<?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-5996982</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:27:19.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>= I wish . I pray . I seek =</title><subtitle type='html'>...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-107796863222560996</id><published>2004-02-28T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T19:46:44.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so fast one week has past... and sch has been sian sian sian... hai... at least now cut down a wee bit of volley but still... hai... tests tests tests... hai...&lt;br /&gt;Mondae... nothing muc happened I suppose... juz that we sorta had some competiton during HCL... bish... to prepare for the test the nxt dae... obviously I went home and studied... to think i studied for a Chinese test... oh well.. it did help... coz Tues at least I knew how to ans most of the tian xie han zi wif and w/o han yu pin yin section... woohoo! but oh well... then we had match agsnt Pasir Ris Sec... coach and Mr Chew got quite angry... tho we won the first set 25-21... then second set towards the first bit of the set... the score = 7-1... DHS losing.... then it progressed to 14-4.... uh oh... miraculously... thank God... we managed to qiang hui until 19-19... nice one C gurls! and won 25-22... so we haf achieved our target... to  get into the finals! but nxt match agnst Ngee Ann... hai... went backt o sch for training.. got a whole lot of scolding and service reception thing... oh well... apparently my dd msged me smthing like "Give me the hp model you want, I have just sold your phone, I need it by Sunday" =|&lt;br /&gt;Wednesdae... Mr Siva wuzn't present for our PE period... so we played capt ball! fun sia... tho had Nic and the rest trying to get on as capt... then biz lab... apaprently Darren wuz mad wif Yuhui and Aaron... whom were also mad at him... Nicole wuz sorta like... mad at me... coz i apparently niao-ed her CCA... urm... 'scuse me... hu wuz the one who said that volley mei qian tu first wan ar... okay... anywaez... then she started shuttup-ing me and me rolling my eyes... and darren putting the f word into the song he wuz singing... Nick finally got realli fed up and went "Can you stop it? I fink this is very childish" I sorta agree... but oh well... enuff abt the lame stuff... during biz lab... our grp sat at the back.. for some odd reason I had Tian Cheng and Ernest poking and tickling me... =| hey come on... Yuhui wuz there too k? =P We presented our lil ppt on our cosmetics business whcih Tian Cheng presented... leaving the entire grp clueless abt what wuz going on... hai... we played a wee bit of bball... and apparently darren, aaron and I quit... my reason wuz thanks to Tian Cheng partly... hu kept gai-ing me... okay... that wuz sorta reasonable... but how'd u tolerate the tickling? -bish- =P hai yaaa... went home wif Aud, YH and darren... ooo... and Xiao lao shi said that all the gals passed! -grins-&lt;br /&gt;Thursday... feeling queasy all dae... you had Mrs Lee telling me that I look exhausted... ok... tell me abt it... so nothing much... and I wuz prob gloating abt the fact that I miss the Math test todae! Mrs Bok then brought us to the TP... we played like... hai ya... sigh... oh well... nvm... we're still in the nationals and 2nd in the East zone... yarh? Saw Joanne's sis come to support and Zhiwen's 2nd sis come for prize presentation i fink ...&lt;br /&gt;Results: C gals&lt;br /&gt;1st-Ngee Ann(includes Lisa Zhang and Si En)&lt;br /&gt;2nd-Dunman High (Us!)&lt;br /&gt;3rd-Pasir Ris &lt;br /&gt;4th-Chung Cheng Main &lt;br /&gt;C boys&lt;br /&gt;1st-SHSS (saw lotza familiar faces: Yong le, Terry, Kevin dotz) =P&lt;br /&gt;2nd-VS i fink&lt;br /&gt;3rd-Dunman Sec if i m not wrong&lt;br /&gt;4th- Chung Chneg main&lt;br /&gt;B gals&lt;br /&gt;1st-Chung Cheng main (includes one of jnr's sis)&lt;br /&gt;2nd-Ngee Ann &lt;br /&gt;3rd-Pasir Ris (includes Zhiwen's sis)&lt;br /&gt;4th-SHSS&lt;br /&gt;B Boys&lt;br /&gt;1st-SHSS (as usual)&lt;br /&gt;2nd-Hai Sing Cat&lt;br /&gt;3rd-VS&lt;br /&gt;4th-Dunman Sec&lt;br /&gt;[results are based on my memory] =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-107796863222560996?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107796863222560996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107796863222560996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107796863222560996' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-107741737443132109</id><published>2004-02-22T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T10:38:58.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hai... +.+ Sometimes too much voleyball isnt gd for one's health... &lt;br /&gt;Fridae... wierd timetable shuffle.. oh well... boring boring boring... PE wuz boring too... kick the ball this way, that way... recess wuz volley volley volley... lunch? volley again... then training.. obviously volley rite? gah... but there wuz one part whcih i enjoyed... the part where coach wuz workin wif Mr Chew to train us... since now im playin libero... I got to stand at the back... not nice... nah uh... then I went out... and helped Mr Lim and Mr Chew's 'team' play... lol... very funny... the lighting from the sun wuz very nice... dun ask.. =P l8er the others waited... or were playin capt ball... I cldnt play lor... thanks to my coach.."I dun wnt to see you playing captain's ball or soccer and tell me your leg got injured" wohoho... okaaay...&lt;br /&gt;Had t o wake up extra early on dis Saturdae... went to Temasek Poly... my stomach and my whole self felt all groggly... eeee... still had to drag myself there... apparently CCH wuz playin agsnt SHSS... CCH won suprisingly... we played against YYS... boring lar... all I had to do wuz switch from one side of Iris to the other... and sometiomes play the ball... the score of first set... 25-5... nxt set... Mr Chew asked us to give them chance by asking us to serve underhand... whoa... most of us cldnt serve... lol... the set ended 25-8 alot of ppl left coz the match wuz a waste of time... Mr Chew gave us a treat... woohoo... then fetched us to Peichun after the Pasir Ris vs Hai Sing match... Pasir Ris won... that means w'll be playin against them nxt.. hai... went to peichun and played against 3 old tCHS men...all 30 40+ obviously we got tharshed... wif their spiking alone they killed us like siao.. coach then said we dint dive enuff... so made us put our knee guards on the floor and walk... not kneel walk but walk with one leg up then down... hai... he taught us some cool down exercises... &lt;strong&gt;wierd&lt;/strong&gt; i tell u... shant elaborate further... I got like realli tired at night... sigh... slept at 11 =D&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-107741737443132109?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107741737443132109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107741737443132109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107741737443132109' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-107719611842694549</id><published>2004-02-19T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T21:11:19.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wednesday, Thursdae... i c i haf improved from 1 month + to 2 daes.. wif lotza hw left... but anywaez...&lt;br /&gt;Yesterdae wuz the onli dae I wuz free from volley.. and it wuz certainly amusing... Let's juz say we went of to the bball court when it wuz realli dark... did nothin much but play... Lit... quite boring... hai... then came Sci... even more booring... even tho it wuz practical... it's Physics!... Huever can haf fun wif calculating Sci... oh well... PE... i dreaded it... soccer... we had to run arnd the field and dribble the ball among 2 ppl... Nic and I paired since we were the last 2 to reach the field... and emerged last coz we were apparently slacking... -hates running- then we had &lt;em&gt;interesting&lt;/em&gt; track warm ups... then we were split into teams... apparently it wuz Me, Yuhui, Mun Yi, Ying Xian and Ernest versus Audrey, Yvonne, Nicole, Ahma and Vina... oh... guess who would win... Mr Siva had to refree the gals + one guy match lar.. hai yaaa... okaaay... beeeg field... onli transport... running... =| The score wuz 1-0... we losing... and everytime I tried dribbling the ball to our half... I trip a few steps when someone comes near... n then u haf Mr Siva going "This is not dance class... if I wanted u to dance... I would ask u to..." hai... wat can i sae.. apparently I scored the nxt goal... woohoo..! apparently the overall score wuz 4-2... we won! okaaay... miracle... yessss... My head wuz in a spinning revolution thingy... I couldnt breathe properly... gah... but after walking abt in the canteen and a glass of lemon tea... I felt juz rite... played volley =D funny sia... nxt wuz Chinese... quite boring... but now Mdm Sau noes JS is called Baby George... lol... it all strated when we decided to look thru this 'te chu' Health bklet... and it wuz JS's baby one... at the back for his vaccination... there wuz a card which said "Candidate: Baby George" haha... and I apaprently found out I'm the leader for my grp in the MI project thing... GAH... Bsides Sandra and Darren... I dint realli know anyone well in it... wat can i say... Math... then IvP... apaprently Mun Yi wuz scolding me for askin Mrs Lim questions coz she wanted to eat lunch.. after that session... the rest crowded arnd Ms Tan... she wuz hafing math remedial... then juniors called me out of the class to play... I sorta said l8er.. hehe... for that I found out that Ms Tan aqquired a black belt... and she learnt judo... okaaaay... we had biz lab... and wuz supposed to come up wif one line to describe our company... since we were doing cosmetics.. we had Aaron singing out "We make you beautiful, in every single way, nothing can bring you down" lol.. lame... fine... you shld see the can can dancing company... you have Eugene going "I wuz a loser, and I wuz a lamer, but after I watched can can dancing..." then Mark suddenly appeared and went "I became hot and sexy... " urm... yaaaa... as Tian Cheng commented..."Thanks to Mark.. the whole class will be down wif sore eyes" lol... if u ever want to know more... I will be getting the video from Hui Yi... eheheh... urm... ignore that whole part... so... we were dismissed and played.. play liao  then took 12 baque home... okay..we were very loud... and it wuz confirmed by Mathew's sms... Mathew = some St Pat's guy hu knows sharan... and me thru her... oh well.. anywaez... he suddenly sent me an sms sayin that he wuz in dat bus... whoa... freaky... and I dint notice and acc. him he wuz rite beside me or smth... wierd... &lt;br /&gt;Todae... Eng wuz boring... then health checkup... I got like 6/06p and 6/06... still havent figured out wat the p means... besides eye sight... they checked some backbone thing... scooted off to play... Geog... watched some video... and then feeling cold all over... dismissed myself from class for volley... SHSS... hai ya... we lost the first set... a bit the thrashing... but we won the nxt two!... woohoo... anywaez... you haf Mr Lim and Mr Chew showing us wat we were doing in the court to correct our mistakes... lol... nxt match Yuying Sec... gotta look arnd and spotted lotza familiar faces... freaky sia...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-107719611842694549?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107719611842694549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107719611842694549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107719611842694549' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-107702585627841712</id><published>2004-02-17T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T21:53:33.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well well well.. my blog's liek reilli stagnant... fine... shalt blog abt Sat... wat happened... hmm...&lt;br /&gt;Ok, first u haf me awking up at 6+ when sch starts at 8.30... met Aud and Darren at &lt;strong&gt;Simei&lt;/strong&gt; then Yuhui met us at Tanah Merah... sheesh... &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; people lives like soo near and can still be late yarh? -suans- hehe... so u haf me feeling all tired and achy all over thanks to volley and sometimes... you juz dun feel like entertaining the rest in a good mood... then you haf people calling me PMS-ing, a-niao-ded and grouchy... oh well.. fine... mebbe i got angry.. and i still get 'niao-ed' about my juniors and pract. everything else under the sun?-flames and points to a particular person- ok... enuff wif the pissy stuff... IvP wuz pretty boring... cept for the meet teh mentor part... firstly... his name is Mr Jaichandar K S-looks at name card =P- or Mr Jai(Jay) for short... discuss loads of interesting stuff... and apparently everyone started like.. making stuff difficult for the CCH presenters... so then after everything... Audre, Ahma and I were pract. forced to play blind mice at the playground... -_-"' uh huh... quit after one game lar.. then left to get lunch then go Toa Payoa for training... bear inmind that it is Valentine's day... Eugene gave everyone a gift.. with comments that he needed gift wrapping lessons.. oh well.. met the rest of d team cept capt at the int... hafing people thrusting me chocs and sweets... awww... went to PCPS and apparently after a wee bit of playin... coach gathered everyone (sec 1 and 2) and started playing songs... there were Hokkien songs... then the Sister Act thingy (We are family) where we're supposed to cheer "We are family, I've got all my sisters wif me" oh well... then there wuz "That's the way I like it" cheering again... last song wuz the Ricky Martin Diva thing... lol... he then played Hokkien songs.. and of all songs.. he dint play the one we wanted... "Chirpy Chirpy Cheep Cheep" that song's kewt... anywaez... we started playing matches.. played one set... ehehe.. apparently i wuz in a pretty good mood... went off and rushed to the airport.. picked up my uncle and family.. and soon all the kids started grabbing my chocs and sweets... went off to Grandma's hse for lunch... my uncle as usual went like "How old har? So tall ar.. same height as me... What sports you play?" I ans.. as usual "Sec 2, and I'm one of the short ones around... and apparentky i play vb" oh well.. at least someone thinks im tall.. hai yaaa... i got reilly bored.. coz the 2 yr old wuz bz stealing my aunt's coke... acc. my aunt he tasted bleach in China... o.0... whoa.. the rest were playing "school"... you get enuff of it already.. come on.. hai yaaa.. in the end i ended up trying new designs for frenship bands and untied them... bo liao mah.. being as tired as i am.. and you know i dun sleep early... i felt sleepy at like.. 8.30... and btw.. my eyelids are heavy now.. oh well.. I dunno how to call that... but dinner wuz my fave... okaaay... i ate like.. 3 plates... yesyes.. me baddd peeeeg... -ahem- hey come on.. at least im not on a diet rite?&lt;br /&gt;Sunday.. another tiring day... had to make brownies early in the morn.. then cell grp came over and watched movie.. "Bring it on" nice movie... but a pity I couldnt finish it.... Jo, Vanessa and I had to rush for ushering duty... I had to be a welcomer.. standing at the door with a guy whose shorter than me hafing no form of convo.. but at least the crowd amused me.. saw Hui Qi... volley senior.. and Adele... wohoho... anywaez... had to stand by at the front with Xue Li... gave me marshamllows and polo sweets to keep me awake... apparently coz I wuz tired... but pastors msg wuz pretty funny and interesting... He preached on love.. and to every precaution he taught us abt courting... he related it to a song... oldies... but still quite nice lar... had debrief then lunch wif Pris and Joanne... apparently we were talking abt gatherings and talks wif gals in P6 GEP like teh one we had in 2002 @ Zhiwen's hse i fink... ah well...  apparently went home and then went to fetch my sis from whitesands... she had class mahz... so went to Grandma's hse for dinner... wuz requested to teach my 19 yr old couz how to play chopsticks on the organ... lol..&lt;br /&gt;Mondae... my stomach wuznt feeling all that good... mum suspected stomach flu and forbade me to drink milk.. and had her long list of foods i cannot eat... mdm john wuz absent, Mrs Lee forgot her PCCG lesson after assembly and gave us free time.. to do History.. bweah... after school apparently everyone took MRT to darren's hse supposingly to do History homewrk... main motive? mahjong... still no idea how to play... Mark dint go.. sharan and I went off to Mac's to finish hw.. dint finish... but at least did more work than the rest... went home and i decided to be a good gurl and finish up stuff... &lt;br /&gt;Todae... ineteresting dae... wuz feeling cold until i stepped into Temasek Poly... Mdm John came and when asked... she responded taht her Valentine's dae wuz spent at a hawker centre... oh well... we discussed Merchant of Venice... i wuznt feeling very well.. popped in coffee sweets to keep myself awake... stomach wuz all topsy turvey.. Chinese wuz kinda boring... History okay lar... then Math... had to leave half during math and went to change... all sec 2s ate fruits then asked everyone else to calm down.. went up the bus and had Mrs Bok tellin me taht i'll miss some briefing and whether i had handed up my geog essay... apparently i dint play todae... apparently coach got realli mad coz we weren't playing dat well.. score wuz 25-17 and 25-17.. i wuz very tensed and Mrs Bok wuz like "Yay!" in spongbobby kinda voice when they won a point... i wuz yelling the daylights outta me.. so we won and then went backt o sch for trainig... had loooong lecture from coach... then apparently practised heading and kicking the ball... then practised formation..wif coach serving and both me and suzanna agsnt the rest of the team.. glad to say we won some of the points... coach got very angry apparently... ah well..nice dae todae lar...  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-107702585627841712?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107702585627841712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107702585627841712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107702585627841712' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-107477031540775194</id><published>2004-01-22T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T23:28:40.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well well well... since I haf some free time now... I might as well blog eh? -is lazing at home waiing for guests while refusing to continue doin my Indices worksht- hehe... Dun mention a thing abt this to mr ng k? or else i'll prob get some journal entry abt our sch motto... -is paranoid- okaaay... sorri... im in a particularly good mood... so i'm urm... just about gone crazy... uh hum... back to topic... Monday...&lt;br /&gt;Had to see some person thingy hu wuz in charge of CNY celebrations... apaprently we're gonna haf a yu sheng making contest... oh well.. wen back... mdm john briefed the class abt some wierd stuff.. some wierd tone we haf to act the Merchant of Venice act 1 scene 1 in... then we had some intro speech oral thing... which... I had forgotten to memorise... oh well... had to refer last min and impromptu... the rest were like.. pro sia... esp. Aaron, Ah ma, Chin, Nick dot dot.. nxt wuz HCL... it wuz pretty nice and fun... but sian lar.. PCCG and recess were taken up by decorating of class notice board... dear me wuz ordered to colour the oranges... thank God Yvonne and Shibao came to help... and of course... thanks... well.. it wuz one of the most eye catching thing... apart from Nick's infamous &lt;em&gt;colourful&lt;/em&gt; unblended Monkey which carried the word "yong" in it i fink... oh well.. there were 6 other monkeys.. and a stripey backgrnd... on the left were 2 mosiac fire crackers and 2 huge oranges with shades... the other side wuz a spongebob squarepants pineapple outlined by Darren and gang with coloured straws... Assembly wuz abt the sec 2 streaming which doesnt concern us so we cld haf been finishing up our decos on the notice board... and o level grading... oh well.. okay.. then wuz acc... she wuz talking abt zhong guo chao dai... kewl... but a bit sian also lar.. Home Econs... wat can i say... we had some briefing thing... then went off to make sandwiches and hot cocoa... how &lt;em&gt;interesting&lt;/em&gt;... Mun Yi made the cocoa... i made the sandwiches... apparently we had to chop chilli and oinions and cucumber... eww... chilli and raw oinions... in a sandwich?!?! the tuna got marinated in teh lime + chilli + oinion... and the got mixed with maiyonaise... i thot it wld taste gross lar... and we had to present the thing... i muz say our lil snack presentation of food wuzn't dat bad.. hehe... So apparently we rushed back to class... ate the deeeliciious sandwiches and started on notice board... okaaay... the oranges were done.. no more colouring... or so I thot... ohw ell.. there wuz still the pineapple... &lt;em&gt;dear&lt;/em&gt; Mr Ng set the enterpreneur class thing at 2.15... so we dint haf much time... that person came at 2.30... ok... i wuz kinda feeling bu shuang abt it... but the instructor... kathleen wuz kewl... jokes and stuff... even allowed us to not pay attention... "You can look at ur watch or juz pretend to be listening... uz dun make it too obvious so that i will feel hurt k?" lol... she told jokes.. then we got the grp project thingy... our grp.. initially.. me Aaron YH Ahma... ahma wanted chin... i sorta wanted Tian cheng.... aaron supported me... Yh supported ahma... but then we decided not... after long contemplations and begging... we accepted Ernest and TC... after knowing that he joined some other group... but he quit it apparently coz they were doing a bussiness on uh... prostitution? oh well.. i went craaazy that day... so obviously our bussiness wuznt better off either... selling of cosmetic products... hehe... i juz blurted it out... aaron supported it whole heartedly... lol... and thanks to YH and Aaron we're now called the "Snow Babies"... uh... ya... Darren's grp carrying out the P6 GEP hotdoggy bussiness... so liddat lar... went back to touch up even tho time wuz up... hehe... &lt;br /&gt;I dun fink much happened in sch... cept loads of assignments of projects... over the new year.. wif our class givin the excuse of "It is not prosperous to owe HW over New Year".. mdm John actually accepted that... woohoo.. we rock... siao lao shi and mrs lee gave us more time... hehe... went to Ghim Mo to play... friendly lar... i wuz sooo tired that i slept in the bus... oh well... reached there... okaaay... their sch wuz more sad than DHS... sorri to sae... first set dint play... sat beside Mrs Bok and entertained her... 2nd set.. got to play... gah... at least we still won... 3rd set... coach asked me to help the sec 1s count score and video tape... so dint play... lost... gah... anywaez... de ming ace!.. sec 1s were like... taking turns to watch the video cam or the guyz... they sae the guyz matches were more interesting.. well well well...nothing much lar... jez laughed a whole lot in the journey back... Serene and Eva were like... whoa... cat fighting... lol... Serene and I took the train home and she wuz talkin abt the 2 guyz beside her... apparently they heard and mocked everything she said... oh well... yepp... &lt;br /&gt;woohoo... been waiting for Wed and at long last it has indeed arrived.. lessons were okay lar... the psyco survey test thingy wuz a total waste of time... on suicidals... oh well... went back to sch... mpst of the teachers dint wait for us... how cld dey... hmph... sigh... went off to play... nothing much... then went offfor lunch... reached home quite early and then went out wif parents before reunion dinner... after dinner... steamboat.. wahax... played connect 4 with Jason(couz) okaaay... i lost... he's like... 19? okay... fair and square... hehe... went back home... i wuz supposed to stay up and help clean up the hse abit but apparently I K.O... so the nxt time i opened my eyes wuz the nxt mornin... 7.45... got out of bed and walked out... the hse wuz a total make over... helped arrange the oranges and goodies thingys... and other decos... slacked abit...then got changed... i wuz apparently saying that my dad looked totally old fashion and that my bro and my dad were like... fashion disaster!!... haha... my dad actually listened... cept for the white socks and brown shoes thing... lol... went visiting... thot we were late but were 2nd ones to arrive... of corse hung out wif usual couz... and my niece... cute sia... tho she doesnt realli know me... gah... nvm... there's time... talked to some of the adults... dot dot dot... went off to my other grandma's hse... i got realli bored there... coz no kids and onli my grandma and aunt wuz at home... oh well... left for home... got bo liao again... at least got the com and msn... hehe... and of corse blogger... waiting for visitors... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-107477031540775194?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107477031540775194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107477031540775194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107477031540775194' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-107451936656618569</id><published>2004-01-19T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T21:38:04.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I fink im gonna type nice Christian Songs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Better than Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better than the riches of this world&lt;br /&gt;Better than the sound of my friends voices&lt;br /&gt;Better tha the biggest dreams of my heart&lt;br /&gt;That's juz the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better than gettin what I say I need&lt;br /&gt;Better than living the life that I want to&lt;br /&gt;better than the love anyone could give&lt;br /&gt;Your love is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hold me now in Your arms &lt;br /&gt;And never let me go&lt;br /&gt;You o Lord make the sun shine&lt;br /&gt;And the moonlight in the night sky&lt;br /&gt;You gave me breathe and all Your love&lt;br /&gt;I give my heart to You beacuse&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop falling in love with You&lt;br /&gt;I'll never stop falling in love with You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-107451936656618569?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107451936656618569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107451936656618569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107451936656618569' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-107451856537561255</id><published>2004-01-19T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T21:24:43.