realised that information between classes spread like fire. -.-&lt;br /&gt;go away, jinzhi. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE.&lt;br /&gt;test sucked lahhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;i kept telling myself&lt;br /&gt;'okay this question must write that blahblahblahblah. wah have to write so long, i skip first.'&lt;br /&gt;so i skipped about 4 long questions and when i came back to it there was 15 mins left.&lt;br /&gt;yes,&lt;br /&gt;im not expecting to pass chinese this time.&lt;br /&gt;i mean it. ._.&lt;br /&gt;and apparently my history went out of point.&lt;br /&gt;my goal fly away le, yay. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunchhhh.&lt;br /&gt;ANGSHUANG IS RETARDED. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHE BUYS OYAKO DON AND THROWS AWAY ALL THE EGG WHITE. ._.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yunen was emoing at a corner studying for MEP test.&lt;br /&gt;tested her about bach.&lt;br /&gt;what happened to him when he was 9 years old?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i was reading her notes and thats the only thing i remembered. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RS.&lt;br /&gt;UNFAIR, UNLUCKY, UNFAIR, UNLUCKY, UNFAIRRRRR. ):&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;theres like at least EIGHT other classes out there,&lt;br /&gt;and of all people, 2c have to end up with 2f at the same location for the bazaar.&lt;br /&gt;whatthehellllllll. ):&lt;br /&gt;seriously, how unlucky can i getttt. D:&lt;br /&gt;hmm, rs ended, tested jiaolian on bach tooo.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;so what happened to bach when he was 9? O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home with huijun jiamin chair christine!&lt;br /&gt;met yirong on the way!&lt;br /&gt;she was alone so she mrt-ed with us.&lt;br /&gt;OMG LAH SHE SOUNDS SO CUTE. :D&lt;br /&gt;cutecutecutecute. :D&lt;br /&gt;hahaha shes so damn cute. &lt;3  style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and they're both so cute!)&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope, im not a paedophile. x:&lt;br /&gt;saw wangcong climbing the overhead bridge thingy to the mrt.&lt;br /&gt;went like&lt;br /&gt;'OMG WANGCONG IS THERE WANGCONG IS THERE!' -points-&lt;br /&gt;when i realised dawei and tianwei were behind staring. -.-&lt;br /&gt;malu. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrt-ed,&lt;br /&gt;jiamin's mum or jie called, so i started saying 'eh pass me the cigarettes' in the phone.&lt;br /&gt;was on the phone when i was reaching paya,&lt;br /&gt;vivian tried doing the same kind of thing, thinking it was my dad on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;when i hung up, she said&lt;br /&gt;'ha did your dad hear about the pengjie thing i said?'&lt;br /&gt;'uh. that was pengjie. -.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met aeri huihsien pj weige dillon tianwei at the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;met HONGJIE!&lt;br /&gt;omg yayyyyy. :D&lt;br /&gt;it has been how long since i ever met him huh.&lt;br /&gt;when he spoke to pj, everything felt so familiar.&lt;br /&gt;except the moment when he opened his mouth,&lt;br /&gt;i got a shock of my life.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised that all of them sounds DAMN different now.&lt;br /&gt;esp hongjie. O:&lt;br /&gt;imagine looking at the same face, same retarded expression,&lt;br /&gt;and all of a sudden,&lt;br /&gt;a weird low mature voice.&lt;br /&gt;eeee. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all took bus together when pinky hopped up too.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;yay, ngeeonions unite. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home,&lt;br /&gt;realised i was talking to two 'hj's, hongjie and huijun. x:&lt;br /&gt;mugging timeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-7409537302137482311?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7409537302137482311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=7409537302137482311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/7409537302137482311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/7409537302137482311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/man-why-is-everything-making-me-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-7615250526267383173</id><published>2008-04-15T19:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T20:02:31.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>roar dont know why im thinking so much nowadays. O:&lt;br /&gt;guess being alone's the only way to think properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;LUTHERKING/LIUDEKING/CHAIR/VIVIAN&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the 'but i want to save you and help you' you told me yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;seriously, it made me feel so loved. O:&lt;br /&gt;haha thank you my dear king, i love you &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; congratulations for clinching the first in level last year for overall standard and geography.&lt;br /&gt;JIAYING/MY AFFAIR&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the support and everything,&lt;br /&gt;what you said really made me feel so loved too. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly im remembering the times when we just entered dhs,&lt;br /&gt;when we still had that tns vs naps thinkings.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. now they're both such loves.&lt;br /&gt;heh. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARLING, &lt;i&gt;do you feel like it yet?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;today was kind of tiring and boring.&lt;br /&gt;thank you jiaying for the coffee in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;dont think i would have survived without it. ._.&lt;br /&gt;and i caught wangcong cheating on me. he hugged melvin wth. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HISTORY!&lt;br /&gt;i finally figured out that raffles was evil.&lt;br /&gt;man. cheat my feelings. O:&lt;br /&gt;i mean, its like 4 years + since i always stared at the raffles statue outside vch.&lt;br /&gt;to think primary school's social studies told us how great raffles was. roar.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so cheated. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA!&lt;br /&gt;wow how great.&lt;br /&gt;suprise test sucked cause i left like 4 blanks. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess!&lt;br /&gt;with angshuang darling jt yunen jiaqi and wuyue!&lt;br /&gt;didnt eat or drink anything cause i felt like vomiting.&lt;br /&gt;listened to their conversation of the comparisons between dunjie's and jinzhi's back view. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACC!&lt;br /&gt;i was reading through chengyu. didnt absorb anything she said. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math!&lt;br /&gt;pop quiz. -.-&lt;br /&gt;seriously im gonna fail it.&lt;br /&gt;yes, mr tan, i assure you im going to. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese!&lt;br /&gt;yay had free period.&lt;br /&gt;stayed at my table with vivian.&lt;br /&gt;melvin went over to huijun's seat so vivian and i started examining justin and melvin.&lt;br /&gt;they both have nice eyeeeees. O:&lt;br /&gt;long eyelashes, double eyelids. :x&lt;br /&gt;they acted like they were being molested when we stared in their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;shenjingbing. -.-&lt;br /&gt;justin went siao and started stealing everything i placed on my table. ._.&lt;br /&gt;no, i was not emo-ing. weirdo. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after schooool.&lt;br /&gt;ate with jiaolian huijun and christine&lt;br /&gt;@ sakae:&lt;br /&gt;us: wangcong! help us cut queue!&lt;br /&gt;wangcong: NO!&lt;br /&gt;me: walao wangcong you cheated on me this morning and you dont let me cut your queue.&lt;br /&gt;them: ORHOR WANGCONG!&lt;br /&gt;huijun: let us cut queue and she'll forgive you for cheating on her.&lt;br /&gt;christine: yeah. sometimes people dont forgive and forget as easily as they say they could.&lt;br /&gt;amanda: yeah, it is your honour to get forgiven by her!&lt;br /&gt;wangcong: oh.. then i choose to not let her forget the fact that i cheated on her, rather than let you all cut.&lt;br /&gt;me: OMG WANGCONG WTH?! we're over. ):&lt;br /&gt;wangcong: nooooo... -reaches out hand-&lt;br /&gt;huijun: YOU STINGY OLD MAN, TRISHAW RIDER, STUPID MONK!&lt;br /&gt;wangcong: i-&lt;br /&gt;huijun: -interupts- YOU MONK, YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO QUEUE HERE, GO THERE LAH!&lt;br /&gt;-points to vegetarian stall-&lt;br /&gt;wancong: i-&lt;br /&gt;huijun: -interupts- YOU SEE, YOU FAILED YOUR MONK TEST, YOU'RE NOT FIT TO BE A MONK.&lt;br /&gt;us: yeah lor yeah lor.&lt;br /&gt;wc: i-&lt;br /&gt;huijun: help us take the chopsticks and the spoon lah you trishaw rider! it trains your leg for trishaw riding.&lt;br /&gt;wangcong: NO! I WONT TAKE IT FOR YOU.&lt;br /&gt;huijun: YOU SEE, YOU FAILED YOUR TRISHAW RIDER TEST TOO.&lt;br /&gt;wangcong: what the hell?!&lt;br /&gt;huijun: YOU ONLY PASSED THE STINGY OLD MAN TEST LAH. YOU STINGY OLD MAN.&lt;br /&gt;wangcong: i didnt even take the test!&lt;br /&gt;huijun: it was a suprise test! stingy old man, go away lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha huijun and wangcong are both so cute. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate teriyaki chicken,&lt;br /&gt;mrt-ed with huijun.&lt;br /&gt;was one hour early for shangyin.&lt;br /&gt;somehow i didnt feel like zhenging today so i played super badly. ._.&lt;br /&gt;after my lesson darryl came in and we both went 'omg hi!' with the same tone.&lt;br /&gt;tuesdays arent our usual shangyin days so we never met at shangyin before. o.o&lt;br /&gt;cui lao shi laughed at us. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(probably 'cause we both looked like we were gonna kill each other)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took bus home,&lt;br /&gt;it was raining heavily.&lt;br /&gt;which kind of reminded me of whatever happened on the flasher day. ._.&lt;br /&gt;i kind of freaked out everytime anyone comes towards my direction.&lt;br /&gt;i called my mum and screamed in the phone that i didnt wanna walk home alone. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;studying time. O:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; get well soon pearl, weige, isaac and jieyi (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-7615250526267383173?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7615250526267383173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=7615250526267383173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/7615250526267383173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/7615250526267383173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/roar-dont-know-why-im-thinking-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-6492255853837211893</id><published>2008-04-14T20:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:39:47.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MOODLE, I OFFICIALLY HATE YOU! ):&lt;br /&gt;seriously, why must you be down like everytime you're needed so badly.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; happy birthday rason. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todayyyy!&lt;br /&gt;sucked. ._.&lt;br /&gt;(sorry rason, although its your birthday, its still a sucky day. x:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA, i forgot to bring my notebook again.&lt;br /&gt;used my science notebook as my LA notebook and started drawing sperms and eggs with my liudeking caveman. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;PE&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY ACTUALLY KILLED THE PE PERIOD FOR HISTORY TEST!&lt;br /&gt;roarrrrrrrrrr. ):&lt;br /&gt;vivian's great plan for PE was ruined just 'cause of the damn test.&lt;br /&gt;and i definately flunked it.&lt;br /&gt;i had one point for each side,&lt;br /&gt;and im pretty sure they're out of point.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even understand the damn question lah wth. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess.&lt;br /&gt;stress causes me to lose my sanity. O:&lt;br /&gt;i started attacking darling with seaweed chicken plastic bags,&lt;br /&gt;stacked cups together and acted like some siaokuku,&lt;br /&gt;threatened to throw straws at darling.&lt;br /&gt;blahhh. ):&lt;br /&gt;i hate history. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assembly.&lt;br /&gt;i sat with darlinggggg.&lt;br /&gt;had some singing singing thing.&lt;br /&gt;haihua said that samuel guy is from campus superstar. O:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; she video-ed the whole thing infront of mr hia.&lt;br /&gt;shenjingbing. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science,&lt;br /&gt;DNA!&lt;br /&gt;ha i dont get it.&lt;br /&gt;anyway its not tested yet. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math,&lt;br /&gt;pythagoras theorem is easy.&lt;br /&gt;except when indices is involved,&lt;br /&gt;or when the questions are just too challenging for small brained people like me. ._.&lt;br /&gt;lalala,&lt;br /&gt;seriously i dont think i'll hit my A this semester. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zheng!&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMGOMG!&lt;br /&gt;YAYYYYYYYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;one junior (yirong?) came to let cuilaoshi here her shangyin song&lt;br /&gt;(cui lao shi sounded pissed, which probably means she didnt lian qin for her past lesson. x:)&lt;br /&gt;BUT SHES SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;she has like BABY VOICEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;and she just went 'thank you! (x' and ran away. O:&lt;br /&gt;and the best thing is,&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE HER CONTACT AND CUILAOSHI ASSIGNED ME TO HEAR HER SHANGYIN SONG EVERY WEEEEEEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&amp;amp; she said if she couldnt play well during her shangyin im dead)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;YAY I HAVE A JUNIOR BUDDY THINGGGG. :D&lt;br /&gt;ha was so happy that darryl claimed that i was screaming 'hysterically'&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;but anyway,&lt;br /&gt;yayyyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;besides the fact that im the first one who feels old among all the sec twos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love juniors. (:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;zheng ended,&lt;br /&gt;boonxuan was &lt;s&gt;accused of&lt;/s&gt; raping people. x:&lt;br /&gt;went home with liying and stellla, those retarded people.&lt;br /&gt;was raining damn heavily,&lt;br /&gt;got soaked. ._.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUGGING TIME!&lt;br /&gt;chiong ahhh. x:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-6492255853837211893?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6492255853837211893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=6492255853837211893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/6492255853837211893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/6492255853837211893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/moodle-i-officially-hate-you-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-4221041033972923698</id><published>2008-04-13T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:38:10.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was plain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying studying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep,&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe i just mugged through the whole day without (okay maybe for awhile) slacking.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha im so proud of myself. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i even off-ed my phone the whole daaaaay&lt;/em&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;c'mon, admit that you're proud of me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my printer nearly died on me.&lt;br /&gt;it must have been angry that i made it print a grand total of 168 slides with 29 pieces of paper.&lt;br /&gt;science notes are thickkkk. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;i cried studying chengyu.&lt;br /&gt;i was laughing over everything my mama was trying to explain about the chengyu that i cried.&lt;br /&gt;nope, im not crazy.&lt;br /&gt;just pretty stressed. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay theres fenzu tmr! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, world.&lt;br /&gt;back to mugging. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-4221041033972923698?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4221041033972923698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=4221041033972923698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4221041033972923698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4221041033972923698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-was-plain-studying-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-877482090600308847</id><published>2008-04-12T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T20:35:39.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalalaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;im supposed to be mugging. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, out with pj today for the cchms bazaar, just to see alfred. ._.&lt;br /&gt;darren couldnt make it cause of tuition. roar. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to shangyin at 12 to meet pj,&lt;br /&gt;it was raining damn damn heavily. /:&lt;br /&gt;met dionne and xinmin.&lt;br /&gt;lent dionne my umbrella thinking pj brought his.&lt;br /&gt;turned out he didnt, so we waited for the rain clouds to fly away. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to cchms!&lt;br /&gt;omg their school is damndamndamndamn huge. HUGE!&lt;br /&gt;huge lah wth. D:&lt;br /&gt;xunyi left before we even reached. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met alfred at some laksa stall, yay!&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe hes still shorter than me. hahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;he vaguely reminds me of someone. just cant rememeber who. /:&lt;br /&gt;he brought us around his school,&lt;br /&gt;suddenly he led us to some corner that me and pj grew very interested in cause it was so quiet.&lt;br /&gt;he claimed it was a 'special place'&lt;br /&gt;and when we reached,&lt;br /&gt;he started staring at the wall and doing his hair.&lt;br /&gt;only then we realised that he went there only for the huge mirror. -.-&lt;br /&gt;like wth lah.&lt;br /&gt;laughed like siao. ._.&lt;br /&gt;pj and alfred crapped and blah.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly a familiar phrase popped out of his mouth&lt;br /&gt;'ELLE ZACK TEE!' (LZT = lim zhen ting)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha it has been how long since i ever heard that huh. o.o&lt;br /&gt;except now hes voice broke and it doesnt sound like how it used to sound like. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around again,&lt;br /&gt;reached some closed gate and he said 'OMG WHY THE GATE CLOSE! INSIDE GOT ANOTHER HUGE MIRROR!'&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i miss his crappiness. -.-&lt;br /&gt;pj bought mai ya tang,&lt;br /&gt;alfred dropped it on the ground when he was trying to salvage it. -claps-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met pj's 1G junior, cassandra, xiaowen and brenda hew. :D&lt;br /&gt;xiaowen,&lt;br /&gt;it only appeared that way cause everytime we met he just seemed to be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;its just coincidence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brenda,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;no, walking with me doesnt mean hes my boyfriend. -.-&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; he used to be from NAPS too helloooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left cchms cause alfred went to the toilet (i can bet he was just making his hair. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;went to BK at parkway.&lt;br /&gt;had onion rings, hersheys sundae cake and milo. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;yep, im a health nut. really. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the library to study!&lt;br /&gt;historyhistoryhistory. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called darren again on the way home cause pj wanted to meet him. o.o&lt;br /&gt;he was having tuition, too bad. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went homeeee.&lt;br /&gt;zhenged and currently mugging &amp;amp; constantly going to the fridge for more icecream. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remembering the past. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-877482090600308847?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/877482090600308847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=877482090600308847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/877482090600308847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/877482090600308847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/lalalaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-6277960992131892961</id><published>2008-04-11T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T23:03:48.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my eyes have been &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hurting &lt;/span&gt;for the week. D:&lt;br /&gt;gosh, im not gonna be blind. im not gonna be blind. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;shall just stay in self denial and smileeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;'cause no one gives a damn whether im emo or not anyway. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.E.P.E.P.E.P.E! :D&lt;br /&gt;hahaha yay i cant believe 2.4's over! :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;ITS OVER! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;ran with 2 other classes,&lt;br /&gt;there was 7 zhengers in the hall, 6 of them were supposed to be running, 4 of them ran. :D&lt;br /&gt;mingquan!&lt;br /&gt;fandi!&lt;br /&gt;candice! [sp?]&lt;br /&gt;boonxuan :D&lt;br /&gt;me and wangqi! :D&lt;br /&gt;some debbie girl from 1C that doesnt know me yet. o.o&lt;br /&gt;hahaha the zhengers unite. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. the run was okay, besides the fact that the track was wet. D:&lt;br /&gt;i had stitches for my last round, and thus i kind of stopped every 3 steps or smth.&lt;br /&gt;timing sucked. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats to justin and shaun, who sped up by like so much since last year. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahgong, i don't like you. -.-&lt;br /&gt;everytime i try to run beside you, you take it as i want to compete with you.&lt;br /&gt;shenjingbing la. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angshuang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;im so proud of you for your determination to finish the run&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; despite your &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;evil stitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think me you darling and darling's dear &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(its time i get you a name, jt. ._.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;should train together.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like everyday after school just go two rounds around the track or smth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe you wont be so prone to stitches then.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jiayou!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wo zhi chi ni. yay &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;RECESS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;angshuang and i didnt bring our wallets,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;darling &lt;s&gt;treat&lt;/s&gt; helped us pay first. ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;had milo and potato wedges, yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;sorry angshuang, for asking you to hold my phone. /:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;GEOG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;had smth like the literary circle. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;bugged justin about his eyes. x:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;lalala,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;treasure all the group discussions we have together now, yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;soon its gonna change and we're all gonna die. boo. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i.want.to.sit.with.wangcong! O:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;CHINESE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;tingxie suckkkkkked. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;despite studying for it. roar. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;cheng yu lian xi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;justin and ahgong kidnapped my paper. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;i started throwing all my pens at them and they wouldnt return both the pens and the paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;'bullying hurts'&lt;/span&gt;  O:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;AFTER SCHOOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;s&gt;yay&lt;/s&gt;went to the 2F area to zheng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;my wallet got stolen by yiqi and there goes my ezlink photo. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;gosh, did i ever mention how much i hate him? ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ate lunch with melissa and jo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;melisssa and i had our usual 'omg do you know who she is' thing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;when jo made so much noise in the canteen. x:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;AND I DIDNT REALISE DARRYL'S PHOTO WAS THERE LAH WTH!&lt;br /&gt;I DIDNT EVEN KNOW THERE WAS TWO PHOTOS OF PEOPLE WITH ZHENG THERE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;so amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;when i rushed to the pic to see if it was really darryl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;all of them said they expected me to pull the entire frame down and bring it home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;s&gt;please lah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;wangcong was there! how could i have done that. O:&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;hahaha no,&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;darryl's definately not my new idol. &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;boonxuan boo-ed and tickled me. D:&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;made me malu myself, thankyouverymuch. ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ZHENG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;the usual me and darryl arguements. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;cant believe im gonna be stuck with him for china trip for our section.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;shit. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;zheng ended,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;mrt-ed back with jo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;had ice cream! yay. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;lalala, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;shall mugmugmug now. /:&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/27297725-6277960992131892961?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6277960992131892961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=6277960992131892961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/6277960992131892961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/6277960992131892961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-eyes-have-been-hurting-for-week.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-4939291953309368145</id><published>2008-04-10T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T21:13:54.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalala.&lt;br /&gt;im studying. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. /:&lt;br /&gt;angshuang missed her sub bus. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before flagraising!&lt;br /&gt;jiayinggggg!&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much for the card. (:&lt;br /&gt;i love you &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;YOU SHOULDNT HAVE SPENT TIME DOING IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO SLEEP EARLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&amp;amp; i hope you read that C-L-E-A-R-L-Y)&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, still, thanks alot. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was almost late for flagraising cause alina and i were giving each other tingxie. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA,&lt;br /&gt;lalala,&lt;br /&gt;'group discussion' once again. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science,&lt;br /&gt;mainly just copying down answers. /:&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i dont think im gonna do well for this test.&lt;br /&gt;sexual reproduction maybe. but food science is just horrible. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess,&lt;br /&gt;with angshuang darling jt jiaqi wuyue (yunen disappeared. /:)&lt;br /&gt;met many teachers o.o-ing at darling and i as we walked to the canteen. oops. x:&lt;br /&gt;had milo! like as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PC,&lt;br /&gt;wangcong! O:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha declared my love for wangcong infront of wuyue jiaqi yiming dionis justin isaac and jinzhi.&lt;br /&gt;which was pretty crazy.&lt;br /&gt;cause i didnt even know what i was doing. ._.&lt;br /&gt;went to 2D to ask them to go to the lt,&lt;br /&gt;left my wallet in the lt and they all stole my ezlink card. -.-&lt;br /&gt;one moment i see it with jiaqi,&lt;br /&gt;ended up on dionis' hands the next,&lt;br /&gt;and then to yiming,&lt;br /&gt;then to justin,&lt;br /&gt;then to wangcong,&lt;br /&gt;then to jinzhi,&lt;br /&gt;then to isaac,&lt;br /&gt;then back to jinzhi,&lt;br /&gt;who said 'pass it down' -.-&lt;br /&gt;so it went to mervyn, then to gavin, then to vivienne,&lt;br /&gt;then jiaqi shouted down the rows 'ZHENTING (smthsmth) PASS BACK THE EZLINK LAH!' when mdm lim was talking.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;what am i supposed to say besides 'wow, im the chairperson who gets into trouble 'cause i dont have control over any of my friends' ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math,&lt;br /&gt;yay i love pythagoras theorem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;computer,&lt;br /&gt;cyberwellness.&lt;br /&gt;lalala. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school,&lt;br /&gt;ate with jiaolian crew!&lt;br /&gt;wanted to hand up the sub bus form but decided to wait till 3 cause the queue was effing long. ._.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. stayed back with jiaolian and huijun who were waiting for christine.&lt;br /&gt;amanda, you're damn disgusting. ._.&lt;br /&gt;i still cant believe you mixed&lt;br /&gt;milo + nata + horfun + udon soup? + milo powder into the udon container.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, ew. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to talk to pj about the sub bus form and amanda took a photo of us. -.-&lt;br /&gt;retarded. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to cut the sub bus queue @ 3+. yay. /:&lt;br /&gt;left to meet jiaer and quayjiahui at ghim moh,&lt;br /&gt;mrt-ed with all of them,&lt;br /&gt;met terence and the 2i guys, who were laughing away. ._.&lt;br /&gt;read TKAM in the train. (yes, im a good girl :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paya lebarrrr.&lt;br /&gt;alighted from the train and got a shock of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;for the 8th time, WHY DID YOU WAIT FOR ME. ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 5, slept till 6. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; still studying, roar. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-4939291953309368145?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4939291953309368145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=4939291953309368145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4939291953309368145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4939291953309368145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/lalala.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-2749130299752510251</id><published>2008-04-09T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T22:32:44.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>roar.&lt;br /&gt;venting my emo+stress-ness on the keyboard wouldnt help, thus i shant attempt to spoil it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACC,&lt;br /&gt;watched jiaying fall asleep. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malay,&lt;br /&gt;gave up copying again.&lt;br /&gt;amanda's malay notebook is still missing.&lt;br /&gt;sorry jiaolian. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess,&lt;br /&gt;with angshuang jiaqi wuyue jt dionis yunen.&lt;br /&gt;milo! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;(dont think theres anyday that angshuang and i didnt drink milo since school started)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math,&lt;br /&gt;quadratic graphs sucks, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science,&lt;br /&gt;screwed.&lt;br /&gt;sorry to all my group members, cause i just pulled all your science grades down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog,&lt;br /&gt;i just daydreamed and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history,&lt;br /&gt;helped mrs wong arrange all the assignments and saw everyone's marks. O:&lt;br /&gt;concluded that i can never hit level 4 for LORMS. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch,&lt;br /&gt;teriyaki chicken don with jiaqi wuyue angshuang jt dionis and yunen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bizlab,&lt;br /&gt;laughed over superglue. o.o&lt;br /&gt;for the first i laughed till i cried. wow. ._.&lt;br /&gt;got scolded by everyone for laughing till i fell on the ground. ._.&lt;br /&gt;[which really reminds me of jo when we were in p6.&lt;br /&gt;everytime shes damn stressed she'll just keep laughing.&lt;br /&gt;(why am i looking back so often nowadays? ._.)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked back to mrt with angshuang rason and zhihao,&lt;br /&gt;'met jt and dionis on the way conincidentally'&lt;br /&gt;rason claims the way darling put her arm around me is too kua zhang already. -.-&lt;br /&gt;whatever lor&lt;br /&gt;i bet you're just jealous that you cant do it to your darling. lalala. x:&lt;br /&gt;hmm. planned to wait for clarissa and friends.&lt;br /&gt;leaned on the wall and saw evil coming our way and thus i ran away.&lt;br /&gt;shall not elaborate. so disgusting. ._.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;mrt-ed back with clarissa, nicolette, enya, jt, dionis, angshuang, rason &amp;amp; his friends who appeared in the same cabin as us. o.o&lt;br /&gt;im very impressed by clarissa and her prank calling skills and bravery. o.o&lt;br /&gt;-applaud-&lt;br /&gt;seriously. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alighted at paya,&lt;br /&gt;met weige, (get well soon too! :D)&lt;br /&gt;aeri joey jolene and jiaer.&lt;br /&gt;jo and jiaer ran off for their bus before they even saw me i think. /:&lt;br /&gt;took bus back with weige aeri and hui hsien.&lt;br /&gt;yay the onions unite. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cabbed to shangyin,&lt;br /&gt;forgot to bring fees again.&lt;br /&gt;think i owe shangyin like 600 bucks now. -.-&lt;br /&gt;was 15 mins early,&lt;br /&gt;listened to liying play and fell asleep. ._.&lt;br /&gt;laoshi decided to change my shangyin to tuesday so i wont die of tiredness every wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;yay i love you laoshi &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just read yulong's post.&lt;br /&gt;shenjingbing.&lt;br /&gt;i dont see whats so 'interesting' about prank calling me. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; jiaying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;thank you so much for everything.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jumping back&lt;/em&gt; to studying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-2749130299752510251?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2749130299752510251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=2749130299752510251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/2749130299752510251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/2749130299752510251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/roar.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-665944704987372933</id><published>2008-04-08T17:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T17:55:19.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;fine, be that way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;br /&gt;junjie is siao.&lt;br /&gt;he wore the orientation tee to meet the defence minister of singapore. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm,&lt;br /&gt;today. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morninggg.&lt;br /&gt;brought siaokuku to the canteen and then the lsp room area. (:&lt;br /&gt;everyone who walked pass had the o.o expression. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA. D:&lt;br /&gt;hm finished watching TKAM.&lt;br /&gt;jem in the show has nice eyeeeees. ):&lt;br /&gt;nice eyes nice eyes nice eyes. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i concluded that the suckiest scene in the show was when boo radley appeared at the door there.&lt;br /&gt;its so disappointing lah!&lt;br /&gt;i mean, he has been so mysterious and stuff,&lt;br /&gt;then when he finally appeared in the show,&lt;br /&gt;we all found out that he is actually so ugly. ._.&lt;br /&gt;disappointingggg! (even huijun agreed! x:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science!&lt;br /&gt;presentations. :D&lt;br /&gt;well done to vivian's group.&lt;br /&gt;imba people. O:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; omg shit i forgot to take the board back.&lt;br /&gt;prepare to see all of us reading from the board like kukus, yay. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess!&lt;br /&gt;yay i cheated on everyone, angshuang cheated on everyone, dionis cheated on everyone, jt cheated on everyone, yunen cheated on everyone.&lt;br /&gt;we just held random people's hands x:&lt;br /&gt;milo again, as usual. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese!&lt;br /&gt;CAVEMEN OBSESSION!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha me and vivian went cuckoo. o.o&lt;br /&gt;we just went obsessed over MARTIN LUTHER KING!&lt;br /&gt;and we converted the whole ke wen into luther king and his cavemen story.&lt;br /&gt;laughed like crazyyy. :D&lt;br /&gt;(think he lao shi was kind of getting pissed at us)&lt;br /&gt;but yeah. omg so fun. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUSIC!&lt;br /&gt;zi high-ed with vivian on the way there.&lt;br /&gt;and darling insisted that the music teacher is mas selamat. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BP!&lt;br /&gt;wow back to he lao shi's ke again.&lt;br /&gt;obsessed over cavemen like once again.&lt;br /&gt;it started raining.&lt;br /&gt;became damn moody, dunno why also. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch with jiaolian crew! :D&lt;br /&gt;jiaolian emo-ed. o.o&lt;br /&gt;i kind of emo-ed just cause it was raining.&lt;br /&gt;roar whats wrong with me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrt-ed back with huijun and jo,&lt;br /&gt;congrats jo, on finally getting your happy tree friends game yay. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met michelle (sixoneeee) from paya lebar.&lt;br /&gt;the one that boon and i used to laugh with.&lt;br /&gt;man i miss those p6 times.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i just cant forget the time when boon thought the kite was so nice that she went to photocopy it.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha. /:&lt;br /&gt;怀念 ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;man i just realised the bazaar's on april 26 too. /:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-665944704987372933?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/665944704987372933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=665944704987372933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/665944704987372933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/665944704987372933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/fine-be-that-way-o.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-3754371825524150692</id><published>2008-04-07T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T21:21:27.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalala, &lt;br /&gt;since angshuang's screenshots are evil (x:) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R_ofRm3A0DI/AAAAAAAAAbc/5P356ad5-BY/s1600-h/darling.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R_ofRm3A0DI/AAAAAAAAAbc/5P356ad5-BY/s320/darling.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186492308220071986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay all of our pms are dedicated to her. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;dont emo. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-3754371825524150692?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3754371825524150692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=3754371825524150692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/3754371825524150692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/3754371825524150692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/lalala-since-angshuangs-screenshots-are.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R_ofRm3A0DI/AAAAAAAAAbc/5P356ad5-BY/s72-c/darling.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-4293966575474520218</id><published>2008-04-07T20:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T21:04:42.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dearest darling dionis&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;(aka ddd! o.o)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roar dont emo! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we all love you very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;veryveryvery much.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(despite your really cute grumble-ness &amp;amp; smelly tie, yes? xD)&lt;br /&gt;dont care about him lah. ):&lt;br /&gt;he deserves to be shot and die. dieeeeee. DIE! D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; we love you so much more than anyone can love you, &lt;br /&gt;(what more a cold blooded shit like him),&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. &lt;br /&gt;THE POWER OF OUR LOVE IS ENOUGH! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheer up,&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-4293966575474520218?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4293966575474520218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=4293966575474520218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4293966575474520218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4293966575474520218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-my-dearest-darling-dionis-aka-ddd-o.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-7129848471289105852</id><published>2008-04-06T12:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T13:44:05.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:400%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WANGCONG!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ALL MISS YOU! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;roar i'll remove the &lt;3 at your name in my contacts okay. ): &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;OMG YAY YOU'RE COMING BACK TOMORROW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss shouting your name and you turn back and wave with that weird expression of yours.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;im obsessed with wangcong. /:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(psst, dionis' phone got &lt;strong&gt;Wang Cong Lao Gong&lt;/strong&gt; one leh. x;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to go back to school tmr. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homework homework homework ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- LA journal for the first group discussion.&lt;br /&gt;- LA preparation for the second group discussion.&lt;br /&gt;(omg shit i left the TKAM book in school D: )&lt;br /&gt;- Math Assignment.&lt;br /&gt;- History Project&lt;br /&gt;- Preparation for Science Fair presentation. /:&lt;br /&gt;- BP translating mulan thing (which was due like lastlastlast week? -.-)&lt;br /&gt;- ACC group project, i forgot whats the name of the person we're researching for again. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roar,&lt;br /&gt;MUG FOR TESTS! ):&lt;br /&gt;i. am. going. to. (try to) mug. for. tests.&lt;br /&gt;roar whats happening to me.&lt;br /&gt;became so slack compared to last year. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;26th april. /:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;seriously, cant decide whether i wanna go or not. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-7129848471289105852?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7129848471289105852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=7129848471289105852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/7129848471289105852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/7129848471289105852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/wangcong-we-all-miss-you-roar-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-8607339014323379839</id><published>2008-04-05T23:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T00:08:43.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay band. :D&lt;br /&gt;good job, well done, fantastic, etc etc etc. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiaying, its over! (:&lt;br /&gt;lets chiong our studies together now. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;met angshuang at 1415. :D&lt;br /&gt;her speed meter thingthing in the car damn cool. :DD&lt;br /&gt;went to her house.&lt;br /&gt;her view is nicer than mine lah. ):&lt;br /&gt;although its both ecp, but whatever. ._.&lt;br /&gt;did history project.&lt;br /&gt;sent it to mervyn when we got too bored. ._.&lt;br /&gt;finished at 3+,&lt;br /&gt;I TALKED TO HER DADDY!&lt;br /&gt;omg honoured. x;&lt;br /&gt;i spoke to the scriptwriter of the many shows. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;should have gotten his autograph or something. x;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left her house at 4+,&lt;br /&gt;wore her shoes cause we werent supposed to wear flipflops in. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bugis! :D&lt;br /&gt;basically walked around, slack and wondered where we were walking towards.&lt;br /&gt;bought roses for jiaying huiting sophin wenlin (ha gavin, no roses for you. x;)&lt;br /&gt;we ate dinner at swensens.&lt;br /&gt;cheese sticks! (sucks. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;fries!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; a ring-a-ding-a-ling. :D&lt;br /&gt;ha stupid ice cream sounds so weird that i didnt dare to say it. x;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;spent 21 in all.&lt;br /&gt;which was... pretty cheap compared to the meals we had the other days.&lt;br /&gt;the ice cream rocked. yay. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went VCH,&lt;br /&gt;that alex person was there AGAIN. ._.&lt;br /&gt;he simply appears every time i go to VCH.&lt;br /&gt;primary school east zone concert, gong yan, etc. -.-&lt;br /&gt;was almost late. O:&lt;br /&gt;met esther, who asked me to walk faster. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached vch,&lt;br /&gt;met ben zw wye inn and pearl.&lt;br /&gt;sat with them for the concert.&lt;br /&gt;and angshuang forced me to sit with a guy, like againnn. ._.&lt;br /&gt;its unfair. last time we went out with isaac jz rason also like that. D:&lt;br /&gt;and she still dared to say 'ha feels so familiar. :D'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the concert started.&lt;br /&gt;angshuang and i decided that we were being really extra. ):&lt;br /&gt;it was like. zhenwen wye inn, pearl ben, me and angshuang. -.-&lt;br /&gt;intermission,&lt;br /&gt;looked desperately for raey (hoping the two empty seats werent taken)&lt;br /&gt;she was with yiren terence and shanisca.&lt;br /&gt;yiren gave yuzhen the 7 pretty roses.&lt;br /&gt;so damn sweet lah. O:&lt;br /&gt;i stepped on terence's shoe/leg and i almost fell. -.-&lt;br /&gt;roar, sorry. x;&lt;br /&gt;went back to our seats after intermission. ):&lt;br /&gt;i successfully forced angshuang to sit in my place. yay. x:&lt;br /&gt;the concert ended,&lt;br /&gt;angshuang left cause her mama was fetching her. /:&lt;br /&gt;decided that if i went home with the 2A people i'll be damndamndamn extra,&lt;br /&gt;so i mrt-ed back with shanisca terence and his taiwan buddy.&lt;br /&gt;terence was being cuckoo.&lt;br /&gt;terence: -talktalktalk-&lt;br /&gt;shanisca: yeah and-&lt;br /&gt;terence: SHUT UP! YOU'RE SO TALL, DONT INTERUPT THE SHORT PEOPLE'S CONVERSATION.&lt;br /&gt;shanisca: -glare-&lt;br /&gt;terence: FINE! 女人说话男人不要插嘴！&lt;br /&gt;shanisca: -glare-&lt;br /&gt;terence: OKAYOKAY. 男人说话女人不要插嘴!&lt;br /&gt;shanisca: -smiles-&lt;br /&gt;terence: nonono. 人说话动物不要插嘴！&lt;br /&gt;the train was damn packed. ):&lt;br /&gt;terence kept gaving me the funny face when i was on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alighted with shanisca at eunos,&lt;br /&gt;daddy fetched me home.&lt;br /&gt;roar what the hell is wrong with him nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;he just keeps scolding me for no apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;just kept quiet throughout the whole ride and sms-ed.&lt;br /&gt;then i got scolded for smsing.&lt;br /&gt;phone rang, picked up the call,&lt;br /&gt;got scolded again after the call.&lt;br /&gt;wth? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home,&lt;br /&gt;ate dinner again. (yeah, at 1130. wth! ._.)&lt;br /&gt;tired. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-8607339014323379839?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8607339014323379839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=8607339014323379839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/8607339014323379839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/8607339014323379839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/yay-band.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-6167656661963589689</id><published>2008-04-04T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T23:09:47.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>think my headaches just got worse.&lt;br /&gt;someone should just stab my brain.&lt;br /&gt;giddy giddy.&lt;br /&gt;i need sleeeep. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; application's open since like how many weeks ago. ):&lt;br /&gt;i dunno. /:&lt;br /&gt;if i go, more tests, more stress.&lt;br /&gt;if i dont.. roar. i dunno. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, &lt;u&gt;TODAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought HL milk to drink in the morning. yay.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna grooowww. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PC, advertising for milk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angshuang's group was good.&lt;br /&gt;its like damn damn damn last minute. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay jiaying &amp;amp; huiting :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; thank you jinzhi for your bball.&lt;br /&gt;(no isaac, i wasnt gonna play during recess. crazy. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;if anyone's wondering about the LH milk,&lt;br /&gt;its cause mdm lim said we're not supposed to use existing brands.&lt;br /&gt;since we had no other resources at that time,&lt;br /&gt;i just decided that we will turn the carton over and yay.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt really mean it to be LH, seriously. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PERIOD MATH&lt;br /&gt;cause the malay teacher had some interview thing.&lt;br /&gt;omg scary lah.&lt;br /&gt;the last time i had three period of math was in p6 can? ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&amp;amp; mr tan, dont find excuse okay.&lt;br /&gt;must be you lazy buy square paper for us.&lt;br /&gt;a4 paper so hard to cut!&lt;br /&gt;tsk, never spare a thought for the students,&lt;br /&gt;we bought the best quality square paper for them last year okay? &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the long awaited RECESSSS!&lt;br /&gt;yaye darling decided that she'll be the guy. O:&lt;br /&gt;ate nuggets with jiaqi wuyue angshuang jt and darling. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science!&lt;br /&gt;mr han started dao-ing jinzhi already.&lt;br /&gt;so sad. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school ended. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to 2F to practice zheng like as usual.&lt;br /&gt;teng da took my phone and i only realised a few seconds after he stared at it. -.-&lt;br /&gt;went over to the fenzu area at 2,&lt;br /&gt;darryl claimed that i bully him. /:&lt;br /&gt;please lor, i was just being gay cause i was too tired. x;&lt;br /&gt;but no, i wouldnt give up on being gay during fenzu. so fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to 1i with the zheng 1 people.&lt;br /&gt;was so damn stressed cause i couldnt play the last part of yao zu at all. ._.&lt;br /&gt;hongling was the only one with me, besides all the imba people from zheng 1. /:&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;shu ting and xizi were pretty happy cause apparently the other group of people who went 1h (i think?) pissed them off.&lt;br /&gt;sigh i think i would have made them more pissed off if i was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for games at 1630, to be back by 1700.&lt;br /&gt;changed into class teeee!&lt;br /&gt;yay i think im the first one who wore it.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;melissa's class tee is orange tooooo. yay. we got couple tee. x:&lt;br /&gt;liying didnt bring any tees,&lt;br /&gt;so she wore wye inn's huge CO tee and i lent wye inn my CO tee. :D&lt;br /&gt;(yes, i do realise that im kiasu to the extend that i brought two tees)&lt;br /&gt;we went to look for ball until 1640&lt;br /&gt;decided to go back to the aircon room cause we couldnt find any ball.&lt;br /&gt;went out again to borrow vball from mr ng at 1645,&lt;br /&gt;went to play vball and malu ourselves until 1715 and ran back with melissa.&lt;br /&gt;pangseh-ed liying wye inn hongling and charlene who disappeared behind while we raced. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, had some jian tao thing after we went back.&lt;br /&gt;still regretting that i spent my time emcee-ing instead of playing with them. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back with stella and liying.&lt;br /&gt;they're the cutest people on earth. yay. :D&lt;br /&gt;thanks liying for the damn cool jelly ice cream. :DD&lt;br /&gt;and jo and i still cant believe we're bunking with such retards in china. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. getting back the love for zheng after fiona left.&lt;br /&gt;which again, leads me back to the same old question: should i go?&lt;br /&gt;roar. ):&lt;br /&gt;howww. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTLY,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TO THE BAND PEOPLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;JIAYOU FOR YOUR CONCERT TMR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest well tonight. :D&lt;br /&gt;enjoying the music is what that matters. &lt;br /&gt;dont stress dont stress! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;jiaying, note that i'll be watching you. wahaha. (: &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i love all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-6167656661963589689?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6167656661963589689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=6167656661963589689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/6167656661963589689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/6167656661963589689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/think-my-headaches-just-got-worse.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-5510412067093095495</id><published>2008-04-03T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T17:49:37.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;you took back your words within less than half a month. i saw it for myself. what everyone says about you is true after all. wonder how you're gonna react if you found out i was there, just standing right behind you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;please tell me its a misunderstanding.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roar. mr tan, you're not supposed to be reading my blog. &lt;u&gt;go away&lt;/u&gt;. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, signalled mrs wong that jk will be in my group.&lt;br /&gt;mrs wong didnt want and sent mervyn to our group. O:&lt;br /&gt;i have to say that he rocks at giving ideas. ;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music.&lt;br /&gt;omg the teacher's high everyday lah. o.o&lt;br /&gt;so cool. /:&lt;br /&gt;i concluded that darling cannot play the drums.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, she has no sense of rhythm. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA&lt;br /&gt;no test, thank you mr biollo for scaring the shit out of us. ._. &lt;br /&gt;and thanks for letting us go 15 mins late too. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess&lt;br /&gt;milo. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese&lt;br /&gt;'group discussion' again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cme,&lt;br /&gt;shenjing and jinzhi baozha-ed. O:&lt;br /&gt;after cme, jinzhi looked so damn pissed. &lt;br /&gt;really really damn scary. //:&lt;br /&gt;monster, the second. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school,&lt;br /&gt;spoke to mr tan while amanda them pang seh me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;haihua, be proud of me. &lt;br /&gt;i walked out of the school alone for like 100m and i didnt cry. O:&lt;br /&gt;met felicia and mrt-ed with her. :D&lt;br /&gt;talked about CO gong yan and stuff. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met aeri dionne and jiaer at paya lebar mrt.&lt;br /&gt;um..&lt;br /&gt;went to mac and aeri bought her latte.&lt;br /&gt;bus-ed home with aeri. yay. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and tortured my zheng. /:&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-5510412067093095495?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5510412067093095495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=5510412067093095495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/5510412067093095495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/5510412067093095495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-took-back-your-words-within-less.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-4268235591599151420</id><published>2008-04-02T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T00:33:52.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>congrats ben, on getting first for your competition. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm,&lt;br /&gt;boring day. ):&lt;br /&gt;slept on the bus to school,&lt;br /&gt;reached school,&lt;br /&gt;slept in class until angshuang came,&lt;br /&gt;remembered jiaying's jiayou card and placed it on her table before she came. :D&lt;br /&gt;jiaying came and she was so shocked. HAHAHA. :DD&lt;br /&gt;jiaying,&lt;br /&gt;thats what friends are for.&lt;br /&gt;i could make a million cards for you just to cheer you up. yay. (:&lt;br /&gt;hmm, went to the canteen to get mentos cause i had a sudden craving for it.&lt;br /&gt;met jiaying on the way and she gave me another hug.&lt;br /&gt;and another. and another.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i love you too. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCIENCE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay we got to eat the gummies.&lt;br /&gt;i want gummies for present. O:&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly crave for the jellybean factory from candy empire. ):&lt;br /&gt;liquorice seriously tastes like dvbgvdkvs-ishly ew. D:&lt;br /&gt;after science,&lt;br /&gt;wuyue helped junkai take his stuff while he walks out of the class empty handed.&lt;br /&gt;jiaqi got damn pissed and threw his stuff down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;(and really, it was damn scary. O:)&lt;br /&gt;i think junkai's scared of jiaqi lah, seriously. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MATH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg first accomplishment after the math test the other time.&lt;br /&gt;I ACTUALLY GOT THE QUADRATIC FORMULA!&lt;br /&gt;miracle. ._.&lt;br /&gt;for the first time mr tan praised me instead of scolding me everytime he walked to my table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RECESS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay darling &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;sorry i cant treat you le.&lt;br /&gt;damn broke. broke. broke.&lt;br /&gt;as in seriously, BROKE. ._.&lt;br /&gt;you'd probably have to treat me the next recess. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GEOG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala, dokay. right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;booooradley. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHINESE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so scared he lao shi would throw my phone away. x;&lt;br /&gt;yay didnt get caught. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LUNCH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAOLIAN CREW! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;omg like so long since i ate with them. /:&lt;br /&gt;oyako don, yay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to gym to find jiaqi and wuyue and ended up watching the guys play bball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIZLAB.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to class and found it in a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; jiaying.&lt;br /&gt;i love you. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-4268235591599151420?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4268235591599151420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=4268235591599151420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4268235591599151420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4268235591599151420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/congrats-ben-on-getting-first-for-your.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-6342586012674019662</id><published>2008-04-01T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T17:35:28.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;updating for the sake of updating again.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O:&lt;br /&gt;if i posted that i think i'll get killed. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY's YESTERDAY.&lt;br /&gt;jt dionis and yunen came over to do science fair. :D&lt;br /&gt;dionis installed rakion in my com and i started emo-ing at the corner and became boo radley. -.-&lt;br /&gt;then everyone started joining me in turning boo radley.&lt;br /&gt;yay the living room was in the big mess after that. hahaha. /:&lt;br /&gt;they left at 7,&lt;br /&gt;i chionged the remaining of the science fair till 2, without stopping. -.-&lt;br /&gt;(omg yes im very proud of myself for being this hardworking. ._.)&lt;br /&gt;and i swear, out of the science log book,&lt;br /&gt;98% of the things are completely NOT TRUE&lt;br /&gt;(we didnt even do the experiments lah wth)&lt;br /&gt;and the remaining 2% refers to..&lt;br /&gt;our name, phone numbers and email addresses. yay. -.-&lt;br /&gt;i faked the photos until damn can3 lah. ._.&lt;br /&gt;my mum even helped me microwave the bean thats supposed to die. -.-&lt;br /&gt;i was just chionging around my house taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;ha, different background probably makes it more convincing that its taken on different days.&lt;br /&gt;and hanhan will probably not notice that its just the same plant taken from different angles. x:&lt;br /&gt;finished my math journal thing after completing science fair,&lt;br /&gt;submitted on commontown.&lt;br /&gt;went to sleep at 2+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;br /&gt;found out our IDMI groups.&lt;br /&gt;omg justin our yuan2 fen4 end le. ):&lt;br /&gt;its like the FIRST EVER project that we dont get to do together. roar. /:&lt;br /&gt;jiayou in working with junkai, have a nice time, god bless you -.-&lt;br /&gt;hmm, moodle crashed, commontown died.&lt;br /&gt;and yay, i dont have any backup file for my math journal.&lt;br /&gt;thus, i simply.. died? ._.&lt;br /&gt;stayed up to redo the whole journal again. /:&lt;br /&gt;slept at 1+. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY&lt;br /&gt;april fool's!&lt;br /&gt;extremely tired and feeling like im gonna die any time. /:&lt;br /&gt;its like two days without sufficient sleep. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat with weige in the sub bus.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha thanks for letting me sleep.&lt;br /&gt;and yay you're gonna stay until after IDMI (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; for the first time i was able to control my head when im sleeping. x:&lt;br /&gt;usually i just end up on anyone's shoulder. embarrasing. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached school,&lt;br /&gt;started carrying tables and chairs for the guests.&lt;br /&gt;welcome, taiwan people. O:&lt;br /&gt;you're all very rich and im jealous. roar. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HISTORY:&lt;br /&gt;i think mrs wong was pissed cause she found out that we all couldnt sing the school song. /:&lt;br /&gt;did the history essay stuff and blah. ._.&lt;br /&gt;jiamin's buddy fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;lessons in singapore are boring, yes. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA:&lt;br /&gt;ha, 'group discussion' -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECESS:&lt;br /&gt;milo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACC,&lt;br /&gt;listening to songs and everything.&lt;br /&gt;angshuang has her dad's brains of writing stuff. wow. pei fu pei fu. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATH:&lt;br /&gt;roar, &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; should just get shot or smth.&lt;br /&gt;you made the man cry lah wth.&lt;br /&gt;thats the way people yawn.&lt;br /&gt;too bad if you dont like it.&lt;br /&gt;if you're supposed to direct your anger at someone else,&lt;br /&gt;dont vent it on innocent people who simply just yawned.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;asshole. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE:&lt;br /&gt;i was listening to he lao shi. :D&lt;br /&gt;子曰：‘知之为不止，不知为不知，是知也’&lt;br /&gt;so cool. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER SCHOOL:&lt;br /&gt;went to PP to get smth. (:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha chik him pj and yiqi tried to prank me but it was jo who helped me answer their calls.&lt;br /&gt;yay your plan failed. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently: dying of sleepiness. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-6342586012674019662?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6342586012674019662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=6342586012674019662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/6342586012674019662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/6342586012674019662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/updating-for-sake-of-updating-again.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-6026734064359474049</id><published>2008-03-31T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T21:01:41.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im updating for the sake of updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, when i finish my hw. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-6026734064359474049?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6026734064359474049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=6026734064359474049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/6026734064359474049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/6026734064359474049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-updating-for-sake-of-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-1799712225679318963</id><published>2008-03-29T18:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T19:01:47.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i just read junjie's post and couldnt help laughing. :D&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being so protective &amp;amp; getting so worried for your daughter. xD&lt;br /&gt;dont worry. i wont go crazy till you're back again.&lt;br /&gt;you'll probably drive me to insanity with your irritatingness again. (:&lt;br /&gt;roar you're the most evil dad. O:&lt;br /&gt;you're supposed to protect me from all evil and there you are in france enjoying life.&lt;s&gt; and cheating on my mama. (if i didnt remember wrongly it was wangqi. HAHAHA. x:)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dying cause of worriedness isnt enough. you're supposed to come backkk! O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&amp;amp; i just realised i didnt link you. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] LINKED! :D [/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, just got back from shangyin.&lt;br /&gt;its like the first time in 3 weeks i practiced the shangyin songs. ._.&lt;br /&gt;i have to say that the journey home is really really scary. O:&lt;br /&gt;i somehow lost all my 安全感 &amp;amp; independence.&lt;br /&gt;so much that even going home alone scares me. ._.&lt;br /&gt;didnt wanna cab home, although i promised mum to.&lt;br /&gt;if i cabbed home everyday,&lt;br /&gt;number one, i'll go broke.&lt;br /&gt;number two, i'll be scared of the world once im alone.&lt;br /&gt;number three, i'll probably be scared of the taxi driver anyway. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roar, chiong hwwww. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-1799712225679318963?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1799712225679318963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=1799712225679318963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/1799712225679318963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/1799712225679318963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-8816408054755274544</id><published>2008-03-28T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T21:46:18.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i refuse to admit that i missed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sports meeeet. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year's sports meet was... okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;except i didnt meet alfred and sheryl.&lt;br /&gt;but stupid bryan insisted that i should meet him.&lt;br /&gt;rawr he sounds gay and looks gay.&lt;br /&gt;met brendan too, except he didnt see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sub bus rideee.&lt;br /&gt;for the like 100th time i slept on any bus, whether public or the school one,&lt;br /&gt;i'll wake up finding myself on some unknown people's shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;roar. so paiseh. ._.&lt;br /&gt;reached bishan and was stuck at a really horrible traffic jam.&lt;br /&gt;my jie's phone auto offed and on and i suddenly got 5 msges received at one go when im supposed to receive it like much earlier. -.-&lt;br /&gt;cheat my feelings. /:&lt;br /&gt;alighted from the bus,&lt;br /&gt;thanks weige for being concerned and all. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr, sat under the hot sun and died.&lt;br /&gt;didnt put sun screen cause i couldnt imagine being so sticky. ._.&lt;br /&gt;congratulations and well done to all runners. (:&lt;br /&gt;jiaqi, its okay lahh.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, you could have ran much faster,&lt;br /&gt;but you're already veryvery fast.&lt;br /&gt;dont emo. ._.&lt;br /&gt;theres still next year yay. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, couldnt tahan the sun and stood at the back for the last hour.&lt;br /&gt;experienced real magic. :D&lt;br /&gt;rason was whacking me cause i was kajiaoing him&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly jt appeared and suddenly became so shy and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;and hes whole face turned red.&lt;br /&gt;even his ears were damn red. x;&lt;br /&gt;ha its the power of jt. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with seniors and jo after the sports meet.&lt;br /&gt;im like grateful like anything that i didnt see melvin oh and his group of friends.&lt;br /&gt;met the monk guy (and i still cant remember his name)&lt;br /&gt;he kind of couldnt recognize me. ._.&lt;br /&gt;and he stopped teasing me already. yay. :D   &lt;br /&gt;met dianna and kimberly. :D&lt;br /&gt;and it was dianna who said hi.&lt;br /&gt;i was walking right beside her and i didnt know. ._.&lt;br /&gt;saw the 6/8 guys who probably didnt recognize me either.&lt;br /&gt;met lucian and zhihao.&lt;br /&gt;yay omg they made it to nass. :D&lt;br /&gt;met bryan again, with some 6/5 guys that didnt recognize me at all. -.-&lt;br /&gt;and omg met eric lim.&lt;br /&gt;shall not comment. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalas.&lt;br /&gt;went home, ate medicine and slept for like 5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;roar my skin's like red instead of black. -.-&lt;br /&gt;my cheeks are very red despite the cap. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chionging hw time. /:&lt;br /&gt;- read TKAM&lt;br /&gt;- maths journal&lt;br /&gt;- science worksheet&lt;br /&gt;- science file&lt;br /&gt;- science fair&lt;br /&gt;- read the untouched history articles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-8816408054755274544?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8816408054755274544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=8816408054755274544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/8816408054755274544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/8816408054755274544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-refuse-to-admit-that-i-missed-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-4462942303957818973</id><published>2008-03-27T18:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T20:57:26.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuck flashers.&lt;br /&gt;fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck flashers. D:&lt;br /&gt;yes i do realise that im being vulgar. but still, FLASHERS SUCK. D:&lt;br /&gt;although yeah, im glad i didnt get raped. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. its like the second time someone asked me for the time and did smth funny.&lt;br /&gt;the first one, i ran away before anything could happen.&lt;br /&gt;second time, i died. ):&lt;br /&gt;he asked for the time,&lt;br /&gt;he flashed.&lt;br /&gt;i screamed fuck you, dropped my umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;ran like 400m back to the bus stop without looking back&lt;br /&gt;reached the bus stop where theres lots of people in a big big mess.&lt;br /&gt;threw my files down and started calling home for help.&lt;br /&gt;no one could hear me cause the water seeped in the phone.&lt;br /&gt;msged my jie about it.&lt;br /&gt;called my dad in desperation to get home.&lt;br /&gt;he couldnt hear me either.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly felt so disgusted and vomited like everything i ate today.&lt;br /&gt;msged angshuang.&lt;br /&gt;jies appeared.&lt;br /&gt;both of them came down with an extra umbrella swearing like anything.&lt;br /&gt;didnt see the flasher again.&lt;br /&gt;went home and cried like anything. /:&lt;br /&gt;had a terrible headache, went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;woke up, phone couldnt even on. ._.&lt;br /&gt;using my eldest jie's phone now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh,&lt;br /&gt;never realised i was so... weak and small compared to like a 'real' guy.&lt;br /&gt;rawr. ):&lt;br /&gt;i mean, if i whacked him, he could have easily whacked me back.&lt;br /&gt;if i fell down, i would get raped. ._.&lt;br /&gt;(&amp;amp; im being really serious here. so yeah. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thus, my dad said its either he fetches me home everyday from school and get a phobia of every single guy or smth,&lt;br /&gt;or someone has to escort me home everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh wtf. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; sorry jo.&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-4462942303957818973?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4462942303957818973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=4462942303957818973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4462942303957818973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4462942303957818973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/fuck-flashers.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-191532201120456249</id><published>2008-03-26T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T21:55:50.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rawr.&lt;br /&gt;vivian wasnt here today. D:&lt;br /&gt;was damn lonely until jiamin came and sit with me la. ):&lt;br /&gt;chair oneeeee, jiayouuu, get well soon!&lt;br /&gt;sorry i passed the fever to you. ._.&lt;br /&gt;you'll confirm recover very fast de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;its the power of my love. x:&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you, so please come back soon. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACC,&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep twice.&lt;br /&gt;pearl got caught for sleeping. x:&lt;br /&gt;dont even remember what the teacher was talking about. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malayyy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiamin came over to sit with me yay. :D&lt;br /&gt;gave up copying halfway and played with jiaolian yiming &amp;amp; jiamin.&lt;br /&gt;they're damn funny lahhh. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'orang (smthsmth) jumpa (smthsmth). confirm zoo keeper de!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'makankan, confirm chef!'&lt;br /&gt;'what makankan! makanan lah!'&lt;br /&gt;'see lah, YOU MALU YOURSELF AGAIN!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaye laughed till malay ended, recess!