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh well.. guess it's been exactly 10 daes since I've blogged... so carn expect me to remember anything much ya?.. Basically on I still went to Peichun to get my foot.. uh.. rubbed by my coach... when I got there... realised Eva (sec 1, ex-peichun volleyballer) also sprained her ankle while spiking during training the day before... Clara sprained her back.. whoa... Coach first rubbed for her... obviously i got uh... scared... the way she screamed and dot dot dot... when my coach saw my ankle... he wuz like... "This looks realli bad... the thing is all black!" uh oh... hehe... to think i thot it wuz nothing... obviously the pain wuz unbearable... but at least coach cracked some... tho lame and sarcastic but still funny jokes... and he said my father looked familiar... o.0 okaaay... after that he put some medicated plaster thingy on for me and i had to sit thruout training... we cldnt realli resist lar... so we played abit... hehe... later i urm... rushed back for piano... tchr got exactly the same version of cannon in D as Darren's.. so she said she'll bring the original cannon in D and teach me... woohoo!... but uh.. the onli prob is... it's grade 8 =S... oh well.. had a hard time struggling thru the first page of sundial dreams which tian cheng can play all so very well... sigh... Sunday wuz nothing much I fink... Monday... assembly talk wuz on NKF... then wuz home econs... okaaay... mebeb i wuz &lt;em&gt;abit&lt;/em&gt;  too enthu at first... in the end it turned out to be boring i suppose... I fink we got assigned some Lit project thing... training wuz okay... 3 sec 1s turned up =|... glad i made new frenz... there's dis gal from 1I... Serene... nice... she apparently has alot in common wif me... well.. sorta ;)... Wed we had PE... we did some bball training thing... shot in 2... hehe... then we played full court... 5 on 5... whoa... IP ppl gotta go home first coz they had some IRS briefing... but apparently we stayed back to finish the notice board... carn remember much abt Thurs actually... hehe... cept that I had lotza trouble getting what we printed out photocopied on transparency coz &lt;em&gt;dear&lt;/em&gt; Mr Ng's tranparencies melted in the machine that the shop vendor had to get 2 new sheets... oh well.. the rest who cldnt present that day had to uh... write a journal entry... oh.. and guess what it wuz supposed to be about... what else? chen and xin... gah... Friday... no lessons... tried to stay awake in the auditorium... they apprently had some Wordfeast thing in which they invited 3 poets... one living in HK, one in South Africa i fink... and one from China... they're poems were like... whoa... cheeem sia... and darren wuz apparently 'niao-ing' them... "How wld u know if they're good if you dun understand?" the thing is.. i did pretty much understand it... okaaay... soori... it's juz that i got quite pissed lar... then we apparently had a break.. it wuz freezing... so  when we got out... everyone wuz like... liberated... esp. Audrey.. (8)I'm gonna soak up the sun, gonna tell everyone...(8) lol... acc. Nic... Sam Chye shot in &lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;tyco&lt;/em&gt; uh... shots... from teh volley attack line... which is like... 3 metres away from the half court line... whoa... we had some wierd njiang zuo or workshop... almost fell asleep.. we had to apparently draw out some wierd drawings out of his poetic lines... which were in Chinese... one in Eng lar... but still... 10 pieces got selected... Nicole's and Vina's in there... mine too apparently juz coz i drew some crazy idea i got... and he thot that 2 separate pict. wuz one... oh well.. anywaez we gained postcards... i got beige... nic got burnt orange and everyone wuz like "Leave pink for Chin!" in the end he took a blank piece of paper and claimed that he like white... oh well... had volley l8er... some of the sec 3 reserves helped train sec 1s.. at least 7 turned up... &lt;br /&gt;Saturday... woke up at 6 to meet Darren.. Aud and Sharan at int to go sch... went up sch bus at school... played the CD i burnt yesterday in the bus... wif everyone complaining that the nicer songs were at the back... oh wel.. innovation launch wuz quite boring lar... cept met Mr Ang, Mrs Choo.. Mdm Loy and a very familiar Mr Brian Song... at least i fink it's him... oh well.. that relief form teacher who took over Mrs Soh for 1/2 a year in P3... it wuz dat boring which draove me to writing notes... in the end doodling out names... hehe... finally it wuz over... so apparently wentup the bus and Ms Khoo and the driver dropped us at Bugis MRT.. so dat we cld go Dhoby Ghot straight... grabbed lunch.. met Mrs Lee there and collected our cans.. Munyi and I walked all the way to Taka from YMCA wif Eugene and Ernest earnestly tagging along... oh well.. Ernest wuz very enthu.. dis i muz mention... in the end we ended up at the road leading to Paragon... imploring the never ceasing flow of ppl coming our way... few special stuff took place... Hui Yi joined us l8er.. and there wuz dis very nice guy apparently... i asked him lar... then he wuz like... uh... l8er... and i thot he wuz one of those hu pretended to dig in his pocket to shake you off... Hui Yi asked hima nd apparently he came back to put money into mine... kewl! =D Saw Nina.. she wuz like.. "donated liao"... hmph... nvm lar... =P... then there wuz this foreigner couple... they were like .. "Take picture then donation..." okaaay... why not...? then he generously gave 2 bucks... hehe... we were all competing against other schs like MGS.. Ri... while walking back on the way... i wuz like... almost finishing my flags.. while Hui Yi and Mun Yi had half of what they started out wif.. hehe... we pract. raced to each passer by we saw and thruted the cans into their faces... this guy stuffed 10 bucks in my can... whoa.. finished all my flags.. woohoo!... =D.. then went backt o Mrs Lee... rested and shared stories at Mac and then went off to Plaza Sing.. waited for my dad to fetch.. since he works nearby... he got this kewl speaker fone thing... pract like mic... went off to maternal grandma's hse to haf reunion dinner.. i noe it's early... but 'bo bian' i suppose... my couz wuz quite quiet.. my dad and i got so bo liao that we started reading stories from old bks and attempting eng o level questions from 30 years ago... lol.. food wuz overall nice lar... Sunday... mass rushed a present for mortal.. sorri mortal.. im a bad bad angel... =D.. msg wuz inspiring.. nice songs.. and church gave out htis CD of camp photos which i will check out l8er i suppose... okaay.. guess i better go...  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-107451856537561255?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107451856537561255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107451856537561255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107451856537561255' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-107366249730403042</id><published>2004-01-09T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T18:47:06.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh well... one whole week of sch has indeed passed... obviously i've been slacking during the hols... so for hw... cheong! uh... ya... Sat and Sun wuz sorta that thing... but still cldnt finish sickening HCL.. oh well.. wat can i say.... 62 pages of tracing out Chinese words... a book with 180 pages to finish and do a simple du shu bao gao... 4 whole jian baos... oh well.. i finished the jian baos off... left the tedious two... now for the interesting part... i dint complete my hw coz i tot first day wuz basically admin wif form teacher... but Ms Lai dint come... she apparently... acc. Mdm John got married the day B4... so she took dat day and Mon off... she told us her hubby's name wuz David... but dint tell us her surname... "I'll leave her to tell u herself"... class com election wuz totally hysterical.. and i m so glad to announce that i m no longer an SPC... Aud's chairman... Aaron's vice... apparently the whole class "sabo-ed" them... Darren volunteered to be treasurer as he dint wanna be a rep.. Nic and Ama(Yun Yuan) are SPCs... haha... IT reps were Eugene o.O and Justin... ok... sorri for being mean... Sport reps were JS and Nick(volunteered)... Secretary wuz Ying Xian.. Mark and I[sabotage again] are d monitors apparently... Mrs Bok gave us first project... sighz... din't haf volley.. so we all scooted off to tam mall for Yoshinoya... then had Crepe ice cream... kewl lar... after that we apparently went home... oh well... Sat wuz totally volley... went for training at 8... Mr Lim gave us some schedule thing to follow... but apparently... we ended up slacking playing 2 on 2... lol.. then we went off to Peichun for someore training... ate lunch in sch... training ended at 2+... and in my hp... it went like "6 missed calls" -click- "2 new numbers 1) Darren 2) Yuhui" oh well... then nxt... "1 new message recieved" "Call me after you volleyball training, urgent... Sender:Darren hp" oh well... wat wuz all that urgency for? You wanna come roller blading wif us? apaprently YH wont go if i dun... tired from volley and all that... i wuz like... dun want lar... soft hearted as i alwaez am... i agreed =P -ego-.. oh well.. quite fun larz.. juz that i suck at roller blading... dat's all.. bweah.. and ppl hu has read YH's blog... wat can i say... rumours rumours rumours... then we played abit... then scooted off to Grandma's hse.. alone.. which im prob not going to do again... once i reached there... my grandma started asking me loads of question abt where ive been... wat did i do... why i came alone.. where's my mum... dot dot dot... i dun mind lar.. but the thing is... i dun realli understand her dialect... so uh... got my uncle to tanslate every single word... sighz... muz go learn manz... &gt;.&lt; ... So... Monday.. Ms. Lai still not here.. but rs Koh broke to us the gd news... that she found out that Ms Lai wuz Mrs David Lee.. kewl!.. First period wuz Eng... gah.. common wealth essay... HCL wuz pretty scary.. all that intro and stuffz... and we'll be going to pulau ubin this year! woohoo! and also some rubbish collection centre... HCl teacher = Mdm Sau Wee Wee... nickname = Jigglypuff(tot up by aud)... apparently this year we're adopting nicknames for tchrs... in case u guyz dunno.. mdm john's is Stella Evil John... aiya.. all very lame.. but oh well... nxt wuz PCCG... Mrs Bok handed me some contact list to ask everyone to check... since she knew me and that i wuz monitor... recess and free periods were used to uh.. finish my penmenship... coz apparently ive been slacking too much during the hols... gah... still.. 60+ pages of copying CL words on tracing paper.. ridiculous lor... -holds back criticism-... no assembly... then ACC.. i sorta slammed my penmenship bk on the table.. she saw it and started collecting Hol hw.. all thanks to me... =S... we were uh.. dimissed at 12... Tues... Lit wuz combined wif enriched... okay lar... but sorta boooring... Merchant of Venice... oh well.. History wuz... i fink... more of going thru syllubus... Mrs Lee totally changed lor... into a more freaky... crazy... yet serious... adult... apparently ac. our observations... she now applies eyeshadow... has a 1+ carat diamond ring and earings which match it.. she now puts lipstick and nail polish which she had never used to do... oh well... wat can i say... i noe it's lame lar.. but... it's still interesting... hehe... Math wuz uh... B-O-R-I-N-G... first.. he asked us stuff abt our classroom climate... he accepted all of it.. wich we tot wuz good... and that he wuz nice... then he goes on saying that usually his lesson will be 40-50% not on math... for last yr sec 2s... it wuz AE... on chen xing yong zhong... imean... that sch motto's nice and short and sweet... but too much elaboration on it sux... -moan and groan from the class- the he went on "Come on... your sch motto is so short and nice... you noe in Ri they have the Raffles Principle of Honour..." or smth liddat lar... boring sia... after that he wanted to noe us... so he asked us for out names... hu noes wat... he wanted to noe us by our CL names... bleh... the thing is..he had the class list in his hand... apparently we went thru an obliging period of &lt;em&gt;Math&lt;/em&gt;.. or wat one wld call... getting to noe U... oh well... after he left... Mrs Koh walked pass... apparently the whole of 2K exclaimed "Mrs Koh... You abandoned us!" "it wuznt me... Mr Ng chose ur class... coz of bao bei" oh well... then the whole class turns to glare at SB... We all sat there... awaiting the impending doom of Mrs Lim... she is that teacher hu gave us a realli bad impression... and she wuz going to be our Sci teacher.. i fink im gonna stop liking sci... nah... anywaez... she wuz on leave! Ms Tan... aged 18... woohhoo... took us... she wuz from Chong Zheng Pri.. then DHS GEP... and then to VJC... she rox.. "and one more thing hor... i dun want u guyz to fall asleep during my lesson... so you all can pop a sweet in your mouth... i won't mind.." She rox si.. it wuz a round of intro... apparently she uses lotza words we use... like.. "How did u do for physics since you loved it so much?" "I did like shit lar... I flunked it lor... A2"... oh well.. i wld be satisfied if i got that for &lt;strong&gt;Physics&lt;/strong&gt;! okok... i fink im talking too much abt her... then there wuz lunch.. l8er comes AE... Mrs Lee totallt briefed the class on lotza stuff.. and the sch motto... =|.. then we had to come up with some class vision thing.. oh well.. dismissed... slowly made my way to volley... nothing much lar.. apaprently my coach wuz like.. telling me off coz i asked him wat if it rains the nxt day on the tryouts... oh well.. Lit wuz combined again... presentation stuffys... Sci wuz nice as usual... and PE wuz uh... sitting down and hearing Mr Siva talk.. and then height and weight measurements.. that was pretty interesting coz he said if me dint meet the 80 percentile.. we wld haf to go Ms Tan for eating classes or smth liddat... guess wat... i gained like 4 kg which im very happy abt... but apparently darren said that that wheighing scale had a prob and weighed more than u actually weigh.. which wuz proven to be true... gah... but still... Mr Siva took that measurement which wuz exactly on the 80 percentile... woohoo.. i rock... but fortunately.. im still as short as ever.. juz gained like.. 1.5 cm... dint do much.. play play play for recess... then HCL.. she started teaching liao larz... Math wuz boring as usual and we touched on Arithmatic Problems... or AP... then volley tryouts... im in charge of standing broadjump... whoa... this gurl jumped like 215cm.. marvel marvel marvel... then got to teach sec 1s how to serve and underhand... some of them which were nice... n uh.. it rained!... hehe.. anywaez... nxt day wuz as usual... nothing much too... fun fun fun in sch... for Geog.. Mrs ok proved herself to be nice... volley tryouts abt the same lar.. quite fun also.. this year GEP got alot of gurls.. and from RGP.. dere wuz this gurl.. Wan Ting.. she jumped like... 208... and then this gurl hu wuz quite short... ok.. very short.. but she wuz asing the PSLs "Why dun you all haf soccer as a CCA"... lol.. kewl.. she's very kewt.. nxt day... Fri... before sch... we were playing cb.. then somehow.. i got off the chair,.. wanted to run to mark Audrey.. fell and i thot i onli strained or twisted my ankle...  Terence wuz hafing SJ com training... alerted the gals from SJ.. like Constance, Grace and Grace Foo.. they were nice lar... but apparently i felt too uh.. pai seh...  and i thot my ankle wuz okay... so i said nvm.. "anything.. call us hor... okay?" I did that DHS okay thingy.. so called DHS thingy and then went off to the parade square... sorta limping... but hu cares.. hehe... went off to class.. had oral pract. JS went up wif an Indian fortune teller.. he dint know wat it wuz.. so he thot that that guy wuz a bird breeder... coz he had this pecukliar looking cage and a bird in there... and take note... 1 bird... bird breeder? lol.. sorri JS.. but it's funny.. then went off to PE.. i thot my ankle wuz okay.. and it sorta wuz k? So i played bball,... my team had like.. JS, Yun Yuan, Tian Cheng and moi.. agnst Audrey, Sam Low, Ernest and Chin.. okay.. we won.. and everyone were complaining abt our team's grouping... ehehehe.. i dint mind.. =P.. went back to class for History... Mrs Lee had this kewl Legolas background... and a cooler screensaver.. also Legolas lar.. Darren wuz sorta insulting Legolas... Nicole and I were defending... eheheh... Mrs Lee happened to be there... and she wuz like "Darren! Do ur work!" lol... our group took NPCC's highlighters mah.. which they gave out as souviniers to sec 1s.. we did some power ranger thingy before classifying words on the paper with the different colours.. lol.. and we got quite obsessed with yellow... started calling it 'lellow' and then sung from low to high.. (8) Lellow, lellow, lellow, lellow, LELLOW!(8).. uh.. lame.. but lol!... then had 1 hr 10 min of recess.. woohoo.. cldnt run liao.. ankle hurt... i got up the chair... cldnt jump!... omigosh.. l8er somehow cld play voley =P.. Nick me and Darren did a total of 75 hits.. woohoo! new record... i wuz hopping and hobbling during geog.. mrs Bok wuz asking me bt sec 1 tryouts coz she wuz one of the teachers in charge for volley.. then she wuz like "Why are u hobbling arnd liddat" "I sparained my ankle.." "Oh.. the u better not walk arnd too much..." after a huge discussion with darren and the rest hu made me hobble abt to get stuff for them... hmph.. that we were gonna do project dat day... so when Mrs Bok wlked pass.. I wuz like "Uh..  can i take leave from volley pract. todae?" "Sure! No prob!" eheheh... yea.. so it wuz done... sci wuz the usual fun.. we were told that Mrs Lim wuznt going to be back till wk 3... there wuz apaprently some conflict when we got up the bus.. Nick abandoned us.. Aaron went for a hair cut.. apparently it wuz my fault that Nic got angry wif me.. oh well.. 1000 apologies k? ... met Sharan and Grace... got nagged at for not taking care of myself... oh well.. went to Poplar..wif Nic and Darren calling me can fei... gah.. went to my hse... did some work.. aaron came to join us... nothing much lar.. juz lots of teasing dot dot dot... and did i mention.. the comparing of my left ankle and right ankle... right ankle.. normal... left ankle... whoa!... you get what i mean... got persuded by Iris to come the nxt day for training... to at least get my foot rubbed by my coach... oh well.. he's famous for it... as in famous among volley players... gah... -is gonna suffer lotza pain-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-107366249730403042?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107366249730403042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107366249730403042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107366249730403042' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-107285812959731012</id><published>2003-12-31T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T20:09:14.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess I'll blog abt the other supposed significant event which had taken place... tho it's been like 1 week liao... the class gathering... okay... there wuz alot of hassel on Sunday... we were initially thinking of stocking all the foodstuff and other stuff at J.ho's hse coz it wuz like... walking distance from the resort... Darren asked him earlier liao... but on that day... we cldn't get him... Yuhui and I tried like... all the ppl which dwelt in Pasir Ris... none suceeded... the wuznt actually a prob if Mrs Bokn hadnt asked all vballers to help shift tables and chairs dat morning... at least I cld hv gotten my dad to give me a lift... but wif sch and all that... which I dint noe even roughly wat time it'll end... it seemed rather impossible to lug 8 bags of watever stuff dat wuz in there to sch and to Whitesands... oh well... thank God for Mark's dad man.. dat dat Darren, JS and Mark came up to my hse to get the stuff... and obviously got a lift from Mark's dad.. for me? I wuz stuck in sch... doing wat? Listening to the OM trying to fit 1200 chairs with enuff space to walk and all that into the hall of Dunman High.. oh well... Charlotte, Xinhui and I were so called laying out the VIP block... "no shaky chairs and chairs with graffitti on them" then wat abt the rest? oh well... okay... she asked us to come at like... 9.45... we finished at 10.30... how nice... and I practically lugged all my personal stuff for the chalet to sch... while waiting for Mrs Bok... Jinru, Mabeline and I were waiting at the foyer... saw Mun Yi and Terence in prefect camp... then a certain figure appeared... Mr Kiw... he practically instructed the prefect in charge to tell Jinru to change her specs... juz coz hers wuz light coloured... pink... as Nic wuz saying... "He also seems to find that it is most important for all the students to be most "unfashionable" and boring, to say the least"... i mean... how many of u ppl out there wear glasses which are not of a dark colour... plenty... and how many of you get caught and asked to remake your specs juz coz it's not in uniform wif the school... well well well... later hung arnd the place... then went to Sharan's hse to help her wif stuff... and I nicely &lt;em&gt;tuned&lt;/em&gt; her guitar... hehe... sorri... -embarrassed smiley- so yea.. nothing much... juz received lotza phonecalls... even from the Prima Deli shopkeeper person whom Pris had so kindly given my no. to... and she kindly forgot to give her the voucher... lol... we took a cab to Pasir Ris... apparently we went up to Popular to get majong paper and scissors... later went down... Darren and company arrived and we set off... I stayed back with Darren and Mark to get a lift from his dad for no apparent reason... hehe... arrived at Costa Sands resort... apparently we like... settled down a bit... then went off to roller blade... woohoo... okie.. i wuz like... all the way behind... hehe... but dint fall that often... overall it wuz fun... we got back... then went off to the beach... to play beach volley which dint turn out all dat great... oh well... came back with all our feet and shoes all muddy... eww... and hands and ball soiled with oil... gross manz... we apparently went off to eat i fink.. at BK... but apparently B4 dat clearing the fridge and dot dot dot wuz necessary... wat can i say... after dinner... DHS ppl herded around this tiny computer in Downtown East searching for a chicken marinade recipe coz we forgot all about it.. hehe... my maid wuz apparently kind enuff to give us her &lt;em&gt;simple&lt;/em&gt; ingredients... went to cheers to looks for stuffz... but apparently some smart soul... sorri... forgot hu.. hehe... found Terriyaki marinade... woo hoo... got two bottles... played over an hour of capt ball... fun sia... but apparently B4 that JS threw the ball overboard that it landed into some dog's territory... we cldnt get it out coz the dog wuz in there.. so we got help! This guy totally cld control that menacing dog but it wuz totally chazing Sam.. whoa... thank God Sam ran fast man... phew... anywaez played CB.. fun sia... then went off to bathe... apaprently while i wuz in the bathroom.. the other ppl marinated the chickens... so i dint know how it all went... all i know is that i heard lotza screams and laughter... ohwell... came out and cut water melons... hehe... forcing it down everyone's throat apparently... &lt;em&gt;tried&lt;/em&gt; to watch TV and play stuff we planned... failed larz.. so went to the room and suffered a game of truth or dare... erk larz... apparently i dun fink anyone told the truth... even me... hehe... got sick of that miserable game... so we were talking... crap... finally they all agreed to play polar bear... me had to lead game... first that is... kinda fun lar... glad u guyz dint regret it... =P... when i wuz like.. playing the game... i got like.. voted out or killed in the 1st or 2nd round... hmph... bleh.. am i &lt;em&gt;dat&lt;/em&gt; suspicious... Nicole wuz a very... well.. hsld i say... scheming... the game went on and on and no one cld trust darren's 'inner eye' anymore... it's ben lai jiu shi bu neng trust de lorz.. the 'dead' ppl went out to uh... scream i suppose... alarming those guyz hu were playing GTA downstairs... okay.. i enjoyed myself... even tho i wuz like.. very tired and sneezy... tot chalet wld be diff from other nites.. oh well... it apparently wuz kinda worse... went to sleep... Joanne wuz like "Amanda... do u have enuff space?"  and she moved in... despite wat my ans wuz... she did dat like... dunno how many times... so sweet... until both of us slipped into deep slumber... got woken up by everyone's shuffling.. WQ and Darren still slept soundly... Jo wuz saying abt how much space i took... uh... kayz... and we all went off to watch the sunrise thanks to mark... oh well.. dint exactly see anything... =|.. the rest woke up and we apaprently forced everyone to eat... making milo and coffee and spreading bread... uh huh... then went off to play bball.... and abit of vball.. okay larz.. not bad... played Win lose or draw... no ya'all know that my impromtu drawing is dat lousy k?... =P.. played polar bear somemore.. as usual no one liked me... even when i wuz like... the guru... and not paying much attention... gah... got into a beeg fight... me and darren vs Nic, YH, Jo and Pris... they all wanted to go Escape... nothin wrong... dey went off without waiting fer us when we went off to book the BBQ pit... Darren argued wif them over the phone... i wuz sitting on the fence... and it hurts... darren wuz like... sending vulgar sms-es to Nicole... in the end they dint go... we went for lunch and then met them at the bowling alley... they were obliged to get the cake... thanks pris fer ordering fer us... went back to the chalet to prepare for the BBQ... i wuznt doing anything but uh.. asking for smth to do... Nic, YH, Jo and Pris were skewering the chicken wings... i wld say...  then i offered to help... they dint let me.. as well as saying taht i wuzt doing anything... oh well... no offense... the guyz weer starting the fire... and grilling chicken wings... crab meat and hotdogs... Shih Ee and Visa help me start the fire on the smaller pit which JS brought... thanks guyz... pract. tearing coz of the ash when darren came to help... soon it wuz done... and i apparently roasted perfecto corn wif the fire darren started... -ego- together wif SE and Visa and Nic's help lar... doh... hehe... fun fun fun as we roasted the otars... yum yum yum... okay... whats wif me and the 3 word phrases thingy... thanks guyz fer saving food fer me.. we then cleared up and roasted marshmallows... mmmm... opened cocktail, sparkling juice and logcake... woohoo... i hope everyone enjoyed themselves... sure did... hehe.. went home dat nite... coz next day had volley... but apparently i pon coz parents say cannot go... first coz it wuz Christmas eve... then Iris onli informed me abt the timing the day B4... I called Iris.. which passed the phone to Mr Lim.. =S... sounded wierd lar... it wuz like.. "Mr Lim ar... Amanda here... uh... it is compulsory to go for volley todae?" "Why? You busy again ar?" "Um... kind of... my parents dun allow leh..." "Okay lor... dun go lar..." "Or how abt i come for a while then i leave..." "Might as well dun come lar... i dun mind..." "okay... thanku Mr Lim!" that wuz the first ever convo i had wif mr lim whcih dint contain words like "stupid" and stuff... kewl! okay okay... nvm... mum totally obsessed abt taking us out to restaurants and stuff... on Christmas and evn after that... i got so sian lor... her restaurants r like.. not my type lar... okay lar... but still.. imean... on Christmas... she went to queue up for Crystal Jade or smth when there wuz an empty Seoul Garden nearby... sighz... okay.. mebbe my Grandma wuz there or smth =P... oh well... Christmas seaon not dat shiok this year lar... mebbe onli the Chrismas bet... the drama... lol.. touching and funny sia... [this part may be abit boring... not saying taht the entire antry is interesting] the story wuz abt these 2 gd frenz... Romeo and Stanley... Romeo wuz some party goer and pract. wastes his life off... Stanley wuz realli spanking rich and believed in feng shui... he had a wife and a son and a daughter... lol... the son's called Fortune... but calls himself 40 cents coz he dint like his name... imean... hu wld like it lor... ewww... the daughter's name wuz Christine... the maid wuz the funniest lar.. the onli actor i cld recognise from spdlite... Terence.... funny... her name wuz Jo Jo... lol... both Romeo and Stanley made some bet on whether Romeo and stay in Stanley's guest room for one year wothout stepping out... if he succeeds... he gets $1 000 000 bucks... if he fails he becomes his personal caddy for the rest of his life... oh well... i wld NEVER bet on this kinda thing... iagine staying in someone's hse for 1 year! without contact wif ur frenz or family... my gosh... then lotza family affairs took place... -shant go into the details- Romeo had Jo Jo filling him up when she sent food to him... he converted when he read the bible Christine gave him... and challenged himt o read... she died coz of heart failure... changed her whole family... dot dot dot... Stanley wanted to commit suicide on the last day of the bet... Christmas lar...coz his family bussiness wuz failing and he wuz uh... broke.. but Romeo came out like 6 hrs B4 the due time and went off to Africa... so the caddy thing dint count lar... aiya... u all shld have watched it lor... lol.. i cried the entire way... and apparently i dint know i had that amny problems until they sang worship... i practically wept... and broke down... my mum and maid were beside me.. so i dint make it dat obvious lar... hehe... l8er met big Tim and Shannon... lol... and my couz.. haha... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-107285812959731012?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107285812959731012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107285812959731012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107285812959731012' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-107275505615821262</id><published>2003-12-30T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T11:31:13.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another one of those songs =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reflection&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me &lt;br /&gt;You may think you see &lt;br /&gt;Who I really am &lt;br /&gt;But you'll never know me &lt;br /&gt;Every day &lt;br /&gt;It's as if I play a part &lt;br /&gt;Now I see &lt;br /&gt;If I wear a mask &lt;br /&gt;I can fool the world &lt;br /&gt;But I cannot fool my heart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is that girl I see &lt;br /&gt;Staring straight back at me? &lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection show &lt;br /&gt;Who I am inside? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now &lt;br /&gt;In a world where I &lt;br /&gt;Have to hide my heart &lt;br /&gt;And what I believe in &lt;br /&gt;But somehow &lt;br /&gt;I will show the world &lt;br /&gt;What's inside my heart &lt;br /&gt;And be loved for who I am &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is that girl I see &lt;br /&gt;Staring straight back at me? &lt;br /&gt;Why is my reflection &lt;br /&gt;Someone I don't know? &lt;br /&gt;Must I pretend that I'm &lt;br /&gt;Someone else for all time? &lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection show &lt;br /&gt;Who I am inside? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a heart that must be &lt;br /&gt;Free to fly &lt;br /&gt;That burns with a need to know &lt;br /&gt;The reason why &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must we all conceal &lt;br /&gt;What we think, how we feel? &lt;br /&gt;Must there be a secret me &lt;br /&gt;I'm forced to hide? &lt;br /&gt;I won't pretend that I'm &lt;br /&gt;Someone else for all time &lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection show &lt;br /&gt;Who I am inside? &lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection show &lt;br /&gt;Who I am inside? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-107275505615821262?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107275505615821262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107275505615821262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107275505615821262' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-107271097430426145</id><published>2003-12-29T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T23:16:31.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jonester/1072075470_uresignore.jpg" border="0" alt="ignore"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your sign of frustration is....Ignoring!  Instead&lt;br&gt;of dealing with problems, you ignore them.&lt;br&gt;Your theory to problems, is that if I pretend&lt;br&gt;they are not there, they'll disappear.&lt;br&gt;Sometimes this method can work, but most of the&lt;br&gt;time it doesn't.  For a variety sometime, try&lt;br&gt;using one of the other methods, which are&lt;br&gt;discussed in this quiz.  It might feel good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jonester/quizzes/What%20sign%20of%20frustration%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What sign of frustration are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-107271097430426145?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107271097430426145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107271097430426145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107271097430426145' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-107271047853274988</id><published>2003-12-29T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T23:08:15.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This song is sooo... uh... nice.. everyone... go get it... if not ask me to send it to u... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love, Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a note my Grandma wrote back in 1923&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa kept it in his coat and he showed it once to me&lt;br /&gt;He said "Boy, you might not understand but a long long time ago&lt;br /&gt;Grandma's daddy didn't like me none but I loved your Grandma so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had this crazy plan to meet and run away together&lt;br /&gt;Get married in the first town we came to and live forever&lt;br /&gt;But nailed to the tree where we were supposed to meet instead&lt;br /&gt;I found this letter and this is what it said"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;If you get there before I do don't give up on me&lt;br /&gt;I'll meet you when my chores are through&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long I'll be&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not gonna let you down&lt;br /&gt;Darlin' wait and see&lt;br /&gt;And between now and then till I see you again&lt;br /&gt;I'll be loving you&lt;br /&gt;Love, Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read those words just hours before my Grandma passed away&lt;br /&gt;In the doorway of a church where me and Grandpa stopped to pray&lt;br /&gt;I know I'd never seen him cry in all my fifteen years&lt;br /&gt;But as he said these words to her his eyes filled up with tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And between now and then till I see you again&lt;br /&gt;I'll be loving you&lt;br /&gt;Love, Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-107271047853274988?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107271047853274988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107271047853274988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107271047853274988' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-107240764066782361</id><published>2003-12-26T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T23:00:09.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok... I guess alot of stuff had happened since the last time I blogged... no time also mah =P... excuses excuses excuses... camp wuz obviously great... tho i dint thot it wld be when I arrived in the tabernacle.. my grp wuz Judah.. apparently everyone wuz like... sooo quiet... did one round of intro.. still dint fink they were hyper... tribe leader wuz Shin hui pronounced as Xin hui... tribe asst. leader wuz Gillian and tribe elder wuz Timothy... we received some wierd tags and ours had a lion's tail on it.. on mine wuz "amanda is a lion of JUDAH" and my name wuz in bright pink... kewl =P... John Teen(Camp Comandant) did some briefing... saying dat Moses sent him a message the nite B4... lol.. we got up the bus... Simeon n Judah shared the same bus... dat means Amos and Cheney were in the same bus too... we played Polar... which wuz kinda impossible wif the no. of ppl on the bus.. Timothy led it.. Sam and i voted Amos the polar bear... he wuz like "My own cell grp members! This Sunday... u guyz are going to get it.. hehe" well well well... he did look suspicious... =P we arrived... our tent wuz the demo tent. so w dint haf to pitch or anything... practically 'zou bo'-ing for 2 1/2 hrs... Vinnie wuz like "Amanda.. good hor... the tent's up already rite? grr" lol... her facial expression wuz cute... k nvm... did a round of intro wif the guyz... and there wuz dis gal.. Jolene Ho from DHS sec 4 GEP... kewl! from teh guyz side dere's dis guy... his name... Sean... liked to do girly accents and wuz pract. enthu abt everything... well well well... it dint seem all dat bad already... had nice dinner... Judah wuz on duty... so apparently we heaved the whole pile of packet food, utensils, mineral water bottles, trays of fruits, trays of supper.... etc. juz the 18 of us... for 200 over ppl... wat can i say... after dinner we had a leeetle bit of praise and worship... then set out into the valley of darkness... well well well.. it wuz smth like a nightwalk thingy... juz dat there's no spooky stuffz... we were given 2 lightsticks... they were the lamps onto our feet... we were led by Tim and the first encounter thru that dark jungle walkway wuz a salesman... Yu Kuan larz... but salesman... he wanted to trade the lightsticks for a bright power torch... btw... those were our torches... they borrowed them coz they dint have enuff... our grp wuz smart enuff not to... yepp... then we suddenly hear some wierd person hiding behind the bush... okay... he wuz suppose to tell us a verse... then finally we reached the haunted hse... Terence wuz dere and told us all to get in to get something... we prayed first... kewl! Apparently our tribe wuz very enthu... so we found lotza unwanted stuff... including some lightsticks, shringes and packets of stuffs... oh well... all we were supposed to get wuz a verse behind the door... it wuz from Psalms 23... Grace and I stuck to each other like glue... btw... Grace is a sec 3 hu wuz from SHPS..  and the others like Collin and Sean were trying to scare the gals behind... Ben wuz faithfully holding Shi Jing's hand... aww... l8er we headed for some task thingys which we passed of corse... -ego- hehe... then we crossed the bridge to some two towers thingy to pray... very kewl sia... we went back and each tribe sat in a huge circle.. and started bombing each other... well... we started it... hehe... then we got bored of it... so we did the tapping of hands thing to teh song of "I've got peace like a river"... the gals taught the guyz... nice.. then Sean tot of a crazy idea... if anyone bombed us... the situation will go this way... "Gad bomb Gad bomb Gad bomb to Judah bomb" "World Peace! I've got peace like a river..." lol.. okay... lame... but still... we had a bit of supper and sharing... then we went to bathe... erk... i juz carn stand the toilets... our first nite in the tent wuznt dat good... no one cld sleep well i suppose... with the peacocks and other birds... well well well.. the nxt day we had some morining exercise thingy and some tribal dance thingy which Lewis and gang &lt;em&gt;tried&lt;/em&gt; to teach the whole camp.. then it wuz devotion... everyone almost fell asleep manz.. then breakfast... then we played some three quest thingy.. first stop wuz building sand cups.. gah... chun lek and yan da were suppose to tempt us into playin capt ball.. I wld haf gone... hehe... thank God for my tribe... lol... the rest had to go to the sea and back to get wet sand for the sand cups... for our tribe... Sean dug a pit nxt to the building area... and u noe sand underground is wet too.. in no time u see the entire tribe of Judah sitting arnd it building sand cups leisurely... poor poor Simeon... hehe... Amos's tribe... nxt up wuz a game led by bro. Pacer.. we were suppose to find a particular spot on the strings which is the exit... the first group went... they managed to find it the fastest amongst all the tribes... go Judah! the nxt grp wuz wif me... apparently the exit wuz to give up... and u noe me... a gal hu likes to persist... hehe... so apparently we lost.. last stop wuz Alvin... Operation H2O... kewl.. throwing water bombs... but none of us got realli wet... unlike other groups... after dat wuz lunch... then sermon... we had it in the Sjori ballroom... kewl! worship wuz kinda good... i went down on my knees... then during the sermon i almost fell asleep.. sigh.. the worship after that wuz okay... juz per normal... praise too... after that wuz dinner... it wuz pouring real hard... thank God the resort ppl let us have dinner in tere... we went back and thank God again that our tent wuz fine... even tho it had holes... the guys tent totally dies... it wuz totally wet.... apparently we laid newspaper and then garbage bags... nice teamwork guyz.. l8er someone found small Tim's hidden bag of oreos... lol... we had some preperation for Tribal day which wuz the nxt day... so apparently we gathered and the guyz... esp Sean and Big Tim came up wif lotza good ideas... we were allowed to go arnd sentosa but our tribe wuz smart... ehehe... -ego-... we stayed put and went to Sjori resort to &lt;em&gt;take&lt;/em&gt; pamphlets... Collin, Sean and big Tim went... apparently Sean distracted the man by asking how many rooms were available... lol.. and they took like... multitudes of pamphlets... good anyways... grace and i were in charge of Si Jing(our tribe's artefact) 's grass skirt... they used it as a mane... the rest did pamphlet skirts for everyone else... Sean plucked down a whole coconut leaf.. lol! and he found a brunch... he and Collin decorated it wif toilet paper and bottles... with a sign "Judah" on top... lol... then big Tim rehearsed the verse thingy... whenever he stopped... we had to go huhahahu(from finding nemo) and strike a funny pose... lol... okay... it wuz fun... and funny... then we went to bathe and had supper... the nxt morning rained.... I wuz like the person hu needed to be taken care of... the worship leaders were singin.. i wuz wrapped in two sleeping bags... still cold and shivering... and falling asleep every single second thank God it onli rained in the morining... big Tim went off for some NS check up thing.. so Yvonne wuz our elder... she led devotion... i dint exactly fall asleep... we had breakfast and then a game called Kill the spider... two stations.. one wif alvin.. some obstacle thingy and 5 ppl form our tribe hid behind a black bag with their legs sticking out... the other five were from Simeon.. we were supposed to hit the ppl from Simeon.. all five of them... nxt game wuz in the sea.. we used Shi Jing as the fishing rod... lol... the other wuz Samuel... kewl!.. Grace and I cldnt wait... after the game ended... Grace, Jolene and I went straight into the sea... we got dunked one by one... the water wuz sooo nice sia... we had to go wash up... but before that we had to find the spider... John... and kill him... wif one weapon at one spot onli... Yu Kuan came out again to intro his Spider Killer 3000... everyone obviously dint believe him... we found John first... but apparently found out that the killer 3000 thingy wuz the one weapon which cld kill it... in the end we cldnt make it in time coz John went out of hiding as time wuz up... sighz... but gd work Judah!... we went to wash up.. then went for sermon by bro. Pacer... very inspiring.. during the worship after dat everyone liek fell on their knees.... and wept... even me... the presence of God realli fell man.. after dat we prayed for one another... and we had dinner and preparation... then had praise and worship again... Benjamin and I(sec 2 guy from TKSS) were totally jumping and jumping... the worship wuz wonderful... carn wait for a similar experience... then it wuz tribal day... most performances were interesting and funny.. Lewis and gang performed the tribal dance and the game masters came up wif a skit... funny.. in the end Zebalun won.. oh well.. still nice try Judah.. and Judah rulez! I cam down wif a headache and dint eat supper... well... no one knew... so i had to sit thru all the testimonies... but still... very inspiring.. apparently the characters of Jeremy and Alvin totally switched... I tot Jeremy wld be some kind of guy hu isnt &lt;em&gt;playful&lt;/em&gt;(carn find another word) and Alvin vice versa... wel well well.. Jeremy... dis guy hu wuz in Ri Moor... apparently... shared.. and he wuz like "Zebalun rulez all the way" and when he held the loud hailer thing for Cordellia... he turned it the other way... well well well.. and he sorta acts like sean in the performance... lol... Alvin wuz totally solemn.. my headache got better and we had sharing.. until 2.30... the gals stayed up and thanks to me.. we had a nice shadow play... and then played bball and capt ball with the round light from the torch... lol.. after that we finally fell asleep.. nxt day devotion... then we found out that a serious thing had happened.. hps got stolen.. but onli our grp knew... i weaved a heart out of rafia which we were unpitching our tents... for my mortal.. she went over to our tribe and started observing.. i got a shock of my life apparently... i gld that made happy =P... my angel wuz not bad lar... he sorta smuggled in Kitkat caramel... even tho i dint like caramel.. hehe... gave me some biscuits.. and note and a cup of coffee... apparently coffee alwaez gave me headaches... oh well.. we had grp photos taken and when we got our hps back.. everyone wuz like.. sms-ing... like crazy.. and when we knew we were allowed to get stuff from 7 Eleven.. tons of slurpees were bought... hehe.. we had an entire grp photo and prize giving thing... kewl! and then we had to give our mortal thins ball thingy to reveal ourselves... Li jia totally hugged me... uh... kae.. my angel wuz Su Anne's bro.. Andrew... we got up the bus and totally talked... lol... sigh.. carn wait for the nxt speedlite camp... now i even haf a group on my msn list entitled Tribe Judah... lol.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-107240764066782361?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107240764066782361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107240764066782361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107240764066782361' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-107128409921533404</id><published>2003-12-13T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T19:28:11.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well well well, now's one of those freetimes i've got during the weekends i suppose.. there's still ushering tmr.. but of course im still looking forward =P I suppose i'll blog on the retreat.. one of the major events which took over my life these 2 days.. Woke up quite early on Thurs.. i prob cldnt wait lar... Dear resourceful lil' me found out that Sharan and Grace were meeting at 9.20 to get their books at sch... i reckoned that we cld all travel together.. called Jo and requested dat we meet earlier... Jo apparently juz woke up.. so she said she cldn't make it.. okay.. i guess i wuz the onli one wif all the energy.. called Grace and she said she cld wait for us.. woohoo! Get wat i mean by having all the energy.. anywaez to cut the long story short... we met and then made our way to wherever we're going.. Grace and Sharan left first.. Jo and I alighted at Sembawang.. saw Tiiffiny and Eunice i fink.. okay...  now both of us has got the energy.. we dumped our bags on 'em and ran... i mean &lt;em&gt;ran&lt;/em&gt; to Waltson's to get midnight snacks.. i bought blackforest Cadbury choco thingys... ya noe the round ones.. Jo got the Hazelnut ones... okay... i then bought Lemon Mint Ricola Pearl Drop thingys... i wuz pretty much stuck to 'em... whoa... too much aspartime.. anyweaz... Jaqueline wuz half an hour late.. and in the email she sent..."yupz, juz a gentle reminder that we'll be meeting at 11 am at Sembawang MRT station. &lt;strong&gt;Pls do not be late as we will not be waiting for you&lt;/strong&gt;"...okay.. oh well.. she had expected us to have had our lunch already.. when we're supposed to meet at 11?!?! anywaez she got us to grab smth quick and we were on our way.. we took a bus dere and we settled in the canteen.. Alicia and the woodlands ushers met us there... Alicia split us up into teams.. I wuz in a team wif onli Jo and Vanessa whom i noe.. we were team 1.. grp members were Vinnie, mi, Jo, Vanessa, Alina(Alicia's sis) and Jerome.. Jerome dint wanna be the onli guy.. he stayed on coz they told him Jeremy wld be coming l8er to join him... we went to check into our dormitories... gals got the wrong rooml... we had to pack everything again and move into the room beside the guys'... i got the top bunk.. Jo got the one sorta beside me... and the wall beside us wuz fake... and there wuz a crack... so apparently we cld hear loads of noise from the other side.. we prayed over the places we were going to use... then we played ice breakers... sorta.. like the entangle urself thingy... the one you grab a hand from the opposite side.. the you get into this realli beeeg mess... dat one... one hand of mine wuz wif Alicia... de other wuz wif Dominic... apparently when Dominic + my hand wuz free... we were like "Let go first then l8er join back" hehe... anywaez we dint manage to complete it coz there wuz an individual circle of 3 ppl within the grp.. sigh... but great effort guyz!... Fill my cup wuz quite... i muz say... boring... but of corse it had a meaning behind it... Jaqueline had a jug full of orange juice... realli sweet... she wld pour it into our cups... we can control how much we wanna receive and wanna give to the other person... Jac and her jug represented God... and we and our cups represent us.. sometimes we expect onli a limited amount of stuff dat God wld do for us... but God can do much more... and also the more we give to the other person... the more we receive... nxt game wuz Double Wacko... or as Jo called it... "Husband and Wife"... Alina wuz behind me... so all i did wuz sit down and slack... pretty much.. and laugh my head off too =P... okae... everyone wuz 'sabo-ing' Benjamin, Dominic and Cheney... those guyz were targeting Vinnie and Alicia... apparently Benjamin and Eunice got it 3 times... so they had to write "Speedlight Ushering" wif their butts... lolz... after dis wuz some ushering 'lecture' by Jac... had to write on majong paper wat we felt we uhsers shld do when the leaders acted out the scenarios.. farnee... Ellina's good acting manz... lol... when we went to place our bibles back in our dorms... then we gathered in a circle... Jac held a pouch and the other leaders brought out a piece of 'majong' paper with three hearts... in the pouch wuz... uh... lipstick... u can pretty much guess wat we did.. okay... -decides to spell it out- we had to apply it and kiss the hearts... even the guyz... oh well.. Serene's lip marks got named "Lips of the Year" lol.. nxt we had grp games... first game wuz passing the rubberband.. or rather bent straws since they ran out of decent rubber bands... each time you drop the thing you're passin... your straw gets cut.. and the team wif the most no. of straws uncut wins.. i wuz beside Dominic.. apparently he purposely dropped the thing and passed it to me... oh well.. wat can i say.. nxt game wuz to use 30 straws, 2 rubberbands, and a wee bit of masking tape... well well well.. our group weaved a basket... the objective wuz to cushion an egg dropped from a certain height to break... well... everyone's egg cracked.. so they looked for the most creative... and we won! Yippee.. nxt game wuz the minesweeper game... u will be asked a question... n if u ans wrongly... u take a step and see if u dun get bombed... if the ans wuz correct... you can 'sabo' anothe person... get wat i mean.. they asked stuff like.. "What is Vinnie's fave song" and "How many siblings does Amanda have?" well well well.. the most hilarious one which caused Alina to regret it wuz "Wat's Alina's CCA?" Dey guessed guides.. but it wuz Modern Dance... so.. the guyz dint stop rattling at dat larz... then they asked questions like "In which book wuz medicine first mentioned in the Bible?" The ans wuz obviously lame... in Exodus where Moses took &lt;em&gt;2 tablets&lt;/em&gt; to write the 10 commandments... well well well.. my question wuz "How many cubicles are there in the female toilet of Lighthouse Tampines?" oookie... i got it wrong and got bomb... sighz... then they asked general questions like "Wat is the real name of the actor of Legolas in LOTR?" and "Who won the rugby worldcup 2003?" sighz... i knew them... but they never got to me.. eek.. in the end our grp had the most no. of ppl living... and so we won! Alvin, Jeremy and Cindy arrived already... so apparently we went to bathe.. then went off for dinner... okie.. dinner wuz late i suppose... so we ate biscuits and bread first.. wif the cat scaring the galz out of their wits.. even Jo wuz kinda afraid.. from afar she wuz okay.. when the cat neared.. she totally grabed my pants... oh well.. Jeremy, Shu Hua, Elinna and I had to lure the cat away at any time it bothered us.. after dinner wuz praise and worship and sermon by Brother Pacer.. nice one "Shake Another Hand"... kewl.. and the worship wuz fantastic.. then we were all blind folded.. onli Serene, Jo and Ben cld see.. we were led by them and some &lt;em&gt;decoys&lt;/em&gt; to the stage.. and ppl were scared thanks to the spraying of water and other stuff.. acc. Jo.. Jeremy wuz totally leading us to stand up and squat wif no particular reason even tho he carn see...oh well.. the treasure hunt wuz kewl.. we were given all the letters of the clue cept 2... and we were supposed to rearrange them... Mathea kept giving clues.. in the end our grp found out first.. yupp... it wuz on top of the notice board... and of all ppl i got carried up to get it... for the mere reason of me being the lightest in my grp =P.. and there were ppl younger than me... well well well... Cheney's grp wuz following us... and we totally mislead them to the 3rd floor... lol.. in the end after all that hassle.. we found the last clue before we shld.. and so the thing wuz ruined sorta... we had some wonderful supper wif milo and biscuits... Jeremy joined our grp after a while.. he noticed Jo's glasses being lopsided.. so he 'fixed' it for her.. well.. it wuz still lopsided... and i told Jo.. but all she cld say wuz "It's better wat!" well well well.. oh... and did i mention.. he's sec 4 and from RI.. wif the same surname and birthday as Jo.. wat can i say.. well.. ppl... be careful.. hehe =P oookie.. i noe im being lame.. anywaez we washed up and shared... got some grp photos.. i wuz like.. let's take a photo wif the cat in there.. "Amanda.. i'll put you on the headlines tmr morning.. for the first gurl being kicked up the mars thanks to me and Jeraldine" lol... Jo and I talked on our bunks.. and fed ourselves midnite snacks.. nxt morning.. Jo woke up first and complained that i had totally no reaction when she tried to wake me up.. well.. i slept late.. she wuz so full of energy... we washed up... did lotza stuffz and then  took grp photos again... well well well... after dat i went for lunch wif Jo.. then went home.. until the final hour where we set off to my mum's colleague's hse for dinner.. she taught me how to make pizza and shepard's pie.. of corse i wuz a goner in help her.. hehe.. i totally got bored.. Sheryl(sec3) wuz blogging and chatting.. Sharmaine(sec1).. entertaining my sis and bro.. but l8er Sheryl like totally played the piano wif me.. well.. she cld play 1000 miles.. Beautiful.. Shout to the Lord and dot dot dot.. kewl manz.. i borrowed like.. 3 bks from her.. well.. she offered =P.. left tehir hse at 12 =|.. shocking.. but yea.. todae went mum's ex-classmate's hse for hse warming.. it wuz like a small class gat.. kewl!.. i wonder if we'll turn out liddat.. and teher they were complaining abt their children... saying that they do not wish to come coz it wuz boring dat kind of thing.. well well well.. i left early for piano =P.. so yea... nothing much lorz... but usher retreat rox!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-107128409921533404?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107128409921533404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107128409921533404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107128409921533404' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-107105736912090089</id><published>2003-12-10T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T19:56:20.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoa... thank God that I woke up juz in the nick of time.. 7.25am... I dozed off last nite again i suppose.. thus i dint set my alarm clock... Dad fetched me as usual.. Reached sch and it wuz raining.. did warm up in the pathetic space we cld find at the hostel ground floor... that is... any space we weer allowed to step on... nothing much actually... juz that there were lotza injuries... then nothing  much.. played agsnt the B galz.. initial score 0-0.. we won 27-25... C girls ace ace ace! Then it started raining... so coach started talking abt stuffz... he started off with injuzries... superficial, muscle and bone... then he went on to phobias and traumas and his own experience... which wuz of course funny.. there wuz once when he wuz pri 6 and climbed some barb wire fence thingy to get over to the other sch to play... a thorn hooked and his finger and the flesh got ripped out.. ouch.. another time he wuz 3... and he said the entire cupboard fell on him.. he wuz fortunate to go through some wierd hole in the cupboard if not he would be dead... why did it fall on him? Coz he wuz climbing it.. =|.. l8er went to peichun for volley coz we dint wanna go for track... hehe... ate at Mac and then proceeded there.. played agnst the snr boys... Suzanna played first set until they reached 12 points... then i took over her as commanded by my coach... erk.. okay we lost... 2nd set... we lost again... close margin tho... last set... coach called us together... and apparently he wuz praising me tho i dint know wat good thing i did in there... =| well well well.. i had to continue playing... we were laughing our heads off at almost every blunder which took place... btu we won... yay!... Did serving after dat... volley mates were practically coaching me on how to serve... hehe... so nothing much... and when i tried calling Jaqueline(usher head) to ask abt the retreat tml... her phone wuz off i fink... then i tried cally Vanessa... no ans... called Alicia... finally... sighz... wont be anywhere near home after 11 tmr... sighz... no msn for me for one night at least... but retreat's gonna be kewl... -looks forward-... enjoy your movie tmr guyz! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-107105736912090089?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107105736912090089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107105736912090089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107105736912090089' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-107096977295424703</id><published>2003-12-09T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T19:57:07.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kkz.. this song's also nice... wat can i say... the title's wierd but bear wif it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mandy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember all my life &lt;br /&gt;raining down as cold as ice. &lt;br /&gt;Shadows of a man, &lt;br /&gt;a face through a window cryin' in the night, &lt;br /&gt;the night goes into &lt;br /&gt;Morning just another day; &lt;br /&gt;happy people pass my way. &lt;br /&gt;Looking in their eyes, &lt;br /&gt;I see a memory I never realized how happy you made me. &lt;br /&gt;Oh Mandy well, &lt;br /&gt;you came and you gave without taking, &lt;br /&gt;but I sent you away. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, Mandy well, &lt;br /&gt;you kissed me and stopped me from shaking, &lt;br /&gt;and I need you today. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, Mandy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing on the edge of time; &lt;br /&gt;I've walked away when love was mine. &lt;br /&gt;Caught up in a world of uphill climbing, &lt;br /&gt;the tears are in my mind and nothin' is rhyming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Mandy well, &lt;br /&gt;you came and you gave without taking, &lt;br /&gt;but I sent you away. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, Mandy well, &lt;br /&gt;you kissed me and stopped me from shaking, &lt;br /&gt;and I need you today. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, Mandy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's a dream &lt;br /&gt;I face the morning &lt;br /&gt;Crying on a breeze &lt;br /&gt;The pain is calling &lt;br /&gt;Oh Mandy &lt;br /&gt;Well, you came and you gave without taking &lt;br /&gt;But I sent you away oh, Mandy &lt;br /&gt;Well, you kissed me and stopped me from shaking &lt;br /&gt;And I need you today Oh, Mandy &lt;br /&gt;you came and you gave without taking &lt;br /&gt;But I sent you away oh, Mandy &lt;br /&gt;Well, you kissed me and stopped me from shaking &lt;br /&gt;And I need you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Mandy won't you listen to what I'm gonna say&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Mandy don't you let me going all the way&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Mandy won't you listen to what I'm gonna say&lt;br /&gt;And I need you today &lt;br /&gt;Oh, Mandy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-107096977295424703?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107096977295424703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107096977295424703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107096977295424703' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-107096948407047310</id><published>2003-12-09T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T19:31:35.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay... now dis song is nice... you win Yuhui... Kelly Clarkson sorta rox... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Moment Like This&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I told you it was all meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe me&lt;br /&gt;Would you agree&lt;br /&gt;It's almost that feelin'&lt;br /&gt;We've met before&lt;br /&gt;So tell me that you don't think I'm crazy&lt;br /&gt;When I tell you love has come here now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment like this&lt;br /&gt;Some people wait a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;For a moment like this&lt;br /&gt;Some people search forever&lt;br /&gt;For that one special kiss&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, I can't believe it's happening to me&lt;br /&gt;Some people wait a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;For a moment like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything changes&lt;br /&gt;But beauty remains&lt;br /&gt;Something so tender&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;Well I maybe dreamin'&lt;br /&gt;But 'till I awake&lt;br /&gt;Can we make this dream last forever&lt;br /&gt;And I'll cherish all the love we share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment like this&lt;br /&gt;Some people wait a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;For a moment like this&lt;br /&gt;Some people search forever&lt;br /&gt;For that one special kiss&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, I can't believe it's happening to me&lt;br /&gt;Some people wait a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;For a moment like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could this be the greatest love of all&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know that you will catch me when I fall&lt;br /&gt;So let me tell you this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people wait a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a moment like this&lt;br /&gt;Some people wait a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;For a moment like this&lt;br /&gt;Some people search forever&lt;br /&gt;For that one special kiss&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, I can't believe it's happening to me&lt;br /&gt;Some people wait a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;For a moment like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh!&lt;br /&gt;Like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh!&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's happening to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people wait a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;For a moment like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh&lt;br /&gt;Like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-107096948407047310?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107096948407047310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107096948407047310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107096948407047310' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-107096940645504379</id><published>2003-12-09T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T19:30:18.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoa... wierd wierd wierd... volley wuz actually enjoyable... we got to play like 3 sets todae... first set... Clara got replaced by Sheila coz she injured her feet.. well... Shiela knew her position... so she stood in for her.. Coach wuz like.. "Amanda, go count score" "uh... okay!" "Use this" -hands me a piece of &lt;strong&gt;short&lt;/strong&gt; chalk- well well well... anywaez... we won that set agnst the sec 2s... 25-15... they had to go run... then coach subbed me in and the sec 2s sorta changed ppl or smth... well... we lost 26-24... erk... we had to run... then last set i dint play... we had 7 points... played agnst B gals and won 25-23... well well well... l8er went back to Tampines for lunch... met sharan for supposed lunch and Darren and we headed off to Mark's hse.. we did some chalet stuffz.... and thanks to darren.. we scraped the capt ball tournament amongst ourselves... those hu want a capt ball tournament tell moi k? So i can changed darren's mind... hehe... =D Mark's maid wuz sort of a greenhorn at household chores... i feel very bad leh... like she got lotza scolding for doing smth wrong... sighz... and we had a very &lt;em&gt;interesting&lt;/em&gt; convo wif my &lt;em&gt;dear&lt;/em&gt; brother... well well well... wat can i say... he wuz tryingto impersonate me using his account.. not knowing i wuz actually readin it... he told mark that he wuz me... at least his attempt to be me is quite good... well.. dat's wat darren said... brothers brothers brothers... well well well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-107096940645504379?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107096940645504379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107096940645504379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107096940645504379' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-107089201592597513</id><published>2003-12-08T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T22:00:27.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lemme see... todae's Monday... dat means I havent blogged for a grand total of 4 days... ookie... shall blog... Fridae... had volley as usual... coach had this &lt;strong&gt;teriffic&lt;/strong&gt; idea of adding punishments to matches... boosting the level of play... erk.. first round... up to 18 points... loser 1 round around field... okay... we lost to the sec 2s... then next round.. initial score wuz set by my coach... we had 7 and they had 0... okay... they lost... and they had to run 2 rounds around the field.. last round... loser 10 rounds... erk... we lost... "I dint say 10 rounds around wat"... -moans and groans from sec 2s- "It can be 10 rounds around the entire school okay?" so there it wuz... we ran round the volley ball court... kept balls... then accompanied &lt;em&gt;dear&lt;/em&gt; Nicole who waited wif Mark and Eugene to City Hall... her mom wuz bringing her siblings to the Hi-5 concert at Esplanade... she wuz supposed to meet her at 4.30.. 4 whole hours of nothing to do... well well well... lets juz say we went around looking for the nearest Yoshinoya... no avail... we were thrilled by the stripy designs and artsy stuffs... how on &lt;strong&gt;earth&lt;/strong&gt; did they make it sooo attractive... okay... mebbe im juz not an artsy person... while we were roaming around suntec... giving up hope of visiting Spongebob in our sch Us... spotted Mrs Simon in the crowd... got her address for the chalet... dun ask... then we ended up at the foodcourt as we &lt;em&gt;thot&lt;/em&gt; Marche wuz too ex... okay... i muz say i ate one of my fullest lunch at the foodcourt... go ask Mark or Eugene... we then scooted off to the Esplanade Library.. obviously being little enthu me went to thes core section and started digging out... well... scores! Okay... we all dint know that you muz be a premium member to borrow ze scores... so i tried... and i actually managed to borrow 1... kewl eh? The counter sorta let me too.. kewl! Nothing much... juz the usual envy at clouds my mind when Nic's mother mentions bringing her out to a movie and later Swensens... wat can i say... &lt;br /&gt;Saturday... got woken up by bro at 10 o clock... my gosh... i haf no idea how i managed to sleep till dat late... and i completely forgot abt the supposed appointment i had wif darren.. okay... it wuznt confirmed anywaez... Mark, Darren and I sorta went shopping for chalet needs... foodstuff... kinda got too chilled out and it sorta felt like i had  afever or something... played abit of bball... and i mean a teeny weeny bit and got to piano.. i wuz long waiting for my tchr to say something like wat she had finally said... "I think I shld make you prepare a piece for me one of these days"... I mean... i dun reilly like the pieces she assigns me.. and darren has yet to pass me the "Colous of the Wind" score eh? nothing much... chatted abt anything under the sun wif Mark and JS at the bball court... wierd... okay... ate dinner at Garndma's hse... watched some Ace Ventura thing.. lol.. nice sia... so... i wuz amused...&lt;br /&gt;Sunday... female cell leader finally came... and she's sooo kewl... her name Sue Ann... this year 18... and she wuz from Cedar Girls'.. -shall not disclose the more interesting facts untill abit  l8er- ;) Amos decided to play Mafia wif us again and then taught us the Jungle Rules... since im bo liao... is hall type it out =D&lt;br /&gt;1) Never turn you back on a skinny lion&lt;br /&gt;2) When chased by a lion, you don't have to outrun it, you just have to outrun the slowest member of your group&lt;br /&gt;3) Don't reason wif a cobra&lt;br /&gt;4) When the vultures are circling, it's time to see a doctor&lt;br /&gt;5) Don't get uppity with a rhinocerous&lt;br /&gt;6) When attacked by a pack of hyenas, tell a joke. It'll imobilise them for you to get away&lt;br /&gt;7) Do not try to cure a giraffe with a sore throat, some things just don't work&lt;br /&gt;8) Don't tangle with a wild pig&lt;br /&gt;9) Don't eat bananas everyday, you'll get sick of it eventually&lt;br /&gt;10) When being chased by lions, put on a stupid expresion and join the pack&lt;br /&gt;11) To stop a charging elephant, cut-up its credit cards&lt;br /&gt;kewl eh... okay... now i feel bad abt not goiing for service... the excuse being Amos released us late... well well well.. so Jo, darho and i skipped as they cooked Maggi noodles at mi hse... when Sue Ann wuz leaving... she wuz like... "you all very good frenz ar?" "Ya...we were ex-pri sch mates" "Which sch?" "St. Hilda's!" "Me too!" get wat i mean... and one question she asked "Is Mr Lim I Kiew still in mini tennis?" So mini tennis ppl... ur senior... wat can i say... went for the speedlite camp breifing... i wanna be in Zabaloon (however you spell it)... it sounds the most fun one... ooo.. i carn wait for usher retreat, camp and gat! Sighz.. but the others going to watch Love Actually on Thurs... yet i carn go coz of the retreat... i guess you carn haf too many blessings at one go.. &lt;br /&gt;Today had to go pei chun to train.. nothing much lar... fell sick.. got to leave early and yet darren asked me to get over to JS's hse... actually nothing much... juz stomach ache.. abit of fever and feeling of vomiting... it got quite okay in the train... sighz.. we called up juz abt everyone at JS's hse... -do not wish to remember wat happened in between- then went down to the basement... played abit on the piano... okie.. there weer lotza mosquitoes... erk.. =S... went off to Eastpoint and shopped - does not wish to give the unecessary details- juz say i wuz very unfortunate... well well well... sighz... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-107089201592597513?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107089201592597513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107089201592597513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107089201592597513' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-107055033139290096</id><published>2003-12-04T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-07T10:31:47.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoa... i could barely get out of bed this mornin... neck could barely rotate, shoulders ached, arms hurt, stomach hurt, legs felt like it could not carry my weight anymore... yes... drastic state... anyhow... i pract. lazed arnd the hse till Nicole called... Finally boredom wuz over... at least dat gave hope larz... dey went to haf lunch at Mac... I had lunch at home.. I dint mind larz... coz maid cooked speg... mmmm... so I went out of the hse... called JS to go too... scooted off to Lavander MRT stn... &lt;strong&gt;surprisingly&lt;/strong&gt; JS wuz dere already... went to bus-stop... nobody there... called Nic... guess wat... they followed some sign and ended up at some place interesting and gave us a 1/2 hour more waiting... erk... they finally found their way there and we walked all the way to Concourse... they were marvelling at every wierd thing there is... and Shibao... from wat i heard... had gotten a great sum of money for doin well in Pri school... wat can I say... he spent money on a pin wheel thingy and a wierd yoyo plus squishy ball thing i found... while we were looking at the Christmas stuffys... shibao got chased by a small toddler... all for the ball thing he bought... wat can i say... we plnked into the 'comfy corner' in some foodcourt there and settled the accounts... JS got sick of all that receipt thing and in the end volunteered to sponsor everything... =| l8er invited ppl to play bball... Nic asked for more time to be out... she kinda got it lar... we boarded the MRT wif Mark trying to find a space to squeeze in.. in the end he missed the train... =|... well well well.. we had already met darren and I called sharan to go... onli wif darren's magic touch of persuation... she went.. they were making some big fuss over me msg-ing zhiwen.. well.. i wuz getting him to go... so that we'll have more ppl &lt;em&gt;dears&lt;/em&gt;... at the bball court... Nic and darren were making imitations and teasing their&lt;em&gt; dear&lt;/em&gt; friends.. the game wuz nice.. and funny... then some Edwin person joined us.. he wuz supposedly a sec 2 from Victoria sch... okay... i got quite irritated but still he wuz okay...nothing much lar.. but it wuz kinda one  of those most fun bball session thingys &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-107055033139290096?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107055033139290096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107055033139290096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107055033139290096' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-107046717049772314</id><published>2003-12-03T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T23:59:40.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess I havent been blogging much these 2 days eh? Yesterdae... had volley in the morning and I shall not comment... for fear of the hail of insults coming this way... yea... so nothing much... juz that darren and I went to Century Square to haf lunch... darren wuzpestering me to share wif him the cost of some wierd "Conetto" like ice cream cone... buy one get one free mahz... but the thing is... I dun reilly like Conetto ya noe... so went back home to get bball and vball... went to burger King to actually meet Sharan there... but in the end she cldnt make it coz family affairs cropped up... Darren and I were then lazing arnd there when Sam Lim came... well.. he got wierd ideas... he's the wierd one... come on... called Mark and Mark said his dad cld follow us... kewl! we played a bit of truth or dare... well... i dint reilly mind coz i got away wif saying hu i &lt;strong&gt;liked&lt;/strong&gt;... not hu I &lt;em&gt;like&lt;/em&gt;... ehehe... so we got there and got really cool discounts... from the original price of $330 to $210... dat's a achievement k? so yea.. we went off to play bball... bro tagged along... as &lt;em&gt;usual&lt;/em&gt;...then played wif some ppl... obviously we lost rite? But not dat bad larz... waddya expect... me, sharan, darren and sharan's bro vs the 2 guyz and 2 gals... well well well... Darren left... then we played brothers vs sisters apparently... well... they &lt;em&gt;thot&lt;/em&gt; they'd win... we sorta beat them 9-4... and most of the time they were complaining abt how much they fell dot dot dot.. so nothing much already...&lt;br /&gt;Volley &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;... shall not comment... mebbe juz dat i dint eat breakfast... not even milk... and i got hit in the stomach by the ball... of all days... i sat down to rest... my coach thot i dint eat... which is reilly lar... but not the prob... he offered me stomach oil and asked me to drink hot water... o_0... i toldhim the truth apparently... well... he ridiculed it then asked me to rub it... o_0 wierd stuff coaches do... he gave us a looooong lecture and started talking abt rugby and WWE... his defination of rugby = "22 men breaking their bones for a ball which can't even bounce straight" no offence... but it's funny... he goes saying that wrestlers from WWE normally are American footballers... o well... then he wuz praising the attitude for rugby and saying it wuz a gentlemen's sport... and then he linked it to volley wif a "Playing volleyball is the same... the attitude is very important"... o well... nothing much... went for lunch alone coz Hui yi and Sharan 'dumped' me... &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;... and so did my mum.. oh well.. went to Bugis to look for my mum.. in the end my phone apparently walked out on me... sighz.. anyhow... while waiting for the MRT... as i suddenly decided to read my Chinese book... a woman of middle age approached me and started talking to me abt stuffz.. &lt;strong&gt;wierd&lt;/strong&gt;! Thanks to her I still havent started on my book... nah... juz joking... went for track... Mr Chew wuz being very nice apparently... Mr Lim... the track coach...o_0... wuz apparently very egoistical.. oh well... dint like it... too much running... erk... thanks to Mr Lim's stomach crunches, the volleyball which wuz spiked at me and Mr Lim's sit-ups... I carn laugh or sneeze without my stomach hurting... big time... erk... wuz waiting for the train at Kallang... then dis guy sitting behind me approached me and started talking to me abt Dunman High not being in thru train for smth.. and saying that he wuz an ex-dunmanian...kewl.. but wierd... 2 in a row... well well well... went off to meet Sharan coz her guitar juz ended too... went to Swensens' to collect cake.. dad's bdae... he had some voucher thing... so i needed his NRIC... juz now he wuz like "No wonder you wanted my IC, I thot it wuz for some school thing coz you know your school alwaez ask for alot of funny things wan" =|... ookie... Happy Bdae Dad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-107046717049772314?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107046717049772314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107046717049772314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107046717049772314' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-107020892904231761</id><published>2003-12-01T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T00:15:38.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay... dis song is now my fave... so bear wif it... again... ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In This Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all I've been&lt;br /&gt;Blessed with in this life&lt;br /&gt;There was an&lt;br /&gt;Emptiness in me&lt;br /&gt;I was imprisoned by&lt;br /&gt;The power of gold&lt;br /&gt;With one honest touch&lt;br /&gt;You set me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS:]&lt;br /&gt;Let the world&lt;br /&gt;Stop turning&lt;br /&gt;Let the sun&lt;br /&gt;Stop burning&lt;br /&gt;Let them tell me love's&lt;br /&gt;Not worth going through&lt;br /&gt;If it all falls apart&lt;br /&gt;I will know&lt;br /&gt;Deep in my heart&lt;br /&gt;The only dream that&lt;br /&gt;Mattered had come true&lt;br /&gt;In this life, I was&lt;br /&gt;Loved by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every mountain&lt;br /&gt;I have climbed&lt;br /&gt;And every raging&lt;br /&gt;River crossed&lt;br /&gt;You were the treasure&lt;br /&gt;That I longed to find&lt;br /&gt;Without you love&lt;br /&gt;I would be lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this life,&lt;br /&gt;I was loved by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-107020892904231761?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107020892904231761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107020892904231761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107020892904231761' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-107020859434261710</id><published>2003-12-01T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T00:10:04.