&lt;br /&gt;ate with siaokuku jt yunen and angshuang.&lt;br /&gt;felt so terribly hungry but didnt even feel like drinking milo. /:&lt;br /&gt;siaokuku/darling helped me buy potato wedges in the end. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back from recess,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the whole making cake thing.&lt;br /&gt;yiming: walao you all very what leh! D:&lt;br /&gt;huijun: -laughs like hell-&lt;br /&gt;jiaolian: -laughs like hell-&lt;br /&gt;me: huh what happened. o.o&lt;br /&gt;huijun: SHE SAID SHE DUNNO HOW TO MAKE CAKE. SHE ONLY KNOW HOW TO EAT.&lt;br /&gt;amanda: -laughs even more-&lt;br /&gt;me: -thinks make what cake-&lt;br /&gt;yiming: THEY VERY WHAT LEH! -sad face-&lt;br /&gt;me: OH OMG HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, mr tan appeared and we all went back to our seats.&lt;br /&gt;had pop quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x-6.&lt;br /&gt;what is the coefficient of x?&lt;br /&gt;zero!&lt;br /&gt;yay im smart. ._.&lt;br /&gt;damn. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he teach teach teach..&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, like horror movie,&lt;br /&gt;HE USED SOME REALLY WEIRD FACIAL EXPRESSION&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I SWEAR ITS DAMN DISGUSTING.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;only me jiaolian and yiming saw it lah.&lt;br /&gt;its damn funnnnnny. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog.&lt;br /&gt;rawr i had no idea what she was saying.&lt;br /&gt;so tired that i cant remember anything. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science!&lt;br /&gt;noooo, mr han was pretty angry at us. ):&lt;br /&gt;food scienceeee.&lt;br /&gt;gave up copying too. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history.&lt;br /&gt;ha had some singapore history trivia shit.&lt;br /&gt;yay omg i got 9/20. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;after that she went through the entire thing she talked about last lesson again. x:&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think we should beg her to upload it on moodle lah.&lt;br /&gt;theres like so much to copy. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch break!&lt;br /&gt;ate with siao kuku/darling, jt, yunen, jiaqi, wuyue. :D&lt;br /&gt;had potato wedges and milo dino. :DD&lt;br /&gt;chionged back to class cause i forgot mr yap wasnt coming. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bizlab.&lt;br /&gt;OMG SUCKS. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pearl,&lt;br /&gt;dont worry, we're really not angry about the whole group choosing thing. :D&lt;br /&gt;i mean, we dont want to drag your whole group down cause of&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; one person&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;dont feel guilty or anything cause seriously, its the good and right choice. yep. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; congrats to the 3 groups who got selected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr everythign went wrong after the whole changing of groups thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, i almost exploded. O:&lt;br /&gt;like wtf lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you SUCKKKKKK&lt;/strong&gt; straws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to mr tan for like 2 hours after that. ._.&lt;br /&gt;he allowed us to use vulgarities. ._.&lt;br /&gt;blah.&lt;br /&gt;hes changing seating arrangements soon, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;rawr today sucks.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more like &lt;strong&gt;he sucks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-191532201120456249?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/191532201120456249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=191532201120456249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/191532201120456249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/191532201120456249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/rawr_26.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-2644892414336262892</id><published>2008-03-25T20:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T21:09:43.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>two days since i last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;peekture post! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R-j4dm3Az_I/AAAAAAAAAa8/F-Nmai5fL24/s1600-h/DSC02586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181664558820937714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R-j4dm3Az_I/AAAAAAAAAa8/F-Nmai5fL24/s320/DSC02586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're not short, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;its just the grass that's really tall. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R-j4eG3A0AI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ggt1auZCa4E/s1600-h/DSC02558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181664567410872322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R-j4eG3A0AI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ggt1auZCa4E/s320/DSC02558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bus back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R-j4eW3A0CI/AAAAAAAAAbU/N_84m34XXiM/s1600-h/DSC02587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181664571705839650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R-j4eW3A0CI/AAAAAAAAAbU/N_84m34XXiM/s320/DSC02587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look what jiaqi's sitting on. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R-j4eG3A0BI/AAAAAAAAAbM/Hxdj6SAUWe4/s1600-h/DSC02524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181664567410872338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R-j4eG3A0BI/AAAAAAAAAbM/Hxdj6SAUWe4/s320/DSC02524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaye.&lt;br /&gt;random but whatever. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalas.&lt;br /&gt;im down with mild fever. D:&lt;br /&gt;rawr i wanna sleep. /:&lt;br /&gt;apparently my mama thinks i have fever and red eyes only cause i lack sleep. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr dad just came in and said the phone bill's here.&lt;br /&gt;gosh im damn broke. ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-2644892414336262892?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2644892414336262892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=2644892414336262892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/2644892414336262892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/2644892414336262892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/two-days-since-i-last-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R-j4dm3Az_I/AAAAAAAAAa8/F-Nmai5fL24/s72-c/DSC02586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-5971351011168806552</id><published>2008-03-23T12:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T13:51:24.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;gong yan's over.&lt;br /&gt;anticipated yet dreaded. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met fiona, boonxuan, qianyi, jieyi, jo @ 830&lt;br /&gt;breakfast at mac!&lt;br /&gt;in concert attire.&lt;br /&gt;so embarrasing. ._.&lt;br /&gt;when i boarded the bus everyone thought i was cuckoo. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, breakfast-ed,&lt;br /&gt;boarded 196 to vch!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;walked walked.&lt;br /&gt;reached bch and helped the ban yun xiao zu carry stuff from the lorry.&lt;br /&gt;(in stupid shoes &amp;amp; i was holding a blazer. ._.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, rehearsal started at 12,&lt;br /&gt;had emcee practice and couldnt even talk to the zhengers. ):&lt;br /&gt;lalala,&lt;br /&gt;zheng rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;rawr ttk wasnt pleased with our first song again. /:&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, i just chionged down to put my zheng and ran back to emcee.&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;rehearsal ended,&lt;br /&gt;actual performance started @ 4.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roar.&lt;br /&gt;most of the items were screwed up. D:&lt;br /&gt;and so were the emcees. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had debrief after the first show.&lt;br /&gt;wow, like apparently no one cares about zheng.&lt;br /&gt;roarrrrr. D:&lt;br /&gt;hm,&lt;br /&gt;they said the first show was just a rehearsal for the night show.&lt;br /&gt;which is pretty true,&lt;br /&gt;since no one i knew (i hope? D:) was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second show started after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, screwed up the first part of the concert already lah. D:&lt;br /&gt;下午晚上好. ._.&lt;br /&gt;sorrrrry. ):&lt;br /&gt;had zheng,&lt;br /&gt;then rushed down to backstage.&lt;br /&gt;the paiwei people were so fast that i didnt have the time to put my zheng back to the behind behind place.&lt;br /&gt;pj, thanks for appearing behind the door and being forced to help me put my zheng.&lt;br /&gt;rushed for emcee.&lt;br /&gt;blah. /:&lt;br /&gt;concert ended,&lt;br /&gt;heaved a sigh of relief.&lt;br /&gt;forced angshuang and rason to come back up to meet me. x:&lt;br /&gt;rason, can you shut up about me being funny? -.-&lt;br /&gt;and thanks justin for the 'good job' msg! :D&lt;br /&gt;ha it really made me happy. x:&lt;br /&gt;since everyone else said 'ha it was good but so funny.' ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, left vch at 1030 [?]&lt;br /&gt;after helping to move the yue qi.&lt;br /&gt;thanks terrence for helping &amp;amp; telling me about my emcee-ing. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, walked to raffles MRT with shu qi, debby, hongling, michelle, jieyi.&lt;br /&gt;wooh walked the very romantic bridge again. xD&lt;br /&gt;apparently it was built for lovers to kiss.&lt;br /&gt;so i kept trying to scare michelle with the i-love-you look and she ran away. xD&lt;br /&gt;tried it on jieyi and she gave me the i-love-you look back and i ran away. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jieyi (to michelle): 'YOU TRY SCARE HER BACK SHE WILL SCARED ALREADY!'&lt;br /&gt;michelle: okay.&lt;br /&gt;me: michelleeee -look- MUACKS!&lt;br /&gt;michelle: OH~ MUACKS MUACKS!&lt;br /&gt;me: -runs away-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after awhile,&lt;br /&gt;i decided to scare her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: MICHELLLLE &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;michelle: zhentingggg &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;me: i love youuuu.&lt;br /&gt;michelle: OMG SHES NOT SCARED ANYMORE. -runs away-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;oh man michelle, you're so cute. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrt-ed back to euons,&lt;br /&gt;waited for papa and pj.&lt;br /&gt;hm, sent pj home in my very small car compared to his in china -.-&lt;br /&gt;my dad started questioning me about him after that. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; rawr, 122 smses gone yesterday. ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalas. my heart felt thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to the people who wished me luck before the concert :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pearl &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;yunen &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;jiamin &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;sophin &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;vivian &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;yanzhou &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;darren &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;junjie :D&lt;br /&gt;jinzhi :D&lt;br /&gt;(if you consider 'hope you make a mess, teehee.' as wishing me luck. x:)&lt;br /&gt;rason :D&lt;br /&gt;ben :D&lt;br /&gt;yiqi :D&lt;br /&gt;(rawr i cant believe im thanking you. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;shaun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; of course, my papa, mama and jies. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;those who came down to support. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiamin &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;huijun (YAYE THE MAN! :D) &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;jia ying &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;angshuang &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;justin &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;(ha although im sure half the time you werent watching what's on stage -hints- :P )&lt;br /&gt;rason :D&lt;br /&gt;shaun :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; pj who jiayou-ed me everytime he saw me @ backstage. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but definately not least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ZHENG 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my beloved zheng tuan'08:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year's gong yan...&lt;br /&gt;well, we didnt play to the fullest of our abilities.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah,&lt;br /&gt;THUMBS UP FOR US! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its like the saddest thing i didnt get to spend &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; time with you all except during the actual performance. ):&lt;br /&gt;i really wished i was with you all laaaah. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fiona,&lt;br /&gt;hmm, im assuming this isnt our last gong yan together,&lt;br /&gt;so i shant cry. /:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for making the effort to come back all the way to buona vista just for that one to two hours of fenzu,&lt;br /&gt;and chiong back to eunos again for shangyin.&lt;br /&gt;i love you &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you, to each and everyone one of you.&lt;br /&gt;everytime you all walk passed the backstage,&lt;br /&gt;everytime you all said a single jiayou,&lt;br /&gt;everytime you all stand with me, hold my hand and tell me im not gonna screw up.&lt;br /&gt;every single word that you all say really means alot alot to me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the encouragement and the support.&lt;br /&gt;i really needed it. (:&lt;br /&gt;i love you all &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; most importantly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;shuting, yu jie, ophilia, esther, shi yun, xizi, michelle.&lt;br /&gt;aka, the &lt;u&gt;sec four seniors. &lt;3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been exactly one year since i entered dhsco zheng.&lt;br /&gt;it was you guys who pushed us, juniors, on.&lt;br /&gt;without you all,&lt;br /&gt;i dont even think i could have made it to this year's gong yan.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for your patience in teaching us. (:&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i made you all angry or anything. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michelle,&lt;br /&gt;rawr, you're the only sec 4 senior in zheng 4, and you're gonna abandon us. ):&lt;br /&gt;im sureee you will come back for fenzu to save me one right? x:&lt;br /&gt;rawr i'll miss trying to scare you with my 'kisses' during fz. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly,&lt;br /&gt;all your msn names so emo one&lt;br /&gt;(except for esther's talking about her elmo being ripped. ._.)&lt;br /&gt;its not over.&lt;br /&gt;its never over.&lt;br /&gt;you're always part of dhsco zheng.&lt;br /&gt;thats for sure. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaye i love you all &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gong yan '08&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-5971351011168806552?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5971351011168806552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=5971351011168806552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/5971351011168806552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/5971351011168806552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/gong-yans-over.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-404590239052852135</id><published>2008-03-21T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T23:03:28.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rawr. &lt;br /&gt;i wore a dress. D:&lt;br /&gt;cheat my feelings lah.&lt;br /&gt;i was gonna wear skirt when dad scolded me. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wedding dinner was okay..&lt;br /&gt;sat with all my dad's siblings and their wives&lt;br /&gt;(&amp; my mama pangseh my papa cause she wasnt feeling well. &lt;br /&gt;made him so paiseh. ._.)&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;everyone laughed at the fact that i couldnt hold the chopsticks the right way.&lt;br /&gt;damn. embarrasing. D:&lt;br /&gt;and even worse,&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt peel the prawn. ._.&lt;br /&gt;rawr okay lah whatever.&lt;br /&gt;anyway i was the only kid there &lt;br /&gt;and i bet they didnt know i was 14 cause my jies both looked so old. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was an eight course meal.&lt;br /&gt;full like anything. D:&lt;br /&gt;after the meal,&lt;br /&gt;all of us started saying who inherited the family eyes, eyebrows, nose, blah.&lt;br /&gt;they all claimed i have double eyelid when i dont. ._.&lt;br /&gt;im just tired thats why its there. x:&lt;br /&gt;and i told them the little secret i had when i was young.&lt;br /&gt;got once bai nian,&lt;br /&gt;i thought one of my dad's brother (uncle) was my dad.&lt;br /&gt;so embarrasing. ._.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, i was only 4 or 5 then lah. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need sleep.&lt;br /&gt;except im too full to.&lt;br /&gt;gained 2 kg after a wedding dinner, wth. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-404590239052852135?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/404590239052852135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=404590239052852135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/404590239052852135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/404590239052852135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/rawr_21.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-2191536199780483995</id><published>2008-03-21T13:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T13:50:56.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;i dont wanna break anymore hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;what hurts the most is being so close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear from now on i wont ask anymore stupid questions. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm,&lt;br /&gt;going out with my jie later before the wedding dinner.&lt;br /&gt;gosh,&lt;br /&gt;i seriously hope she doesnt force me to wear a dress later. ._.&lt;br /&gt;jiaolian,&lt;br /&gt;see, im trying to be a man.&lt;br /&gt;its the environment that doesnt allow me to. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gong yan's tmr. /:&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;no stress. no stress.&lt;br /&gt;rawr no one is allowed to laugh tmr.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;(im thanking god that raey's not going tmr. x:)&lt;br /&gt;and yeah,&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna look up at the circle seats cause most of you will probably be there.&lt;br /&gt;omg. ):&lt;br /&gt;last call.&lt;br /&gt;i have one extra ticket. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-2191536199780483995?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2191536199780483995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=2191536199780483995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/2191536199780483995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/2191536199780483995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-dont-wanna-break-anymore-hearts.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-704415866706448106</id><published>2008-03-20T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T21:35:03.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rawr.&lt;br /&gt;was too tired to blog yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant remember anything except this paragraph dedicated to my dear saddistic raey. x;&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;was practicing for emcee outside staff room two with an lao shi and debby,&lt;br /&gt;an lao shi was facing us,&lt;br /&gt;backfacing raey and wenning who appeared outside staff room 2.&lt;br /&gt;when our lines were&lt;br /&gt;‘新春来临，普天同庆，人们敲锣打鼓，载歌载舞，欢天喜地'&lt;br /&gt;and raey started dancing according to the cheng yu. ._.&lt;br /&gt;i burst out laughing and i pointed to behind and said '后面有人!'&lt;br /&gt;then an lao shi turned behind &amp;amp; raey instantly became super engrossed in the wall.&lt;br /&gt;wow. O:&lt;br /&gt;worst,&lt;br /&gt;an lao shi said&lt;br /&gt;后面也有人，前面也有人，演出当天会有多少个人，难道你要在那边笑吗？&lt;br /&gt;rawr raey is evil. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so damn tired that i couldnt even smile in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history, rawr lied about my history file.&lt;br /&gt;group discussion,&lt;br /&gt;three of us (huijun vivian and i) started talking about the.. girl things.&lt;br /&gt;and justin was just sitting there going red. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music,&lt;br /&gt;yaye percussion.&lt;br /&gt;dionis nearly bet 10 bucks on smth that i will definately win in. wooh. :D&lt;br /&gt;hahahs we were being crazy throughout the whole of music.&lt;br /&gt;YAYE SIAOKUKU &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;junkai yelled cb at the teacher and the teacher actually apologised. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wth. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;hmm, moved around with the different instruments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;isaac looked retarded O:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;and he was constantly pointing middle finger, according to dionis. o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;LA,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;stereotypes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;the movie thing was funny. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;recess,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;yaye me angshuang and dionis hold hands and walked to the canteen. x;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;angshuang was saying she stole her girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;and apparently i stole jt's girlfriend. x; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;lalala. x:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;ate seaweed chicken and drank milo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;chinese, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;did gong han. yaye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;CME, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;slack. ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;after school,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;went out with angshuang to buy justin's present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;treat her lunch since shes broke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;spent like 20 on food in all. O:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;rawr im broke. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;justin you better appreciate your present cause its really meaningful. x;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;and its really cute. yay. x;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;lalas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;CO concert is in 2 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;nervous. D:&lt;br /&gt;and im so not ready to wear the blazer, heels, and stockings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;im supposed to be a man. ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;rawr. bye. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-704415866706448106?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/704415866706448106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=704415866706448106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/704415866706448106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/704415866706448106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/rawr_20.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-1424063566059696844</id><published>2008-03-18T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T21:01:02.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;three hundredth post! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly,&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU JUSTIN! :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;for fixing my specs. xD&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe i spent the whole night trying to stuff the lens back&lt;br /&gt;and you did it within like 10 mins? ._.&lt;br /&gt;future engineer. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;came to school without my specs.&lt;br /&gt;was hoping i dont fall off any steps or bang into the wall. ._.&lt;br /&gt;went to class,&lt;br /&gt;dionis scolded me for not wearing contacts. ._.&lt;br /&gt;passed my specs to justin and he fiddled it with while i went to find my wallet's finder.&lt;br /&gt;went to 1G, couldnt find her,&lt;br /&gt;passed 1H, hui hsien came out and talked to angshuang.&lt;br /&gt;wow im suprised she can recognise me. O:&lt;br /&gt;went back to class,&lt;br /&gt;justin fixed my specs. :D&lt;br /&gt;found my wallet on the table. :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;went to find debby to read the script like siao kukus outside her class. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flagraising,&lt;br /&gt;yaye siao kuku/girlfriend! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously speaking,&lt;br /&gt;when we all graduate from 2C'08,&lt;br /&gt;i'll really want to get into the same class as dionis. O:&lt;br /&gt;shes like the most... interesting infront person i can ever get. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history LA recess ACC math HCL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tada, cant remember anything during the lessons. x;&lt;br /&gt;except i'm very proud of the fact that i actually PASSED pop quiz with 7/14.&lt;br /&gt;yaye. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr tan, i was really gonna pass you the contact list lah.&lt;br /&gt;fine if you dont believe me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; stop kajiaoing me cause i forgot 4x9=36. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, lunched with jiaolian crew!&lt;br /&gt;i ate a lot. O:&lt;br /&gt;until now im still damn full ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MRT-ed home with huijun,&lt;br /&gt;while amanda and christine took the other line.&lt;br /&gt;played each other's phone as usual. xD&lt;br /&gt;rawr im gonna break your highscore. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home and slept till like 7? o.o&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, jiayou to the people taking violin/piano exam! :D&lt;br /&gt;namely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weige,&lt;br /&gt;(rawr wth, violin grade 8. -.- )&lt;br /&gt;who didnt reply my jiayou msg today. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angshuang! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;jiayouuu loves.&lt;br /&gt;you can do it. x;&lt;br /&gt;i'll wait for you to come back for lunch! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yunen! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;20th. JIAYOU! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben,&lt;br /&gt;who has a chance of meeting angshuang tmr too. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh yeah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiong history. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-1424063566059696844?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1424063566059696844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=1424063566059696844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/1424063566059696844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/1424063566059696844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/three-hundredth-post-d-firstly-thank.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-7644797781072032173</id><published>2008-03-17T21:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T22:50:20.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH WTH I JUST BROKE MY SPECS. ._.&lt;br /&gt;the same way as jo did anway. ._.&lt;br /&gt;rawrrrrrrrrrrrrr. D:&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be blind tmr. damn. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i die die wont wear contacts. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALA.&lt;br /&gt;mr biollo didnt come today. wooh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE,&lt;br /&gt;4 rounds round the track.&lt;br /&gt;stayed with dionis jt and jiaqi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIT AND REACH SUCKS. D:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr. ):&lt;br /&gt;sit ups were easy, except my tail bone died after punching it on the floor continuously for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess,&lt;br /&gt;stayed at the back of the stalls with jiaqi and wuyue.&lt;br /&gt;talked about potatoes and sweet potatoes. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assembly&lt;br /&gt;CHEER PRACTICE!&lt;br /&gt;i was trying to convince jt and dionis to zi high with me. D:&lt;br /&gt;in the end out of 3 of te AP-ed i only managed to get yunen to shout.&lt;br /&gt;anyway in the end when we all stand up for the last one,&lt;br /&gt;(when mr hia gave out the wrong commands. ha mr hia malu. :D)&lt;br /&gt;all of us were high-ing and screaming. :D&lt;br /&gt;except chair said from far she could only hear me. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;OMG WE FINALLY FINISHED ALL THE DISGUSTING TOPICS.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wth food science's disgusting too.&lt;br /&gt;mr han was talking about shit being big and bulky. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math,&lt;br /&gt;thanks mr tan, your APPETIZER was APPETIZING.&lt;br /&gt;it ate away my whole day of highness.&lt;br /&gt;rawr i left one blank, thats like minus 2.&lt;br /&gt;rawr he circled my question 1, 3 and 5, thats like minus at least 4.&lt;br /&gt;out of 14 marks,&lt;br /&gt;if i pass, i'd be grateful. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIP,&lt;br /&gt;ZOO TRIP! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH I FOUND OUT MANY OF HUIJUN'S PAST TIME SECRETS. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiaolian pearl and natasha werent there.&lt;br /&gt;they went for training for zonals. /:&lt;br /&gt;anyway, JIAYOU LOVES! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;australian outback was damn cooool.&lt;br /&gt;the animals are damn cute. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fragile forest sucked. ._.&lt;br /&gt;frogs are disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;before angshuang went in, her tears all came out.&lt;br /&gt;when she went in,&lt;br /&gt;she screamed and cried. D:&lt;br /&gt;jiaqi guarded her behind to prevent butterflies from going to her,&lt;br /&gt;i walked backwards, hugging her so no butterflies can go near her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;journey back to the auditorium was damn funny (to angshuang. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;while she calmed down after fragile forest,&lt;br /&gt;we suddenly heard a really really weird sound&lt;br /&gt;her: did you hear that? D:&lt;br /&gt;me: yeah. scare me. i thought it was jinzhi&lt;br /&gt;-points at jinzhi who was walking very sian-ly behind us-&lt;br /&gt;her: [laughs like siao]&lt;br /&gt;aye i really thought it was jz what. ._.&lt;br /&gt;roar. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MRT-ed back with dionis yunen jiaqi jiamin xinyan angshuang.&lt;br /&gt;dionis and i decided to eat dinner together&lt;br /&gt;(&amp;amp; i somehow became her girlfriend. x;&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;jiaying, jolene, haihua, angshuang, jiaqi, boonhui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you're not reading this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not cheating on you all! x: )&lt;br /&gt;yunen and jiaqi joined us.&lt;br /&gt;yaye had dinner in KFC,&lt;br /&gt;the one me angshuang isaac jinzhi rason ended up in when we couldnt find sakae,&lt;br /&gt;the first time we went out. x;&lt;br /&gt;retarded memories of them cheating us that they brought 5 bucks each. ._.&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 8+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalas,&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES!&lt;br /&gt;i decided not to post all those that i tou pai.&lt;br /&gt;i'll get sued. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, make this an exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R96CwiWU4iI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Abv9n9F0oVg/s1600-h/IMG_5172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178720391888429602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R96CwiWU4iI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Abv9n9F0oVg/s320/IMG_5172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEI LAI ZHONG TONG!&lt;br /&gt;omg when she becomes the president can sell for money leh!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R96EgCWU4qI/AAAAAAAAAa0/dSGyK93lLkM/s1600-h/IMG_5179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178722307443843746" style="WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="172" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R96EgCWU4qI/AAAAAAAAAa0/dSGyK93lLkM/s320/IMG_5179.jpg" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha zilian on the bus. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R96CxCWU4jI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/VU4cfVTrmFw/s1600-h/IMG_5192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178720400478364210" style="CURSOR: hand" height="240" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R96CxCWU4jI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/VU4cfVTrmFw/s320/IMG_5192.jpg" width="319" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;kangaroooo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R96CxiWU4kI/AAAAAAAAAaE/rC4pTiM8b2I/s1600-h/IMG_5199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178720409068298818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R96CxiWU4kI/AAAAAAAAAaE/rC4pTiM8b2I/s320/IMG_5199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMGOMG THIS IS THE NICEST PIC I TOOK TODAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;so damn cute. ):&lt;br /&gt;someone buy it for me. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R96CxyWU4lI/AAAAAAAAAaM/2eCAQq1jm-8/s1600-h/IMG_5200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178720413363266130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R96CxyWU4lI/AAAAAAAAAaM/2eCAQq1jm-8/s320/IMG_5200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMGOMG CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R96CyCWU4mI/AAAAAAAAAaU/9IVPmA_n6YI/s1600-h/IMG_5207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178720417658233442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R96CyCWU4mI/AAAAAAAAAaU/9IVPmA_n6YI/s320/IMG_5207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or otherwise known as:&lt;br /&gt;'angshuang, do not enter &lt;---'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalas theres so much more.&lt;br /&gt;zebras, kangaroos, fake crocodiles (rawr shut up huijun. x;) , etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiong history. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-7644797781072032173?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7644797781072032173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=7644797781072032173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/7644797781072032173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/7644797781072032173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-wth-i-just-broke-my-specs.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R96CwiWU4iI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Abv9n9F0oVg/s72-c/IMG_5172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-2988639290171727542</id><published>2008-03-16T19:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T20:15:39.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rawr.&lt;br /&gt;1 simple word - tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really really really tired. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, woke up at 9, met jo at 10 at the library.&lt;br /&gt;went to borrow a xi you ji for my yue du ka that i haven started on.&lt;br /&gt;(in fact i dont even have the paper. ._. )&lt;br /&gt;1030,&lt;br /&gt;ran for both bus 13 and 55 to go to eunos.&lt;br /&gt;missed both. ._.&lt;br /&gt;1045, took 966.&lt;br /&gt;1055, reached eunos MRT, stopped at Niwa Sushi and had breakfast. x;&lt;br /&gt;1108, boarded the train&lt;br /&gt;1133, our worst nightmare began. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jo and i were the only sec 2s there.&lt;br /&gt;others were all the leaders of each section,&lt;br /&gt;sec 4s. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helped kong hwa pai wei for their rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;carried a thousand zhengs. D:&lt;br /&gt;watched them play dong hai yu ge &amp;amp; feng shou luo gu.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, not bad.&lt;br /&gt;maybe a gold or silver for SYF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;justin msged.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, dont be sad over your competition okay?&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe you stayed in school from like what,&lt;br /&gt;morning to 10pm at night yesterday ALONE?&lt;br /&gt;just to programme the robot thing.&lt;br /&gt;im veryvery proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;so dont be disappointed lah. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;its not about the position,&lt;br /&gt;placing or prize its the effort you put in that matters :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a million qins down and went up again,&lt;br /&gt;coral primary zheng played shan dan dan and another song.&lt;br /&gt;shan dan dan was my last year's exam piece.&lt;br /&gt;after i heard them play.&lt;br /&gt;uh. ._.&lt;br /&gt;basically, both jo and i agree that they'll get COP. really. ._.&lt;br /&gt;they werent even prepared for a normal performance,&lt;br /&gt;SYF's gonna be much worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tao nan zheng came,&lt;br /&gt;carried qin up and down again. ._.&lt;br /&gt;i must say they deserve a gold with honour.&lt;br /&gt;which is. damn sad. D:&lt;br /&gt;the last SYF naps zheng pwned taonan.&lt;br /&gt;this year.. i dunno. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngee ann finally finally came,&lt;br /&gt;carried qin up and down AGAIN. D:&lt;br /&gt;hmm. was pretty okay.&lt;br /&gt;jiayou for SYF (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh, had lunch,&lt;br /&gt;then had some kong hwa conflict thing.&lt;br /&gt;okay, before i start complaining,&lt;br /&gt;no offence to the kong hwa people okay? ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, im not only whining cause it makes our job tougher.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is like an east zone zheng thing.&lt;br /&gt;why cant we share the zhengs?