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well well well, todae wuz kinda nice i suppose... after much persuation... Darren decides to attend cell group... great! Went down... for once... and saw the rest standing arnd... Darren wuz isolated far away from them reading "To Kill A Mocking Bird"... well well well... wat can i say... Jo and made him intro himself to Amos and then everything wuz onto a bright start... Aos strated wif announcements... then intro... or wuz it the other way around... well well well... after &lt;em&gt;dear&lt;/em&gt; Serene and Jacklyn turned up... Amos led us in a game of "Mafia"... well.. i fink Polar Bear's nicer... and lets play it during the gat shall we... =D the first game wuz okay lar.. then it strated to get funnier... Lenard kept getting killed or voted to be killed... until the 3rd round when he wuz really the Mafia... LOL... okay... I got killed like 3 times out of four also... the last round we added a "spy" and apparently Edmund got it and disabled my murder of Serene... well well well... but it wuz fun lar... Amos then explained abt Christian denominations dot dot dot... ate lunch at Mac... Darren wuz being very friendly apparently.. to Cheryl...we were &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; late for Speedlite... Jo and I weer avoiding Jacklyn(usher head)... [the 2 Jacklyns dat r mentioned are diff] anyhow... we managed to slide thru... pastor Henry spoke todae... kewl... talked abt spiritual gifts... the song wuz nice... and we decided to go Costa Sands... but in the end we got too caught up wif playing... called JS and his reply wuz "I wuz waiting for you to call... wuz sitting in my room wif nothing to do, obviously i'll join you all"... look at wat the hols haf done... =| well well well... played volley... and apparently beat our record of 42 by 54... kewl! Darren called zhiwen to come.. apparently he told JS and him dat he wanted to sleep... oh well... visa wuz out... oh well again . sharan declined &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; offer but accepted Darren's... well well well.. went up to get bball... this wierd guy hu apparently tortured his bro join us... and &lt;em&gt;every&lt;/em&gt;time i got the ball... Darren would shout "xiao xin, hou mian you gui" and when i turned arnd... JS wld be behind me and i apparently wld get a shock of my life and lose the ball to him... oh well... okay... got escorted home by bro... took a shower and went off to get a cake for couz... bet wif my dad that he wuz 18 not 17... my dad's idea... so apparently got there and took abit of pizza... then scrolled thru couz's inbox.... ehehe... played stuff on the comp wif aunt and other couz... kewl... went to eat proper dinner and then cut the cake... I won the bet! all my dad cld say wuz "You bro pay hor... coz it's he hu said it wuz 17 anywaez" =| well well well... nothing much l8er... joked arnd and wished couz all the best if he wuz bringing bro out tml... lol... kkz... it's rather late... sighz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-107020859434261710?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107020859434261710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107020859434261710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107020859434261710' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-107010384039974062</id><published>2003-11-29T19:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-29T19:28:58.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-yawns- woke up extra early to... uh... play... yea... okay... ppl were complaing.. but anyhow... i went to shower then went downstairs to meet Hui Yi... erk... Eugene wuz wif her... she almost strangled me... well well well... went to bball court, Darren n Zhiwen were already there liao... and we were all greeted by "Very &lt;em&gt;early&lt;/em&gt; hor?" wat can i say... sorri... so apparently we played abit of volley... then decided to play bbal wif my volley ball.. well well well... Eugene and Zhiwen got to choose... doh... well... the teamings were &lt;em&gt;okay&lt;/em&gt; in a sense... but darren made such a beeeeeg deal over it... wat can i say... well... i twisted my ankle... &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;... not exactly lar.. i wuz sorta snatching the ball fr Hui Yi =D.. and i twisted it... painful lar... so the game wuz stopped... time healed the pain... Visa wuz still sleeeping... so no bball... Sharan and her bro &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; came... we borrowed a bball after playing a bit of capt ball.. it wuz okay... my bro came down... let him play lor... mum told me over the phone to put my phone in some pouch and &lt;em&gt;carry&lt;/em&gt; it... erk... let my bro carry for a while... in the end he got tired of it so he slung it on me... my mum and sis came for a shooort while... well... wat can i say... we went to the badminton court to sorta play volley... it got boring so we played capt ball... i scraped my finger on some thingy some person wuz wearing... got tired got capt ball... so we sat arnd in one circle doing absolutely nothing but spinning the ball and observing the colors of it... darren got a &lt;em&gt;wonderful&lt;/em&gt; idea of playing some tournament thing... -shant comment much- it wuz lame after all but we still played coz we had nothing else to do... then we sat around again thinking of where to go... I had to go woodlands for usher GM... so i dint mind going causeway... sharan dint wanna go... hui yi wuz fine wif anything... zhiwen wanted to go home... darren wanted to go somewhere nice... in the end after &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; dat contemplation... we went to Raffles City... to eat... yea... Beef noodles... mmmm... sharan wuz the onli one not eating... so she carn tell me to eat when she doesnt eat, herself... hmph... left straight after lunch... went to Woodland LE... so kewl.. played blow wind blow... then some wierd two interesting facts thingy... and &lt;em&gt;dear&lt;/em&gt; usher head, Jacklyn dint know i played volley... "You played volley? Really?" "Ya" "I carn hit a volley ball for nuts but nvm" and one nice interesting fact abt assnt head usher...she used to work in LTA... and lol... placed a traffic light in the wrong location apparently... lol.. then came the serious stuff... we were dismissed early... so Jo, me and Sheena went off to the nearest foodcourt... which wuz juz the nxt building lar... the smell wuz soo... shall i say... aromatic... took 913 wif sheena and jo... then 969 all the way to Tampines... wif Jo... went off for piano.. and it &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to start raining... real hard... oh well... piano lesson as per norm i suppose... so nothing much lar... juz that i felt a bit thirsty... so went off to get bubble tea... while it wuz still drizzling... and slurped it all the way home in the drizzle wif an unopened umbrella in my hand... so dun be suprised that i come up wif fever the nxt day... =D okay... i wuz too lathargic to open the umbrella after piano... and practically shivered after i showered... &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;...  thanks to my mum... oh well... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-107010384039974062?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107010384039974062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107010384039974062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#107010384039974062' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-107010387984826347</id><published>2003-11-29T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-29T19:04:49.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Colours of the Wind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you own whatever land you land on&lt;br /&gt;The earth is just a dead thing you can claim&lt;br /&gt;But I know every rock and tree and creature&lt;br /&gt;Has a life, has a spirit, has a name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think the only people who are people&lt;br /&gt;Are the people who look and think like you&lt;br /&gt;But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger&lt;br /&gt;You'll learn things you never knew you never knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon&lt;br /&gt;Or ask the grinning bob cat why he grins&lt;br /&gt;Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain&lt;br /&gt;Can you paint with all the colors of the wind&lt;br /&gt;Can you paint with all the colors of the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest&lt;br /&gt;Come taste the sun-sweet berries of the earth&lt;br /&gt;Come roll in all the riches all around you&lt;br /&gt;And for once never wonder what they're worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rainstorm and the river are my brothers&lt;br /&gt;The heron and the otter are my friends&lt;br /&gt;And we are all connected to each other&lt;br /&gt;In a circle of a hoop that never ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon&lt;br /&gt;Or let the eagle tell you where he's been&lt;br /&gt;Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain&lt;br /&gt;Can you paint with all the colors of the wind&lt;br /&gt;Can you paint with all the colors of the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How high does the sycamore grow&lt;br /&gt;If you cut it down then you'll never know&lt;br /&gt;And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon&lt;br /&gt;For whether we are white or copper skinned&lt;br /&gt;We need to sing with all the voices of the mountain&lt;br /&gt;We need to paint with all the colors of the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can own the earth and still&lt;br /&gt;All you own is earth until&lt;br /&gt;You paint with all the colors of the wind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-107010387984826347?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107010387984826347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/107010387984826347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#107010387984826347' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-10699469218120896</id><published>2003-11-27T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T23:28:50.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i felt like posting this up... so bear wif it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yu Jian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ting jian dong tian de li kai&lt;br /&gt;Wo zai mou nian mou yue xing guo lai&lt;br /&gt;Wo xiang wo deng wo qi dai&lt;br /&gt;Wei lai que bu neng yin ci an pai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yin tian bang wan che chuang wai&lt;br /&gt;Wei lai you yi ge ren zai deng dai&lt;br /&gt;Xiang zuo xiang you xiang qian kan&lt;br /&gt;Ai yao guai ji ge wan cai lai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wo yu jian shei hui you zen yang de dui bai&lt;br /&gt;Wo deng de ren ta zai duo yuan de wei lai&lt;br /&gt;Wo ting jian feng lai zi di tie he ren hai&lt;br /&gt;Wo pai zhe dui na zhe ai de hao ma pai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wo wang qian fei fei guo yi pian shi jian hai&lt;br /&gt;Wo men ye chang zai ai qing li shou shang hai&lt;br /&gt;Wo kan zhe lu meng de ru kou you dian zhai&lt;br /&gt;Wo yu jian ni shi zui mei li de yi wai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhong you yi tian wo de mi di hui jie kai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-10699469218120896?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/10699469218120896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/10699469218120896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#10699469218120896' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-106994676585634610</id><published>2003-11-27T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T23:26:14.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wat can i say... yesterdae training kay lar... juz dat the mood got quite deary during the game... well well well.. n when my coach wuz lecturing... a worm sorta blew onto Jasmine... and apparently my coach squished it... erk... how could he.. juz one twist of his DNA he cld become a worm k? after dat i wuz informed by sharan that my bro went round asking for ppl's addys since he got his new msn account... erk... cheeky_frek@hotmail.com if anyone wants to add him... yea yea... my couz spelt "freak" wrongly while signing up for him... the first day he opened a convo... my sis wuz running here and there telling both of us hu replied liao... in the end my bro started spamming... like non-stop... i blocked... no choice... sigh... anywaez... i got 'dumped' by ppl and had to spend the entire afternoon with my bro.. at &lt;strong&gt;home&lt;/strong&gt;... well well well... sharan had errands to run and guitar... nic wuz sick... get well soon k? audrey had training, yuhui in China and dotz... so wat can i do but be a good gurl and go home... well well well..&lt;br /&gt;todae... arranged to go out... met nic mark and WQ at Bedok library... sorta worked things out for the chalet... for those who dunnoo already... it's gonna be held at Aranda Country Club on the 18th of Dec... details will be transmitted over the phone &lt;strong&gt;soon&lt;/strong&gt;... and uh... THANKS GABRIEL! okay... anywaez... i had a stinging headache and the more i drank hot choc the worst it got... sighz... nic wuz sick... but she got much better after those potato wedgies... eugene kept popping up... i dint reilly care... he wuz arranging something wif mark... my headache got worst... went to 2nd level to read bks... actually comics... cldnt really do much so nic suggested me sitting downa nd listening to music... and it wuz cannon in D... kewl! read some Peanuts and Dilbert comics wif Nic and WQ... JS came... after bball.. l8er we went off to Tampines... my place dere... took 31... JS wuz soooo comical when he called both Vis and zhiwen to come.. lol... went dere then played ABC B4 sharan came... i wuz doing exceptionally well.. lol... aired once but not so bad.. JS aired at the 3 pointer... LOL.. so i led juz one stage behind him lar.. Nic got sooo frustrated coz she aired twice... dey were making some joke abt ppl passing the ball to me... well well well... wat can i say... sharan came... got some chewing gum.. ehehe.. JS called Vis and Zhiwen again.. to Vis he wuz like harsh and vulgarities came out... for zhiwen it wuz totally the opposite... very comical.. in the end vis took a cab and when JS put down the phone saying Zhiwen wuz not coming... Mark took up his bag and wanted to leave... wat can i say... his excuse... "stay here do wat? We came here to play onli wat" "so zw not coming cannot play lar" and it goes on..in the end he styaed for capt ball and went off... well well well.. we played a match.. Vis kept choosing nic and called Sharan's bro the 28 kid... haha... l8er it started raining... so we sat in some pavillion thingy until the rain stopped... we were talking abt going to J8.. JS dint even noe where it wuz... lol... so rain stopped and we regrped... not exactly lar.. onli sharan and her bro switched place.. it wuz kinda a one sided game lar.. and Vis wuz pract saying that JS sux... well well well.. go ask him... so JS left and sharan's bro got my bro down.. erk.. boyz vs galz... well well well.. went off home and slacked.. mom brought a whole lot of clothes back.. well.. wat can i say... carn wait for tml's shopping spree... whee! but first... volley...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-106994676585634610?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106994676585634610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106994676585634610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106994676585634610' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-106983476589844202</id><published>2003-11-26T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T16:19:34.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/donarepa/1065503048_shmintquiz.JPG" border="0" alt="freshmint"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are &lt;b&gt;Fresh Mint&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You are caring and friendly.  You have a nurturing&lt;br&gt;personality and always help out a friend in&lt;br&gt;need.  You are fairly outgoing, and always show&lt;br&gt;a friendly face.  You truly care for other&lt;br&gt;people, and you show it.  However, you may&lt;br&gt;neglect your own responsibilites or become over&lt;br&gt;involved in your friends' personal affairs.&lt;br /&gt;Most Compatible With: Orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/donarepa/quizzes/Which%20Tic-Tac%20Flavor%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Tic-Tac Flavor Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo...  did i mention... i lurve orange tic tac.... -has gone nuts... pls forgive thou-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-106983476589844202?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106983476589844202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106983476589844202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106983476589844202' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-106977274179961922</id><published>2003-11-25T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T15:18:34.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>training... 11-2.. nothing much... at peichun... went off to meet mum at century square... well well well.. bro did something to sis... to her eye... oh well... i fink it's okay now anywaez... in Shop n Save... i wuz bugging my mum and maid to teach me how to choose stuffs coz i feel completely useless in a supermarket... mum asked us to choose apples... my maid approved 2 of wat i chose... she chose 5 and she approved 3 of my bro's... argh... why? am i &lt;em&gt;dat&lt;/em&gt; useless... the fish section... mum said when the body wuz hard... it wuz fresh... and when it wuz soft... it's not... pretty easy huh? and mum showed me... "this is soft and this is hard" there wuz no apparent difference! to me dat is... sigh... in the end i decided to leave for piano... after choosin ice cream dat is... the onli thing im preeeeetty okay at.. =P went for piano... nothing much.. the usuals.. then went off to grandma's hse for dinner... nothing much too... &lt;br /&gt;cell grp wuz at golden pines... went down the stairs in wierd usher outfit... actually not dat bad lar... met jun qiang dere... my gosh.. Amos dint tell him... well.. thank God he met me... went Golden pines... very boring cept for a few jokes uncle Patrick cracked... the three things we are supposed to do to the best of out ability:&lt;br /&gt;1)attendance in cell &lt;br /&gt;2)attendance in speedlite &lt;br /&gt;3)service in ministry&lt;br /&gt;Ushering wuz nice.. Grace and I did blocking... okay... we were being very mean... seeing our fellow ushers going in and out throwing rubbish while doing sanctury cleaniness... Juz at that time we were wondering how we were going to get out badges... Jeremy kindly handed me 2... but both had no pins at the back... well well well.. in the end we had to find some place to clip it on... Cindy asked grace to do stage offering... gd for her! after complaining dat she hadnt been asked to do much... debrief wuz with juz the few of us...the 'gat session of playin wuz cancelled... sigh... too lil' ppl wld turn up... Grace had to get swimmin costume apparently... Jo had to go shopping after that... Yuhui overseas... Audrey's church service wuz during that time and JS and Visa dint wanna come coz dey were playing CS... sigh... so went to eat lunch wif Joanne who went off straight after dat... then went home coz dad ordered me to... "I want you to come home to stay at home"... so i wuz juz supposed to be present at home eh? well well well... i wuz being a good gurl... so i went home... couz wuz at my place... apparently he wuz P5 and i dun really associate much wif him... anywaez my bro and him were playing the comp... &lt;em&gt;as usual&lt;/em&gt;... i wuz being boliao... the rest of the hse wuz sleepin... so i decided to bake brownies wif the extra box of brownie mix i had... i cldnt play the piano... apparently i went down to get vegetable oil... apparently gang hao that dae ran out... bought bro and company chocolates... arent i nice... -ego-... okie... so stayed cooped up in the kitchen.. and i have decided not . to . use . brownie . mix . anymore . coz sis developed some wierd allergy for too much chocolate.. and my sis's back started itching... poor thing... and i feel bad... so noooo mooore brooownies for a very loooong time at home.. went off to perternal's grandma's hse for dinner... since her hse wuz in Bedok.. we went to the night market dere juz for a look.. kewl!... the stuff we bought were unbelievable... i showed my mum wat toe socks were... she fell in love with them and bought a pair for each my bro and myself... kewl!... that's the advantage of knowing frenz like Mun Yi...&lt;br /&gt;Modae... woke up early coz apparently ad had to fetch sis and bro to their CL extra class for some wierd thing... so i had to tag along and ended up 1/2 an hour early for volley... played a bit with the P5s first and watched a match between the 'Beatty' teams... well well well.. training wuz okay lar... quite fun actually... after dat went boliao-ing wif sharan and her bro coz they were bored at home too.. nothing much...&lt;br /&gt;Todae wuz okay... and most of the time it rawked... actually decided to play bbal downstairs... but mum insisted we eat... well... i ate oreos + milk in the morning... but dad forced me to eat abit more... well.. so i did... abit lar... like 2 slices of toasted bread and a small ball of laksa.. wat my maid wuz having... my sis wanted a &lt;strong&gt;hard&lt;/strong&gt;-boiled egg but dose ppl gave her a &lt;strong&gt;half&lt;/strong&gt;-boiled egg... o... wat can i say... my mum asked her to try it... and you noe... dose liquidy eggy thing can be messy and it realli looked to disgusting for comsumption.. sis &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to try it... so apparently she lurved it sooo much... throughout the whole day she wuz askin for diff kinds of egg to eat... well well well... the court wuz occupied and so we went to the fitness corner... funny sia... dad took ages to 'warm up' as he put it and then crossed the monkey bars in one whole shot... well well well... me and my maid got along juz fine... my bro wuz showing off and mum juz sat dere... sis joined in whenever she could... then dad said "If your mum can do 10 sit ups... i'll give u $10" lol.. my mum sorta bu shuang.. she tried doing and gave the excuse that her back hurt coz of the friction with the bench... and she said "betcha your dad cannot do 20"... my dad obviously wanted to prove her wrong.. so uh... 'warmed up' &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt; and managed to do 20... kewl! so anyhow we went to couz's hse coz dad had to go fix comp... sice there wuznt anything else to do... for him dat is... mum, maid and i sat in front of TV and watched "Sabrina Goes to Rome"... or smth liddat... de rest went off to 'use' the play station... after dat boring session.. dad brought kids to watch movie and left me and my mum shopping.. i dint mind... =P basically bought lotza and lotza cheap stuff... my mum wuz complaining her legs ached... well.. mine dint.. cept for that poor twisted ankle... after the show dad and the rest met us and we went off to Newton Circle.. or smth liddat to hv dinner... nice food.. sis dint eat much... mum asked her wat else she wanted... her reply, "Eggs!" well well well... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-106977274179961922?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106977274179961922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106977274179961922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106977274179961922' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-106950120069684799</id><published>2003-11-22T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T22:51:30.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well well well... dear me had decided to go for volley and &lt;strong&gt;sacrifice&lt;/strong&gt; the trip to the mini funfair... erk.. wuz feeling very very &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; regretful in the morning.. i had to wake up extra early unlike teh others hu apparently had to meet at 8.15... wowie... my coach said he wld be late! We started playin first anyhow... when he came... we started spiking.. so did the injuries... well... we were practising with JC galz... and they are.. doh... cao ji strong... they're balls kept flying to the back.. and went i &lt;strong&gt;ran&lt;/strong&gt; to get it coz the cycle wuz getting unbalanced... i twisted my ankle... &lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt;... oww... dint let coach noe coz i'd rather not face the music... i still cld train lar... as i said.. the spiking wuz very strong... and a nice ball flew towards me... better still... towards my face... and even better still.. it hit it... well well well.. everyone saw that... cldnt hide it... coach asked me to wash my face and obviously i did.. owwww... &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;.. i didnt stay in the shade for too long... went off to the court n had my coach praising me for not wearing contacts... well well well... i fink i might have to wear 'em very soon lor... okay.. played somemore... then practised serving.. after that the guyz and hwachong galz played a match.. coach practised our formations.. Suzana and I were on the other side wif my coach.. so apparently it wuz the 6 of 'em agnst me, my coach and Suzanna... very fun lar... coach got me to spike... erk.. and when the ball came... i pract dived to the floor... hooked the ball up and palms slammed against the rough surface... &lt;strong&gt;why&lt;/strong&gt; did i do that... and all my coach said wuz "very good amanda"... erk... well.. it's good to hear that lar... but not exactly when u had occured a very painful wrist... when that ralley wuz over.. coach suddenly tossed the vb to me... i caught it and threw it back... "Eh eh eh..." wuz all that wuz heard fr him n a wierd smile... then he threw it back.. fine.. this time i hit it up... got to spike and wrist almost dislocated.. wuz &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to take a cab wif XH... apparently his briefing got postponed to 12.. i excused myself at 12 coz i wuz realli despo to get to the mini funfair... took a cab.. mum sorta permitted =P... went back... everything wuz sorta okay lar.. cept the pen thingys... but they had managed to sell quite a lot... okay... i wuz limping around... tried not to make it so obvious so tried to walk normally... n i had been too lazt at hwa chong to take off my knee guards... wore em there... well well well.. had many ppl comenting on em and shih ee better still.. kicking em.. finally took em off and helped out... okay... i spent most of my time helping Zhang lao shi pack the bottle of drinks and count money.. then l8er push the heavy box using a trolley to the sick bay... dear Sharan wuz ordering me to eat... i obviously passed it off with 'l8er'... sorri.. she also dint let me push the trolley coz she sorta noticed my limping... oh well... sorri... i fink she got quite pissed.. after all that... helped Aud and YH sell the hot dogs.. we totally went mad... lol.. went home to change.. then went off to arcade... Nic felt very bu shuang abt Mark beating her in every race.. as in Daytona n Star Wars... played abit of hockey then went off.. roamed arnd Toys R Us... made some jokes here and there... then went off... okay... Aud and I sorta arranged the nxt day... Mrs Choo invited some of us to help out... sigh... lil' me &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to et it at 8.25... well well well.. i wuz &lt;em&gt;trying&lt;/em&gt; to be a lil' helpful and did a pen thingy while sitting in my nice comfy bed... the nxt thing i knew... my maid wuz tapping me on the shoulder "you're supposed to meet ur frenz issit?" &lt;strong&gt;OOPS&lt;/strong&gt;... i must have dozed off which means i must have not set my alarm clock which means i have not informed anyone to wake me up too which means... &lt;strong&gt;I wuz late!&lt;/strong&gt;... sorri guyz... practically rushed out of the house in 5-10 min.. whoa... record breaking... and i &lt;strong&gt;must&lt;/strong&gt; emphasize... &lt;em&gt;Darren&lt;/em&gt;... i brushed my teeth, I washed my face and I brushed my hair... I even drank a glass of milk... so there... okay... my eyes cld hardly open in sch... we were informed that some health person wuz to be coming to check... we dint have a lisence which means we cldnt sell... which means we moved to the sick bay to sell... which means what we were doing wuz illegal... well well well.. it wuz fun... but not as fun as on the real fun fair... Zhang lao shi and Mrs Choo practically gave me all the 'qing song' stuff to do and left the rest to the guyz... hehe... she got me to wash some cloth... clean the table then wash it again.. Mrs Choo got me to write the price thingys... fun fun fun... lalala... we were practically mad rushing for the 1st 50 hotdogs which were given to the P6 GEPers and GEP 'chers and of corse.... &lt;strong&gt;us&lt;/strong&gt;... free... as Zhang lao shi had put it "Yong Han... no quality control!" Well... wat can I say.. we mad rushed.. then had to send a hotdog to Ms Joycelyn Tan...  uh oh... but she wuz nice lar... [do not stare at me liddat] "Thanks Amanda and send my regards to your parents!"... wierd... but okay... well.. she &lt;strong&gt;knows&lt;/strong&gt; my parents... she came from the same pri. sch as my mum... acc. my mum she wuz a prefect and choir member in church... "can tell can tell"... well.. and she wuz camp mates with my dad... wat can i say... i had to wear the "Fair Helper" badge coz Mrs Choo put it on for me.. and i cldnt possibly take it off rite... we sold the stuff to the teachers... first i went wif darren... good response... Mrs Corine Wee &lt;em&gt;actually&lt;/em&gt; bought 12 &lt;em&gt;actual&lt;/em&gt; hotdogs for her pri students... kewl!.. Aud and I went arnd selling the left over buns.. lol... we discovered a basketball hoop at one of the teacher's desk.. and the name thingy hanging on the wall read "MR ARI aka the Matrix" okay okay... we were thrilled by that... but isnt thrilling? =P we went down down down the spirally staircase into the general office... very wierd... but kewl... went back and then sat and rested.. helped wash up sorta did the pen thingys... Yong Han wuz totally &lt;strong&gt;wierd&lt;/strong&gt; manz... "no. 5 why you go there?" "no. 3, your turn" he wuz speaking to the strings... when asked why he wuz talking to himself... "Dere wuz no one in the room wad" Hey...Mr Kok Yong Han... &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; wuz in the room kae? Anyhow... after everything wuz done... Mrs Choo offered to give us a treat... apparently we dint feel comfortable but she obliged us to... too bad zhiwen 'n' darren left B4 dat... =P okay... wrong move amanda... i wuz complaining abt gastric... and audrey had to make it such a beeeeeg deal... nvm.. during Mrs Choo's absense to do her email thingy... we were discussing how to pay her back her money... dere were great suggestions... but in the end we decided to choose the foodcourt and pretend to not know wat to eat... after we had already walked one round we had bought our food... something liddat lar... in the end Mrs Choo decided to bring us to KFC... Vic, audrey, me and yong han sat at the back discussing while Mark &lt;em&gt;entertained&lt;/em&gt; Mrs Choo... it wuz all decided and planned out.. I wld distract Mrs Choo while she wuz paying and audrey wld sneak 20 bucks into her handbag... if it failed.. there wuz plan B... while she went to wash hands... we wld put it into her handbag... but unfortunately... both plans failed... she wuz quite pissed tho... sigh... we were eating and dumped all the nuggets on Mrs Choo since she wuz onli eating one chicken... and those guyz... &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to make a beeeeg fuss over my sms-ing... fine.. they found out dat it wuz zhiwen... so? imean.. he wuz asking where we were rite? it's onli normal that when someone leaves early they wld be curious to find out where we were rite? well well well... and believe it or not.. i lost the argument and even Mrs Choo got brainwashed by them... 6 agsnt 1... wat can i say... we went off to the arcade... poor Yong han kept losing at racnig... and the hockey thing wuz spoilt... sighz... i had to rush off to the volley chalet... &lt;em&gt;dear&lt;/em&gt; Mrs Bok made it compulsory... i went dere and we were all staring at the TV... then Mable and Huiyi started pillow fighting... during dat time the sec 2s asked us to call Mrs Bok when Holland V started... oh well.. she and Mdm Marina were discussing hu tehy dint like and wat they think wld happen nxt... well well well.. DHS ppl... ur sec 2 Geog tchr... and dear 2L's form teacher... well well well.. we ate stuffa nd were playing some secret number game.. loser gets to get food... quite fun lar.. then we went off to play volley... after that Sec 2s asked us to barbecue stuff... went off to get some wierd cheap ball and played monkey with the sec2s... followed by some wierd capt ball game... very fun... went off with Hui Yi, Suzanna and Iris.. some sec 4 guy &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;to send hui yi to the bus stop... eh eh eh... hey.. it's not juz me thinking wierd... wel.. SUzanna made the right move to say dat she had to take out something in her shoe... which wuz true.. Iris and I waited and asked the both of 'em to go first... and they did! kewl eh? well... they weer talking but dat sec 4 guy ye zhen shi de... as Suzana pointed out he dint help hui yi carry the tray... okay okay.. im being lame... when we got out of the chalet viccinity... they took the dark path... and Iris came up with the nice idea of taking the bright-lit one... hui yi took a mighty long time to call us and we gave her the reason that we wanted to see Christmas decos.. wait... pwease guyz... do . not . learn . from . us . if you &lt;strong&gt;ever&lt;/strong&gt; wanna sabotage me k? =P... okay... im being lame . again... the nxt day went hwa chong to train... got hit by the ball again... but it wuz fun... we got to play in the squash court as it wuz raining... kewl rite... no offence... coach had to promise us training todae B4 we were willing to go home.. nothing much lar... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-106950120069684799?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106950120069684799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106950120069684799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106950120069684799' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-106916844213639079</id><published>2003-11-18T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T21:27:35.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay okay... 4 days have passed... i havent blogged... actually i havent &lt;em&gt;published&lt;/em&gt; for the last 6 daes.. well... now i have... Saturday... lemme see... o... okay... the previous nite i slept quite late... set alarm clock to 5.30... thot i could make my way to sch myself so i wldn't bother dad... okay... i kinda argued wif my mum in the mornin coz i woke up late... she apparently thot my alarm clock wuz &lt;strong&gt;too&lt;/strong&gt; early and turned it off... onli to wake me up at 7.10... I had to get to sch at 7.30 acc. Terence dot dot dot... washed up and prepared in a fluster and kinda in a &lt;strong&gt;bad&lt;/strong&gt; mood... okay... sorri mom.. sorri dad... but dad wuz still very nice... called hui yi... she said juz come to sch... but no... &lt;em&gt;dear&lt;/em&gt; darren had to shout into the phone "The bus is leaving!" and "Oi, you all dun wanna get up the bus ar?" wat can i say... i wuz in a fluster... so apparently i believed him and asked my dear dad to fetch me to the ITE straight... oo... wat did i find out.. I wuz &lt;strong&gt;too&lt;/strong&gt; early reachin' there at 8... hui yi said the bus wuz leaving at 8.30... erk lar... had to wait there wif Vina for 1 hr + B4 the bus arrived... onli to hear darren laughing and go "I din't know u wld be sooooo gullible"... [doesnt wish to say anymore]... so went into exhibition hall... soon got bored and sat down... we started on the pen thingy and darren and i borrowed nic's lyrics... of de puppy love CD tt is.. then got on to play truth or dare... okay... u can see how &lt;strong&gt;bored&lt;/strong&gt; we realli were... -now strongly abhores Truth or Dare- dun ask.. went into theatre.. first speaker wuz some ACS(i) guy... hui yi noticed he had spiked hair... well well well.. we were all also very bored except mebbe a lil laughter here and there... dad totally paid attention... i wonder how he did that... Rui Jie wuz doin penmenship... sigh... i dint bring.. so l8er Yvonne, Darren and I met Visa and Zhiwen for lunch... we were trying to shake Eugene off and dat apparently led to JS and Mark tellin me on MSN how depressed Eugene wuz of how he thinks i hate him dot dot dot... wat can i say... erk... l8er went off to Heartland mall... since Yvonne wuz naggin so much abt me eating less than a 1/4 of the bowl of prawn noodles we were sharing... i ate abit more... shopped a bit and we were sorta challenging ourselves at the find 'Wally' thing... lol... rushed off to piano.. did abit of scales then teacher let me play from her bk... kewl... nice song... apprently went off to Grandma's hse for dinner... sunday.. totally freaky... first i went online to help Amos prepare last minute worship... then in the end he said no time... erk... then he wuz talking abt b daes and how he had forgotten all ours... so apprently he bought smth and gave it to us as bdae gifts... wierd! it wuz some ostrich thingy... very cute... i got purple... apprently we gotta choose our fave colours... then he wuz talking abt the gift of tongues and teenhood... dint go for speedlite coz i apparently followed jo to big bkshop then to photocopy stuff when it started to rain... of alll daes not to bring an umbrella... l8er darren called coz he wuz very bo liao... sharan and i also discussing boringness... in the end she suggested a baking spree... welll... why not? to cut the long discussion short on the conference call... sharan and i met tp get the ingredients and went off to Zhiwen's hse.. lol.. they were fussing abt how fussy and accurate i wuz... wat's wrong wif dat? darren went on a spree dirtying ppl with flour... i dunno wat wuz happening and apparently dint notice some mark he made on my &lt;strong&gt;forehead&lt;/strong&gt; well... thanks to Sraan and Zhiwen i managed to find out and get it off... Zhiwen's dad wuz asking us to eat smth... coz dey were having dinner... well.. we &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to eat dinner somewhere else... so apparently declined his offer... we apprently tried to make ourselves scarce as soon as possible... sorri... we dint know wat else to do.. mdm john called on my hp... said that we were supposed to report at 7 instead of 8 the next day... hey... dat's a &lt;strong&gt;huge&lt;/strong&gt; diff kay? Went off to Grandma's hse first... aunt d/l a nice game... very nice i suppose... then nothing much lar... ate dinner the went home.. woke up quite early and dad gave me a lift.. mdm john met us dere and we took a huge bus dere... comical... we were lookin out for hui yi in her car... and all the time whe it wuznt her.... Mun Yi wld go... "no frizzy hair"... lol... and when she had finally arrived... Mun Yi reemmebered tt the tchr in "the magic sch bus" wuz called ms frizzel... and out sch bus dat day wuz &lt;strong&gt;bright yellow&lt;/strong&gt;... yea yea... it's lame but funny at least rite? reached there and hung abt... had mr ken directing us to teh place for us to 'get a bite'... he wuz asking us to 'go straight!' 'I dint asked u guyz to go sideways ya noe?' well.. we followed the red bick road!... got something to eat then went back... had some opening ceremony... we were bored while waiting for 'em to start.. sittinga t the top most galley sorta thing.. someone's bk fell off the ledge... lol.. and someone threw a paper aeroplane... uh oh... councellor came up... mun yi and hui yi were folding origami... lol... they made some lizard thing... nic and i were doin the pen thingy.. there some Terence Heng hu made a presentation.. there wuz a certain uproar within nic shib and js... well well well... when we were making out way out... some RI 'cher i fink.. went "and nice gecko" to Mun Yi and Hui Yi... haha... went out for tea reception... they had &lt;strong&gt;superb&lt;/strong&gt; food... Nic wuz sayin tt it wuz  good reception but not &lt;em&gt;tea&lt;/em&gt; reception coz they dint have any tea!... untill Mun Yi found out they had.. anywaez... we were sitting nxt to the glass ledge/wall on the 2nd floor... we could see Mr Ken having sitting at a table wif a very unfamiliar female person... well... the others got wierd ideas... &lt;em&gt;as usual&lt;/em&gt;... Mdm John wuz like "They're not intimate enuff... and Mr Ken's married..." o... of corse that striked off "tsk tsk tsk Mr Ken"... and mdm john wuz like "Mr Ken is very devoted to his wife ya noe... and if you really want &lt;em&gt;intimate&lt;/em&gt;... then go see wat Nicole and Shi Bao does on the comp"... haha... I helped decorate the tatoo on John the Gecko's arm.. it read "I Love Stella"... well well well.. mdm john wuz interogating us on dat... then we proceeded to the first story... decided to do the spy things we see on TV... so we sat at the table Bside Mr Ken and his &lt;em&gt;aqquaintance&lt;/em&gt;... and Nic took up a newspaper and attempted to poke two 'eyeholes' in 'em... but it ended up in a huge hole... but dat'll do too... she used it to cover her face and faced the direction of Mr Ken... it wuz comical.. went into the theatre again for some lecture... wat can i say.. mdm john fell asleep acc. chin and the others... tsk tsk tsk... the lecturer wuz talking abt cosmic dust and shades... practically toooooo chim... we were released early and then waited for the bus... mdm john scolded some tCHS guyz for throwingstones at each other and some of us for blowing up the umbrella holders.... o... we sat in a circle and started playin "Truth or Dare".. &lt;strong&gt;wif mdm john&lt;/strong&gt;.. well.. i thot it wld be pretty safe with her arnd... so i played... okay... the bottle &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to turn to me... flapped my arms like a chicken apparently... then it wuz mdm john... she chose truth coz she dint like my dare... and we asked her her deepest darkest secret... apparently she said she wuz angelic... so she dint hv any secrets... so we asked her wat her countless medical leaves were for... she said psycological observation thingy... wat can i say... even 'chers dun tell de truth... so why shld we? [looks at ppl hu gives me wierd questions for truth or dare] we got up teh bus and &lt;em&gt;interviewed&lt;/em&gt; mdm john... we asked her how she met her hubby... okay... lame... but anyhow... from dat we found out dat she used to work as a prison officer!!!! yes DHS ppl... mdm john... we then went off to uh... wait... we went &lt;strong&gt;home&lt;/strong&gt;... then i went out again i fink.. [has everything erased from my memory] :D wuz last minute informed abt training at hwa chong... so apparently i told mable i cldn't go coz we had to prepare the mini fun fair thingy.. woke up at 7 and  apparently met Sharan at mrt station... we cldn't find cocoa powder... so apparently we met Nic first and she wuz complaining bout waking up exceptionally early.. it wuz onli mi, sharan, her and Grace coz Nic dint want any (rowdy, non famliar) guyz... scooted off to NTUC... onli to find out that they also dint haf cocoa powder.. so we decided on baked chocolate... and the hershey's recipe... calculated everything and took a bus to Nic's hse... -shalt not go into details of the baking- dear Grace wuz comenting on how diabetic the brownies which were to be fed to those 'gulible' P1s and P2s... wat can i say... Nic's grandma cooked luch for us... how nice [as in both the person and the food]... arent i nice too... -ego- sorri... baked 2nd batch and then Sharan and Grace did the 3rd batch.. me and Nic played the piano... the for the fourth batch it wuz vice versa... amusing and fun i suppose... when everything in the kitchen wuz done... we played Sims on the comp... actually Nic played... the others gave &lt;em&gt;terrific&lt;/em&gt; ideas abt wat to do with the ppl... and obviously the ppl's names were indeed very familiar.. i shant talk abt wat they did.. those sick sick sadistic ppl... when it comes to Sims imean.. after everything... we went down to do the pen thingys.. we played Mun Yi's CD first... Grace left after doing "Amber" and convincing us hers wuz sub standard.. then we played 'Puppy Love'.. apparently Nic and Sharan complained it wuz tooooo lurvesick... hey.. the songs in there are nice okay... and they apparently skipped the nice songs like "All abt you" and so on... We then played the Blue CD while doing the "poster" for the nxt dae... went home wif Sharan... took 81... well.. went spotlight and then popular... went down to shop and save to get brownie mix for sharan... found cocoa powder dere but dat wuz not what i sorta wanted... sigh... so went NTUC.... met Zhiwen there to pass him a pen to wind thread on... went off to the baking sectiona nd cldnt find cocoa powder..erk... had no &lt;strong&gt;other&lt;/strong&gt; choice but to get some wierd brownie mix thing... clara called and apparently told me dere wuz training the nxt day... decided to pass the pens we had bought to Zhiwen so dat if i dint turn up tml then at least they still wld have the pens.. yes... and indeed i found out how useless i m in the supermarket.. oh well.. -goes to sleep early and decides to go for training tml- =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-106916844213639079?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106916844213639079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106916844213639079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106916844213639079' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-106882245630977519</id><published>2003-11-14T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T22:32:25.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well . another 2 days has passed . an &lt;em&gt;eventful&lt;/em&gt; 2 days . alarm clock dint ring... but apparently I got woken up by a sudden blast of caklephony (is tt how u spell it?) well... ok... my bro's voice cld be heard thruout the hse... apparently trying to break my mom's force and rest in peaceful sleep.. cldnt sleep with all that noise... so apparently I got up... at 6+ a.m during the hols! On the day I'm totally free of volley or watsoever bothersome serious sch stuff... sorri... is currently flustered wif IRS tml... so I lay on the bed... trying to slip into slumber and awaited the departure of my brother from the house... it wuz... indeed... finally over... I tried... yet the dreams cldn't last for long... so got up slightly B4 8, did the neccesary grooming over wat tiredness had done and lay on the sofa... maid noticed and informed me tt she wuz going to the doc's l8er... I then got up from the ever comfy sofa and plonked myself into the chair and switched on the comp... erk... no one online... so apparently I had a brainwave... found recipe for brownies and started baking... well.. actually went down to buy the ingredients first... -shalt not go into the details of the baking- finished quite early...as in B4 the meet up time... Grace called and enquired abt my dress code apparently... in the end we decided to go in &lt;em&gt;casual&lt;/em&gt; ushering attire coz her mom asked her too... and she dintwanna be the odd one out... so... I decided to take a shower... ok... i wuz ready at 12+ when I wuz supposed to meet the rest at 1.30 and travelling time wuz 10 min... okay... not as bad as Darren and Zhiwen I fink... they went to the library apprently and when i juz got onto the bus... I received an sms... well... it went something like "Oh my god, I think I juz saw zhi wen in Tampines Regional library. Can anyone confirm it?" farnee... but the no wuz alien... as in i did not have it in my phone book... thot it wuz some gal... okie.. found out it wuz Aaron... kewl... got onto the bus... realised I had forgotten to top up my card the day B4... drats... I sank down in the front seat after gettin that meddlesome ticket and I heard "Amanda" from behind... Mrs Choo wuz dere... got up and sat nxt to her apparently... and &lt;em&gt;talked&lt;/em&gt;... reached the meet up place... those guyz certainly &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt;a problem with wat i wuz wearing ne? Anyhow... lunch wuz totally well... the guyz were at one side and the galz were at the other... &lt;em&gt;talking&lt;/em&gt;.. anyhow... the guyz went off to the arcade and we galz went to get the ticks... thanks to sharan actually... she wuz apparently wearing her sch u... in the end the 3 of us decided to tag along... arranged the meeting time and then went off to Montip... met 'em.. got popcorn and went in... okay.. the movie wuz nice to us galz... but the guyz... i dunno... sharan kept glancing over to see their reactions... &lt;strong&gt;wierd&lt;/strong&gt;... so nothin much l8er... went arnd bo liao... contemplated on Yun Yuan's ball... then on where we cld go nxt... in the end they decided my place... so i went up and heaved down 3 balls and drinks as darren odered.... thank God Sharan followed me up... bro came down too coz he wuz crying coz i initially wldn't let him go coz of &lt;strong&gt;bad&lt;/strong&gt; experiences...yea... the reasons... sharan apparently dint see wat wuz so bad abt it... in the end i let him go... went off to the bball court... JS had bought a new ball earlier tt day... well... wat can i say... he had indeed lost his ball &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;... the guyz were taking turns to play bball with bro... i wuz teaching Grace and Sharan how to play volley... we tried hitting the ball arnd, witt Darren and Zhiwen alternating too... Sharan fell... poor thing... after a while i fell... sorta twisted my ankle... the funny thing is i got up immediately and limped back to a chair... okay... the pain in my poor ankle wuz mild compared to the torture of dizziness... okay.. mebbe i dint eat cept a few brownies and popcorn... but still... most of the others too rite? well... i wuz trying to convince sharan that i wuz okay... she wuz practically trying to force me to eat something... thanks anywaez... ^.^ ... &lt;em&gt;tried&lt;/em&gt; to play a bit more volley... suceeded... hehe... Zhiwen lent me his BSB bk... thanks!... Darren wuz totally making &lt;strong&gt;alot&lt;/strong&gt; of noise... dunno wat's his prob... in the end he asked mi to photocopy the bk for him... so in the end i get all the work... well... sigh... apparently my bro &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to tell my mum abt me not eating and all that as he had found out fr all the comotion which had took place... well... mum got &lt;em&gt;quite&lt;/em&gt; angry and started lecturing me abt gastric and stuff... apparently she sorta found out i twisted my ankle... requested that she took a look and found it swollen.. okay.. i dint know that... i thot it wuz some internal bruise thingy... hu knows... it got swollen... she practically rubbed ointment on it and obviously it hurt... and as i had learnt abit fr yuhui... i sorta let out screams... okay... squeals mebbe... sorri neighbours... oops... guess i shall go off... oww... how can i face Mr Lim tomorrow i wonder...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-106882245630977519?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106882245630977519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106882245630977519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106882245630977519' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-106864633357044553</id><published>2003-11-12T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-12T22:12:18.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay... i've changed the music... and i noe my tagboard's down... sigh... im too lathargic lar... and to those hu has &lt;strong&gt;never ever&lt;/strong&gt; heard 98 degrees in their life... here u go... okay.. todae wuz freaky... woke at 7+ all myself... i fink it wuz coz i slept at 11 plus coz i practically dozed off after bringing my hp into the room... but slept B4 even charging it... :| sigh... wat can i say... bro also got up... he wuz watchin Jurassic Park wif me buzzing in his ear to stop.. all he cld say wuz.."why? u scared ar?" in the end he stopped... played a &lt;em&gt;nicer&lt;/em&gt; classic thanks to me... "charlie and the choc fact"... okay... sorri.. Vina... bad bad memories eh? but apparently darren and shib arrived... so turned off the TV... Shib found a broom in the lift in his block and lugged it on 27 and up my hse... uh,... well.. tt's SB i guess... Nic and WQ came nxt... followed by JS and the Mark... cldnt realli discuss &lt;strong&gt;much&lt;/strong&gt; coz siblings played Pokemon... everyone wuz watching... &lt;strong&gt;wierd&lt;/strong&gt;... had speg for lunch... mmmmm... then rushed off to volley tournament... wif em coz they went to SB's hse... saw this guy standing at the entrance... thot it wuz my coach and i thot i wuz late... but it wuzn't... and i wuzn't.. thank God... so warmed up.. then played agnst JunYuan... well... my coach put me in for ze second set... ok.. shant keep ze suspense... we won... i wuznt realli in a gd mood... nvm... l8er decided to meet sharan... wrong move sia.. she dragged me up to tam mall.. to Yamaha.. coz she had guitar lesson... dumped her bag on me and walked off... mean rite she? it wuz totally freaky lorz... when we were at the 2nd floor... she purposely made up a lie tt she saw zw in sports link... well... of corse i dint realli believe her coz she did tt like... more than once... then i found out he realli wuz in tam mall.. well.. then Hui Yi and the other volley ppl passed by... chatted wif them for a while... felt sooo pathetic.. I wuz stranded and being forced to wait for a fren... erk.. then happened to meet zw... wierd... he wuz &lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt; yamaha and i wuz &lt;em&gt;outside&lt;/em&gt;... all thanks to sharan... he went off to meet his mum i suppose... when sharan came out... i saw mi piano teacher... coming out of yamaha... &lt;strong&gt;wierd&lt;/strong&gt;... we were juz browsing arnd... then saw komathi in a pink stripey shirt... kewl!... &lt;strong&gt;wierd&lt;/strong&gt;... later we were at burger king... sharan and i got an sms almost at the same time... it wuz from our respective mums... and both said &lt;strong&gt;exactly&lt;/strong&gt; the same thing... "call me"... uh... &lt;strong&gt;wierd&lt;/strong&gt;... well.. wat can i say... carn wait for tml's absolutely free fr volley day... whee! ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-106864633357044553?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106864633357044553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106864633357044553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106864633357044553' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-106855960505749126</id><published>2003-11-11T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T22:06:49.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part Of Your World &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he’s right.