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so some teacher from khs just came over and say&lt;br /&gt;'it is kong hwa's item now right? why are they carrying the ngee ann zhengs?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'where?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'there! they are carrying the ngee ann zhengs!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'oh sorry, cause kong hwa's the first item. so we're thinking we keep all the qin there until the last item for zheng cause if we have to use every school's then very ma fan.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'nonono, kong hwa's zheng will be used by kong hwa , ngee ann's will be used by ngee ann. i want every zheng back right after their performance.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then theres this whole big confusion and we had to ban all the ngee ann qin out so kong hwa can have their qin back.&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, moving 27 qin from one place to other isnt easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh. moved everything around until the actual performance started&lt;br /&gt;jo left me and went to watch the concert.&lt;br /&gt;were left with all the seniors. ._.&lt;br /&gt;we died during the change of formation.&lt;br /&gt;everything was damn messy. D:&lt;br /&gt;and i dropped a qin. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took jo's car home.&lt;br /&gt;her dad parked at fullerton hotel.&lt;br /&gt;grand la. ._.&lt;br /&gt;even the toilets are.&lt;br /&gt;wow. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr have to go chiong hw. /:&lt;br /&gt;i have uh 4 more jian bao, the yue du ka shit, IPO system, packing of files left.&lt;br /&gt;congratulate me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;to you:&lt;br /&gt;yeah, go on and insult us.&lt;br /&gt;co did well for rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;but does that mean you have the right to suan us saying 'wah your zheng this standard..' ?&lt;br /&gt;for the second time you made me this pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;insulting me is fine,&lt;br /&gt;dont insult zheng.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;okay i take that back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;insulting me isnt fine either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;esp. the way you talk as if what i do is nothing compared to what you did, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;when they were the same jobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&amp;amp; i bet you dont know im angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-2988639290171727542?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2988639290171727542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=2988639290171727542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/2988639290171727542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/2988639290171727542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/rawr.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-193344507197139834</id><published>2008-03-14T20:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T21:22:27.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rawr i dont want to go for some my cousin's wedding dinner.&lt;br /&gt;its on the night before the performance. ._.&lt;br /&gt;besides, i dont even know who he is.&lt;br /&gt;i doubt i know anyone besides the uncles and aunts from my dad's side.&lt;br /&gt;plus, i dont want to wear dresssss. D:&lt;br /&gt;im supposed to be man! O: (yes jiaolian, you repeated this a thousand times. x;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, REHEARSAL/FENZU TODAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;fenzu, we had pai wei in the D&amp;amp;D room,&lt;br /&gt;I SAW ANGSHUANG! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, practiced and all.&lt;br /&gt;realised the very strict senior who came yesterday told us all the wrong things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i somehow lost the ability to move.&lt;br /&gt;if you're going for CO concert,&lt;br /&gt;you'll probably see me moving fakingly or stone like a plank of wood. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rehearsal!&lt;br /&gt;omg shit. D:&lt;br /&gt;an lao shi chased us out of the hall.&lt;br /&gt;and scolded us VERY LOUDLY.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;lalala, rehearsed rehearsed.&lt;br /&gt;kind of got out of my panicky mood.&lt;br /&gt;she got shu ting out of the hall to show us how to read and smile at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;im very proud of the fact that i have such a imba leader. :D&lt;br /&gt;except i dont think i can speak chinese with the confidence she has. O:&lt;br /&gt;prodedness. /:&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i STILL have no idea how to smile as i read. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an lao shi said i was timid. ._.&lt;br /&gt;boonxuan, i think you have to boo me more,&lt;br /&gt;till the day i stop screaming. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahgong, you can stop being shocked at the fact that im emceeing. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; ex tuan zhang, tuan zhang, shu ting etc&lt;br /&gt;said debby and i...&lt;br /&gt;1. are long lost sisters/twins&lt;br /&gt;2. are made for each other if we were les.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;and most of the people thought we were blood related. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zheng rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;DDDDD:&lt;br /&gt;although yeah, &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; senior said we did well,&lt;br /&gt;it was only like 80% of our usual fenzu.. D:&lt;br /&gt;zheng lao shi wasnt happy anyway. /:&lt;br /&gt;nevermind, zheng jiayou on 22nd! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, played the marble game after rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;huiwen was shouting so loud when i was playing that zheng lao shi came over. D:&lt;br /&gt;boonxuan jolene and dionne prankcalled yiqi,&lt;br /&gt;cause he was msging everyone 'call me call me'&lt;br /&gt;stupid despo-for-calls-guy. -.-&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;they claimed they were from pizzahut and asked for his orders.&lt;br /&gt;rawr, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;im not a pizza. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; dionne's inbox all 'Flasher' 'Flasher' one. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debrief.&lt;br /&gt;uh,&lt;br /&gt;if you call &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'zheng zu, i think you did &lt;/em&gt;very&lt;em&gt; well. at least much more than what i expected from you guys, judging from the last time i heard you all'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some sort of compliment,&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i'd really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed back with debby for the blazer.&lt;br /&gt;the first one i tried, even my skirt was covered. ._.&lt;br /&gt;and ahgong looks so cool in it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chionging hw time.&lt;br /&gt;like wth. D:&lt;br /&gt;i thought sunday was my only day free.&lt;br /&gt;turned out i have to go back ngee ann to help them at the concert&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe they still trust my putting make-up skills. x;&lt;br /&gt;its the second time im watching their performance at vch without a ticket. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;except i have to watch them through the backstage doors. x;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.dhsco &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;gongyan.08&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-193344507197139834?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/193344507197139834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=193344507197139834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/193344507197139834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/193344507197139834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/rawr-i-dont-want-to-go-for-some-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-3735401128843459135</id><published>2008-03-13T19:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T20:28:30.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel accomplished. O:&lt;br /&gt;i actually finished the first piece of hw!&lt;br /&gt;variations assignment. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday &amp;amp; today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12march.&lt;br /&gt;almost nothing was memorable except going home with fiona.&lt;br /&gt;O:&lt;br /&gt;its like 3 months since we went home together from school&lt;br /&gt;the walk back to mrt was so crazy.&lt;br /&gt;missed it alot alot. /:&lt;br /&gt;we walked to the mrt holding hands, speaking distorted english.&lt;br /&gt;started singing yao zu and she could change every note to the eff word. x;&lt;br /&gt;me, wye in, boonxuan and fiona mrt-ed back playing the happy tree friends game&lt;br /&gt;'OMG KILL THE MOOSE!'&lt;br /&gt;'YESSSS!'&lt;br /&gt;everyone was just staring at us. x;&lt;br /&gt;alighted at eunos to take bus with fiona&lt;br /&gt;she fed me the cadbury thing and i gave her milkybar.&lt;br /&gt;her: OMG WHY YOURS SO FAT. o.o&lt;br /&gt;me: -stares- oh. ya hor (thinking the milkybar is fat)&lt;br /&gt;her: -stares at the wrapper- CHEY, I THOUGHT YOURS WAS HERSHEYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13march.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 8. :D&lt;br /&gt;(for once i consider that late.)&lt;br /&gt;went NAPS! xD&lt;br /&gt;jo and i tuned 27 qins.&lt;br /&gt;TWENTY-SEVEN. O:&lt;br /&gt;we took uh, 3 hours? ._.&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;was damn tired after that.&lt;br /&gt;changed at least 10 strings and tuned 27 x 21 = 567 strings in all. ._.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how they played for the whole term lah.&lt;br /&gt;it sounded horrible without tuning. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished at 12,&lt;br /&gt;took out my zhi jia and it dropped into the drain. =.=&lt;br /&gt;uh, being macho, jo and i actually pulled the drain cover thing up and saved it.&lt;br /&gt;went home to get the rackets and wash my zhi jia.&lt;br /&gt;washed the lucky zhi jia with soap,&lt;br /&gt;it slipped and got washed down the sink. .____.&lt;br /&gt;okay, the adventures of the poor zhi jia with a stupid owner. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;zhi jia,&lt;br /&gt;no matter where you are now,&lt;br /&gt;ina pipe on the way to the newater place or whatever,&lt;br /&gt;im sorry. x; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate lunch in the market after leaving house,&lt;br /&gt;took bus to mrt and zoomed to school.&lt;br /&gt;reached at 2.30, was like what. 5 hours late for zheng. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played badminton&lt;s&gt;(zheng pt!)&lt;/s&gt; after fenzu. o.o&lt;br /&gt;i miss crystal. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home in the rain with boon, jieyi and jo.&lt;br /&gt;played the happy tree friends game again. xD&lt;br /&gt;'kill the mooose!'&lt;br /&gt;so retarded. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr tmr's rehearsal. D:&lt;br /&gt;jiayou zheng &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;jiayou debby &amp;amp; i. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.ilovezheng&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-3735401128843459135?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3735401128843459135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=3735401128843459135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/3735401128843459135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/3735401128843459135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-feel-accomplished.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-1960506254441207938</id><published>2008-03-11T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T23:18:19.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rawr im so tired. ._.&lt;br /&gt;at the end of every school day, jiaying and i would always say 'i look forward to friday'&lt;br /&gt;its afterall the only day we actually get enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;march hols is supposedly a term break.&lt;br /&gt;guess im getting much more tired than any other day. ._.&lt;br /&gt;now i look forward to school reopening,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;at least theres time to sleep in class.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, they call it march &lt;em&gt;holiday&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;i call it &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;bullshit.&lt;/span&gt; -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry to the people i yelled at/dao-ed just now,&lt;br /&gt;was just... chionging through hw.&lt;br /&gt;(although im so not apologising to the person with the &lt;em&gt;initials&lt;/em&gt; that starts with &lt;strong&gt;j&lt;/strong&gt; and ends with &lt;strong&gt;k&lt;/strong&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;rawr. /:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, just remembered theres shangyin tmr.&lt;br /&gt;i reallyreally feel like ponning.&lt;br /&gt;its just yet another time im gonna disappoint laoshi. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn the homework that im most probably not gonna finish,&lt;br /&gt;esp. chinese. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr im gonna sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-1960506254441207938?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1960506254441207938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=1960506254441207938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/1960506254441207938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/1960506254441207938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/rawr-im-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-7113569887932287322</id><published>2008-03-10T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T22:24:08.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rawr im falling asleep. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr the tag's dead, i demand it to be revived. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr my chinese still sucks. D:&lt;br /&gt;im like speaking to the wall, literally. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Class Comm Camp/Training.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met pj on bus 13,&lt;br /&gt;went to eunos to meet up with jiaying jiamin and jo,&lt;br /&gt;and picked joey up from lavender. :O&lt;br /&gt;2C/2F meeting. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went LT, had the very interesting talk and all.&lt;br /&gt;i must say, its the most not boring talk i've attended, really.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, overall it seems pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;im proud of the batch'06 ngeeannions&lt;br /&gt;almost all of us are in class comm. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;break, had sandwich prepared by first stall uncle &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;thanks thanks thanks.&lt;br /&gt;passed ben's present to yongying since i met her on the way. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the LT,&lt;br /&gt;had that beckhom or whatever video.&lt;br /&gt;omg damn sad. ._.&lt;br /&gt;wthwthwth. /:&lt;br /&gt;its like happy tree friends. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch break, waited for 15 mins for our mac to arrive,&lt;br /&gt;thank you school, once again for providing free meals. x;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, ate with jiaying huiting and jiamin. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to LT, had some group activities again.&lt;br /&gt;then we had class extended to level discussion.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, alvin's suggestion was good.&lt;br /&gt;about rubik's cube being kept in a ziplock bag so that we wont play during lesson time.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, smth liddat.&lt;br /&gt;the telephone network thing is pretty good also,&lt;br /&gt;(although zheng/CO used it too)&lt;br /&gt;rawr i freaked out when i had to use a mic.&lt;br /&gt;wonder how im gonna die for gong yan. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leadership training ended with the solution for the rope thing.&lt;br /&gt;omg. o.o&lt;br /&gt;to think we tried stepping in the ropes,&lt;br /&gt;appearing like we were hugging each other,&lt;br /&gt;trying to solve it.&lt;br /&gt;O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrt-ed home with the 2C 2F class comm again.&lt;br /&gt;dinnered with pj &lt;s&gt;his unglamness kills. -.-&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, watching him eat a burger is damn horrible. ._.&lt;br /&gt;hmm,&lt;br /&gt;he got pissed at me cause i had an umbrella and didnt use it. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalas,&lt;br /&gt;back to talking to the wall. ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-7113569887932287322?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7113569887932287322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=7113569887932287322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/7113569887932287322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/7113569887932287322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/rawr-im-falling-asleep.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-4136293160103865193</id><published>2008-03-09T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T22:55:51.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Math&lt;br /&gt;Math Variation Notes (Click &lt;a href="http://www.dhs.sg:8080/learn/file.php/36/Year_2_Maths_-_Variations_Notes_2008.pdf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Variation Assignment (Click &lt;a href="http://www.dhs.sg:8080/learn/file.php/36/Year_2_Maths_-_Variations_Assignment_2008.pdf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics Journal for e-portfolio (Click &lt;a href="http://www.dhs.sg:8080/learn/mod/assignment/view.php?id=2057"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Language Arts&lt;br /&gt;i THINK we're supposed to read to kill a mocking bird.&lt;br /&gt;what are we supposed to upload from moodle again? ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography&lt;br /&gt;pairwork task thingthing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese&lt;br /&gt;THE JIAN BAO THING!&lt;br /&gt;which i dont know how to do. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History&lt;br /&gt;File check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science&lt;br /&gt;File check&lt;br /&gt;Science Fair Project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bizlab&lt;br /&gt;- Make a sample of your products&lt;br /&gt;- Make a conclusion from your surveys&lt;br /&gt;- (i cant remember anything else. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr lifted from class blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how am i supposed to finish hw. D:&lt;br /&gt;there isnt even holidays lah. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday, class comm training&lt;br /&gt;tuesday, practice &lt;em&gt;emcee&lt;/em&gt;-ing to an lao shi with debby and wye inn.&lt;br /&gt;wednesday, zheng&lt;br /&gt;thursday, zheng&lt;br /&gt;friday, zheng &amp;amp; rehearsal&lt;br /&gt;saturday, zheng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, although i have totally no complains for jixun &lt;3,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant help roaring at the march &lt;i&gt;holidays&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr spent one hour on this when i was supposed to write my science notes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R9Pj2iWU4hI/AAAAAAAAAZs/kg8UDouYR6U/s1600-h/IMG_5105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175730922851721746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R9Pj2iWU4hI/AAAAAAAAAZs/kg8UDouYR6U/s320/IMG_5105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, somehow slacked without knowing until.. 6?&lt;br /&gt;started on my science notes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr chiong hw. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-4136293160103865193?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4136293160103865193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=4136293160103865193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4136293160103865193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4136293160103865193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/math-math-variation-notes-click-here.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R9Pj2iWU4hI/AAAAAAAAAZs/kg8UDouYR6U/s72-c/IMG_5105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-7795909938824255556</id><published>2008-03-07T20:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T21:16:59.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rawr im sorry.. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; jiayou justin! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;recover soon. )):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; im dying for my MC thing cause theres apparently no english one.&lt;br /&gt;and in china we have to be the MC again.&lt;br /&gt;gosh. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate today. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-7795909938824255556?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7795909938824255556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=7795909938824255556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/7795909938824255556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/7795909938824255556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/rawr-im-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-5525144643228987520</id><published>2008-03-06T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T23:32:31.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rawr since siao kuku asked me to blog.&lt;br /&gt;x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA,&lt;br /&gt;wooh justin and ahgong rocked. :D&lt;br /&gt;isaac and jz was being retarded about pornography. /:&lt;br /&gt;jiaqi and yunen werent really prepared. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science.&lt;br /&gt;omg i cried. /:&lt;br /&gt;i just looked at ONE SCENE.&lt;br /&gt;one.&lt;br /&gt;and i leaned on vivian's shoulder and cried. ._.&lt;br /&gt;abortion sucks.&lt;br /&gt;damn rapists and people who have sex without caring about the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;oh god, rawr. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess,&lt;br /&gt;had teriyaki chicken pizza.&lt;br /&gt;still emotionally traumatised by the video. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PC,&lt;br /&gt;i started off with my wonderful speech. x;&lt;br /&gt;wth, im not lee hwee junior or anything.&lt;br /&gt;disgusting. D:&lt;br /&gt;mr tan came in and talked about army days. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math,&lt;br /&gt;factorization sucks. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;computering,&lt;br /&gt;dionis and angshuang were being retarded. :O&lt;br /&gt;one moment i turn to the computer,&lt;br /&gt;there was a pink rabbit!&lt;br /&gt;next moment,&lt;br /&gt;it had a green ear. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school,&lt;br /&gt;JIAOLIAN CREW! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;pearl ponned an hour of jap. x;&lt;br /&gt;stayed back and waited for...&lt;br /&gt;christine and angshuang to finishtheir geog file,&lt;br /&gt;amanda to finish her chinese worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;i was angshuang's free highlighting machine. -.-&lt;br /&gt;huijun malu-ed herself. x;&lt;br /&gt;she was laughing at her 3 year old drawing and some teacher came over to scold her.x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angshuang wrote down all the jiaolian crew stuff and being so bored i went to photocopy 10 copies of it. x;&lt;br /&gt;jiaolian scolded me. ._.&lt;br /&gt;i dont careeee, tmr must take jiaolian crew photo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;give it up, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im sorry but&lt;strong&gt; i dont like you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;tell me how do i tell you that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-5525144643228987520?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5525144643228987520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=5525144643228987520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/5525144643228987520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/5525144643228987520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/rawr-since-siao-kuku-asked-me-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-6711869527037261145</id><published>2008-03-05T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T21:48:44.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;gosh why is this happening. /:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;4285936211911661484542491.428593621858691.476521296136226685921969.391.362.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, today.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, HAPPY BIRTHDAY ISAAC. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;you're one year closer to death. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acc was okay,&lt;br /&gt;the trainee teacher is much better than the experienced one. O:&lt;br /&gt;slacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malay, conversations and blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess, ate with the jiaolian crew :D&lt;br /&gt;chionged back to class for math paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math,&lt;br /&gt;suck. suck. suck. sucks. ._.&lt;br /&gt;hi five dionis, same mark, same question wrong.&lt;br /&gt;oh god i feel stupid.&lt;br /&gt;that was like the easiest question in the damn paper. ._.&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;s&gt;shant&lt;/s&gt; try not to complain. D:&lt;br /&gt;yaye pearl, same score tooo. :D&lt;br /&gt;hmm,&lt;br /&gt;level head ( mrs teng? x;) came and look for the chairperson when i was whining over math.&lt;br /&gt;and she announced the most horrible news on earth: the GOH is gonna come to our class, so she expects it to be clean, neat, tidy, blah. blah.&lt;br /&gt;shes gonna check the class tmr, damn. im dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog.&lt;br /&gt;jiaying: -sits up straight so she wont fall asleep-&lt;br /&gt;5 seconds later...&lt;br /&gt;jiaying: -eyes closed and slept-&lt;br /&gt;me: jiaying, jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;jiaying: -wakes up-&lt;br /&gt;me: -turned away and fell asleep-&lt;br /&gt;both of us slept at like 2+ yesterday, doing geog. -.-&lt;br /&gt;hm, slept in geog for two days in a row. combo. :O&lt;br /&gt;pretty suprised ms tang didnt realise though. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science.&lt;br /&gt;wooh i lost my notes yet again. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history,&lt;br /&gt;slackedddd.&lt;br /&gt;mrs wong was going on about eds having sexual contents and everyone wants to go eds now. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch&lt;br /&gt;wanted to watch the guys play bball,&lt;br /&gt;bought drinks for them, then when we reached the gym ms lee ask them stop playing. o.o&lt;br /&gt;uh left the drinks there hoping they'll take.&lt;br /&gt;went back to class,&lt;br /&gt;found out wangcong and gavin were eating don and sushi in class.&lt;br /&gt;like wth!&lt;br /&gt;in the first place mr tan banned food from class.&lt;br /&gt;and secondly, they were eating DON and SUSHI. ._.&lt;br /&gt;so i told wangcong 'omg im damn dissapointed in you. actually i wanted to go CS concert one can. fine lah, forget it, i dont want go anymore'&lt;br /&gt;then he argued about me drinking milo OUTSIDE the class. -.-&lt;br /&gt;and he made an assumption that all CO people wont go CS concert.&lt;br /&gt;fineee, be that way. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;rawr i dont like you anymore, wangcong. x; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drank my milo outside the class, watched the 1C people from above.&lt;br /&gt;dunjie looked up and waved at angshuang and i concluded that he looked liek a rabbit. o.o&lt;br /&gt;and angshuang actually told him that, wth. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RS.&lt;br /&gt;yaye i fiddled with the wire and came up with lots of crap.&lt;br /&gt;SOPHIN, ONE DAY IM GONNA STEAL YOUR FIANCEE,&lt;br /&gt;SHE NEARLY ACCEPTED ME CAUSE I MADE A WIRE FLOWER FOR HER&lt;br /&gt;SHE WAS SO HESITANT TO REJECT ME. :D&lt;br /&gt;muahhaa. x;&lt;br /&gt;after RS, stayed back to 'wait for mr tan'&lt;br /&gt;called him when 3/4 of the class was gone.&lt;br /&gt;he just went 'then why are you calling me'&lt;br /&gt;uh, assured him that i'll keep the class clean and tidy before i go off.&lt;br /&gt;left school at 4. /:&lt;br /&gt;mrted with jiaying sophin wenlin gavin. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr i havent done geog, congratulate me /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-6711869527037261145?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6711869527037261145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=6711869527037261145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/6711869527037261145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/6711869527037261145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/gosh-why-is-this-happening.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-2387336936198390028</id><published>2008-03-04T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T21:30:38.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm,&lt;br /&gt;finally, all the tests except LA are over. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE,&lt;br /&gt;omg me jt dionis and jiaqi were being retarded. x;&lt;br /&gt;we WALKED for like 3/4 of the 4 rounds of the fifth lane thing.&lt;br /&gt;i paired up with jt,&lt;br /&gt;dionis paired with jq.&lt;br /&gt;so jt strolled with jq and i strolled with dionis. :D&lt;br /&gt;before the run dionis was going 'OI DONT RUN HOR, YOU RUN I KILL YOU AH.'&lt;br /&gt;and jiaqi and jengteng started laughing at her. xD&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS ANGSHUANG! :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;its the first time you finished 2.4&lt;br /&gt;KEEP IT UP! :D&lt;br /&gt;jiayou jiayou &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECESS,&lt;br /&gt;angshuang wasnt feeling well. D:&lt;br /&gt;had my well deserved lolipop. :D&lt;br /&gt;okay, although i looked abit cuckoo eating it in the middle of the canteen. x;&lt;br /&gt;slacked with the jiaolian crew and discussed about chinese test,&lt;br /&gt;and how we'll try to convince he lao shi to postpone the test. x:&lt;br /&gt;jiaolian suggested wrecking the class' tables and start crying. :O&lt;br /&gt;(sounds familiar?)&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalas. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEOG&lt;br /&gt;had group work.&lt;br /&gt;omg our group got caught for cheating. :O&lt;br /&gt;uh, nevermind. x;&lt;br /&gt;went on about agriculture and blah. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE&lt;br /&gt;haaaaa, stupid test. -.-&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we made a deal with he lao shi!&lt;br /&gt;if we buy her guitar club ticket,&lt;br /&gt;she'll go for ours.&lt;br /&gt;ours = me xinyan and jiaying.&lt;br /&gt;thats like.. co, se and sb. :D&lt;br /&gt;yaye. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh, after chinese,&lt;br /&gt;xinyan took out her violin,&lt;br /&gt;and. he. lao. shi. played. it. :OOOOO&lt;br /&gt;omg im impressed. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with the jiaolian crew! :D&lt;br /&gt;OMG DIONIS I HATE YOU,&lt;br /&gt;STOP MAKING ME SCREAM. D:&lt;br /&gt;she boo-ed me and slammed me on my back,&lt;br /&gt;which made me scream till the whole canteen stared at me. ._.&lt;br /&gt;and the second time i screamed,&lt;br /&gt;was cause there was a BUG on amanda's right sleeve&lt;br /&gt;and i was sitting so close to her, on her right side.&lt;br /&gt;so i screamed and jumped up and malu myself again&lt;br /&gt;third time i screamed,&lt;br /&gt;when i saw wesley. :D&lt;br /&gt;(yunen &amp;amp; isaac, im not a paedophile. x;)&lt;br /&gt;lalalas.&lt;br /&gt;then dionis came over and scare me like 3 more times. -.-&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i know my scream is very magical and holy,&lt;br /&gt;but you dont have to rawr me to hear it. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, went home with jo first cause janessa got high fever. D:&lt;br /&gt;get well soon darling. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh, went out to post the textbooks to junjie.&lt;br /&gt;omg, it costs 48 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;f-o-r-t-y-e-i-g-h-t.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, went very broke. ._.&lt;br /&gt;ate dinner at pastamania,&lt;br /&gt;decided that i should never eat pasta outside again.&lt;br /&gt;uhhhh, walked around parkway.&lt;br /&gt;pj cheated me that he was going to the toilet,&lt;br /&gt;and ended up coming back with the cj7 stuff toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;rawr wth, hes trying to make me cry. ._. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh thanks pj. :D&lt;br /&gt;lalas, went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just when i needed help.&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/27297725-2387336936198390028?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2387336936198390028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=2387336936198390028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/2387336936198390028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/2387336936198390028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/hmm-finally-all-tests-except-la-are.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-8868895100060999757</id><published>2008-03-03T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T21:04:45.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wooh today's just one of the best day since '08 started. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;flagraising&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOH SIAOKUKU AND JT! (:&lt;br /&gt;except siaokuku's badge looked weird (i didnt see, but angshuang insisted that it was weird)&lt;br /&gt;and her tie was super short, contrasting with her super long shirt. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chairperson meeting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaye the class comm training form. :D&lt;br /&gt;(dunno why, but no one's looking forward to it except me. ): )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;science&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooooh,&lt;br /&gt;THE TOPIC ENDED!&lt;br /&gt;like fi-na-lly.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooh siaokuku and jt again. :D&lt;br /&gt;woooh pearl natasha and kellie! :D&lt;br /&gt;woooh yiming wuyue and wan ki! :D&lt;br /&gt;gosh, yiming's dramatic quote made all my goosebumps come out.&lt;br /&gt;somemore got titanic song at the background. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;recess&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had miloooo. :D&lt;br /&gt;chionged to assembly after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;assembly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, TIAN HAI HUA,&lt;br /&gt;i'll get my revenge. D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr had some talk on the portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;got high cause i was too bored. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a orientation video made by mr yeo,&lt;br /&gt;but the music spoiled eveyrthing. -.-&lt;br /&gt;anyway, congrats 2L and 2A. :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i want that shirt. /:&lt;br /&gt;rawr. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;math&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaye im gonna die for factorization.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how to do anything except the cross multiplication thing.&lt;br /&gt;oh wth. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chinese&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back test. /:&lt;br /&gt;rawr. rawr. rawr. rawr. D:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i just realised i forgot to hand in the yue du ka. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chionged for &lt;strong&gt;shangyin&lt;/strong&gt; right after school.&lt;br /&gt;rawr i died. D:&lt;br /&gt;i hate the lian xi, really. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fenzu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the first few minutes eating infront of hongling. wahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;uhhhh, played the usual fenzu songs,&lt;br /&gt;jiayou da ji yue girl!&lt;br /&gt;you improved so much. :O&lt;br /&gt;-impressed-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly xizi told me about some MC interview thing and i was half an hour late by then. x;&lt;br /&gt;i thought everyone was supposed to go for the interview so i totally forgot about it,&lt;br /&gt;thinking we'll be going there together.&lt;br /&gt;rawr okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interview. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuan zhang, fu tuan zhang, esther, xiaowen, debby, etc were there. D:&lt;br /&gt;they went 'oh so you're zhenting ah?' and they started talking shit about yiqi.&lt;br /&gt;what. the. hell.&lt;br /&gt;there goes my clean and clear name in CO. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they suddenly asked for a vivian.&lt;br /&gt;didnt expect the vivian to be my darling table mate. O:&lt;br /&gt;yaye we're fated. x;&lt;br /&gt;first, we were/are both chairpersons. x;&lt;br /&gt;second, we actually ended up sitting together. :D&lt;br /&gt;third, we even ended up in an interview that we didnt know of together.  o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kind of gave up hope.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, there was XIAOWEN.&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly VIVIAN walked in.&lt;br /&gt;really, no hope. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was given 5 mins to glance through the script.&lt;br /&gt;was trying to read the chinese version of last year's script.&lt;br /&gt;and out of 30 words for description of one song,&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know how to read 10 of them.&lt;br /&gt;didnt really read through the english one cause i was going crazy over the chinese one. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, we were forced to go out and go in one by one for the interview. D:&lt;br /&gt;xiaowen went in, came out.&lt;br /&gt;debby went in, came out.&lt;br /&gt;my turn, &lt;s&gt; i fainted and died. ._.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was super nervous.&lt;br /&gt;well, we were given 5 mins, without preparation before that at all. ._.&lt;br /&gt;and i still didnt know how to read some of the words. D:&lt;br /&gt;stood before the 4 seniors, got so scared.&lt;br /&gt;started with the chinese speech. ._.&lt;br /&gt;died. died. died.&lt;br /&gt;i stopped 5 times to ask what was the next word. ._.&lt;br /&gt;really, really. &lt;u&gt;horrible.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even those reading ke wen thing in class were much better. ._.&lt;br /&gt;english,&lt;br /&gt;i actually did.. okay? o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after everyone's interview we were sent out and wait for the comm to decide.&lt;br /&gt;went in again after 5 mins&lt;br /&gt;i knew i  couldnt make it anymore. ._.&lt;br /&gt;but suddenly when siew eng announced.&lt;br /&gt;like. wow. ._.&lt;br /&gt;i actually made it. :D&lt;br /&gt;was really really really shocked,&lt;br /&gt;literally o.o&lt;br /&gt;im most probably going for english lah.&lt;br /&gt;debby's the other emceee. :D&lt;br /&gt;although i never knew who she was.. yeah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, went back for fenzu,&lt;br /&gt;blah and went home with shuqi and jo.&lt;br /&gt;met dionne and some guy on the way.&lt;br /&gt;like. o.o&lt;br /&gt;uh, nevermind. ._.&lt;br /&gt;bus-ed home with pj (yes amanda, dont have to go on and on about this. -.-) and weige.&lt;br /&gt;weige added marco polo and albert einstein's number into my contacts. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalas,&lt;br /&gt;mugging chinese time. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-8868895100060999757?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8868895100060999757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=8868895100060999757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/8868895100060999757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/8868895100060999757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/wooh-todays-just-one-of-best-day-since.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-3395252599477799104</id><published>2008-03-02T19:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T19:44:03.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>out to orchard with&lt;br /&gt;KangJiaYing&lt;br /&gt;KohJiaMin.&lt;br /&gt;omg, how cool can they get. :O&lt;br /&gt;one number  6, one number 7 somemore. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to takashimaya, art friend. :D&lt;br /&gt;(yunen, the hua you there is like much bigger than the bras brasah one, i am STILL amazed by everything there. .____. )&lt;br /&gt;we went through shelves after shelves of cool stuff.&lt;br /&gt;damn. damn. damn. cool. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for a meal at mos &amp;amp; went home. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh, dropped by junjie's godmum's house.&lt;br /&gt;O: O: O:&lt;br /&gt;HE HAS A COUSIN THAT LOOKS SO LIKE HIM!&lt;br /&gt;except he looks k2 or smth. o.o&lt;br /&gt;so. cool. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalas,&lt;br /&gt;time to stop procastinating and do my yue du ka. /:&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-3395252599477799104?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3395252599477799104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=3395252599477799104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/3395252599477799104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/3395252599477799104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/out-to-orchard-with-kangjiaying.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-5029899267433370756</id><published>2008-03-01T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T20:54:16.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>attended my aunt's son's (cousin? o.o) engagement party today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was forced to wear a dress and contacts.&lt;br /&gt;rawr why do i have to act mature, really dont get it. -.-&lt;br /&gt;and contacts will probably kill my eyeball.&lt;br /&gt;i realised my eyes are really small. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh,&lt;br /&gt;out of like 50 people there, i only knew four, excluding my dad. -.-&lt;br /&gt;and everyone seemed to go&lt;br /&gt;'WOAH, THIS TWO YOUR DAUGHTER AH?&lt;br /&gt;LIKE HOW LONG NEVER SEE THEM ALREADY?!&lt;br /&gt;GROW UP LE GROW UP LE!'&lt;br /&gt;and those usual things. -.-&lt;br /&gt;and 5 out of those 45 people that i didnt know went&lt;br /&gt;'WAH, WHEN I LAST SAW YOU TWO , YOU WERE AT KNEE LENGTH!&lt;br /&gt;OH WAIT, YOU'RE NOT THE ELDEST AH? -points at my jie-&lt;br /&gt;OHHH, MEANS I NEVER SEE YOU BEFORE LAH! ' -points at me-&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;man, typical thingthings neighbours always seem to say. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to parkway after that.&lt;br /&gt;(yes, in a DRESS, thank god i didnt meet anyone. )&lt;br /&gt;first went over to popular to get junjie's book. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jie wanted a new phone,&lt;br /&gt;was gonna take her old phone and trade in mine.&lt;br /&gt;then i'll get the same phone as jt! :O&lt;br /&gt;but the model she wanted wasnt in singtel,&lt;br /&gt;wasted my excitement of getting a 'new' phone. /:&lt;br /&gt;uh, bought a pint of new zealand's natural ice cream home. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalas.&lt;br /&gt;i decided to pin my hair all up to school.&lt;br /&gt;:O yaye, stab me please, someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-5029899267433370756?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-405049804708934957</id><published>2008-03-01T12:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T12:36:29.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>god, like wtf. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote justin, 'out of 10 girls, 9 of them will look weird after hair cuts'&lt;br /&gt;and i concluded that out of 9 of them, 8 of them just have a stupid hairdresser. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine just cut my hair the way she wants it,&lt;br /&gt;and when it turned out looking so horrible,&lt;br /&gt;she just decided to say 'oh its okay, the hair will grow back'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, if i had my fringe,&lt;br /&gt;i could hide from the world and just die.&lt;br /&gt;but being so smart,&lt;br /&gt;she &lt;em&gt;cut away my effing fringe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, how wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;my gosh, im trying not to swear here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;performances are coming up in like 2 weeks time or smth&lt;br /&gt;and wtf, my hair just have to die now.&lt;br /&gt;(and im seriously avoiding the thought of blaming mr hia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, if not for school,&lt;br /&gt;i'll never step out of the house again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr i shall be positive and be glad that it'll probably be one year before my fringe grows back.&lt;br /&gt;that'll mean that i have one year of not getting scolded by any teachers,&lt;br /&gt;or whatsoever shit. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and boon, if you're reading this,&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt mean i have to pay you 10 tofus,&lt;br /&gt;it just means that you should kill me before monday so i dont have to meet the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-405049804708934957?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-6831209984483831173</id><published>2008-02-29T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T21:20:30.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:O&lt;br /&gt;WELCOME BACK MY DEAAAREST &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;i bet LJ was fun,&lt;br /&gt;at least better than a week of shitty tests. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;math&lt;/u&gt; test &lt;strong&gt;sucked&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;malay&lt;/u&gt; results &lt;strong&gt;sucked&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;recess&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr siangler's gonna confirm that im his stalker. x;&lt;br /&gt;but no, after what justin said yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;dont really like him le. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;science&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt; :O i have multiple lesbian sex partners.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt; :O dionis and wuyue raped me at the same time &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt; :O i got STD in the end &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid, i got STD from dionis. ._.&lt;br /&gt;jiaying was completely clean. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;after school&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhengggggg. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only 10 of us going for china trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and great, &lt;br /&gt;michelle's leaving me alone to lead my section again. DDDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and even better, &lt;br /&gt;my section consists of..&lt;br /&gt;number one, ME&lt;br /&gt;number two, DARRYL&lt;br /&gt;number three, ME AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;yaye so great, ME AND DARRYL. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he said 'yeah, im gonna sleep with yulong'&lt;br /&gt;when i asked 'huh you're bunking with yulong?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jo and i are sleeping together with stella and liying in one room.&lt;br /&gt;gosh how fun. x;&lt;br /&gt;they made us laugh like hell all the way back on the MRT ride.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jo eats secretly-&lt;br /&gt;liying: OMG YOU'RE EATING IN THE MRT YOU MORON! &lt;br /&gt;-people in the train stares at us-&lt;br /&gt;it was really damn damn damn loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liying: 'you'll go back to the hotel at 9, then you just do shit there and sleep le, you wont even wanna bathe'&lt;br /&gt;me: 'do shit!'&lt;br /&gt;jo: 'OMGOMG DO SHIT! HAHAHAA'&lt;br /&gt;stella: 'yeahyeah, do shit you know? sit on the toilet bowl and compete whose shit come out first'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh liying and stella are the cutest 'couples' ever lah.&lt;br /&gt;someone one year 3 one year 5. -.-&lt;br /&gt;i even stared at jo and asked her why we arent as loving as them. x;&lt;br /&gt;cant imagine how we're gonna sleep for those few days. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr im asleeeeep. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-6831209984483831173?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6831209984483831173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=6831209984483831173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/6831209984483831173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/6831209984483831173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/o-welcome-back-my-deaaarest-3-i-bet-lj.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-8590700411475699278</id><published>2008-02-28T20:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T21:36:11.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm,&lt;br /&gt;kill the terrorist please. D:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; boon [hui] , I MISS YOU LOADS!&lt;br /&gt;yaye you're coming back soonsoonsoon.&lt;br /&gt;i have loads and loads to tell you. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up late, daddy fetched me to school. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Before flagraising&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMGOMGOMG!&lt;br /&gt;THAT WESLEY GUY IS LIKE SO DAMN DAMN DAMN CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;he came to my class and stood with all the tall people.&lt;br /&gt;:O cute cute cute cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Flagraising&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaye, mr hia killed me. D:&lt;br /&gt;rawr i actually promised him i'll cut my hair by monday.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly after flag raising,&lt;br /&gt;mr tan pointed to me to mr hia&lt;br /&gt;and he just came walking towards me and said&lt;br /&gt;'OH, SO YOU'RE THE CHAIRMAN? BETTER CUT YOUR HAIR.'&lt;br /&gt;with that &gt;:O look. ._.&lt;br /&gt;then he said i'll have to meet him about the whole 'class problem' ._.&lt;br /&gt;gosh i'll bring an umbrella along when i have to meet him, really. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had some chairperson meeting,&lt;br /&gt;CIP reps had to meet also.&lt;br /&gt;weige went 'oh, so both of you are a CIP rep? OH WAIT, no you're both not.'&lt;br /&gt;to me and pj.&lt;br /&gt;hellooooo. evil friend who forgot the horrible fact that we were chairpersons. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;History &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacking periodddd.&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to be discussing the facts and fictions of myths and legends.&lt;br /&gt;we did one and ended up chatting.&lt;br /&gt;started going on and on about wesley being cute&lt;br /&gt;and justin insisted that he is in VS.&lt;br /&gt;lalala, i dont know what hes saying. ._.&lt;br /&gt;and omg,&lt;br /&gt;when we were randomly talking about the taonan people's past&lt;br /&gt;i actually found boon's stalker friend from abacus. :O&lt;br /&gt;the one who thought we were stalking him when we just accidentally met in MP library. -.-&lt;br /&gt;hm, found out some interesting past. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Music &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepyepyep, i guess it was quite enjoyable. :D&lt;br /&gt;yaye cresmic, we made music. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;LA &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooooh,&lt;br /&gt;bang and died.&lt;br /&gt;presentation sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Recess&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;requested for my malay test, like finally.&lt;br /&gt;milo in the canteen. :D&lt;br /&gt;angshuang and i decided to stalk wesley! x:&lt;br /&gt;he was sitting with the 2C and 2D guys.&lt;br /&gt;omg. hes. so. cute!&lt;br /&gt;yes, we're very in love with him. x:&lt;br /&gt;uhh, went back to class to mug malay cause i will have the test in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;THEN ANGSHUANG WENT TO 1D TO FIND HIM WITHOUT MEEEEE. D:&lt;br /&gt;and at the same time justin brought him up to our class there.&lt;br /&gt;i started screaming and yelling in class. ._.&lt;br /&gt;rawr he is damn cute. /:&lt;br /&gt;shenjing huijun pearl amanda etcetc refuses to admit that hes cute.&lt;br /&gt;BUT HE &lt;u&gt;IS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;CUTE! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chinese&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someonepleasehelpmedomydamnyueduka. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;CME&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;free period, cant remember what i was doing. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;End of School&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr tan suddenly said 'no tuition'&lt;br /&gt;when he meant 'its not tuition, its mentoriong only'&lt;br /&gt;but everyone just decided to go home.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;took my malay test,&lt;br /&gt;i think i got one wrong.&lt;br /&gt;:O getting back tmr. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bugis to buy birthday presents. x;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly raey msged about a terrorist on the loose.&lt;br /&gt;angshuang and i got so scared that we died. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly thought about unfinished business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly, im okay with dying now.&lt;br /&gt;i cant even think of anything that i cant leave behind.&lt;br /&gt;-thinks about the video boon showed me. /: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;okay yes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i never told my parents about christianity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, i dont think theres anything else that i want to do lah.&lt;br /&gt;but if i die tmr,&lt;br /&gt;i'll regret that i just failed a math test before dying. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, i... dunno why i dont see anything i crave for now.&lt;br /&gt;but life's not exactly perfect either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(okay by saying that i just thought of the problems we have in class.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from angshuang's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angshuang: Eh I don't care, I can't die now! I don't want to die!&lt;br /&gt;Zhenting: Actually, I don't really mind dying.&lt;br /&gt;Angshuang: What?! I CAN'T DIE NOW. I haven't even had a boyfriend before! -sees a wedding dress- AH I HAVEN'T GET MARRIED YET! I HAVE TO GET MARRIED BEFORE I DIE.&lt;br /&gt;Zhenting: Uh, you go find some guy to get married with now lah?&lt;br /&gt;Angshuang: Noooo, I haven't performed EDS night! I HAVEN'T HAD MY BIRTHDAY YET!&lt;br /&gt;Zhenting: Good, you will die when you're one year younger what.&lt;br /&gt;Angshuang: NO, I DIDN'T BRING MY ANGPAO MONEY OUT. I HAVE TO SPEND FINISH BEFORE I DIE. I HAVE TO BUY FANGIRL STUFF FIRST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before we boarded the train we both called our mums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my conversation:&lt;br /&gt;'mama， 有恐怖分子。我不敢搭MRT回来 ):&lt;br /&gt;'huh. 你搭德士回来吧'&lt;br /&gt;'不用紧，我搭地铁回来。&lt;br /&gt;mama, 如果发生什么事，我爱你 okay?'&lt;br /&gt;'你神经病啊？！快点回来啦!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angshuang msged her mama,&lt;br /&gt;dunno how she phrased it&lt;br /&gt;but her mama actually said smth like '我们也超爱你的'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr, cabbed home from bedok mrt. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to think one of my new year resolution was to cut down on cabbing. ._.&lt;br /&gt;i cabbed twice today, once with angshuang, once yesterday to shangyin&lt;br /&gt;and thus i shall not cab for the rest of the week, REALLY. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalas, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; to everyone and everyone,&lt;br /&gt;i love you, you, you and you.&lt;br /&gt;well, just in case i die tmr. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; jo, thanks for calling just to tell me that you love me,&lt;br /&gt;and asking me to msg you when i reach home.&lt;br /&gt;ilu&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-8590700411475699278?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8590700411475699278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=8590700411475699278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/8590700411475699278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/8590700411475699278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/hmm-kill-terrorist-please_28.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-1475390050671599180</id><published>2008-02-27T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T21:37:48.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>horrible horrible horrible day. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCIENCE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, the whole point of teaching this chapter is to never get sex.&lt;br /&gt;no sex,&lt;br /&gt;no abortion,&lt;br /&gt;no STDs,&lt;br /&gt;no anything.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MATH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quadratic equation,&lt;br /&gt;rawr i dont care anymore. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RECESS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had sushi with the jiaolian crewwww.&lt;br /&gt;we were discussing our lines for LA.&lt;br /&gt;cant remember anything else. /:&lt;br /&gt;once again, kale doesnt order me. HE DOESNT. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GEOG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooooh, wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;got earthquake in class! :O&lt;br /&gt;i got the privilege of using my phone in class, right in front of ms tang to inform mr tan. :O&lt;br /&gt;MS TANG EH! :D&lt;br /&gt;secondly, i got the honour to run from class to staff room, back to class, to the counselling room, back to class, to the staff room, to 1i classroom (and barge in the middle of class and shout 'MR TAN, EMERGENCY!) , back to class, then to the lt area.&lt;br /&gt;yaye, adventurous yes?&lt;br /&gt;i know, VERY adventurous.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, if you're gonna ask what happened, im gonna tell you&lt;br /&gt;'dokay erm, i have a classmate that has a problem with, dokay right, coping (smth liddat) and right, my teachers are taking care of it fullstop.'&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr we didnt present yet&lt;br /&gt;apparently the 3rd day ones must be much better than these two days' one. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;vivian jiaying and jiamin,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont worry lah!&lt;br /&gt;you all did quite well already.&lt;br /&gt;come on lor, you both havent seen my presentation lah.&lt;br /&gt;your info was super good.&lt;br /&gt;dramatic reading he didnt really bother lah.&lt;br /&gt;and you all still scored so high anyway.&lt;br /&gt;yeah,&lt;br /&gt;CHEER UP, NO BROODING OVER IT. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHINESE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even listen to anything she said. ._.&lt;br /&gt;was chionging homework. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had ying yong wen practice.&lt;br /&gt;ha, i actually finished three quarter a si han within 10 mins.&lt;br /&gt;and i think the info was kind of out of point.&lt;br /&gt;i said '&lt;em&gt;nevermind if you decide to hate the teacher&lt;/em&gt; and not listen to her, but you must have respect for your classmates who wants to listen and study'&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i seriously dunno if thats right or wrong. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LUNCH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did a survey for haihua. :D&lt;br /&gt;wrote 'HAIHUA! &lt;3' for most of the open ended questions. x;&lt;br /&gt;ate oyako [?] don with jiaying and angshuang.&lt;br /&gt;bought the math textbook for junjie.&lt;br /&gt;and no jiaolian, stop insisting that hes just checking on me,&lt;br /&gt;i was, am and will always be his filial &lt;u&gt;daughter&lt;/u&gt;. -.-&lt;br /&gt;went broke,&lt;br /&gt;never knew the textbook was 20 bucks. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIZLAB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some crap folding paper aeroplane thing.&lt;br /&gt;i swear it'll be the first and last time i fold a paper plane.&lt;br /&gt;and thanks jiaying for helping me to be more huanbao-ish. x;&lt;br /&gt;i actually asked mr yee (or kee? o.o) for the whole bag of aeroplanes for recycling. ;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AFTER SCHOOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr wth?!&lt;br /&gt;uh, uh, uh, uh.&lt;br /&gt;lalala. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHANGYIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i died. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lian xi qu, laoshi got damn frustrated cause its obvious that i didnt even read the score. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiang shan, yaye i think i passed it, i hope. ._.&lt;br /&gt;(&amp;amp; she said 'zhenting, wo zhi dao ni mei lian qin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xue shan, haaaa, the only one i practiced cause it sounded super emo but veryveryvery nice. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so at the end of shangyin, i confessed that i only practiced the nice nice ones.&lt;br /&gt;so she got so amused that she say if i play finish the whole of xue shan by next week,&lt;br /&gt;she'll let me skip the current lian xi qu. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalas, i think only zhengers will understand, so forget it. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr math tuition tmr. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-1475390050671599180?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1475390050671599180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=1475390050671599180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/1475390050671599180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/1475390050671599180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/horrible-horrible-horrible-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-8829358121996686285</id><published>2008-02-26T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T21:13:31.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im. really. pissed. with. the. bloody. internet.&lt;br /&gt;currently typing this on notepad cause blogger and msn refuses to work, yay.&lt;br /&gt;ugh my internet connection is just being unfair.&lt;br /&gt;out of the 3 coms and 1 laptop at home,&lt;br /&gt;only mine is not working.&lt;br /&gt;roar, i'll eat you, internet, you suck! ):&lt;br /&gt;but yep, thanks for turning my mood from emo to completely pissed and murderous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todayyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HISTORY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to say that mrs wong have been &lt;u&gt;really nice&lt;/u&gt; this year.&lt;br /&gt;first she extended the history deadline for us,&lt;br /&gt;secondly, today,&lt;br /&gt;she didnt scold me for not trying to catch up with the class cause i missed one lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i think she scolded isaac and jinzhi last year&lt;br /&gt;cause they said they went for match and didnt submit something)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i told her i have no idea what the picture on neocolonialism was saying,&lt;br /&gt;(and i still dont know whats neocolonialism although justin tried to explain.)&lt;br /&gt;she just tried to explain a bit and asked me to try to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so at the end of the lesson when i crapped an essay up,&lt;br /&gt;she actually called me out of the class and asked me if i could do.&lt;br /&gt;think shes gonna be lenient on me cause she asked for my reg. number. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm yeah, thanks for being understanding. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 mins before history ended, vivian and i planned to go to the sick bay.&lt;br /&gt;she ate to much bakua and crackers yesterday that she got sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i passed the fever to her. x;&lt;br /&gt;but we were scared that biollo thinks we're going just to miss the presentation,&lt;br /&gt;so we stayed in class. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LANGUAGE ARTS,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lalala, i still &lt;em&gt;hate&lt;/em&gt; biollo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;AMANDA HUIJUN AND ALINA!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gooooooood job! (:&lt;br /&gt;yaye we'll probably die tmr.&lt;br /&gt;he wasnt exactly very happy with anyone's presentation.&lt;br /&gt;except jiaolian's group, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;jiayou tmr alllll. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RECESS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate the sushi thing,&lt;br /&gt;gosh im still a failure in wrapping it. -.-&lt;br /&gt;jiaolian, i know you love torturing me, but yeah,&lt;br /&gt;please do NOT remind me of the abortion picture.&lt;br /&gt;and even worse, dont remind me that im eating an under developed mermaid. D: &lt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr jiaolian. DDDD: &lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ACC,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha seriously, wth?&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even read the poem before going up to present.&lt;br /&gt;therefore, i dont even know what the hell it means. ._.&lt;br /&gt;and after i read it, i STILL didnt know what it means. -.-&lt;br /&gt;when she asked us to not read from the paper,&lt;br /&gt;my wonderful annotations that i read out is i think one you know!&lt;br /&gt;not. -.-&lt;br /&gt;i think she thought i didnt rip that out from the net before she saw the 'script'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;math&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;escaped to the toilet before that.&lt;br /&gt;mr tan walked pass and asked me why i looked so dead.&lt;br /&gt;i just told him 'try surviving an ACC lesson without looking dead'&lt;br /&gt;got back the assignments and continued on factorisation.&lt;br /&gt;my assignment grades are dropping.&lt;br /&gt;and at the end of each assignment,&lt;br /&gt;there will be a long note there telling me how much i deproved.&lt;br /&gt;yay, rejoice.&lt;br /&gt;no more A+ for math. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHINESE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;BP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaye mulannnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be a maaaaan~&lt;br /&gt;must be swift as the coursing river. xD&lt;br /&gt;jiaying and i were singing along can.&lt;br /&gt;x;&lt;br /&gt;and at the end of the movie they didnt state clearly that mulan and lishang end up together.&lt;br /&gt;although apparently theres the second movie about them,&lt;br /&gt;they say it isnt really nice. hm. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;END OF SCHOOOOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunched with christine jiaolian huijun and sophin. :D&lt;br /&gt;amanda claims that i have a memory of 5mb. -.-&lt;br /&gt;they all went to cut queue at the hor fun stall,&lt;br /&gt;amanda decided to torture me again by making me feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: (to amanda) : but im very guai one, i shall go queue up.&lt;br /&gt;-1 minute later-&lt;br /&gt;me: -join them in cutting queue cause i couldnt tahan queueing. ._.-&lt;br /&gt;amanda: WOAH, such wonderful chairperson i have lehhh! -suansuansuan-&lt;br /&gt;me: -walk back to the end of the queue sadly-&lt;br /&gt;amanda: woah! the &lt;em&gt;power &lt;/em&gt;of words! woahhh, shangsi...&lt;br /&gt;me: AH I CANNOT TAKE IT. -cuts queue with them-&lt;br /&gt;amanda: woah, you made it to the front of the queue so quickly!&lt;br /&gt;me: is you influence one lor. ): -feeling guilty-&lt;br /&gt;amanda: WAH, WHO BUY DRINK IS CUT QUEUE FROM THE BACK OPENING OF THE STALL ONE AH, AS IF CUTTING HERE ISNT BAD ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;me: -GUILTY-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr, aye cutting queue from the front or back is the same okay. x:&lt;br /&gt;its STILL cutting queue,&lt;br /&gt;except i would probably be faster cause no one orders from the behind there. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i finally found out what is hor fun and chee cheong fun.&lt;br /&gt;i thought they were the same thing. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huijun was being super funny.&lt;br /&gt;she opened a pack of crackers and we all concluded that it wasnt edible.&lt;br /&gt;then we dared her to go back to the shop and ask for a change,&lt;br /&gt;we observed her from the back and realised she actually really did it.&lt;br /&gt;huijun.. only AUNTIES do that know?&lt;br /&gt;aunties. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked to the MRT, saw a snail in the middle of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;i had the urge to put it back into the grass but i decided that i wouldnt dare to.&lt;br /&gt;jiaolian, being such a man, actually really picked it up and saved it.&lt;br /&gt;yaye three cheers for amandaaaa. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrt-ed back with sophin and huijun.&lt;br /&gt;HAH I BROKE ALL HUIJUN'S HIGHSCORE FOR THE HAPPY TREE FRIENDS GAME.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yaye the internet's finally working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; stop telling me im in self denial, im not. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-8829358121996686285?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8829358121996686285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=8829358121996686285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/8829358121996686285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/8829358121996686285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/im.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-7747011075133309376</id><published>2008-02-25T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T21:22:32.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yaye, junjie caaalllled. :D&lt;br /&gt;JUNJIEEEE. :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exactly 11 months and 4 days since he left.&lt;br /&gt;exactly 11 months and 4 days since i ever heard him.&lt;br /&gt;i missed his irritating voice disturbing yiming,&lt;br /&gt;but when he called he sounded so mature. ._.&lt;br /&gt;doesnt sound like junjie anymore,&lt;br /&gt;yeah. /:&lt;br /&gt;-flashbacks of him and yiming quarreling&lt;br /&gt;junjie: -shouts across the class- AYE ISAAC, SHE SAID SHE HAD SEX (or smth liddat)&lt;br /&gt;yiming: AYE I NEVER! I SAID I HEARD YOU SAY YOU HAVE SEX.&lt;br /&gt;rawr, really looking forward to his returnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm todayyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA, rehearsing, lalala. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE,&lt;br /&gt;RAWR I SUCKKKKK. ._.&lt;br /&gt;ughhhhhh. ):&lt;br /&gt;died for mock test, woooh. ):&lt;br /&gt;out of 18 pull ups i did,&lt;br /&gt;10 was deducted cause i was just that few cm away from the bloody line.&lt;br /&gt;shuttle run, shoe no grip, rawr cannot run. ._.&lt;br /&gt;sbj, rawr never even hit 180. ._____.&lt;br /&gt;next PE's gonna suck more.&lt;br /&gt;i cant do sit and reach. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess, jiaqi was being high. damn high. ._.&lt;br /&gt;uh she freaked angshuang and i out.&lt;br /&gt;the first time she hid behind the wall,&lt;br /&gt;angshuang and i literally jumped and immediately crouched down screaming.&lt;br /&gt;yes, really, dont try scaring us or you'll go deaf. ._.&lt;br /&gt;she scared us again when we reached class.&lt;br /&gt;junkai was just going 'haha, noob.'&lt;br /&gt;ugh wth. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assembly,&lt;br /&gt;wooh SC investiture was so cooooool.&lt;br /&gt;vivian the love. :D&lt;br /&gt;didnt even know where shaun was. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science,&lt;br /&gt;ughhhh, more about sex.&lt;br /&gt;he ended at the abortion picture.&lt;br /&gt;its like. ._.&lt;br /&gt;thinking about it now can really make me jbvjdsbfgjd. .____.&lt;br /&gt;its.&lt;br /&gt;AH. D:&lt;br /&gt;i mean, if dont want get pregnant then dont have sex lah,&lt;br /&gt;why crush the foetus and take it out.&lt;br /&gt;and why must the doctor take that picture. ._.&lt;br /&gt;god, i hate bio, its really depressing. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math,&lt;br /&gt;yaye got back pop quiz,&lt;br /&gt;before i could see the mark,&lt;br /&gt;i saw a long long long message written there beside the mark.&lt;br /&gt;and we all know what that means.&lt;br /&gt;hes unhappy and rawr. ._.&lt;br /&gt;going to him for tuition on thurs. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of schooool.&lt;br /&gt;cui lao shi forgot that i was supposed to have shangyin. ._.&lt;br /&gt;hm, SORRY SORRY SORRY JIAYING&lt;br /&gt;REALLY SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;SORRY. ):&lt;br /&gt;sorry. /:&lt;br /&gt;rawr when i realised i was free to go for the meeting, it was 2.03.&lt;br /&gt;when i found 1i classroom, it was 2.15,&lt;br /&gt;rawr, sorry. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, had zhengggg.&lt;br /&gt;bugged hongling 5207523 times about going to china. x;&lt;br /&gt;bugged michelle 958275823 times about me loving her.&lt;br /&gt;she gives me a O:&lt; look everytime me and ophilia try to make her blush.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yeah, she blushes and turn away each time we say i love you. -.-&lt;br /&gt;so i tried i saying i love you to everyone&lt;br /&gt;to prove that shes evil in not saying i love you back.&lt;br /&gt;and hongling was the only one who said 'I LOVE YOU TOO' back.&lt;br /&gt;everyone else went  HUH O.O&lt;br /&gt;rawr dissapointing.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;and it turned out that darryl is the only one from my section going.&lt;br /&gt;DARRYL. ._.&lt;br /&gt;rawr ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-7747011075133309376?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7747011075133309376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=7747011075133309376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/7747011075133309376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/7747011075133309376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/yaye-junjie-caaalllled.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-2308848996414907744</id><published>2008-02-24T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T18:23:32.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rawr i dunno,&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like blogging. /:&lt;br /&gt;but since my tag's dead.. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala,&lt;br /&gt;apparently emo fines are going up. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOONHUI ♡ 49 says (5:55 PM):&lt;br /&gt;you emo you give me&lt;br /&gt;BOONHUI ♡ 49 says (5:55 PM):&lt;br /&gt;i emo i give you.&lt;br /&gt;BOONHUI ♡ 49 says (5:55 PM):&lt;br /&gt;okay thats right.&lt;br /&gt;BOONHUI ♡ 49 says (5:55 PM):&lt;br /&gt;set.&lt;br /&gt;BOONHUI ♡ 49 says (5:55 PM):&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;BOONHUI ♡ 49 says (5:55 PM):&lt;br /&gt;x0&lt;br /&gt;BOONHUI ♡ 49 says (5:56 PM):&lt;br /&gt;say one f word give 2 tofus&lt;br /&gt;BOONHUI ♡ 49 says (5:56 PM):&lt;br /&gt;wah shuang man x)&lt;br /&gt;-zhenting(: JIAOLIAN    SHANGSI!     says (5:56 PM):&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr, boon,&lt;br /&gt;when i was the law of emo, you were supposed to pay me 2305723570923534 bucks. -.-&lt;br /&gt;so you better take back the eff word law before i rob you. ._.&lt;br /&gt;by the next time i see you i'll prolly owe you 200 tofus already. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with angshuang and christine for LA yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;cabbed there since i didnt know where bedok library was. ._.&lt;br /&gt;the driver was like 'ying gai shi zhe li lah, ni kan you na me duo shu.'&lt;br /&gt;so i dropped and realised i was lost.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;uh christine found me and we waited for angshuang.&lt;br /&gt;went to the toddler's area and started doing our crap project.&lt;br /&gt;i so love christine's laptop, except the thing that its windows vista in chinese. ._.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, all the functions and icons were in chinese. wth. ):&lt;br /&gt;uhh yeah ate in kfc and walked back to the library and started practising dramatic reading. -.-&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to cheat myself that i memorized it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhh today!&lt;br /&gt;lunched with my family at some sembawang restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;was making lots of noise in the car cause chikhim clement and yiqi kept calling. ._.&lt;br /&gt;first time, an unknown number  (turned out it was clement's -.- ) insisted that he was some salesman or smth, and my husband ordered 20 pizzas for my birthday or smth liddat. ._. please, its yiqi's birthday, not mine, and i dont have a husband or whatever. -.-&lt;br /&gt;second time, chikhim said i am involved in a murder case and they want to arrest the police and i must stop at a police station for questioning. -.-&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt know it was chikhim. ._.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even how he or clement sounds like in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;ugh crazy people 'doing la project' ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala. off to study. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-2308848996414907744?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2308848996414907744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=2308848996414907744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/2308848996414907744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/2308848996414907744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/rawr-i-dunno-i-dont-feel-like-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-2566112353556457355</id><published>2008-02-21T19:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T19:41:59.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmmmm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks all who wished me get well soon,&lt;br /&gt;and esp. jiaying and dionis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in dionis case,&lt;br /&gt;she everyday ask me 'eh you died?' 'eh you died again?'&lt;br /&gt;so in case she says in mean for not replying her msg, x;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS DIONIS, I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH YOU SIAO KUKU. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiaying,&lt;br /&gt;THANKS LOADSLOADSLOADS.&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelovelovelovelove you loads. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM FINALLY GOING BACK TO SCHOOL TMR. :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;i missed school. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaye angshuang came over today.&lt;br /&gt;i missed her! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, she came over with pj,&lt;br /&gt;and they faked me that their bus broke down. ._.&lt;br /&gt;apparently they went to comic's connection...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R71cqEOoVcI/AAAAAAAAAZc/E7npzfPGCZw/s1600-h/TOFU!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169389825050564034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R71cqEOoVcI/AAAAAAAAAZc/E7npzfPGCZw/s320/TOFU!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks loooooooooads &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;really laaaaah, damn touched. /:&lt;br /&gt;and they're damn cuteeeee &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;and thanks pj for the uhhh, face sized lolipop and the random stuff toy for mbjp. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they had lunch in my house,&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the sick food.&lt;br /&gt;you know, being sick, i cant eat nice food,&lt;br /&gt;and thus you should eat the same lousy food as me. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm,&lt;br /&gt;they used my com and got freaked out cause yiqi was talking? o.o&lt;br /&gt;and even worse, they got freaked out by my desktop wallpaper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R71fFEOoVdI/AAAAAAAAAZk/jlYTLHs3HLg/s1600-h/desktop.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169392487930287570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R71fFEOoVdI/AAAAAAAAAZk/jlYTLHs3HLg/s320/desktop.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that...&lt;br /&gt;i chased pj out cause he anyhow used my msn. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, slacked with angshuang and finally started on our LA project,&lt;br /&gt;and i conclude that we didnt really do anything, except to annotate it abit.&lt;br /&gt;uhhhh, both of us msn-ed and everyone got confused. ._.&lt;br /&gt;well, truth is the only person who was talking was angshuang. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20%;"&gt;&amp;amp; if you call that a confession, i'll call it bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighhhhhh,&lt;br /&gt;i didnt really study for geog. and im pretty sure i'll do badly.&lt;br /&gt;rawr. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala, off to studying geog. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-2566112353556457355?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2566112353556457355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=2566112353556457355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/2566112353556457355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/2566112353556457355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/hmmmmm-thanks-all-who-wished-me-get.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R71cqEOoVcI/AAAAAAAAAZc/E7npzfPGCZw/s72-c/TOFU!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-733634693260253989</id><published>2008-02-19T18:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T19:00:16.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh i still feel horrible. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thanks siaokuku for being kuku and telling me to rest,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(yep, i know, since when did siao kuku become so sweeeet, thus, its worth mentioning it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, vomit count: 4 &amp;amp; still waiting for what i just ate to be out. ):&lt;br /&gt;appparently im sick cause my body's not resting enough and thus blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;but its not like i chose to sleep at 1 everyday.&lt;br /&gt;the tests and homeworks are just ughh.&lt;br /&gt;and plus, i STILL haven finsih the yue du ka.&lt;br /&gt;gosh i hate chinese. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm today!&lt;br /&gt;LA first period, slacked and more slacked.&lt;br /&gt;didnt bring a hard copy of the group poem.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, simply slacked.&lt;br /&gt;biollo's forcing us to finish a perfect presentation on a poem&lt;br /&gt;and we must prepare all by next monday,&lt;br /&gt;and woooooh, we arent allowed to hold any notes.&lt;br /&gt;oh and even better. 5 'uh's and he will minus marks. ):&lt;br /&gt;goshhhhh,&lt;br /&gt;how are we supposed to prepare?&lt;br /&gt;theres like a hell load of tests and hw and he doesnt care.&lt;br /&gt;so end up i have to pon shangyin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and i haven even read the pu of the song that im supposed to lian)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this way i'd rather not go for holland v and go for shangyin.&lt;br /&gt;ponning shangyin is just wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want dui bu qi cui laoshi for her efforts,&lt;br /&gt;and dont wanna get scolded by the seniors,&lt;br /&gt;but what can i do.&lt;br /&gt;my cca is just nothing compared to project work &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr. /:&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me, i have to chiong to summarize, annotate, and compare the poem.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;dionis and i started throwing crushed up pieces of paper at each other,&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;angshuang confiscated all of them after that ._.&lt;br /&gt;turned around and listened to biollo,&lt;br /&gt;and dionis had a fun time cutting my hair. D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scienceeeeeee @ lab. :D&lt;br /&gt;started feeling giddy all of a sudden while playing with siao kuku. ):&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know where the nearest toilet was,&lt;br /&gt;just chionged to the toilet at our class there, which was bloody far away.&lt;br /&gt;vomited like what, the only sip of water i consumed this morning. ._.&lt;br /&gt;went back to class,&lt;br /&gt;found out dionis was gonna msg me. xD&lt;br /&gt;aww i love my siao kuku lab partner &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;hmm, went back to class after science still feeling horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recesssss @ class.&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to rehearse our xin ye trip,&lt;br /&gt;so bought milo dino and walked back to class.&lt;br /&gt;i felt too terrible to even talk, so yeah, we didnt rehearse at all.&lt;br /&gt;drank half a cup of milo,&lt;br /&gt;paused.&lt;br /&gt;and vomited the milo out. ._.&lt;br /&gt;not being disgusting, but it was still cold. o.o&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chineseeeee,&lt;br /&gt;yaye we were the first group to perform. -.-&lt;br /&gt;uhhhh, think we kind of screwed up, but nevermind&lt;br /&gt;it was like the FIRSTFIRSTFIRST enthu skit we ever had with the APs, so yeah. xDDD&lt;br /&gt;dont think anyone knew what was xin ye, so yeah. x:&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thanks dionis for smashing 'snow' at me,&lt;br /&gt;chen ji get revenge. x:&lt;br /&gt;hmm, other groups did pretty well,&lt;br /&gt;YICHEN IS A TIGER. ):&lt;br /&gt;he sounds scary when he tries to be one. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;musicccccccc,&lt;br /&gt;the teacher sounded pissed&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, at least he didnt scream at anyone. /:&lt;br /&gt;melvin is like getting enthu-er by day, so cool. xD&lt;br /&gt;yaye ahgong&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to chinese from music,&lt;br /&gt;when we were supposed to watch mulan,&lt;br /&gt;and ended up watching kellie's really short shorts and wangqi's really cool jeans.&lt;br /&gt;rawr wangqi, dont wear jeans can.&lt;br /&gt;makes you look even taller. ):&lt;br /&gt;-zi bei-&lt;br /&gt;uhhh, he lao shi gave us some notes and started explaining and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;fell asleep throughout the whole lesson /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school ended,&lt;br /&gt;mrt-ed home with aejojia?&lt;br /&gt;aeri jiahui joey jolene dionne, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i conclude that jiahui is like 99%  the same as yunen. x:&lt;br /&gt;they're both damn laughable and damn cute. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalas,&lt;br /&gt;chiong geogggg and malay!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-733634693260253989?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/733634693260253989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=733634693260253989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/733634693260253989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/733634693260253989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/sigh-i-still-feel-horrible.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-5128424511474615650</id><published>2008-02-16T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T21:33:15.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ohgodwhatwasidoing. ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;hmmm, okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;things to finish :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;ONE/ study math, prepare for indices/standard form test ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;TWO/ do the evil geog essay. ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;THREE/ study malay. (gosh i lost my notebook. rawrrrrrr ._. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;FOUR/ LA - find poem, annotate. /:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;FIVE/ try to memorize my zhang fei role's words &amp;amp; help siao kuku make 'snow' x:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;SIX/ history project, finish last last generalisation. ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;seven/ grow a brain and decide yes or no. /:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;LALALA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;chiong homeworkkk. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-5128424511474615650?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5128424511474615650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=5128424511474615650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/5128424511474615650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/5128424511474615650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/ohgodwhatwasidoing.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-4133932216103754344</id><published>2008-02-15T19:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T22:11:08.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;as requested&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BOON! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm,&lt;br /&gt;HELLO VALENTINE!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for loving me and loving me even more. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;although you're my 52875th-timed stead since few days ago only&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU VERY MUCHHH. :D&lt;br /&gt;thanks for listening to me go RAHRAHRAH everytime im emo.&lt;br /&gt;sorry im turning evil, the eff words and stuff. /:&lt;br /&gt;but i know you'll still love me x:&lt;br /&gt;hppy belated vday, ilu &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala, i want to sleep. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;someone.please.help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-4133932216103754344?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4133932216103754344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=4133932216103754344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4133932216103754344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4133932216103754344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/as-requested-to-boon-3-hm-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-6212378815876190452</id><published>2008-02-14T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T20:38:38.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY VDAY ALL. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the many thanks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jiaolian crewwww&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuixiuuuu - THANKS FOR THE PACK OF SWEEEEETS, you're very sweet xD ilu!&lt;br /&gt;jiaolian - THANKS JIAOLIAN FOR THE CARD! I LOVE YOU &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;angshuanggg - THANKS LES PARTNER! x: i love you, although you made me print my own card. x: yep, thanks for the rose toooooo! LOVE YOUUUU! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;playerrrr! - THANKS CHRISTINEEEE! you must have spent alot alot alot. lvoe you loaads.&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;reserve! - YAYE JIAYING! thanks for staying up late wrapping the presents and thanks for the roseeee. its veryvery niceeeeeeeeee. I LOVE YOUUUU &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalas,&lt;br /&gt;YIMING! :D&lt;br /&gt;(although you're prolly not gonna see this)&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU ALTHOUGH I ALWAYS SAY I DONT! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;dont worry, although i wrote i love you on everyone's card, &lt;br /&gt;you're still unique. xD&lt;br /&gt;yaye thanks for the rose &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nexttt, VIVIAAAAN&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;yaye lets go grab some canadian air (:&lt;br /&gt;dont be touched okay, i love you, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;chair the the power of two. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but never the leaaast,&lt;br /&gt;MY BELOVED K1 BOYFRIEND, JOLENEEEEE. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;thanks dear,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the hidden love letter,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the undying rose. :D&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOUUUUU &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, if mr sng reads this, he can confirm confirm confirm that im les. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; gosh, everyone's gonna scold me for cheating on them. :O &lt;br /&gt;i told 26 people in cresmic i love you. x:&lt;br /&gt;(of course, excluding the guys&lt;s&gt;, although i really wanted to confess my love to king veggie&lt;/s&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;joking, really. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhhh, yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after flag raising, went to collect the roses with jiaying and angshuanggg. :D&lt;br /&gt;pj left his order form with angshuang, who passed it to me without even knowing. ._.&lt;br /&gt;thus, i had to go over to 2F in the middle of lessons and give him the paper.&lt;br /&gt;it was tan kian boon's lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: 'uhhh, ke yi bang wo gei peng jie mah'&lt;br /&gt;-not looking at the class cause i know i'll regret it-&lt;br /&gt;mr tan: 'WAH, QING2 SHU2 SONG4 DAO4 ZHE4 LI3 LAI2 AHHH?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh maaaan!&lt;br /&gt;embarrasing laaaa. /:&lt;br /&gt;mr tan, i officially hate you. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhhh, went back to class,&lt;br /&gt;history! free period. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music,&lt;br /&gt;yayeeee, we improved alot alot!&lt;br /&gt;cresmic jiayou! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess,&lt;br /&gt;bc was sitting right opposite us.&lt;br /&gt;huijun: AYE PEARLLLL!&lt;br /&gt;bc: -no reaction-&lt;br /&gt;huijun: AYE, PEARL WANTS ROSE LEHHH!&lt;br /&gt;bc: -no reaction-&lt;br /&gt;huijun: walao, everytime say people chio chio chio, then never give rose... AYE IT RHYMES!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after recess,&lt;br /&gt;chineseeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIAOKUKUUUUUUUU~&lt;br /&gt;dionis&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;our chinese group were being so enthu,&lt;br /&gt;gosh, out of like 5 times we had to work together for a play or anything,&lt;br /&gt;this is the ONLY time we're serious about it. x:&lt;br /&gt;lalala,&lt;br /&gt;lai, wo men yi qi qu...&lt;br /&gt;XIN YE! &lt;br /&gt;omg, funnyfunnyfunny.&lt;br /&gt;esp when dionis do. x:&lt;br /&gt;yaye, siao kuku is being enthu about it too. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh, after chinese was cme!&lt;br /&gt;lala, did some writing good stuff about people thingthing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school!&lt;br /&gt;two-timed. ._.&lt;br /&gt;jo as my bf, angshuang as my gf.&lt;br /&gt;and jo's my gay. so im a guy.&lt;br /&gt;angshuang's my les. so im a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;so what, im homo? ._. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalaaa, went to eat at bugis with them.&lt;br /&gt;prataaaa + ice milo &amp; icecream.&lt;br /&gt;being a very good &lt;s&gt;homo&lt;/s&gt; gf/bf, i treated jo to everything. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home, fell asleep and prepared to fail science test. &lt;br /&gt;lala,&lt;br /&gt;jiayou jt and dionis tmr! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-6212378815876190452?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6212378815876190452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=6212378815876190452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/6212378815876190452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/6212378815876190452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-vday-all.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-5164200287238551854</id><published>2008-02-12T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T19:37:52.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i wouldnt mind ignoring the world if it makes me feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;even if it was you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalallalalalalaalalala.&lt;br /&gt;forgot to bring most of the things to school today ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first period, history!&lt;br /&gt;copied slides over slides,&lt;br /&gt;and the teacher was reading from the slides.&lt;br /&gt;thats not even called teaching. ._.&lt;br /&gt;vivian and i started observing her and concluded that she looks like keat yin. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, LA,&lt;br /&gt;didnt bring the LA package /:&lt;br /&gt;vivian and i started laughing like crazy people over 'air'&lt;br /&gt;wooh, i love 'the soldier'.&lt;br /&gt;english air!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recessssss,&lt;br /&gt;bugged siao cuckoo all the way to canteen.&lt;br /&gt;siao cuckoooooo~&lt;br /&gt;me and angshuang were pulling one hand each,&lt;br /&gt;jt and yunen one stand infront one stand behind&lt;br /&gt;and we all went&lt;br /&gt;'SIAO CUCKOOOOOOO~'&lt;br /&gt;super fun. x:&lt;br /&gt;drank milo fen with the jiaolian crew,&lt;br /&gt;me, be a man, jiaolian and angshuang all spent 50cents each trying the weird sandwich thing.&lt;br /&gt;stood there waiting for 90 seconds, staring at the machine.&lt;br /&gt;the bread came out,&lt;br /&gt;each of us took a bite and conclusion&lt;br /&gt;be a man/huijun: not nice, not worth it at all&lt;br /&gt;angshuang: niceee, i'll eat it again.&lt;br /&gt;amanda: nice, but not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;me: same as amanda's.&lt;br /&gt;well, 2 dollars + staring stupidly at the machine. ._.&lt;br /&gt;definately not worth it. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acc!&lt;br /&gt;wah, teacher didnt come. slacked.&lt;br /&gt;ME AND SIAOCUCKOO FOUGHT!&lt;br /&gt;just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember how it started&lt;br /&gt;but it was smth like this:&lt;br /&gt;dionis: AYE! I DRAW ON YOUR FACE AH! -holds a pen-&lt;br /&gt;me: AYE I DRAW ON YOUR FAEC ALSO AH! -holds a pencil-&lt;br /&gt;dionis: lousy, ITS A PENCIL&lt;br /&gt;me: OKAYOKAY FINE!&lt;br /&gt;angshuang: QUICK, TAKE HER SILVER MARKER!&lt;br /&gt;me and dionis: -snatched the silver marker &amp;amp; i got it-&lt;br /&gt;yunen: -passes me a permanent marker-&lt;br /&gt;me: -holds two markers in each hand- HA!&lt;br /&gt;dionis: give it backkkkK~&lt;br /&gt;me &amp;amp; dionis: -tries to attack each other by pointing the markers at each other- (o.o?)&lt;br /&gt;-a scene where we looked like we were dueling like wizards-&lt;br /&gt;alina: -took a photo of us without us knowing-&lt;br /&gt;me and dionis: -starts running around the class tripping over all the bags and stuff-&lt;br /&gt;ended up cornered at the door.&lt;br /&gt;angshuang and jt: -starts laughing at us- DIONIS, YOU LOOK LIKE YOU'RE GONNA RAPE HER&lt;br /&gt;me: OKAYOKAY, HAVE YOUR MARKER BACK!&lt;br /&gt;-throws it on the teachers table-&lt;br /&gt;-ran back-&lt;br /&gt;alina: EH LOOK AT THIS, YOU TWO LOOK LIKE YOU POINTING MIDDLE FINGER!&lt;br /&gt;me and dionis: HUH? o.o -grabs phone- omg really leh.&lt;br /&gt;damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;wooh i love siaocuckoo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh, did my duty in emptying the dustbin,&lt;br /&gt;but isaac came out and shouted 'CLEANER'&lt;br /&gt;i dropped the bin into the bin&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea which came first.&lt;br /&gt;but i think i dropped it in first. o.o&lt;br /&gt;uhhh, thanks tuixiu for helping me get the bin out of the bin!&lt;br /&gt;esp when i was really desperate to leave.&lt;br /&gt;yep, isaac and gang, just leave me alone, i have no freaking idea why you're raking everything up again, and no idea what do you all have against me, and also, no idea why you all can be such insensitive things. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;leave.me.alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh, went back to the classroom, threw the bin down and started doing math. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr tan came after slacking for 2 periods.&lt;br /&gt;mathhhh.&lt;br /&gt;uh, the usual thing. lala. /:&lt;br /&gt;started on quad. eqn.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, the whole rectangle thing just confuses people. ._.&lt;br /&gt;math ended, chinese started.&lt;br /&gt;uh, cant remember what we did.&lt;br /&gt;was falling asleep. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate lunch with the jiaolian crewwww. :D&lt;br /&gt;before that went to look for mr han.&lt;br /&gt;well, i wasnt intending to look for him&lt;br /&gt;was actually looking for limbl. x:&lt;br /&gt;suddenly all of us crowded there and pleaded him for science test&lt;br /&gt;went home with pearl (orhor, pon jap), huijun, amanda &amp;amp; christine. :D&lt;br /&gt;amanda and huijun started insisting that there was smth between pj and i. -.-&lt;br /&gt;they accused me of msging him&lt;br /&gt;and refused to believe me cause i didnt let them take my phone. ._.&lt;br /&gt;rawr jiaolian, dont anyhow la. ._.&lt;br /&gt;and huijun, what valentines! its &lt;strong&gt;FRIENDSHIP DAY&lt;/strong&gt;! ._.&lt;br /&gt;crazy people. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit, 2 days to &lt;strong&gt;FRIENDSHIP DAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent prepared anything yet. /:&lt;br /&gt;tests homework project&lt;br /&gt;tests project homework&lt;br /&gt;homework project tests&lt;br /&gt;homework tests project&lt;br /&gt;project homework tests&lt;br /&gt;project tests homework&lt;br /&gt;rah. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-5164200287238551854?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5164200287238551854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=5164200287238551854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/5164200287238551854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/5164200287238551854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-wouldnt-mind-ignoring-world-if-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-4394755201554914407</id><published>2008-02-11T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T19:16:02.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh. ._.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna go to school anymore.&lt;br /&gt;one mistake made, just one.&lt;br /&gt;bang, and i died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wore the couple tee with angshuang today!&lt;br /&gt;yaye assured the school that we're les. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CELEBRATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first stop - HALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dionis jt angshuang and i were just laughing and laughign over cuckoo.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;dionis is xiao2 cuckooooo. :D&lt;br /&gt;we started grabbing her and yelling her name.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second stop - GYM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, dionis bullied me on the way there.&lt;br /&gt;she poked,&lt;br /&gt;i screamed,&lt;br /&gt;yiming poked,&lt;br /&gt;i screamed again.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN, dont tickle me,&lt;br /&gt;i'll assure your ears die the next time. ):&lt;&lt;br /&gt;i repeat.&lt;br /&gt;do.not.tickle.me ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese riddle thingthing.&lt;br /&gt;2G is enthu.&lt;br /&gt;congrats. :D&lt;br /&gt;cresmic is forever like that,&lt;br /&gt;but i just love the way it is. :D&lt;br /&gt;unenthu at times, not unenthu at times.&lt;br /&gt;but this year, jiaying and i are assigned this mission impossible.&lt;br /&gt;lala. /:&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;jiaqi started shouting over to siangler saying i wanna hug him&lt;br /&gt;i never said that. -.-&lt;br /&gt;rah. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parade square, grand finale.&lt;br /&gt;was under the hot sun, yaye, cant remember anything&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to bai nian with jiaying to mr tan,&lt;br /&gt;but forgot to bring the oranges down,&lt;br /&gt;ended up he gave us the oranges the school gave him.&lt;br /&gt;gave one to isaac,&lt;br /&gt;shared one among the girls infront.&lt;br /&gt;after the finale thingthing,&lt;br /&gt;isaac gave me a squashed orange back. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to class,&lt;br /&gt;picked my bag and went to look for mrs wong.&lt;br /&gt;extended the history dateline!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate lunch with the seniors, jo and dionne.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;didnt feel like eating,&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS BOONXUAN FOR THE CAKE!&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of fiona.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;and we started talking about the soup.&lt;br /&gt;the first time me jo and dionne ate lunch with the seniors.&lt;br /&gt;oh, love them sickos &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;i miss fiona terribly much. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day ended,&lt;br /&gt;mrt-ed back with shu ting xizi charlene shu qi and jo&lt;br /&gt;fiddled with the cube till paya lebar.&lt;br /&gt;bus-ed home with pj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala, the day ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;emo. emo. emo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-4394755201554914407?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4394755201554914407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=4394755201554914407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4394755201554914407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4394755201554914407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-1268920377124717829</id><published>2008-02-09T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T20:14:24.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;uh firstly, jinzhi, you're crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;know why you're evil?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause you let a person who didnt sleep for 3 days feel guilty about sleeping. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; to those who are dying to see how tantan's fiance looks like, simply scroll to the bottom. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TANTAN'S HOUSE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lalalaa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met angshuang at 1030 at bedok today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went over to tiongbahru plaza! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;first shop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;more than words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to buy tees for monday. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the counter there, the cashier was like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'eh, you two dont want couple shirts?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;angshuang and i stared at each other wondering if we looked THAT les. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously, mr sng can confirm that we're les. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-remembers the whole 'mr sng: hello, enjoying your privacy?' thing-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eeeeee. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then when we paid, she looked at my necklace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'eh, you 21 years old already?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'huh?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'that necklace.. i thought you 21 already. haha, nevermind'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went out of the shop and ripped the necklace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;angshuang agrees that it isnt safe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause its sounds like R21 or smth,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sounds sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah. x;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECOND SHOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;chameleon, bought a random necklace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously, the necklaces at chameleon are like. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;out of one whole shelf only one doesnt look retarded. x:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went up up up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;checked at the smthsmth grill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;food's not ready, went over to the neoprint shop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;confirmed that we were lesbians. -.- &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after neoprinting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to the grill place to check again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15 mins more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to the ARCADE! x;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wooh yaye angshuang, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FIRSSSST TIME out of the like 20 times i played with you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WON!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;x;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ha, that table hockey thingthing. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and angshuang forced me to play racing cars with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i kind of won her in position. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;yaye, first time i played okayyy? x; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lalas, went to eat pizza at the grill grill place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fantasized over angshuang's idol's high pitched voices while waiting for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the pizza cameee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything was vege and more vege. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn ew. );&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll never try the pizza there again. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet the jiaolian crewwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(yeah, the guys pangseh-ed us cause isaac and jinzhi decided to visit their relatives /: )&lt;/div&gt;kellie was wearing a super super short skirt,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;others all wore jeans.&lt;/div&gt;(yeah, go tantan's house, of course cannot wear skirt! x; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;met wei an and all (okay, im not very sure if she is wei an. &gt;&lt; )&lt;/div&gt;felt super duper zi bei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause 2C, his form class, had 8 people there.&lt;/div&gt;and 2D'07, his math class, had over 15 people there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;._.&lt;/div&gt;uh yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;walked over to his house from mrt after buying kfc at tiong plaza.&lt;/div&gt;we were guessing which block of flat does he live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay lah.&lt;/div&gt;the exterior looks very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;houseeeee. actually quite small.&lt;/div&gt;BUT HE HAS LIKE 20 HAMSTERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TWENTY.&lt;/div&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hes crazy. ._.&lt;/div&gt;i only have 6 okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND HE HAS 20. ):&lt;/div&gt;rah, jealous.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;jiaolian started telling me that&lt;br /&gt;'AYE, AS A CHAIRPERSON, IT IS YOUR DUTY TO TELL HIM THAT WE WANT A PHOTO OF BOTH OF THEM TOGETHER'&lt;br /&gt;uhhuh, and i actually told him that.&lt;br /&gt;but they were too shy to take, so i had to take a photo of their photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, thanks mrs tan-to-be for letting us watch blades of glory!&lt;/div&gt;sick show,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but damn nice. xD&lt;/div&gt;someone went to rewind to the part where the people in north korea did the iron lotus and the head got cut off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn disgusting laaaaa.&lt;/div&gt;but damn funny. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;left after the show,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO THE PLAYGROUND!&lt;br /&gt;on the way, met some laotikoh shouting out from a second floor window&lt;br /&gt;'EH, KAN MEI NU!'&lt;br /&gt;when we walked pass.&lt;br /&gt;all of us started muttering eff words.&lt;br /&gt;huijun was damn cute.&lt;br /&gt;she kept saying&lt;br /&gt;'CALL POLICE, 999!'&lt;br /&gt;so loud for them to hear.&lt;br /&gt;damn funny. x;&lt;br /&gt;shes the man&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, in the playground!&lt;br /&gt;there was this boy wearing a barney shirt who doesnt like us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he kept doing the fist punch hand thing (which meant the eff word)&lt;/div&gt;dunno unintentionally or what. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway,&lt;/div&gt;he came to me and shouted R-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wth, hes evil!&lt;/div&gt;he doesnt even know me can kill me already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;._.&lt;/div&gt;lalaaaa, not talking about it. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;he called amanda funny names. o.o&lt;/div&gt;yeah, hes simply cuckooo. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;slacked at the playground,&lt;/div&gt;left around 4.10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went back to tiong plaza for a drink,&lt;/div&gt;mrt-ed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pearl nearly got off at the wrong stop. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;end of the daaaaay~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEEEEEKTURES. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(yeah, the awaited for the cresmicians, &lt;/div&gt;if i ever post their pictures on class blog, i think i'll get sued.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R62Uo0OoVXI/AAAAAAAAAY0/zf-l5B4OtB4/s1600-h/DSC02437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R62Uo0OoVXI/AAAAAAAAAY0/zf-l5B4OtB4/s320/DSC02437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164947776599512434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see. the pizza came like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R62UokOoVWI/AAAAAAAAAYs/PS8uS24reZo/s1600-h/DSC02436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R62UokOoVWI/AAAAAAAAAYs/PS8uS24reZo/s320/DSC02436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164947772304545122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is the only edible part of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R62UpEOoVYI/AAAAAAAAAY8/hGevPGu49r4/s1600-h/DSC02467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R62UpEOoVYI/AAAAAAAAAY8/hGevPGu49r4/s320/DSC02467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164947780894479746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at tiongbahru plaza!&lt;br /&gt;pj wellington. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R62UpEOoVZI/AAAAAAAAAZE/tCaZHI56qd4/s1600-h/neos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 31px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R62UpEOoVZI/AAAAAAAAAZE/tCaZHI56qd4/s320/neos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164947780894479762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;les pics! x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R62XS0OoVaI/AAAAAAAAAZM/5d_DEWOLVmw/s1600-h/DSC02462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R62XS0OoVaI/AAAAAAAAAZM/5d_DEWOLVmw/s320/DSC02462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164950697177273762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no!&lt;br /&gt;pearl's in danger&lt;br /&gt;is ---- coming to save herrr? x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R62XS0OoVbI/AAAAAAAAAZU/BvPfF61D9hw/s1600-h/DSC02465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R62XS0OoVbI/AAAAAAAAAZU/BvPfF61D9hw/s320/DSC02465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164950697177273778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a van of a plumber. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R62UoUOoVVI/AAAAAAAAAYk/qt2D2EqgS0k/s1600-h/DSC02443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R62UoUOoVVI/AAAAAAAAAYk/qt2D2EqgS0k/s320/DSC02443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164947768009577810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooh the awaited. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala,&lt;br /&gt;mr tan, if you're seeing this,&lt;br /&gt;please do NOT sue me, or give me a serious offense form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-1268920377124717829?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1268920377124717829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-7987008622127593862</id><published>2008-02-08T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T23:14:46.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanted to blog badly about the malaysia trip,&lt;br /&gt;but i realised i just cant remember anything. x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh yeah,&lt;br /&gt;i didnt sleep for THREE DAYS, (or was it two? ._.)&lt;br /&gt;and wasnt allowed to wash hair for TWO DAYS. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-refreshes memory-&lt;br /&gt;-blinkblink-&lt;br /&gt;ohh. realised the fact that my sanjiu is damn smart. -.-&lt;br /&gt;he just looks at the 2x2 cube.&lt;br /&gt;turn turn turn, and TADA.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;and jolene,&lt;br /&gt;note this:&lt;br /&gt;your cube burst into 8 pieces (yeah, the 2x2 one la)&lt;br /&gt;and it was fixed by a millionaire engineer called my sanjiu.&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;and he isnt married, no angpao, no jealousness required. x;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh, smartass. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, seriously, cant remember anything. -.-&lt;br /&gt;except the part where we spent 1 hour setting things on fire!&lt;br /&gt;wooh, really, damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;they go boom boom boom and everyone screams like anything&lt;br /&gt;and also,&lt;br /&gt;theres this stick you hold in your hand,&lt;br /&gt;light it up,&lt;br /&gt;and you'll seriously look like a wizard.&lt;br /&gt;sparks just come out of it and it flies to the sky. ._.&lt;br /&gt;then theres fireworks and stuff also.&lt;br /&gt;nicenicenicenice.&lt;br /&gt;i conclude that xiaojiu is damn scary.&lt;br /&gt;everything also try before. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;theres nothing else about the malaysia trip that i can remember,&lt;br /&gt;except watching them mahjhong.&lt;br /&gt;and solving the cube for the 1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th, .... 5329857th time without the com,&lt;br /&gt;in desperation to go home and boredom. x;&lt;br /&gt;and sorry to the people who msged me in malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;and i realised i have to pay 60 cents for everyone i recieve and send.&lt;br /&gt;thats like 6 bucks. -.-&lt;br /&gt;lala.&lt;br /&gt;going tantan's house tmr!&lt;br /&gt;and buying angshuang and my couple shirt for monday! xD&lt;br /&gt;muahahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;IM COMING, MY BELOVED BOLSTER, BED, BLANKET, ETCETCETC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(no, dont think sick. ._.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to sleeeeep! :D&lt;br /&gt;loveloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;justtoknowthatyou'rejustasubstitudesimply-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-7987008622127593862?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7987008622127593862/comments/default' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh god,&lt;br /&gt;this is crazy. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just had a great time writing 12 cheques cause daddy's lazy.&lt;br /&gt;12 what cheques?&lt;br /&gt;DONATION CHEQUES. ._.&lt;br /&gt;like singapore children's society, the salvation army, singapore kidney smthsmth, etc.&lt;br /&gt;TWELVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;i should set up some zhenting-needs-72-bucks-to-pay-her-phone-bills-this-month thing. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i'll get money every year! ._.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously. ._.&lt;br /&gt;I NEVER KNEW DADDY DONATED ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;no wonder when they have all those charity shows and blah,&lt;br /&gt;he doesnt wanna call.&lt;br /&gt;and thus from young i thought he was evil to disabled or sick people. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh okay.&lt;br /&gt;i love dad. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-7487597449382552457?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7487597449382552457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=7487597449382552457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/7487597449382552457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/7487597449382552457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-god-this-is-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-1788686068953448215</id><published>2008-02-04T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:24:57.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;dont give me that look,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;im just really tired. &lt;/em&gt;/:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hm, using my old com!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn, i missed this keyboard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feel more comfortable with this tiny one. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today's sunset is like so pretty that i couldnt resist taking a pic of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lala, no idea why im looking at sunsets. x:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nopeee, im not emo. x:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R6b9oYm66GI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Wqn4pxLGhmE/s1600-h/IMG_4319[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163092893069142114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6xNKe8xYe1I/R6b9oYm66GI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Wqn4pxLGhmE/s320/IMG_4319%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;+&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SCHOOL!. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alighted from the bus in the morning and weige told me about me being rich. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;their inferring skills got problem. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after flagraising, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chairperson meeting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shiz, angshuang's twin cant recognize me anymore. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i think pj kind of scared her by pointing his finger at her and yelling 'ANGSHUANG'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first period, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;scienceee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@ the lab. /:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dionis was being cuckoo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;daring me to ask mr han about the swimming and getting pregnant question. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she asked that question herself. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and ew, mr han went 'yeah, when you go and swim and you accidentally swallow a mouth of water, its not only urine. it can be..''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the end of the lesson,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dionis asked him what oral sex means.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and really, i didnt know until he said it. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh, i'll never wanna take bio. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LA, no lecture!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn, i lost my poem. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he said he wanted it in by today, but in the end i didnt submit. x:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had a group test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and vivian got very ji dong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause the way mr biollo does things..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is something that makes her fail to achieve what she wants to. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the end of it vivian actually wrote a bad word on her paper. o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, vivian. /:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;recesss!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hot milo from the snacks stall tastes horrible. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had a pao with the jiaolian crew &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;assembly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rah, cresmic was. &lt;em&gt;pretty&lt;/em&gt; on time. x:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had some talk about the cip stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i bet everyone dreads for the zoo one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sounds cooool. /:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;math&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got back the pop quiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;craps so much when you realise that the person sitting infront of you, and beside you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;both got full marks. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finished standard form. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blah. /:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chinese&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baaawring. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after schooool!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ate lunch at the lt area with angshuang and jo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they insisted that i went red.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dunno why, i go red even when i just smile. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe its the weird weather. /:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i realised violin's A string sounds the same as zheng's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;weige and xinyan took my tuner to tune their violins. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zheng :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lala, the usual thing. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i dunno why, was just so tired that i couldnt even keep my eyes open.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had a break at 4+,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bullied stella like shit. x:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she somehow reminds me of haihua, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and its not her hair. x:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;came back from break and realised one girl from da ji yue is joining us. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;three cheers to her, i dunno whats her name yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shes pro. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;within ONE day she could play the drums part for both songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pro. pro. pro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uhm yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went home with jo, dionne, (who had the eff word written on her hand. -.-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tiantian, shuqi (who insisted everyone was fatfat. ._.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;michelle and angshuang. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yep, thanks dear for waiting for me. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh, i forgot to ask the class for cookie orders. crap! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-1788686068953448215?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1788686068953448215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-3296763407574525169</id><published>2008-02-03T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T21:37:05.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>out with boooon! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up at 3+, was late, as usual. x:&lt;br /&gt;was on the bus listening to the tv without looking at the screen&lt;br /&gt;'under my umbrella ella ella ella eh eh eh, i studied in maris stella'&lt;br /&gt;then two people started talking about composers are sickos.&lt;br /&gt;weird, but yeah. o.o&lt;br /&gt;boon called when i reached.&lt;br /&gt;yaye, thanks for rescuing me in the rain. x:&lt;br /&gt;my umbrella died. /:&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thanks for the random piggy bank gift&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked over to the libray sharing umbrella&lt;br /&gt;started screaming and yelling cause of the puddles.&lt;br /&gt;me: -screams-&lt;br /&gt;boon: ITS NOT THE END OF THE WORLD! stop screaming.&lt;br /&gt;or smth liddat. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh, met pj, who stole my phone and msged yiqi stupid things. -.-&lt;br /&gt;damn, go away. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacked pretty much in the library,&lt;br /&gt;went home at 6+&lt;br /&gt;thanks pj for walking me home. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, chiong hw time. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-3296763407574525169?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3296763407574525169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=3296763407574525169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/3296763407574525169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/3296763407574525169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/out-with-boooon-d-met-up-at-3-was-late.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-5760507459368928236</id><published>2008-02-03T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T11:40:55.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my tiaaaan.&lt;br /&gt;i havent done anything except mathhhhh! D:&lt;br /&gt;and im not even sure of half of my answers. ._.&lt;br /&gt;buck uppppp. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, jiayou to my jie whose gonna break up with ce ya today. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going in malaysia on the first day of cny.&lt;br /&gt;sorry darren,&lt;br /&gt;another year i cant make it to your ahgong's house. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow staying overnight in malaysia seems a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;every year, i'll be the only kiddy kid there.&lt;br /&gt;then all the older ones will pia mahjhong from day to night,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i'll be emoing at the sofa with NOTHING to do. /:&lt;br /&gt;then they'll insist that they wanna stay for more nights for mahjhong. ._.&lt;br /&gt;lets just hope i'll meet christine or melvin there. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; wth, if i knew daddy was gonna kiss me on the cheek, i wouldnt have helped out in spring cleaning ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.dread.cny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-5760507459368928236?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5760507459368928236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=5760507459368928236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/5760507459368928236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/5760507459368928236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-my-tiaaaan.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-5380601496206995500</id><published>2008-02-02T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T16:39:44.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i refuse to read the history articles,&lt;br /&gt;i oppose the idea of reading a chinese book within 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;i object to researching about LEDCs &amp;amp; MEDCs.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; someone please scan me the answers to indices assignment 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighhhhhhhhh. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attack of the homework.&lt;br /&gt;im too lazy to fight it. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year's in like less than one week's time!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; even before i buy any new year clothes,&lt;br /&gt;1/3 the money daddy gave to buy clothes is gone. ._.&lt;br /&gt;and thank god that there is only one feb baby in cresmic.&lt;br /&gt;or i'll be broke, broke. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;broke&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for next wed and saturdayyyy. :D&lt;br /&gt;going out with the jiaolian crew to shop on wed,&lt;br /&gt;to tantan's house on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;lalaaaa. JIAOLIAN CREW&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting boon to study tmr. :D&lt;br /&gt;and im not even in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;/:&lt;br /&gt;i'll prolly end up slacking as usual. D:&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, im missing boon, so yeah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rah, im bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-5380601496206995500?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5380601496206995500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=5380601496206995500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/5380601496206995500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/5380601496206995500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-refuse-to-read-history-articles-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-2248840524925585711</id><published>2008-02-01T20:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T20:50:25.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>firstly,&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU 2J GUYS! :DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;really really thank you all,&lt;br /&gt;yuhua wilson yiren etcetcetc.&lt;br /&gt;very. very. much. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaaaaaaaay.&lt;br /&gt;so today. :D&lt;br /&gt;before flagraising:&lt;br /&gt;uhm, chionged cny deco.&lt;br /&gt;kind of realised that what they put up yesterday was accidentally taken down by 2J.&lt;br /&gt;then they helped us my donating angbaos to us cause we didnt have enough.&lt;br /&gt;yeppppp,&lt;br /&gt;once again, thanks loads.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;uhm,&lt;br /&gt;chionged up and down from the wall to classroom.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;went for flagraising sweating like anything. ._.&lt;br /&gt;after flagraising,&lt;br /&gt;went to collect yearbooks.&lt;br /&gt;OMG, IM TELLING YOU, CARRYING LIKE 18 OF THAT THICK THING IS SERIOUSLY UGH! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;come on lah, although jiaying and i look man, also cannot do that to us right!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;it. was. really. heavy.&lt;br /&gt;i admire pj xinmin and all the other chairs and vice chairs for being that strong. ._.&lt;br /&gt;jiaying and i decided to give up in the middle of the parade square.&lt;br /&gt;then i saw pj kind of laughing at us. ._.&lt;br /&gt;thanks shaun, (although you forgot you took 1C for orientation last year. -.- )&lt;br /&gt;for helping us carry. x:&lt;br /&gt;yep, thanks loads.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; thanks dion (yiming's tong nian ying ying) for kind of helping me get the class guys who never came. -.-&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first period!&lt;br /&gt;PC!&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when mdm lim ask me if anyone's absent,&lt;br /&gt;causei seriously dont know. ._.&lt;br /&gt;slacked as usual.&lt;br /&gt;yiming accidentally banged jiaqi's shoulder with the tabletop thing thing.&lt;br /&gt;then jiaqi shouted 'f-ck you lah!' infront of everyone,&lt;br /&gt;INCLUDING MR TAN. ._.&lt;br /&gt;she didnt earn a serious offence form, hallelujah. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math!&lt;br /&gt;more standard forms,&lt;br /&gt;everyone was ignoring him and staring at the year book.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malay!&lt;br /&gt;cikgu was like pissed with yichen. -.-&lt;br /&gt;sigh, jangan cakap. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess! (like finally)&lt;br /&gt;was damn damn hungry &lt;s&gt;&amp;amp; ate a merman instead of a mermaid this time&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh, had nuggets! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science last period.&lt;br /&gt;EH,&lt;br /&gt;mr han: this one, guy. this one guy. this one... guy. -points to the powerpoint slide thing)&lt;br /&gt;class: WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;and huijun started all her ren yao things that made me laugh like hell.&lt;br /&gt;'HUH, HOW COME THIS REN YAO STILL CAN HAVE FAMILY AND HAVE KIDS ONE'&lt;br /&gt;mr han: nonono! that is not a ren yao!&lt;br /&gt;'I KNOW WHY HE HAD A DAUGHTER, HE WANTED TO BE A WOMAN SO MUCH THAT HE PRODUCED A DAUGHTER!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg lah, i love huijun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch!&lt;br /&gt;jiaolian crewwww &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;helped them buy drinks.&lt;br /&gt;5 peach tea jia nata and one nai cha pearl.&lt;br /&gt;carried them back with a tray&lt;br /&gt;when huijun applauded me for my proness, everythign fell. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left for fenzu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went 1A and asked a stupid question:&lt;br /&gt;me: hey, can i steal the chairs from here for cca?&lt;br /&gt;her: uhm, im not the chairperson...&lt;br /&gt;me: OH, THIS IS YOUR CLASSROOM? oh nevermind nevermind, i go next door borrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno what made me say that, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fenzu!&lt;br /&gt;zheng 1 &amp;amp; 3 went 1D classroom,&lt;br /&gt;zheng 2 &amp;amp; 4 went 2B classroom.&lt;br /&gt;had a break at 4.30.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, sorry xizi, although you're prolly not gonna read this.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, i guess it was just coincidence lah.&lt;br /&gt;like how everytime when you finish da zu, we'll be having break.&lt;br /&gt;we really lian-ed hard for that 2 hours,&lt;br /&gt;really didnt slack at all. /:&lt;br /&gt;uhm yep. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;during the break,&lt;br /&gt;i realised 1H got 3 ngee ann people (if im not wrong. they just looked really familiar),&lt;br /&gt;darren's cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; angshuang's twin. :D&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i went up and talk to her for fun. x:&lt;br /&gt;somehow she doesnt look like angshuang anymore. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fenzu continued,&lt;br /&gt;practiced &amp;amp; more practice. :D&lt;br /&gt;released at 5.30,&lt;br /&gt;darryl had to stay back cause he couldnt play properly.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;supposed to mrt home with hongling and huiwen.&lt;br /&gt;met angshuang caris &amp;amp; all the eds people on the way,&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly angshuang and i disappeared from the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;her batt died and used my phone to msg yulong.&lt;br /&gt;10 msges leh angshuang. 50 cents please.&lt;br /&gt;jkjk.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laaa, bye. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-2248840524925585711?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2248840524925585711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=2248840524925585711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/2248840524925585711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/2248840524925585711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/firstly-thank-you-2j-guys-dddddd-really.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-3282201121635540842</id><published>2008-01-31T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T18:34:42.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE DEAREST PEARL! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp; damn, my blogskin doesnt wanna work. ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember anything except for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shangyin. ._.&lt;br /&gt;immediately after i played the first line,&lt;br /&gt;which was like 5 bars only,&lt;br /&gt;cui lao shi stopped me and asked&lt;br /&gt;'zhenting, ni mei lian qin dui ba'&lt;br /&gt;.___.&lt;br /&gt;horrible. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todayyyy!&lt;br /&gt;pearl's present giving ceremony!&lt;br /&gt;omg, jiaying is CREATIVE. xD&lt;br /&gt;promised i wont blog about it, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh, stood infront of amanda today during flag raising&lt;br /&gt;cause i needed to pass down some stuff for ben goh.&lt;br /&gt;amanda kept going 'shangsi! i feel so tall! :D'&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;ugh, I DONT CARE, IM STILL GROWING. D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;self denial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history first!&lt;br /&gt;everyone in the group was being so emo. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music!&lt;br /&gt;34551-7655345~&lt;br /&gt;that angsmth thing sounds so sweet. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la!&lt;br /&gt;failed the test, dont talk about it. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess!&lt;br /&gt;pearl's bday song.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;ate that wrapping sushi thing that jiaying and jiamin recommended&lt;br /&gt;thanks tuixiu for helping me wrap it!&lt;br /&gt;for you all know,&lt;br /&gt;im a man and cant wrap it without making it look like shit x:&lt;br /&gt;stuffed the whole thing in my mouth,&lt;br /&gt;left the end of the thing poking out of my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;when huijun came back, she said:&lt;br /&gt;wa, you eat until even more unglam than me.&lt;br /&gt;amanda said:&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE EATING A MERMAID!&lt;br /&gt;THE HEAD IS IN YOUR MOUTH NOW&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE CHEWING IT~&lt;br /&gt;THE BRAIN JUICE ALL COME OUT.&lt;br /&gt;._____.&lt;br /&gt;JIAOLIAN! ):&lt;br /&gt;I WAS &lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt; EATING A MERMAID. ):&lt;br /&gt;I DIDNT! ):&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i was on the verge of puking it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to class early.&lt;br /&gt;///////////////////////////:&lt;br /&gt;sigh,&lt;br /&gt;first time i saw justin explode.&lt;br /&gt;well, although justin was in the right,&lt;br /&gt;it was the first time i saw him meaning that D:&lt;  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it was really scary. ._. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;hinese, slacked. ._.&lt;br /&gt;CME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;wow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, lalalalaa, no comments. x:&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, the class was just hinthint-ing throughout. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school,&lt;br /&gt;waited for alicia and zoomed home after angshuang tried talking jonathan. o.o&lt;br /&gt;reached my house bus stop, which is right outside st patrick's hostel.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;one guy just came walking towards me glaring at me&lt;br /&gt;then the other guy said 'NO, CANNOT!'&lt;br /&gt;and when i walked passed them the guys started following me through the canal.&lt;br /&gt;.________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala, shall go fix my blogskin problem. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-3282201121635540842?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3282201121635540842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=3282201121635540842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/3282201121635540842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/3282201121635540842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-to-dearest-pearl-d-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-3741102941759164810</id><published>2008-01-31T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T00:11:37.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i. am. really. tired.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PEARL! :DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, my hand hurts. D:&lt;br /&gt;i just chionged finish zuowen and i had to start writing all the LA things.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;during the test, the first thing i'll write on the paper is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CRESMI&lt;u&gt;C.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;I.P.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;DORG&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contrast&lt;br /&gt;repetition&lt;br /&gt;ellipses&lt;br /&gt;similie&lt;br /&gt;metaphor&lt;br /&gt;imagery&lt;br /&gt;conotation&lt;br /&gt;irony&lt;br /&gt;personification&lt;br /&gt;anthropomorphism&lt;br /&gt;hyperbole&lt;br /&gt;alliteration&lt;br /&gt;denotation&lt;br /&gt;onometopoeia&lt;br /&gt;rhyme&lt;br /&gt;graphology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just so tired to memorize so i resorted to this&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;blog about today tmr. /:&lt;br /&gt;bye. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-3741102941759164810?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3741102941759164810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=3741102941759164810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/3741102941759164810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/3741102941759164810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/i.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-7951413909628190468</id><published>2008-01-29T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T19:08:42.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh, today. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;before flagraising,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiong copy math that i still dont understand. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;history,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAHHHHHHHH,&lt;br /&gt;seriously,&lt;br /&gt;WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;i've been doing EVERY SINGLE PROJECT with justin,&lt;br /&gt;and its not like i chose it.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;IDMI, MAD, history, blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;WHYYYYYYYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;.__.&lt;br /&gt;yep, so yeah, yet another project with justin. wonderful ._.&lt;br /&gt;(oh yeah, one exception is RS :D :D :D :D )&lt;br /&gt;had some 50 words about culture thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LA,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, discussing of for the fallen.&lt;br /&gt;slack slack slack slack. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;recess,&lt;/strong&gt; jiaolian crew!&lt;br /&gt;got pretty pissed at smth though. /:&lt;br /&gt;rah. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;acc, &lt;/strong&gt;uh,&lt;br /&gt;nice one, isaac melvin justin and jz. :D&lt;br /&gt;'so na ge wu ze tian desperate, then ta qu ...'&lt;br /&gt;hm, all the other groups got scolded. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 mins before mr tan came,&lt;/strong&gt; rah,&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly cant breathe. ._.&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt an asthma attack, i think.&lt;br /&gt;but it was like. ughhh.&lt;br /&gt;after awhile i felt very giddy and stuff. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;math,&lt;/strong&gt; uhhhhhh,&lt;br /&gt;i chionged out of the classroom cause i thought i was gonna vomit&lt;br /&gt;but nothing came out. ._.&lt;br /&gt;felt giddy, requested for the sickbay.&lt;br /&gt;'rested' in the sickbay while vivian helped me make tea (omg! :D) and get some biscuits.&lt;br /&gt;then some teacher came in&lt;br /&gt;'so who is the sick one?'&lt;br /&gt;'me'&lt;br /&gt;'oh, so you're the class rep?' (to vivian)&lt;br /&gt;'nope, shes the class rep' -points-&lt;br /&gt;'OH DEAR, THE CLASS REP IS SICK!'&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chinese,&lt;/strong&gt; eh, missed 15 mins of the lesson&lt;br /&gt;but early enough to eat you tiao he lao shi bought for us :D&lt;br /&gt;xiexie lao shi. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after school,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i was damn pissed. -.-&lt;br /&gt;skipped lunch and waited for jo them to eat.&lt;br /&gt;mrt-ed back to paya lebar and was supposed to wait for pj. ._.&lt;br /&gt;he reached with dillon tianwei weige.&lt;br /&gt;realised i wasted my time waiting for him cause i dont see the point why i should. ._.&lt;br /&gt;took bus back with them,&lt;br /&gt;pj started insisting weird stuff. -.-&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;thanks weige for the lollipop! :D&lt;br /&gt;and i have to say we all looked funny eating lollipops together.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh indices. /:.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-7951413909628190468?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7951413909628190468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=7951413909628190468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/7951413909628190468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/7951413909628190468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/sigh-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-7695679828556663471</id><published>2008-01-28T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T20:59:32.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I CONCLUDE THAT I HATE INDICES TO THE CORE. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;i cant write 10 poems on how i hate indices. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before flagraising,&lt;br /&gt;HA, wenning was like HIGH HIGH HIGH just cause angshuang lent her the book.&lt;br /&gt;she just went out of the classroom shouting&lt;br /&gt;'WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!'&lt;br /&gt;'WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!'&lt;br /&gt;along the corridors.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs, crazy woman. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA,&lt;br /&gt;omg. ._.&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;first,&lt;br /&gt;vivian and i got excited over 'air' and i started laughing&lt;br /&gt;i leaned backwards without knowing mr biollo was behind talking to jiaolian and yiming&lt;br /&gt;and damn, i bounced back ._.&lt;br /&gt;dont ask what i hit. ._.&lt;br /&gt;and dont learn from jiaqi and ask me if its hard of soft. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE!&lt;br /&gt;teacher: what does C stand for?!&lt;br /&gt;us: CRESMIC!&lt;br /&gt;teacher: NOPE, ITS C BEI HO.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;she was high today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess, milo jia fen.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assembly,&lt;br /&gt;HELLO?! WE WERE &lt;u&gt;ON TIME!&lt;/u&gt;  D:&lt;br /&gt;its unfair!&lt;br /&gt;.______.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;had some SC EP thingthing.&lt;br /&gt;benjamin goh said smth about yulong spitting vulgarities. x:&lt;br /&gt;and angshuang and i started doubting if yulong will vote for him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;then one of this SC asked us to collect bananas cause its a happy fruit.&lt;br /&gt;i would rather chocolate though,&lt;br /&gt;i bet it works much better. ._.&lt;br /&gt;went back to class and realised they had a banana fight. ._.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science,&lt;br /&gt;crazy terms and cuckoo blood vessels,&lt;br /&gt;just go away, mr han. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math,&lt;br /&gt;mr tan, you should seriously RELAX. ._.&lt;br /&gt;yes, you're dissapointed in us,&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHAT CAN WE DO?&lt;br /&gt;I DONT EVEN KNOW HOW TO DO. D:&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;and also,&lt;br /&gt;you said you werent emoing.&lt;br /&gt;but you were clearly showing the symptoms of not-being-a-man syndrome&lt;br /&gt;come on, be a man lah, learn from huijun. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was released at 2.11, after solving THREE cuckoo indices questions. -.-&lt;br /&gt;late for gz and everything&lt;br /&gt;gosh. D:&lt;br /&gt;sorry xizi. /:&lt;br /&gt;zhengzhengzheng &amp;amp; went home. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND WOOH I GOT MY CO SHIRT!&lt;br /&gt;CO SHIRT CO SHIRT!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOH!&lt;br /&gt;CO SHIRRRRRT. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i officially declare bankruptcy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-7695679828556663471?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7695679828556663471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=7695679828556663471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/7695679828556663471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/7695679828556663471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-conclude-that-i-hate-indices-to-core.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-7113352594441601145</id><published>2008-01-27T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T17:13:33.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>raaaaaaaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;i cant finish hw. ._.&lt;br /&gt;and im not gonna do geog. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im serious about failing indices.&lt;br /&gt;out of 16 questions i got like 1 correct for the supp worksheet. -.-&lt;br /&gt;there isnt even any questions to try on from the textbook.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stressed. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-7113352594441601145?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7113352594441601145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=7113352594441601145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/7113352594441601145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/7113352594441601145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/raaaaaaaaaaah.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-486011836758146947</id><published>2008-01-26T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T20:30:17.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I HATE HEELS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;yes, I HATE HEEEELS &lt;s&gt;&amp;amp; kale.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;ugh, if not for performance, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll never wear heels &amp;amp; long sleeved white shirt,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;cause it really looks funny. ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;okay, was late for school today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;chionged to school with hongling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;made her sweat like siao just by walking fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;tsktsk. ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhh, zhaoji in the CO room,&lt;br /&gt;changed into the shirt and heels. ._.&lt;br /&gt;i repeat, I HATE HEELS. ._.&lt;br /&gt;and i hate looking oh so formal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;performed after 1 hour of waiting.&lt;br /&gt;went pretty well, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;sat down and watched the china people perform.&lt;br /&gt;they. are. damn. cute.&lt;br /&gt;around 6 or 7 i guess.&lt;br /&gt;AND THERE WAS THIS TWO BROTHERS, THAT REALLY LOOKED DAMN CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;i bet the younger one is like 5 or smth.&lt;br /&gt;AND HE CAN PLAY ERHU SAI MA!&lt;br /&gt;LIKE OMGGGG. ._.&lt;br /&gt;he. is. super. cute.&lt;br /&gt;their items were of GREATT variety.&lt;br /&gt;sing, dance, &lt;em&gt;CATWALK + dance&lt;/em&gt;, piano, erhu, violin, trumpet etcetcetc.&lt;br /&gt;their voices are like super loud,&lt;br /&gt;the solo ones can be heard without a mic,&lt;br /&gt;from the back of the hall.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;the catwalk was rather cuckoo. ._.&lt;br /&gt;erhu was fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;oh god, that really cute small guy. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep,&lt;br /&gt;they finally finished their items&lt;br /&gt;and we were on standby positions to chiong off after they leave for the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;(HELLO?! WE DIDNT EAT SINCE THE MORNING!)&lt;br /&gt;and great, we realised we have to cary our qin back. ._.&lt;br /&gt;its an accomplishment for all of us to carry the zheng with heels,&lt;br /&gt;really. ._.&lt;br /&gt;changed back to the normal uniform, (YES, LIKE FINALLY?)&lt;br /&gt;zhaoji in co room again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;forced&lt;/s&gt; had to interact with the guests in the canteen&lt;br /&gt;and the thing is,&lt;br /&gt;the buffet thing they prepared for them there,&lt;br /&gt;was only and only for them, and we were supposed to watch them eat it.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;so near yet so far. ._.&lt;br /&gt;took photos with them and blah,&lt;br /&gt;suddenly we spotted that really cute small guy&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; chionged towards him for a photo but he ran away. ._.&lt;br /&gt;watched esther and ophi play zheng in the middle of the canteen&lt;br /&gt;yiqi kept coming to me to change for coins&lt;br /&gt;(cause we werent allowed to touch anything but the vending machines)&lt;br /&gt;im not a money changer. ._.&lt;br /&gt;pj and yiqi who were really bored came and disturb me with their ultimate disgustingness.&lt;br /&gt;like just go away and leave me alone. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home &amp;amp; slacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOMEWORK TIME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-486011836758146947?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/486011836758146947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=486011836758146947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/486011836758146947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/486011836758146947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-hate-heels-yes-i-hate-heeeels-kale.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-4820059058137719714</id><published>2008-01-25T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T21:00:52.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ugh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BLOODY BLOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BANK. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ew. ._.&lt;br /&gt;that image of that bag of blood just cant be erased.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todayyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE!&lt;br /&gt;did the two sets thing with jiaqi. xD&lt;br /&gt;played FRISBEEEEEE! :D&lt;br /&gt;i just hate the way they suddenly go some random direction when you're trying to catch it.&lt;br /&gt;its like damn different from a ball cause a ball goes in one direction&lt;br /&gt;and thus i decided that i will never bother to pass the practical test. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECESS!&lt;br /&gt;jiaolian crew?&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;milo jia fen. :D&lt;br /&gt;bought fries and nuggets when i realised im too full. -.-&lt;br /&gt;brought the nuggets back to class,&lt;br /&gt;was so tempted to eat during&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEOG!&lt;br /&gt;point form of LORMS and such,&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblah,&lt;br /&gt;BORING. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE!&lt;br /&gt;3 periods are killers.&lt;br /&gt;then jiaolian and yiming started arguing over chickens and cupids.&lt;br /&gt;apparently jiaolian thinks yiming's cupid looks like a chicken with an umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;they.are.SUPER.cute. xDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER SCHOOOOOL!&lt;br /&gt;chionged off with jiaying to look for mr tan&lt;br /&gt;talked and stufffffff.&lt;br /&gt;wooh, we'll be invited to kill his house for CNY visiting. :D&lt;br /&gt;talked for like 1 hour or so.&lt;br /&gt;went down with jy for lunchhh. :D&lt;br /&gt;sat down and decided that i'll go for fenzu for 15 mins.&lt;br /&gt;huijun and jiamin helped me carry my jiao. :D&lt;br /&gt;went back to the canteen for nuggets,&lt;br /&gt;just ate with the jiaolian crew and left with jiaqi who was very interested in the zheng.&lt;br /&gt;played gu xiang the so called chorus for her. x:&lt;br /&gt;shenjing tried playing shan dan dan but realised it was in G major. x:&lt;br /&gt;got pretty embarrased,&lt;br /&gt;cause uh, you know, angshuang wuyue shenjing and jiaqi were just crowding around&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, just felt so awkward cause its weird seeing me playing the zheng.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;fenzu started,&lt;br /&gt;mingquan (yes, the very hyper retarded SC)&lt;br /&gt;proposed a zheng bai nian thing&lt;br /&gt;we'll all go liying's house or smth. xD&lt;br /&gt;not objecting it,&lt;br /&gt;but i think it'll crash with cresmic's&lt;br /&gt;5 mins of my precious 15 mins gone.&lt;br /&gt;ophi brought the performing tmr people over to grandstand to self practice,&lt;br /&gt;5 mins to ban the guzheng,&lt;br /&gt;10 mins of my precious 15 mins gone.&lt;br /&gt;when we played half of one song,&lt;br /&gt;the bell struck 2.45.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, chionged off.&lt;br /&gt;met up with the jiaolian crew and searched for jiaqi them.&lt;br /&gt;bus ride to bloodbank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOODBANK&lt;br /&gt;oh god. D:&lt;br /&gt;first, went in the auditorium, had some talk on donating blood,&lt;br /&gt;when we all started talking about our p1 and p6 injections.&lt;br /&gt;-shudders-&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;okay, bloodbank tour after the talk.&lt;br /&gt;3 class split into 2 batches, and 2 batches split into 2 groups.&lt;br /&gt;angshuang and i followed the group and suddenly the people behind us all dissappeared.&lt;br /&gt;finally realised that we were the only two cresmicians in the whole group that we were following&lt;br /&gt;but ms chua said just follow them.&lt;br /&gt;damn, bad choice. ._.&lt;br /&gt;first place,&lt;br /&gt;filling-up-form-place.&lt;br /&gt;second,&lt;br /&gt;killing-finger-place.&lt;br /&gt;to test for iron. ._.&lt;br /&gt;third,&lt;br /&gt;OH GOD, DDDDDD:&lt;br /&gt;we watched a live blood donating thing.&lt;br /&gt;raey took a FULL video of it.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;then fraser and raey started saying 'the blood will start to leak out, gush out, drop by drop'&lt;br /&gt;or smth liddat.&lt;br /&gt;god.&lt;br /&gt;god.&lt;br /&gt;god. ._.&lt;br /&gt;raey: AIYOH, YOU SO SCARED FOR WHAT, JUST THINK ITS A VITAGEN STRAW IN A VITAGEN BOTTLE.&lt;br /&gt;cause raey was between angshuang and i,&lt;br /&gt;i just grabbed her shirt.&lt;br /&gt;then she said 'omg zhenting, do you know you're trembling?'&lt;br /&gt;fraser started saying 'zhenting, lousy lah.'&lt;br /&gt;whatever laaaaaaah!&lt;br /&gt;-sees the nurse put a needle in that guy-&lt;br /&gt;me: OMG! -turns away-&lt;br /&gt;nurse: that was just the painkiller.&lt;br /&gt;.____________.&lt;br /&gt;the real thing:&lt;br /&gt;then when they poked the needle in everyone got so interested and crowded around nearer,&lt;br /&gt;just grabbed the nearest hand around and it turned out to be wenning's. x:&lt;br /&gt;like the needle was just jksvbskdbvdskvbsdvbdskb!&lt;br /&gt;AND THE BLOOD WAS EVEN MORE GKJSHGBKSJBNSJNVS. ._.&lt;br /&gt;ew. D:&lt;br /&gt;god, it'll be the &lt;em&gt;FIRST&lt;/em&gt; and i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SWEAR,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;em&gt;LAST&lt;/em&gt; time i'll ever go to the bloodbank. ._.&lt;br /&gt;went home with jt dionis yunen shenjing wanki yiming angshuang jiaqi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepppp.&lt;br /&gt;went home,&lt;br /&gt;realised michelle cant make it tmr. ._.&lt;br /&gt;GOOOOOSH. D:&lt;br /&gt;seriously,&lt;br /&gt;i cant follow the tempo without you.&lt;br /&gt;WHYYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;.____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;its all mingquan's fault. /:&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET WELL SOON MICHELLE! ))):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-4820059058137719714?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4820059058137719714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=4820059058137719714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4820059058137719714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4820059058137719714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/ugh-bloody-blood-bank.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-974480594278475712</id><published>2008-01-24T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T22:04:38.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:1%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;no one, no one knows how im feeling. no one understands, you all may think its stupid. but if you were in my position, you'll prolly know how suckish it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was pretty slack,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY! BE-A-MAN, HUIJUN! :D&lt;br /&gt;i love you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAIRPERSON MEETING,&lt;br /&gt;found angshuang's twin in year one.&lt;br /&gt;80% alike, really. xD&lt;br /&gt;pj and i were just standing there freaking out. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA, ironic poems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science,&lt;br /&gt;MR HAN IS SICK LAH.&lt;br /&gt;SICKKKKKK! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess,&lt;br /&gt;spent the whole time looking for the rest of jiaolian crew. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PC,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i think i AM a man&lt;/s&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;damn, i cant do cross stitch.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mathhh.&lt;br /&gt;mr tan was emo-ing. ._.&lt;br /&gt;say happy birthday to huijun!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMPUTER!&lt;br /&gt;yaye dedicated a song to huijun,&lt;br /&gt;'I'LL MAKE A MAN OUT OF YOU!'&lt;br /&gt;wooh,&lt;br /&gt;ms huang is like SUPER niceeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;niceniceniceniceniceeeee.&lt;br /&gt;NICE!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school,&lt;br /&gt;chicken rice from ghim moh,&lt;br /&gt;comics connection at tiong bahru (yeah, angshuang dragged me there. x:)&lt;br /&gt;bought something for jo for valentines! xD&lt;br /&gt;went home, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebyeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:1%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;it just hurts knowing people you trust THAT much can just talk bad about you  behind your backs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-974480594278475712?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/974480594278475712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=974480594278475712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/974480594278475712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/974480594278475712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/no-one-no-one-knows-how-im-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-5140526320210789</id><published>2008-01-23T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T22:26:57.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i officially hate bus 13, even if its the only bus back home from shangyin.&lt;br /&gt;spent 40 mins waiting for the bus and when it came, theres too many people getting up and i couldnt get up. -.-&lt;br /&gt;called my dad in desperation and realised i couldnt recognize his car. -.-&lt;br /&gt;like how many silver cars are there on the roads lor. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepppp,&lt;br /&gt;today was nothing but stressful. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rah, i hate indices, really. D:&lt;br /&gt;im like surrounded by 5 smart people&lt;br /&gt;and all of them gets it except me.&lt;br /&gt;it makes me feel awfully stupid. D:&lt;br /&gt;rah, i can go on dying in math and fail the test every other class is talking about.&lt;br /&gt;damn. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bizlab was damn pissifying.&lt;br /&gt;rah.&lt;br /&gt;really, really.&lt;br /&gt;even the level head wants to meet me for it.&lt;br /&gt;am i dead or what.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU JIAOLIAN CREW + BE A MAN JIAOLIAN!&lt;br /&gt;for keeping me really high today.&lt;br /&gt;BE A MAAAN~&lt;br /&gt;mulan rocks lah.&lt;br /&gt;HUIJUN ROCKS MORE LAH!&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;i love huijun!&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday in advance!&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i love jiaolian crew&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-5140526320210789?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5140526320210789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=5140526320210789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/5140526320210789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/5140526320210789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-officially-hate-bus-13-even-if-its.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-5164486160385558374</id><published>2008-01-22T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T18:46:54.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>of all times to fall sick,&lt;br /&gt;why now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, slight fever. ._.&lt;br /&gt;it bet i'll be gone by tmr morning, so yeah, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KALE DOES NOT ORDER ME.&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR, HE DOES NOT! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who dunno who kale is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'kale&lt;s&gt;idoscope&lt;/s&gt; orders &lt;s&gt;to&lt;/s&gt; me!&lt;br /&gt;-zhenting(: '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep, i repeat, once again.,&lt;br /&gt;KALE DOESNT ORDER ME,&lt;br /&gt;SO STOP ERASING MY WONDERFUL ANNOUNCEMENT ON THE WONDERFUL WHITEBOARD,&lt;br /&gt;JIAQI ANGSHUANG &lt;em&gt;JIA YING&lt;/em&gt; ISAAC JINZHI MELVIN! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeppp, today was okay. :D&lt;br /&gt;(besides the fact that mr tan wanted to see me after school ): )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;flag raising. /:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FOUND AERI HOLDING HAIHUA'S HANDS ONCE I REACHED THE PARADE SQUARE.&lt;br /&gt;AND WORSE STILL, AERI WAS TALKING SO ENGROSSEDLY TO HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;headlines:&lt;br /&gt;AERI STEALS MY HAIHUA. D:&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha,&lt;br /&gt;JOKINGJOKINGJOKING.&lt;br /&gt;but it was uh, a unforgettable sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, &lt;strong&gt;Language Arts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked about &lt;u&gt;the soldiers&lt;/u&gt; in the LA package.&lt;br /&gt;two of the words in it was 'English air'&lt;br /&gt;then when mr biollo bends down to talk to jiaying's group,&lt;br /&gt;which is right beside where justin and i were sitting.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, he backfaced us and bent down&lt;br /&gt;-imagine-&lt;br /&gt;me and justin just stared at each other,&lt;br /&gt;afraid of whats gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;then vivian suddenly wrote on the paper&lt;br /&gt;'CANADIAN AIR!'&lt;br /&gt;we all laughed like cuckkoooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;well, if you cant imagine how it looks like,&lt;br /&gt;you prolly wont get it. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Science &lt;/strong&gt;in the laaaab!&lt;br /&gt;it was SUUUPER fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;the heart beat thing.&lt;br /&gt;dionis' attempt:&lt;br /&gt;-heart beat graph runs normally-&lt;br /&gt;me: dionis..&lt;br /&gt;me: YOU LIKE DUNJIE RIGHT?!&lt;br /&gt;-heart beat went up like immediately-&lt;br /&gt;her: NO I DONT LIKE!&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently jiaqi doesnt love me. D:&lt;br /&gt;angshuang got sabo-ed and apparently 'likes' jinzhi&lt;br /&gt;when i tried huijun tickled me and my heart beat became crazy too.&lt;br /&gt;yeppp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recess:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else?&lt;br /&gt;the usual milo dino&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;assigned yichen and gavin a task when i got back&lt;br /&gt;muahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;and then they started the whole bullying me on the whiteboard thing&lt;br /&gt;cant believe my darling vice-chair ganged with them and bullied me too. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;kale does not order me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA, I WRITE IT ON THE BLOG AND NO ONE CAN EDIT IT ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;BLEH YOU JIAYING &amp;amp; ANGSHUANG!&lt;br /&gt;nah joking.&lt;br /&gt;but i still ended up not writing anything on the board.&lt;br /&gt;fineeeee,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i shall shout it out and get scolded by you-know-who,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHINESE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i brought my 2B ke ben maaan.&lt;br /&gt;be proud of me, people. :D&lt;br /&gt;hm, spent the whole chinese lesson writing stuff, cant remember what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIC!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygoshhh.&lt;br /&gt;that instrument is super cooooool. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;and what love,&lt;br /&gt;the notes are in jian pu form. :D&lt;br /&gt;muahah, easy to read for me vivian jiamin huijun melvin etc. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to he lao shi,  once again,&lt;br /&gt;YAYE WE WATCHED HUA MU LAN FOR THE WHOLE 2 PERIODS!&lt;br /&gt;and did i tell you i love eddie murphy?!&lt;br /&gt;no matter what show he acts in, he sounds as irritating. x:&lt;br /&gt;well, its a compliment. xD&lt;br /&gt;yepppp,&lt;br /&gt;the show is nice. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after school,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent a few minutes with jolene joey and jiahui,&lt;br /&gt;went to buy waffles with them and recieved a msg from mr tan, telling me to meet him after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;went back to school alone, met wangcong on the way.&lt;br /&gt;went to talk to him about the class issues and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and he asked why my skirt looks shorter by day. -.-&lt;br /&gt;and i told him i didnt realter it and he said&lt;br /&gt;'OH, SO YOU FOLD LOR!'&lt;br /&gt;wth? i didnt even do anything to it since the starting of school. ._.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i grew. :D&lt;br /&gt;(MUAHAHAH, MAYBE I DIDNT STOP GROWING AFTERALLLLLL!)&lt;br /&gt;fine, he can stop complaining about my skirt length,&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be a good girl and wear my 1 palm below knee skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home with alicia after finding her with haihua.&lt;br /&gt;oh, i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;i spilled one whole cup of milo thing.&lt;br /&gt;and i went home with a milo shirt.&lt;br /&gt;hm, vague memories of haihua calling me a milo monster when we were p6.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep,&lt;br /&gt;the day ends.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-5164486160385558374?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5164486160385558374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=5164486160385558374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/5164486160385558374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/5164486160385558374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/of-all-times-to-fall-sick-why-now-sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-2665391990359183161</id><published>2008-01-21T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T22:36:39.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if you want me to smile, dont mind if i dont mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;even if i appear like i dont give a shit about anything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school today was like any other day.&lt;br /&gt;settled the whole bizlab thing.&lt;br /&gt;sorry to everyone&lt;br /&gt;and esp. yet again, melvin.&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, flag raising, had some chairperson thingthing,&lt;br /&gt;was late for class, but mr han was later cause he was one of the ICs of the ka----scope thing.&lt;br /&gt;[-] -&gt; should be performing. :D&lt;br /&gt;SUPPORT CO! [me wangqi melvin (others im not sure) :D]&lt;br /&gt;SUPPORT BAND! [sophin wenlin jiaying huiting gavin etc :D]&lt;br /&gt;SUPPORT SE! [xy and yunennn. :D]&lt;br /&gt;SUPPORT ETCETCETC [everyone else in the class! :D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaye&lt;br /&gt;SUPPORT EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;and thus i have the sudden urge to buy for everything. x:&lt;br /&gt;its so cooooooool&lt;br /&gt;like if we get to watch just ONE concert as a class.&lt;br /&gt;COOL EHHHH. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science was as usual,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la lecture, cant remember anything except it was freezing cold in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess, milo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assembly, i guess its an accomplishment to be rather early. x:&lt;br /&gt;hm, had some talk about character and personality.&lt;br /&gt;they talked about a mask,&lt;br /&gt;and my mind just started wandering around the quotes of V for Vendetta,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violence can be used for good.&lt;br /&gt;What are you talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Justice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(which kind of reminds me of justin's VIOLENCE GANG)&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die! Die! Why won't you die?... Why won't you die? -bangbangbang-&lt;br /&gt;Beneath this mask there is more than flesh. Beneath this mask there is an idea, Mr. Creedy, and &lt;em&gt;ideas are bulletproof.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You wear a mask for so long, you forget who you were beneath it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, i think its super cool. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm yep,&lt;br /&gt;math was horrible indices again&lt;br /&gt;and i really dont get it&lt;br /&gt;so someone like justin the smartass please give me free tuition. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt paying attention the whole time&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZHENG!&lt;br /&gt;i dunno, im always more cheerful during zheng.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, muchmuchmuch more cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;but today's performance practice thing made me feel so lonely.&lt;br /&gt;MICHELLE SPRAINED HER WRIST PLAYING THE MINGQUAN GAME&lt;br /&gt;IM TELLING YOU MICHELLE,&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU DONT GET WELL BY THIS SATURDAY,&lt;br /&gt;AND LEAVING ME TO DIE ON MY OWN CAUSE I OBVIOUSLY CANT SOLO OUR PART,&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE GONNA GET IT. D:&lt;br /&gt;yepppp&lt;br /&gt;i just felt so. wrong.&lt;br /&gt;like im the only one playing my part&lt;br /&gt;and its the fear of playing it wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;cause its like damn obvious if i do&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;yeppp.&lt;br /&gt;mrt-ed back with jo shuqi esther charlene shu ting esther.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;zhengzhengzheng. :D&lt;br /&gt;uh, went home, went out again.&lt;br /&gt;all i have to say is thanks pj for lecturing me till i cried.&lt;br /&gt;break record already okay.&lt;br /&gt;past 2 days i didnt cry. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepppp.&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-2665391990359183161?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2665391990359183161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=2665391990359183161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/2665391990359183161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/2665391990359183161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/if-you-want-me-to-smile-dont-mind-if-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-4846746167155881667</id><published>2008-01-20T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T20:43:45.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>V FOR VENDETTA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodgoodgood show. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember remember the fifth of November&lt;br /&gt;Gunpowder, treason and plot.&lt;br /&gt;I see no reason why gunpowder, treason&lt;br /&gt;Should ever be forgot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the clip that mr biollo showed us was from there.&lt;br /&gt;and that show itself is really the significance of 5th of november.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep, double thumbs up for V! :D&lt;br /&gt;despite the fact that it was m18 for violence. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, i was too lazy to work on history,&lt;br /&gt;although its just that one more person to complete.&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with my jie today to parkwayyy&lt;br /&gt;i realised each time she steps into diva 80 bucks is gone. ._.&lt;br /&gt;spent like 300 today. .__.&lt;br /&gt;out of that 300 i only spent 60,&lt;br /&gt;and it was all on stationary + printer ink.&lt;br /&gt;my jie spends so much that it scares me even if it isnt the first time i shop with her&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, think i saw a guy who looked pretty much like jianwen,&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt dare say hi cause he looked too tall to be him.&lt;br /&gt;saw a 2J guy called wilson i think, outside fox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner at the indo restaurant beside best.&lt;br /&gt;go in there and i assure you that you'll come out there in tears.&lt;br /&gt;the food there is suuuper good, yet suuuuper spicy.&lt;br /&gt;the last time i ate it was with her too.&lt;br /&gt;kind of remember it was during a tong4ku3 period of last year. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeppp.&lt;br /&gt;went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched V for Vendetta till now.&lt;br /&gt;yepppp, chiong history now and im done. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebyeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-4846746167155881667?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4846746167155881667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=4846746167155881667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4846746167155881667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/4846746167155881667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/v-for-vendetta-goodgoodgood-show.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-2763762960161723419</id><published>2008-01-19T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T23:45:27.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need to study. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i know i need to study, but the hardworking feeling just isnt there.&lt;br /&gt;rah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must &amp;amp; will finish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;revising science &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;doing math, supplementary worksheet &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math, page 12 of the notes,&lt;br /&gt;figure out how the stupid negative law works.&lt;br /&gt;study cheng yu 120 to 150, confirm will have test soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;read through what i missed out during chinese&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;practice fenzu and shangyin songs. /:&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yaye, i finsihed history project. well, almost. LEFT ONE PERSON! :D&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;yep.&lt;br /&gt;im still dreading for saturday. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-2763762960161723419?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2763762960161723419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=2763762960161723419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/2763762960161723419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/2763762960161723419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-need-to-study.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-5739438601435676502</id><published>2008-01-18T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T21:31:49.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hm,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY WUYUE &amp;amp; KING JINZHI! :D&lt;br /&gt;hope you liked your cards and presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hope you both like the cake too.&lt;br /&gt;jinzhi prolly threw it away i guess,&lt;br /&gt;didnt see him eating.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway wuyue, thanks for eating the cake. :D&lt;br /&gt;and vivian.&lt;br /&gt;what lorrr. jinzhi's pencil case was SPI leh. -.-&lt;br /&gt;and its not like we bought the bigbig bilabong one. it costs much more. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, today was a cheerful day. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm..&lt;br /&gt;today was PC, Math, Malay, recess &amp;amp; Science.&lt;br /&gt;slack day. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PC was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;i got the home is where you &lt;3 is thing. ._.&lt;br /&gt;and im amazed that our class kept pretty quiet compared to 2D when Mdm Lim said stuff that sounded wrong. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math. I DONT GET THE NEGATIVE POWER THING. ._.&lt;br /&gt; but hi five jiaying, lets just forget it and fail math together. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malay.&lt;br /&gt;HARGA MATI. = the price died.&lt;br /&gt;joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess. sushiiii&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science.&lt;br /&gt;dionis and i were jokingly arguing over everything,&lt;br /&gt;and seriously, ITS VERY FUN. x:&lt;br /&gt;we fought for the eye piece thing then&lt;br /&gt;when one of us try to look we'll turn the eye piece away. x:&lt;br /&gt;and she refused to believe that &lt;s&gt;im pro in the microscope&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause she spent 5 mins adjusting the knobs to see that track-like cell thing clearly&lt;br /&gt;when i spent 5 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her: FINE, YOU VERY PRO RIGHT, YOU DO LAH!&lt;br /&gt;her: -removes the slide, adjust away her life's work.- :x&lt;br /&gt;me: FINE.&lt;br /&gt;me: HA, DONE. I FINISHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;her: YOU LIAR. -checks on the microscope-&lt;br /&gt;me: SEEEEE?&lt;br /&gt;her: IS CAUSE I HELP YOU ONE LORRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: aye whats after science&lt;br /&gt;her: nothing liao lor&lt;br /&gt;me: dont cheat me lah, -snatches file-&lt;br /&gt;me: eh really leh&lt;br /&gt;her: you thought i was lying ah.&lt;br /&gt;me: yeah. how would i know. -.-&lt;br /&gt;her: you stupid leh! when i lie to you you believe when i say real one you dont believe.&lt;br /&gt;me: whatever lah. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then she started doodling on my file.&lt;br /&gt;which is retarded.&lt;br /&gt;we both kept laughing over her retarded smileyface thats out of shape&lt;br /&gt;x:&lt;br /&gt;and she drew a mouth on the octopus/ghost thing on the front of my file.&lt;br /&gt;hah,&lt;br /&gt;science lab lessons rocks. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons ended,&lt;br /&gt;WOOH ZHENG!&lt;br /&gt;we played the songs over like 2 times&lt;br /&gt;then ophilia brought 7 of us to grand stand to lian for the performance next saturday.&lt;br /&gt;rahhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;i was SUPER. duper. DUPER lonely. ._.&lt;br /&gt;there was 5 year fours, 2 year threes and IM THE ONLY YEAR TWO.&lt;br /&gt;oh &lt;em&gt;WONDERFUL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll get to be lonely for the whole saturday.&lt;br /&gt;and even better,&lt;br /&gt;I GET TO GO SCHOOL &lt;u&gt;ALONE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;._____.&lt;br /&gt;i wished boonxuan/fiona/jo, etc could be there. DDDD:&lt;br /&gt;i dread for saturday. D:&lt;br /&gt;sigh,&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;BOONXUAN'S RACIST JOKES ARE CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;it made jo and i laugh like anything. x:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE FIONA!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for making the effort to come back all the way from VJC, even if it was only for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;i love you&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, you STILL look cool in your VJ uniform. :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i hope you like your personalized rubik's cube. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a short meeting in CO room about the china exchange program thing.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, sounds interesting.&lt;br /&gt;2 whole days of performace and after that,&lt;br /&gt;off to all the tourist attractions for 8 days. &lt;em&gt;interesting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michelle said it was GREAAT experience, but not say VERYVERY fun.&lt;br /&gt;yeppp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home with shuqi jieyi dionne jo and michelle.&lt;br /&gt;met mingquan on the way.&lt;br /&gt;yep, that really enthu guy going for student high SC,&lt;br /&gt;the one who carried the bike out.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, he was from zheng. x:&lt;br /&gt;we started playing the finger game that we all played when we were p1.&lt;br /&gt;you know, put the two fingers together and the opponent tries to break it&lt;br /&gt;according to mingquan, it trains our hands and thus we should all play.&lt;br /&gt;recent msg from michelle 5 mins ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'hey zhenting u know the finger game we played on the mrt just now. i think u all better not play it in the future cause it may cause injury to the hand. :X i think i sprained my wrist'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orhor mingquan.&lt;br /&gt;it was you who played with her eh. x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dionne highlighted her hair and cut it short again.&lt;br /&gt;i prefered it when she tied it up though. /:&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 8. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to homework(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-5739438601435676502?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5739438601435676502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=5739438601435676502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/5739438601435676502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/5739438601435676502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/hm-happy-birthday-wuyue-king-jinzhi-d.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27297725.post-6096040758385498366</id><published>2008-01-17T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T17:32:30.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JT DIONIS &amp;amp; YUNEN:&lt;br /&gt;well, sorry for initially letting the guys stick together. sorry. really. sorry. but no, i didnt choose them to initially be in my group. like, if you think i wanted 3 guys in my group or smth liddat, then sorry. but really, i had no intention of making you think that way. if you're gonna dao me then i have nothing to say alr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELVIN ISAAC &amp;amp; JINZHI:&lt;br /&gt;well, sorry for letting you all stick together, and then have to force you three to split again. uh yeah. i'd gladly appreciate it if you all know why. but if you dont, just take it as im being cuckoo and evil. really sorry. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELVIN:&lt;br /&gt;sorry, i didnt know it'll turn out like that. if i knew there would be so much more problems, i wouldnt have told you isaac and jinzhi yes, and i wouldnt have sabo-ed you to saying no to pearl. sorry if you have to go another group. sorry. sorry. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh yeah. sorry if i missed out anymore sorries.&lt;br /&gt;since shenjing them probably thinks i cried only to get all of your sympathy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;i swear i'll never cry in class again.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i didnt cry cause of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i cried because &lt;strong&gt;im sick of being wrong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou jiaying jiaqi angshuang etcetcetc for telling me not to cry.&lt;br /&gt;but we all know that you might be very frustrated by me.&lt;br /&gt;sorry all.&lt;br /&gt;yep. i have really nothing else to say except sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to doing homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i know the day will eventually come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im not stopping you from going. really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27297725-6096040758385498366?l=ting-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6096040758385498366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27297725&amp;postID=6096040758385498366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/6096040758385498366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27297725/posts/default/6096040758385498366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ting-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/jt-dionis-yunen-well-sorry-for.html' title=''/><author><name>ZHENTING:D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