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there is something wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;I just don’t see how a world that,&lt;br /&gt;That makes such wonderful things...could be bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this stuff. Isn’t it neat?&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn’t you think my collection’s complete?&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn’t you think I’m the girl&lt;br /&gt;The girl who has ev’rything? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this trove, treasures untold&lt;br /&gt;How many wonders can one cavern hold?&lt;br /&gt;Looking around here, you’d think&lt;br /&gt;Sure, she’s got ev’rything &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got gadgets and gizmos a-plenty&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got who’s-its and what’s-its galore&lt;br /&gt;You want thing-a-ma-bobs?&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got twenty&lt;br /&gt;But who cares? No big deal&lt;br /&gt;I want more &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be where the people are&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see, wanna see ‘em dancin’&lt;br /&gt;Walkin’ around on those&lt;br /&gt;Whaddya call ‘em? Oh, feet &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flippin’ your fins, you don’t get too far&lt;br /&gt;Legs are required for jumpin’, dancin’&lt;br /&gt;Stollin’ along down the&lt;br /&gt;What’s that word again? Street &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up where they walk, up where they run&lt;br /&gt;Up where they stay all day in the sun&lt;br /&gt;Wanderin’ free, wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;Part of that world &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I would give if I could live&lt;br /&gt;Out of these waters&lt;br /&gt;What I would pay to spend a day&lt;br /&gt;Warm on the sand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betcha on land they understand&lt;br /&gt;Bet they don’t reprimand their daughters&lt;br /&gt;Bright young women sick of swimmin’&lt;br /&gt;Ready to stand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ready to know what the people know&lt;br /&gt;Ask ‘em my questions, get some answers&lt;br /&gt;What’s a fire? and why does it&lt;br /&gt;What’s that word? Burn? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When’s it my turn?&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn’t I love, love to explore&lt;br /&gt;That shore up above, out of the sea&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;Part of that world &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly have this obsession wif this song... wierd... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-106855960505749126?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106855960505749126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106855960505749126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106855960505749126' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-106855953920219306</id><published>2003-11-11T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T22:05:44.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay... todae wuz completely bo liao... woke up in the morning at 5.45am... amazing eh? okay... I wuz woken up by tt sms tone.. wierd.. I usually cant hear it.. but todae... somehow it woke me up... =&gt; yea it wuz sharan.. we had &lt;em&gt;indeed&lt;/em&gt; arranged to meet up as both of us had stuff on in/near sch at 8. Being kiasu.. I told her to meet me at 8.45 at int... apparently I reached aljunid at 7.15... took the bus... received a call fr Iris hu asked me to wait for her... Sec 2s &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; brought one ball... Iris said they looked retarded... but why not? De rest were in sch gettin balls for us Sec 1s... they took &lt;strong&gt;ultra&lt;/strong&gt; long... we had to play &lt;em&gt;wif&lt;/em&gt; the pillar... &lt;strong&gt;pillar&lt;/strong&gt;... not wall.. tt wuz practically why everyone's balls kept flying all over the place... but anyhow... then paired up wif Clara... coach wuz trying to correct &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; single mistake i made... well... wat can i say...since I dint do much todae... I shall blog on my coach's amazingly &lt;strong&gt;interesting&lt;/strong&gt; speech...&lt;br /&gt;He started off with tellin us wat mistakes we made... then talked abt the tornament and experiences... "Experience is a hard teacher, because she gives the test first, the lesson afterwards" it moved on to pain... sayin tt he cld say tt breaking a bone is very painful... but he cldnt say &lt;em&gt;how&lt;/em&gt; painful coz he had no experience... he went on to the worst kinda pain... child birth... uh... ya.. he went on to say how painful it is and how it is the painfulest and the most long suffering kinda pain... well... we &lt;em&gt;were&lt;/em&gt; giggling... whispers of "He went thru B4 ar" went arnd... wat can I say... he then went on to call Singaporeans fools or something liddat coz when they 'born a child'... as he put it.. they juz 'ask the doctor to cut and then the baby is born! They can even choose the birthdate of the child' as he put it again... he went on to say how his wife wuz very brave coz he dint allow her to go thru cizerian(however u spell dat)... and abt how he went home to watch TV until the ten hours wuz over... okay... by the way he described it I wuz very amused... he then moved on to signs of volley... signals dot dot dot... and posed a question abt how long the net wuz... after he very willingly gave the ans of &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; tt brain wrecking... he went on to square balls... saying tt Huazhong's balls are kept in some cabinet for hours... and when they are taking out they are not exactly round... he dragged rugby in apprently... saying tt the ball is 'buldging out in the middle' and pointed at the two ends... saying tt it would indeed bounce forward... not upward like a nice round volleyball :&gt;... we went comenting on how pathetic a situation we were in... Charlotte asked whether we could use the squash courts... apparently tt led to Mr Lim insulting squash... commenting the the fat guy will alwaez win yadayadayada... well.. he wuz indeed obsessed with eyeballs... after tt &lt;em&gt;long&lt;/em&gt; talk... he asked us to find some dark corner to watch a video on some &lt;strong&gt;small&lt;/strong&gt; screen of his video cam 10+ ppl watching from a screen less than 10cm by 10cm in dimensions... amazing eh? We spiked against the walls for a while... then trained with the coach... sorta one on one.. but very fun lar... got our bags and I had to carry an extra bag wif four volley balls in there... &lt;strong&gt;home&lt;/strong&gt;... went home... whoa... one of those &lt;strong&gt;rare&lt;/strong&gt; times I'm home at lunch time... got very bored coz cldn't accompany them to squash... Jo said too many ppl... oh well... spent alot of time on the comp 'bo liaoing'.. then went shopping with Nic, Yuhui and Hui Yi... kewl!... Spent a &lt;strong&gt;looong&lt;/strong&gt; time choosing frenship bands... thanks to Yuhui =&gt; ... which we tied to our ankles suggested by Nic... fleed off to Toy R Us coz we dint wanna meet Darren and Mark... coz apparently we cant shop in peace with them hurrying us... but they were wif Sharan so no choice... okay... bickered wif Darren again... practically walked off... dint wanna argue anymore.. wat can I say.. Hui Yi and I then marvelled at the art exhibition... then went home... nothin much... juz one bo liao day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-106855953920219306?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106855953920219306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106855953920219306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106855953920219306' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-106846831054088080</id><published>2003-11-10T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T20:45:14.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well well well... guess tt I've not blogged for a looong time... Friday.. the others went ice skating... I wuz stuck wif volley for "a while only"... as Mr Lim put it... dad... being as sweet as ever... gave me a lift... well... to his office as it wuz still early... so took train to Toa Payoa... met the rest there and took a bus there... &lt;em&gt;obviously&lt;/em&gt;... arrived there... did some stuff and then played match... alternate btwn P5 and P6 galz... 1st match... first team played... then coach subbed Sheila in... then for the 2nd match he took me out and put me in... erk... 3rd match Suzanna and Clara left... thus he had no other choice but to put Sheila in and leave me in there... 5.00 sharp... the match ended... talked to us then we left... Sharan wuz indeed bugging me to go to class chalet... i mean... i'll be the onli person there whom is a stranger... onli two ppl realli know me there... so I fink I betta skip it... Sharan then had to go call Zhiwen to persuade me to go eh? I still dint go... so there... since training ended arnd de same time... so met Zhiwen.. Guan Yu dint turn up for training... oh well... well... nothing much happened after tt... Sat... had tvolley match at 3 agnst Xinmin... to cut it short... we lost... felt sick... well... wat can i say.. went to NTUC to get stuff... wuz rendering help to mum... she asked me to get apples... in the end she said the apples weren't fresh... I  got her to teach me how to choose fish... she said all were not fresh... then when I walked arnd a bit and came back... she had plenty of fish in plastic bags... am I &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; useless in home econs? okay... she sent me off to get breakfast... left tam mall... bro suddenly scared us out of our wits when suddenly he knocked his head... and it started bleeding... &lt;strong&gt;alot&lt;/strong&gt;... well... took cab there... then mum sent us back... :| wierd... wuz worried sick at home... so apparent I fell asleep in the process... nxt day bro wuz completely normal.. and I mean &lt;strong&gt;normal&lt;/strong&gt;... plpped himself in front of the TV first thing he woke up... started irritating me too... definately normal... went off to meet Amos and de rest at small mac... went off to arcade... played "Table Hockey" as wat Amos called it... Jo and I beat Cheryl and Vanessa 10-5... tied wif Amos 12-12... well... Amos lost to Sam in Daytona... haha... went off to take the MRt... Amos wuz practically trying to snap a photo of me... but no avail... Woodlands LE wuz totally whoa... kewl... met Alicia there... Serene gave off the surprise... aiya... Kinnon ushered us in... &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; he wuzn't in shirt and tie... looked much more &lt;strong&gt;himself&lt;/strong&gt;... service wuz nice... pastor chee wuz funny... as usual... Amos took a group photo and wuz jumping up and down apparently... Kinnon took the photo.. passing it off with "that wuz easy" and "I dun wanna go for de-brief... I hate de-brief!"... oh well.. ate lunch and then took bus home... wat's wif me and the "then"s todae... anywaez went off home... baked cookies... -shall not go into details- =P couz's bdae... gave her the cookies... how sweet of me...-ego-... sorri... she had some honeyed apple cake... nice... and i wuz practically forcing her into going DHS nxt nxt yr... =&gt; ... todae... mad day... quarelled wif Darren over the phone... well... wat can I say... had volley match agnst Presbytarian High... &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; Precipitation Hgh,Yong Han... Lissa Zhang is in Ngee Ann volley team... so is Si En... sigh... went back to SHP... totally sat there being useless... sigh... went over to bball court to play... it started raining... so went Tam mall... settled down at century square food court.. started making the pen thingy... teasings teasings teasings... sabotages sabotages sabotages... are all works of Darren... gah.. got volley at Kampong Arang tml.. at &lt;strong&gt;eight&lt;/strong&gt;! sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-106846831054088080?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106846831054088080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106846831054088080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106846831054088080' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-106813806029284763</id><published>2003-11-07T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T01:01:04.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/R/Ruri-chan/1056289817_Anaivete.JPG" border="0" alt="You represent... naivete."&gt;&lt;br&gt;You represent... naivete.&lt;br /&gt;So innocent and trusting... you can be very shy at&lt;br&gt;times, but it's only because you're not sure&lt;br&gt;how to act.  You give off that "I need to&lt;br&gt;be protected vibe."  Remember that not all&lt;br&gt;people are good.  Being too trusting will get&lt;br&gt;you easily hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Ruri-chan/quizzes/What%20feeling%20do%20you%20represent%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What feeling do you represent?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat can i say...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-106813806029284763?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106813806029284763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106813806029284763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106813806029284763' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-106813739003661060</id><published>2003-11-07T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T00:49:53.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay okay... I noe it's late... but anyhow... ah... woke up by myself at 8+... tt's quite a miracle ya noe... esp during the hols... dad gave me a lift to sch... Sharan wuz practically being wierd... sms-ing someone... then &lt;em&gt;accidently&lt;/em&gt; sms-ed me eh? Anywaez... got to sch onli to be greeted by goooood news... I'm in 2K wif plenty of the rest... Ms Lai's our form teacher!!! Hooray for DHS 2K 2004 manz... ad i hope there wont be changes... got back report bk... not so bad la... at least got highest for sci... ehehe... okok... -ego- they prob grouped acc. to whether you're takin advanced hist... so 2K had 25 ppl and 2L 18... Shib got highest in whole cohort... as &lt;em&gt;usual&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Got out of sch... sms-ed sharan... then went off to tam mall mac to eat... met Guan Yu and Joanne there... Darren wuz pract trying to kill me with Jo's squash raquet... juz coz I dint pass him Jo's notes... well.. he dint ask me to... Jo dint ask me to... so there... Yuhui, Ama, Nic and I scooted off to Montip... while the rest went Popular first... met them in 10 min... record breaking already k? I mean we &lt;em&gt;were&lt;/em&gt; helping Ama choose stuffs and juz cldn't meet the 5 min time limit... sorri.. anywaez we contemplated &lt;strong&gt;alot&lt;/strong&gt; on the pen thing... yadayadayada... finally decided then we went off to i hse.. whee!... okay... I wuz slacking... well.. I &lt;em&gt;wuz&lt;/em&gt; teachin u guyz how to start and end rite? and helping to untie knots... Nick fell sick... Darren gave him Panadol and he wuz all alright... well... he wuz bragging abt how pro he wuz at being a St John-er.. well... we then baked brownies... ooo lala... they were marvelicious... &lt;br /&gt;Received a call fr Clara abt training tml... erk... optional lar... but i'll feel bad if i dun go... wat to do... -is off to do somemore pen thingies and doesnt wish to sleep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-106813739003661060?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106813739003661060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106813739003661060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106813739003661060' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-106803545289149125</id><published>2003-11-05T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T20:30:56.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mr Lim... volley coach.. erk.. got us to arrive at Peichun at 9.30 when the thing starts at 10.. anywaez... todae wuz kinda nice.. 6 hrs of volley tho... but kewl.. I muz say i have so called mastered spiking... serving underhand and the wall thing... very shuang I muz say... sigh... tornament this sat... guyz... pray k? so Hui Yi, Kat and Mabel rushed off to their chalet... we went off also.. but in our own sweet time... totally wasted time todae lor.. now i'm at grandma's hse blogging... yea yea... i'd rather go home man... at least can do abit of hw or play the piano.. or do Zhang lao shi's ppt... erk...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-106803545289149125?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106803545289149125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106803545289149125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106803545289149125' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-106796148842901412</id><published>2003-11-04T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T00:38:08.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess I would indeed blog now... missed blogging yesterday... actually made my way to the chalet... &lt;strong&gt;on my own!&lt;/strong&gt; OKay... my fault... I woke up early... baked cookies... then went crazy... went on the internet and started being bo liao... wuz &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to meet 'em at 2... B4 i knew it... it wuz 1.30... oooo... noo time... doh I sms-ed Darren and all that guy can &lt;strong&gt;ever&lt;/strong&gt; say is "wadeva"... so i take it tt they're gg first... &lt;br /&gt;Went to SHPS bus stop... as usual... met Mrs Simon and 3 other familiar yet not so familiar teachers... she wuz kinda nice... knew she wuz toturing me... so she let me free... lol... went there... &lt;em&gt;managed&lt;/em&gt; to find out the where the place wuz... ok.... met Nigel at the gate la... cldn't recognise Nick in his 'boyish cute' wierd outfit.. erk.. the rest were at the beach... good for em... &lt;br /&gt;Me and Hui Yi started fillin up water balloons... kewl... we practically locked ourselves in the toilet and started filling up... laughing as we did... lol... Shuana came... she apparently wore her &lt;em&gt;uaual&lt;/em&gt; acc. Hui Yi... sorri to seem insulting but it wuz really so called revealing... speg top with tight pants... okay... hu am I to comment... apparently I wuz the most 'covered' person there... haha... the guyz came back and were wondering wat Hui Yi and I were doing in the toilet &lt;em&gt;together&lt;/em&gt;... dun worry guyz ya? Hui Yi's straight :P hehe... pwease dun stare at me for thou wilt not discloseth to thee thy private information... &lt;br /&gt;Anywaez... played abit of water bombs... then rest went swimming... gals stayed cooped up in the room... plying truth or dare... hehe... since all that wuz said is to be contained within the four walls and the 5 ppl...including blogs... I practically went wild... did all the dares so called... the pillow one wuz farnee indeed... I wuz supposed to pretend the pillow wuz -shalt not mention name-... and er... do the thing tt I would dot o it if I could if it wuz the real person... they forbade me to resprt to violence... so it held it up... and threw it to Hui Yi... :D... arent i smart.. -ego-... Max later knocked on the door... wired... he reminded me of some butler calling the guests and hotess of a slumber party down for dinner... we declined his offer of having dinner with them... some of ze rest went swimming...&lt;br /&gt;Woosh... we went out of the chalet... found out tt there wuznt much food there... so took a nice lil' stroll to downtown east... juz us gals.. kewl eh? dined at Burger King... apparently we were pretty much swayed off track by the shops... Cai Xiang giving us the excuses of priorities... okay... they found out tt i dint have a swimming costume which fits me... hehe.. okay... I guess I havent been swimming for a &lt;strong&gt;realli&lt;/strong&gt; looong time... &lt;br /&gt;Hui Yi wuz wearing some realli short shorts... and confirmed by Cai Xiang she didn't have many clothes... so they drafted out the to-do list: &lt;br /&gt;1) Get Amanda's swimming costume &lt;br /&gt;2)Get a pair of 'decent' shorts for Hui Yi &lt;br /&gt;Browsed thru the shops... obviously we dint buy those... imean... no way wld my mum &lt;strong&gt;ever&lt;/strong&gt; allow me to buy an article of clothing on my own... let alone a &lt;strong&gt;swimming costume&lt;/strong&gt; well well well... went to Cheers... realli beeeeg ya noe... better thing is... I met my volley senior there... decided on ice cream(3 tubs)... then thot we dint have enuff drinks(2 bottles)... guessed we needed chips... well... this is wat u get when u put a bunch of galz together alone in a shop... so guyz... beware during the P6 gat...hehe... it's worst wif Nic and Sharan arnd... wel... it wuz partly Darren hu brought us to cheers... said he wanted panadol... we headed back &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt;... found out tt the guz were gambling in the room... they bought lightsticks... ehehe... we totally went mad... haha... took Yuhui's car home... practically dozed off &lt;br /&gt;Woke up... dad fetched moi to sch...sooo nice... sigh... we were not allowed to carry any activities in sch... coz of the O levels... in other words... we got chased out... Dunmanians... chased out of Dunman High sch... in the ended we were stranded on some void deck and our coach talked to us for two whole hours... volley snr whom we met yesterday offered a lift... thanks Charlotte!!... wif two other guyz fr her class... &lt;br /&gt;Escape wuz closed.. so went bowling... Darren wuz as &lt;em&gt;usual&lt;/em&gt;... being jia qian xu... saying tt he sux and getting strikes in the first 2 frames eh? actually I wuz gettin bored... wuz paying more attention to the ice lemon tea which I actually enjoyed.. went back and then went off to Pasir Ris park... we took a loooooooooong walk there... met Eunice fr 2B on the way holding hands with her beau I suppose... -shall not comment-... reached there and rented roller blades... well... it wuz my first time... kay kay... I thot cycling wuz too boring... managed to actually skate... but I still prefer ice skating... played abit then took a cab to the chalet... too lazy to walk... &lt;br /&gt;We gals locked ourselves in the room and er... nvm... juz say we managed to get ready to swim in there... dun ask... okay.. the stuff were wierd... I borrowed Hui Yi's swim suit... Hui Yi borrowed Cai Xiang's... Yuhui totally improvised on wateva Ama had to offer... dun ask again... Yue Zhi had her own... Ama wuz totally lyke... misusing "woosh"... went into the pool... then got out when Nick wuz complaining... wuz still dripping when mdm john and ms lai arrived... swam for a while more... then changed and dried ourselves and helped i the BBQ... Ms lai displayed her professionalism and both of 'em totally praised us for the food dot dot dot... tho we took them as being either sarcastic... cynnical or satirical... lol... feasted on ice cream then &lt;em&gt;tried&lt;/em&gt; to played truth or dare... yuhui's dad gave me a lift... again...hehe... so tt wuz all... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-106796148842901412?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106796148842901412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106796148842901412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106796148842901412' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-106783650639230391</id><published>2003-11-03T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T13:15:09.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/U/UnprodigalBoi/1047143441_musiccbmaj.jpg" border="0" alt="cflatmaj"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cb major - life is full of complecations,&lt;br&gt;commitments and organisation. You love to make&lt;br&gt;sure everything is just perfect, but sometimes&lt;br&gt;this can cause you to fall over your own feet.&lt;br&gt;A slightly unsociable key: why Cb major when&lt;br&gt;you could be the identical Bmajor? It has less&lt;br&gt;accidentals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/UnprodigalBoi/quizzes/what%20key%20signature%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;what key signature are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/X/xdeadxstarx/1043989612_icturesRed.JPG" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your Heart is Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/xdeadxstarx/quizzes/What%20Color%20is%20Your%20Heart%3F%20/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Color is Your Heart? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wierd...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-106783650639230391?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106783650639230391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106783650639230391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106783650639230391' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-106778775386723025</id><published>2003-11-02T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T23:42:36.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/trinitykills/1052781313_iz3trinity.jpg" border="0" alt="You are Trinity-"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Trinity, from "The Matrix."&lt;br&gt;Strong, beautiful- you epitomize the ultimate&lt;br&gt;heroine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/trinitykills/quizzes/What%20Matrix%20Persona%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Matrix Persona Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-106778775386723025?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106778775386723025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106778775386723025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106778775386723025' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-106778452982360924</id><published>2003-11-02T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T22:48:51.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/coolcatcatherine/1059512927_deringeyes.jpg" border="0" alt="Your: Wondering eyes. Your not quite focused and your quite the day dreamer. Your a bit odd and as many say "Your head is in the clouds." "&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your: Wondering eyes. Your not quite focused and&lt;br&gt;your quite the day dreamer. Your a bit odd and&lt;br&gt;as many say "Your head is in the&lt;br&gt;clouds."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/coolcatcatherine/quizzes/What%20type%20of%20eyes%20do%20you%20have%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What type of eyes do you have?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kewl...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-106778452982360924?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106778452982360924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106778452982360924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106778452982360924' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-106778228483601151</id><published>2003-11-02T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T22:11:27.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realli dun feel like blogging todae... but anyhowz... sigh... woke up late as usual... yesterday had volley... sigh... got changed for ushering... Amos came had to circulate baby photos... Amos had this realli 'kewl' idea of everyone coming in their baby hairstyle... i think not... serene looked the funniest as far as i can remember... so now... there &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; news on a female cell leader... goooood... played abit of the piano wif Amos eves dropping... erk... then went off to church... wif my tummy without a single taste of solid food... &lt;br /&gt;Ushering wuz nice... got Alvin as aisle i/c... kewl... he wuz slacking... standing at one side telling me and Jereboam wat to do... well.. at least I had Vanessa's company... hu wuz doing welcoming not so far away... emssage wuz nice.... esp liked the song bro. Sam shared... lemme recall if ya dun mind... "as long as there is air to breathe... as long as there is life in me... as the river runs into the sea... I will give u praise... [forgot this part...sorri]... I will give you praise... from the rising of the sun... to the setting of the same... Lord I lift my voice I sing praises to your name... King of glory I worship you endlessly... coz that's wat u created me to be" very nice... de-brief wuz demanding... &lt;br /&gt;Went off wif Grace to Burger King... ate lunch there at abt 3.45 i suppose... then met Darren and Mark at Simei... played ABC... wuz leading until i shot an airball... then played volley... got all wet coz it wuz raining B4 we went out to play... left my bag in the shelter at the void deck...ooo... wrong move... coz i dint want it to get wet on the wet ground... after a while Zhiwen came... played abit of volley... until i realised my bag wuz shrewn onto some grass patch... sigh.. my phone and wallet went missing... erk... someone obviously stole it... Darren wuz trying to call my phone... all of them were being very nice... wuz prob the one hu cozed the long faces on everyone... sorri guyz... &lt;br /&gt;Gave up... called my mum... she totally exploded and summoned my dad... he came to fetch me... then we went off to Tam mall... replaced SIM card... the -insert wateva word here- hu stole my phone kept sms-ing my mum... erk... with &lt;strong&gt;crap&lt;/strong&gt;... well well well... if any of u guyz received farnee messages fr my no. ... sorri... mum wuz totally nagging... i kinda got pissed... sorri... i wuz in a &lt;strong&gt;real&lt;/strong&gt; bad mood actually... then suddenly... mum sensed it... as they alwaez do... and started comforting me... wierd... but nice... thanks mum!... i felt guilty... so apparently i volunteered to come out for the new phone and my subsequent hp bills... of corse allowance raised nxt year... hehe... &lt;br /&gt;In the end over dinner... mum and I started talking abt wu liao guyz... I dunno how it started but so there... ended up tellin her abt the sec 3 guy last year if &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; of u recall... mum totally bragged abt how many guyz were the same to her when ahe wuz young... dad got so embarrassed when she mentioned abt ice kachang and my dad buying it for her... lol! juz one thing tt cheered me up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-106778228483601151?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106778228483601151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106778228483601151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106778228483601151' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-106770596571866953</id><published>2003-11-02T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T00:59:27.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay... looks like &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; ppl had noticed tt I had missed one day or mebbe a &lt;em&gt;looong&lt;/em&gt; 2 days of blogging eh? Then I'll blog now if tt's the case...-is changing the MIDI on the page if u guyz dun mind... well... if you guyz want the previous one then tag it...ya? &lt;br /&gt;Well.. wat happened yesterday... o.. I would like to announce... that i am soo glad tt the burden of being some wierd prefect is off my shoulders... looks like the form Mdm John penned my name down on wuz sorta a too late submission... so the form our class previously voted and handed up with Terence, Mun Yi and Wen Quan's name on it wuz paid attention to by the prefects... and well... looks like they have some interview on Wed which i am soo no involved... yay! We had some spring cleaning thing yesterday... practicaly shifted every single thing out of class cept metal cupboard... whoa... dint know the class wuz &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; dirty... well... guess now i noe wat Mdm John meant by "The classroom looks like a pig's sty..." nothing much happened in sch... pyramid game we played the last few rounds with 1L... we er.. kinda won... well... i muz say the time where Shib and JS were up there were the funniest of all.. &lt;br /&gt;sch ended at one... volley started at two.. sorri RG galz...cldnt go to netball carn... well... volley wuz bad... actually I went crazy ( &lt;em&gt;as usual&lt;/em&gt;) in the morn... I wuz like... xing zai le huo... Hui Yi totally freaked out... then during volley I dunno wat happened... every one started acting 'bu shuang'... including me actually... prob coz of my coach... then after that I went retarded... kept saying "hi" to ppl I dunno... well well well... for those whom i scared yesterday...Sorri!... &lt;br /&gt;so.. after volley the others were actually waiting for me outside... so sweet!... er... dun take tt statement too seriously pls... hehe... we Shuana and Sharan came... wearing class tees... well...-shant comment-... Vanessa had this dog stuff toy which she wuz ever sooo protective of in a box... i muz say i wuz the onli one hu knew how to rtreat it properly[ego](sorri)... teasing teasing as usual eh... and esp. abt me 'dian'ing ppl? well... hu noes wat those ppl might think off next... &lt;br /&gt;took the loop... saw vanessa &lt;strong&gt;still&lt;/strong&gt; sitting at Tam int talking on the phone... her excuse... "raining!" Sharan wanted to go Tam mall... wuz &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to accompany her... in the end she changed he mind... but this time it wuz &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; hu wanted to go in there to look for stuff... wat stuff? Dun ask me... I juz wanted to waste time there... dint realli want to go home anywaez ya noe... my excuse to Sharan, "Raining"... so we stepped in... went to Bread Talk to cong ji... then as we took a nice lil stroll... Sharan suddenly stopped.. and suddenly turned me towards a certain direction... then she burst out into laughter... poor naive me thot she wanted me to look at some shop display thing... which wuz a Thermos flask actually... but nooo... okok... i'll get straight to the point.. we met Zhiwen there... apparently his excuse wuz "raining"... what's wif the rain yesterday... hmm... anywaez... mere coincidence... scary... we went opposite directions and Sharan and I went to Sans Bkshop... I had a tap on my shoulder... and a familiar voice "Amanda... do you have change for 2 dollars?" Suzanna... she apparently came to Tam mall for ballet... erk.. so yea... we walked arnd somemore... went to some sports shops to look for sport shoes as Sharan wanted to choose a pair... but of corse not purchase on the spot lar... we ended up at Toys R Us... thanks to Sharan...looking at some display... but onli the front... thanks to me...hehe... went home finally... had my brother bugging me &lt;em&gt;as usual&lt;/em&gt;...so tt wuz abt all... yesterday.. &lt;br /&gt;todae wuz pretty awesome... felt awfull abt having to go volley... my dear dad kindly gave me a lift to peichun... watched some video thing... with &lt;strong&gt;us&lt;/strong&gt; in there... lol... played the thing backwards and slow mo... kewl... shuqun looked pretty strong... but i muz comment that their PE shirts are nice.. got to train abit... played on peichun's side... hehe... they were very nice i shld say... the later when the real game started moved on to being refree for a while... then played.. well... coach wuznt exactly scolding me... thanks to my mum hu juz wldn't let me take a cab alone... i wuz late for piano.... thanks Ms Tan(relief piano teacher)... piano teacher dint come todae... so she took over... so kewl... she had a voice softer than mine... hehe... and wore &lt;strong&gt;pink&lt;/strong&gt; adidas shoes... no... i wuz not staring at her legs and feet... i juz noticed... finally mastered "xiang zuo zou xiang you zou" and part of cannon in D(C)... ah... guess it's &lt;em&gt;pretty&lt;/em&gt; late now eh? &lt;br /&gt;-goes into a state of hibernation... but first... quizzes...-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-106770596571866953?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106770596571866953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106770596571866953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106770596571866953' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-106751986216158091</id><published>2003-10-30T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T21:17:34.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today... 30th October... Thursday... Bad day... Good day... lemme analyse... Woke up... fresh for once... no sleepiness... good... lotza free periods... got time to play... good... but still very boring... bad... Mdm John came in... made announcements.. had prefect nomination form... first nominated Ying Xian, Bing Huan and Mark... no me... talked to chairman, vice-chair, monitors... Terrence volunteered... Mdm John spoke to Ying Xian and Bing Huan... both dun want... had to find some other person... "aiyo.. why they onli limit us to 3 nominations onli?"-mdm john... Hui Yi had to say" Amanda wants to be prefect"... no... not realli tt is... Mdm John believed her... scolded me on being wishy washy... so I had to write my name... erk... more responsibilities... bad... points... good... this is gettin boring... fine... shall blog normal way... Mr Chia came in to collect the AV stuff... CD player gone... juz coz i borrowed once for volley looong time ago... i get pulled in... in the end i wuz proved innocent... anywaez... Mun Yi and I marched up and down the corridors of the 1st story.. Mark and Zi covered 2nd story... the rest I forgot... hehe... but still we practically formed a search engine for the lost CD player... it prob got lost during examination period... Sitting arnd in class... OM came in to inform us abt spring cleaning... grasping wateva Uno cards she had confiscated from the other classes... we kept 'em first when we spotted her... hehe... our sch has some wierd rule abt the ban of card games... well... their reason.. card games are associated with gambling... come on!!! Who on earth uses Uno cards for gambling whe u can play other games like stress and stuff?!?!? wat can i say... lemme name other rules... "No sling bags" why? po huai de ming de xing xiang... how... in the world... can a sling bag which aids one in having a smaller bulk spoil the school's image!?! "No ear sticks" why? coz sOmE cults use ear sticks to identify themselves... Nic wuz being esp. irrittating todae... kept mimicing me... erk.. played abit of bball and headed to darho's hse for a movie... reached simei and Darren contacted Zhiwen... he wuz at Burger King acc. darho... we stopped by some IQ shop newly opened in the MRT station... we all got fascinated by the twirly things hung up dere... went to NTUC to pick ice cream... met Zhiwen dere... in de end we picked Cookies n Cream... Rocky Road and Chocolate chip(in choco ice cream)... then it juz had to rain eh? I had this huge plastic bag in my bag preventing me from reaching into get my umbrella... had to clear lockers todae... and they practically confiscated our locks and put them in a black bag... so... where u fink it'll go eh? Definately not into something useful... well... i wuz sharing an umbrella with Aud.. then came along Darren... so i shared with Terence... erk... then came the MRT track... shade... ah... but dead end... no more shelter.. Nic made this farnee arrangement... Audrey and Darren... Marka nd Terence... she and Yuhui... bleh... go figure...(doesnt wish to talk abt it)... wat's their prob man... it's okay when they tease... but being dis lame is totally well... lame... watched Chocolat at Darren's hse... nice show manz... finally got a good look at Trinity's(wateva her real name is) and Johnny Depp's face... wuz practically eating ice cream which we all got sick of... Darren totally being di-si-g-u-st-ing...  then watched abit of rugby(still has nooo idea wat they were doing)... then simpsons, soccer and MTV... "say goodbye" wuz nice... went home... borrowed Nic's umbrella coz she left hers dere...  sorri.. jie yi xia hor... so yea... went home... wuz trying to trick Mark... hehe... bleh... off to go do t-shirt design... erk...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-106751986216158091?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106751986216158091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106751986216158091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106751986216158091' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-106743857779292859</id><published>2003-10-29T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T22:51:43.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.peachie.nu" target=_blank&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.peachie.nu/colortestblue.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kewl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/truly-dippy/1060130263_likespring.jpg" border="0" alt="Season = Spring"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're Most Like The Season Spring ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh faced, with a young outlook on life - you&lt;br&gt;smile at the world and expect it to smile back&lt;br&gt;at you. 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Which Season Are You ??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.peachie.nu/" target=_blank&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.peachie.nu/acting.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.peachie.nu" target=_blank&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.peachie.nu/rose.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh...okay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-106743857779292859?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106743857779292859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106743857779292859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106743857779292859' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-106743512384194339</id><published>2003-10-29T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T21:45:24.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okie... finally my blog has a tagboard... now i can blog all i want... well well well... yesterday... yes... wat happened... i felt realli tired and er slept in sch... until ama woke me up... we played abit of volley and Hui Yi was acting as my sad(as she calls it) baby sitter... Mun Yi's eyes were kinda puffy... when asked... her reply... "My brother poured water in my eyes!"..."why on earth did he do that?" went Hui Yi... "how would i noe wat is going on in his perverted mind?"... well well well... aren't lil' brothers liddat... we had free period throughout the mornin' during recess... cept' during Hist coz Mrs Koh took over and yes yes... it wuz algebra again... after recess were penmenship writing... then free period all the way till mdm john came in... practically swept the whole class... with YX's help of corse!... and the whole class arranged the tables dot dot dot... and all mdm john could say after speaking to mdm nora wuz, "well ... the class looks fairly clean now... lets continue with the pyrimid game!" It wuz of course nice... we gladly rename our group from "The Goondhus" to "Morray Eels"... dun we lurve tt creature... Darren and Hui Yi almost got all seven right with Darren guessing... their catagory wuz "accessories"... ya... "at least tt's one good thing of accompanying u galz to Montip"... well... but no one can beat Nic and I... we broke the record... 3/7 for the Big Pyrimid!!! (sorri for the bragging)... they all went to KFC while i had lunch in sch with Mun Yi and the rest... had volley... coach wuz being quite nice... taught us on blocking... Coach asked Iris for the song sheets... her reason... "printer no ink"... coach being as lame as he can get suggested ridiculous ways of getting ink for the printer... wat can i say... Suzanna left... thus he put Shiela in for Suzana as he alwaez does... I would often replace any of ze rest... esp. Clara... I had to suffer on the other side with me... the court and the coach... had to hit it over and sometimes he would set the ball up for me and I would set... how would i noe? after tt he wld make some lame comment... but nonetheless farnee... got back my piano results... got Merit... good enuff for me lar... today... tired again... slept and slept... yuhui poked me to get up.. well.. i slept on... hehe... until when it wuz time to get to the parade square of corse... nothing much todae... free periods... algebra... art=reflections... took photo for being champs in cb... Ms Lai and Mdm John are soooooooo nice! They bought a cake to celebrate our victory... though both couldn't make it for the cutting of it... on it was written "Congratulations sport champs!"... I had to cut it coz apparently the guyz make a big mess out of it... it wuz de-l-i-ci-ous!... had to run arnd the sch offering cake to 'chers and avoiding Mr Kiw at the same time... we then went to Marine Parade Library... juz Aud, WQ, Yuhui, Darren and moi... met Iris and Hui Yi there... darren and WQ were hiding books yuhui chose arnd the library... well well well... and we couldn't plan anything for class gat... though did search on the net for resorts... -is planning to make a trip there to check it out-... walked to parway to get ice cream...went to "giant" and met Yang lao shi there... wierd... chose "brownie suprise" after much contemplation... ate it at some remote yet not so remote place... if Mr Kiw were to walk pass we were sure gonna get into deep deep trouble... it wuz fun... hitched on 31 to get home... met JS at Parkway bus-stop... he went to play LAN with Sam Chye, Kevin and de rest i fink... lol... he wuz wearing his home t-shirt the wrong way around... played cheat in the bus... WQ wuz despo for his turn... kept shouting cheat... we ended up laughing all the way home after YH and JS got down... -shalt do some quizzes- =D...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-106743512384194339?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106743512384194339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106743512384194339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106743512384194339' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-106726734182079712</id><published>2003-10-27T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T21:08:37.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay okay... I noe this template is copied and boring and simple and plain... but I dun realli bother already... I am juz feeling bo liao... so er... I am blogging once again dearies... well well well... let's see... todae was fun... and Sandra has returned! Well...acc. her... she fell into a drain... careful nxt time k? and did lotza fun stuff and had scrumptous deluncious meals...okay...she dint say tt.... but I suppose so... ya? Hey Sandra... sorri for being so glum on Fri... in the morn i realli dunno how we were going to play with our best player missing on court... we prayed and prayed after she left... covering everyone hu wuz playin... including Sandra for a safe trip, in prayer... first round we lost 18-14... I wuz totally discouraged... caught each ball with teeth tightly gripped... but still missed a few... somehow or rather... they dint let me get down the chair... whoa... those gals on the ground were superb... Nicole and Ying Xian proved themselves to be as aggressiveas they can get... the guyz also help us cheer... thanks guyz! But... prayer was the factor tt was the main contributor to our success and God really helped:&gt; ... okay... I guess I lu chu ma jiao... we won... I wuz not sure what the score wuz in the second round... but yea... I guess we beat them by a pretty close margin becoz of the fouls... acc. the rest we had 4 demerit points for fouls... o_0 wierd eh? But still God wuz realli gracious, Yvonne wuz supposed to be sent out... Denise(refree) went to tell her... and Eunice[if i'm not wrong](the other refree) ran up to her to say... "Times up!" Immediately Nic ran up to me and exclaimed "We won!!!!" Wel.. I had practically gone crazy... and I did not scream... my face wuz long... red... Wen quan wuz practically forcing me to let it all out... well... I did in the end... when the refree went "KL win!"... Wen Quan totally regretted it i fink... I screamed and screamed... borrowed phone to call Sandra... sigh... couldnt get thru... so er... i sms-ed... yea... I wuz prob smiling all the way eevn when the organisers told me tt all winning team members had to go clean the courts... I wuz like "Okay!" and "Guyz... let's go pick up litter!" Okay... u get what i mean... when we got our trophy... we circled around 'em and prayed... prayed... and prayed... Thank You God! We reported it to the teachers... they were thrilled... doh! Dear Mr Tan wuz being soooo nice... hehe... volunteered to take photos for us... we went off to KFC to celebrate...however met 1B there... and totally made a HUGE disgrace... for one... 5 ppl were trying to break the record of 22 cups refilled... well... they achieved 27 with Daren help I fink... they headed for the kiddy playground in there... practically climbed up... I dint say much... Nic wuz trying to stop em... and Darren had to go..."Ya la... nicole is soo mature" *rollz eyes* come on... you're sec 1... nvm... so tt wuz what happened... Fri wuz totally family time... quite boring tho... but still quality time... dinner wuz nice... Sat... public speaking... went to sch and Mdm John and Ms Lai were 'handling' us... well well well... they rock! Tried playing Mun yi's CD from the bus's player...too buad... cldn't work... listened to puppy love on Nic's discman... went there... ultra big... met lotza fwenz... kewl... we started inviting them to go back on the bus with us.. we checked with the tchrs... they said "OK!" O my gdness gracious me... i dun fink anyone else would have been that kind... definately not liu lao shi and Mrs Chua... So... kinda almost fell aslep... esp during the 'musical' being played... there were thou... some farnee rumours abt Daryl liking ama... ama_yy tt is... -_-'... kewl... Audrey gained fourth! I dint expect RG to not get top 5... they were like one of the best lorz... esp Meera and Joanna... but Audrey wuz totally proffessional... go Aud! so... we went back to DHS packed with lotza 'stowaways', as Ms Lai called 'em... then went KFC... we sorta dint make a disgrace as we galz were sharing a table... the guyz... I'm not sure... gastric wuz realli gaining up on me tt day... Darren wuz practically making matters worse... teasing and teasing abt lovesickness eh? erk... they had wanted to go Suntec... then Bugis... wo ben shen yao ta men dao Tam mall... but they dint want so I decided to go home with YY... had piano... cldn't rush mahz... at Kallang they skipped the train to Boon Lay and got on the Pasir Ris train... wierd... with Darren complaining of corse... reached tam mall.. decided to but Mr Koh a watch or a belt-combi set thingy... they havent settle the thing yet... so I went off to piano first... Ms Hong wuz totally kewl... forgave me for not practising much... ehehe... went off to meet the rest... they bought some funky stuff... I dint really think Mr Koh wld appreciate it... but wat to do... they already bought it... Mum met me at Spotlight... went grandma's hse for dinner and went home... I sorta knocked out... uh huh... Sunday... church as usual... onli Amos's mum came... she gave out Amos's baby photos... lol... cute! We like totally embarrassed him... Alicia... Sheena... u shld have been there... haha... he shared on joy and we went off for lunch at Mac... very wierd coz i wuz like the onli one eating at my table... went for service... drama wuz nice... acting wuz goooood... Rebecca looked so hilarious with the white powder on her face... lol... message did appeal... very kewl... went off to paint box for Mr Koh... stripes stripes and more stripes... called the 'reps' fr each sch... talked to Shih Ee for more than 1/2 an hour... lol.. rushed off to Mr (wat's his name?)'s hse with my mum.. sorri... i really forgot... boring... tho got a few sips of red wine -_-'... dinner wuz mmmmm... got a huge packet of cookies and a box of sparklers coz they said it wuz customary as it wuz Deepavali... mum's collegue invited me to her hse during hols... to bake! Went for dinner... nxt day wuz totally slacking... free periods... tho with a bit of algebra and gong han and penmenship thanks to Mrs Koh and liu lao shi who practically coaxed mi into continuing HCL... pyrimid game wuz nice... farne... wuz practically named "the goondhus" by Mdm John coz we cldnt decide on a proper name... had some dispute with Darren abt the packaging of the present... so they went off first with Aud, Nic and me left behind soaking out fingers and the boxes with paint... rushed off in a caba nd realised tt they havent reached  yet... how nice eh? ate lunch at Cheers... so er... met the rest... the RI guyz all came cept Sam Lim, Seng eck and Zhiwen i fink... Sam lim had something on... Zhiwen wuz sick... poor thing... and i dun really know abt Seng Teck... RG onli Sharan and Joanne present... da rest mei you lai... we were wrecking havoc... in front of Ms Tai... nan de... nan de... Mr Koh then treated us to bubble tea... he shldnt have... his trophy way cooler than the capt ball trophy... sigh... we decided to go play... started to rain and we loitered arnd the void deck... until someone spotted an indoor playground... oh... anyone can guess wat happen... we headed there and played catching... I sat out of the game, so did Aud and Sharan I fink... din really feel lyke it... played truth or dare... my dare wuz like the easiest... poor Sharan... lol... sms-ed Zhang lao shi regarding CIP for zhong qiu wan hui...she asked me to call her... ended up talking for more than 10 min... scary...ok... guess I have to go get some sleep... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-106726734182079712?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106726734182079712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106726734182079712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106726734182079712' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5996982.post-106726118913293445</id><published>2003-10-27T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T21:26:30.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah...decided to start blogging again...-decides tt i can use this to pour stuff out :&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5996982-106726118913293445?l=juz-wishing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://falling-stars.blogspot.com' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106726118913293445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5996982/posts/default/106726118913293445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juz-wishing.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106726118913293445' title=''/><author><name>Ama_DNA -_-'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16092889218983324862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
