<?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-16997083</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:46:11.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll keep this a secret &lt;3</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</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>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-116282280287587757</id><published>2006-11-06T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T22:26:50.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nous Irons Toute La Manière&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="117533"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Since this is my last post here, I shall reply tags here. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emma : Pig owner, relinked! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a name="117487"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amerie : Haha okay I shall relink you, imatrunk! Take care! And what is TTFN. Don't use short forms, I don't understand. :D Love!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deborah : We're in the same class yayy! I can't bloody stand our lecturer and her weird accent. :X&lt;br /&gt;Cartel was all good. I loved it totally. We need to pamper ourselves once in a while. Let's pamper ourselves sometime soon all right. Love you dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="117041"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zhaolin : Tanning, it'll been delayed for months already! :) Miss you all luh. Jiayou for O's darling, I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a name="115822"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Iman : Who want to watch movie with you. Hahaha you thick skin only. :D It's a nice show lah, confirm. It's like action+comedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a name="115750"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loraine : Hello Loraine! :) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm fine how are you, see you soon allright. Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="115491"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Iman : HAHAHA did you just said I'm cute in the sarcastic&lt;br /&gt;way. Boo. You super meanie iman. Claim your happy meal or it'll be gone forever! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a name="115367"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Samuel : Yepp I'm moving on! :) Smile too!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fad : I miss you too! :) We got to meet up soon! Update me on your life! Loveyou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a name="115232"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imaniah : Missed you Im! Yeah move on move on. Sometimes we have to. Let's move on! Huilin's happy ah. That day I was just im-ing Huilin &amp;amp; Rach and we're like in the sad world&lt;br /&gt;wth but true. We need to meet up and update each other on our lifes man. Can't wait to meet up you guys too! I hope I can make it on Sunday, *cross fingers.&lt;br /&gt;I love you too, sweetheart! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eileen : We're all gonna be the HEADS okay! :) See you tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a name="115124"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Melinda : We're in the same Arcdt class yayy! :D Thanks for the encouragement yepp! :) I'll hold on and never let go! Yeah we should have taken photos then lah. Omg wasted. I&lt;br /&gt;might be meeting her again probably next week! See you tomorrow! Loveyouloads!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="115037"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yvonne : Relinked you already! :) Take care!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Relink me, if you all would,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://mathildaho.livejournal.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://mathildaho.livejournal.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's been a good one year blogging here, so long farewell to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;allthatjunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Buckets of love,&lt;br /&gt;Mathilda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-116282280287587757?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116282280287587757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=116282280287587757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/116282280287587757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/116282280287587757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116282280287587757' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-116110496903765859</id><published>2006-10-18T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T01:09:29.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;I am fine now.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training camp ended last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was my offday.&lt;br /&gt;I promised to help with housework, I did. :)&lt;br /&gt;Gym with chelle in the evening, did a bit of weights &amp; running madness my body's still feeling sore. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was horrible, I was so freaking sleepy I wanted to skip lecture but &lt;strong&gt;ohmygosh&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha luckily I didn't skip lecture that was good cause I got to watch the movie &lt;strong&gt;Chai Lai Angels&lt;/strong&gt;. It's a Thai production and basically everything about it is so so awesome stunts and all plus the policemen look so good. :D I can't find pictures of the policemen but there's a poster below,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/poster.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch the movie luh! :)&lt;br /&gt;All right so after lecture we ate at BizPark, the cutlet is so so. I so miss Design western food.&lt;br /&gt;Left school to meet Deb at Orchard, I saved her from this weird guy whose from some organisation raising funds for the students so we donated 5bucks each. Next we headed to Cine Cartel. Met this guy named &lt;a href="http://stevenlim.net"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steven Lim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he's like &lt;u&gt;banana man/yellow swimming trunks stripper from SG Idol&lt;/u&gt; if you forgotten click on his name and you'll see his face. He stopped Deb&amp;me on the way to Cine and ask us if we want to get eyebrows trimmed. He was just funny and being so friendly that he actually asked if I was Chinese/Malay/Thai and said "Sawadika" which means something in Thai. Such a horror.&lt;strong&gt; :X&lt;/strong&gt; His webpage is darn funny the music and stuff I can't stop laughing omgz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yumyum we both had cravings for sweet stuff so lalala we order sweet stuff, Bananarama Waffle&amp;amp; Caramel Frappe and Hazel twist Frappe = good stuff. :) I want a good camera phone so that I can post pictures without having to bring my bulky camera out. So please start a &lt;strong&gt;A-camera-phone-fund-for-mat-2006. :D &lt;/strong&gt;After that met Sam at Clementi then went down to NUS UCC for the Frank Gehry talk. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/IMG_0703.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funny nice guy, his works are fabulous. I like.&lt;/strong&gt; After the talk we went back. Somehow we ended at the wrong bus stop but had bus back to the mrt station.The haze was like so bad, I was so irritated.  :) On the bus we were like high don't know why so three of us squeezed into the two-seater on the bus. Somehow it was possible, but after a while Deb was laughing to herself cause of &lt;strong&gt;my elbow.&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA &lt;em&gt;quite funny&lt;/em&gt; lah but only three of us will understand. :D Took train back then saw Mervin&amp;amp;yeartwos at Redhill. They took a bus from the same bus stop but it headed towards Redhill so we met them on the train. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's training tmr. :) Nights. Replies by tmr all right. Xoxo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-116110496903765859?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/116110496903765859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/116110496903765859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116110496903765859' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</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-16997083.post-116058424169277305</id><published>2006-10-11T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T00:32:56.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Life is Wonderful.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger is nuts, I can't post pictures in the previous entry, same for this entry. Anyway, there ain't any tutorials left so :D :D. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was blog-hopping just now, and I realised that for the past months, I haven't been really aware of what is going on around me, that makes me feel utterly sad. Seeing friends move on in life, I feel that I've been where I am for such a long time, the correct word is &lt;em&gt;stagnate&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's wrong, just so wrong. All of a sudden, I feel like I'm losing myself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Move along, move along like I know you do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And even when your hope is gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Move along, move along just to make it through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Randoms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. I finished a tub of ice cream in the afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Bimbo momo + bimbo gum = t bimbos &lt;3&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. I can't find my salon pas. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. I hate the antibiotic capsule, stinks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current PSI : 82.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The weather is deteriorating, yet again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahaha! Just now I walked out into the dining area and I asked Daddy if he bought chocolate cake home cause I could smell a faint chocolate scent in the air. Then my Dad said it was the smell from his foot, like omgz rotflmao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss spending time with my family &amp; friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Plus I'm missing out on so much more other stuff cause I want &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt; badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I might be forgoing the trip to Hong Kong for cousin's wedding because it falls on a Friday next January, and I don't want to miss any trainings. Plus some bloodyshitz twit had to convince Daddy to leave for HK 2days earlier which means I'll miss out on school as well. Fat hope luh. &lt;strong&gt;I'm staying in SG on my own.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yay photos below. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let the pictures do the speaking, love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/i5BA374B7-1E04-4E8C-90D3-BAE26AEAEE3F.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TPDBG :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/i9D69A319-6A1F-4BA6-8823-3E137CF0319E.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The formal&amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/i0795FCD4-8B45-4D46-ADC1-40A060397E59.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the informal(so reminds me of class photo days).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/i30E82CB7-2B8C-42FB-9CE3-2AC8F565EDBE.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;four,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/i82E5C31B-D100-439E-A3C1-A6F2A2365C21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;five,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/iF873F2A9-337C-4A7B-ACEB-AA6CB9F4C36B.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;six, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/iA1C8FCEE-7DB9-4B68-BB29-B79A326C4235.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;seven,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/i77F36B0A-F97E-4926-AE82-1789A8988DD0.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;eight,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/i726EE87F-A561-48A8-8099-9761AA3DC466.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;nine,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ten &amp;amp; stretch it out! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-116058424169277305?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116058424169277305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=116058424169277305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/116058424169277305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/116058424169277305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116058424169277305' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-116040878803562628</id><published>2006-10-09T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T23:46:28.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;All The Love In The World.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see a long week ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much happened over a short span of 5 days. It's literally too much, way too much for me to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, two of my closest friends quit DB due to many reasons that I can understand, but I'll really &amp; am already missing both of you. :) No matter what, I love you guys and thanks for all the support I got from both of you for the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it came stress and more stress. Seriously, coxing ain't that easy, wait till you try it. Give me more time, I'm gonna cox straight. Luckily i got Clarissa to pour out my heartfelt to. :) Thank you, girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was late for training on Thursday, no idea why i was so damn late. I'm sorry, really. Reached SDBA at 330 but when I reached the entrance I saw the two boats playing Dragon Polo, heading towards Sheares Bridge, like omgz. So I waited and waited for so long in the end bear suggested I do resistance rowing so I sat in the boat tied to the pontoon and started doing resistance rowing. &lt;em&gt;Dip in your full blade.&lt;/em&gt; Till like hours later they finally came back. Did a bit of training and came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day met for proj in the morning, the damn weather can give one heat stroke seriously. Me Azli Shirley went around in search for ideas blahblah. After that met Clarissa&amp;amp;Melinda. :) Omg I feel like a &lt;em&gt;SOTONG&lt;/em&gt;. Was supposed to give gf a huge surprise = Melinda but that silly girl guessed I was bringing Melinda along. It's so not fun can. Saw Brenda at the train station. Marc came along with gf. Shopped in Bugis and yada there's so much I want to get but another time perhaps, Michelle Ho still owes me a shopping outing. :D Anyway, Clarissa got her bag and I'm glad I didn't get my bag cause it's so common, I saw like at least 2 people with the same bag in Des.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;Melinda.&lt;br /&gt;Clarissa.&lt;br /&gt;Long Johns.&lt;br /&gt;Stories about my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favourite Friday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Bugis headed home to change and went to grandma's place. She cooked dinner for Mal&amp;me, sweet. I love her cooking especially the soup she cooks. :) My cousins are like laughing machines, they can't stop laughing. &lt;em&gt;The simplest pleasure in life, laughing.&lt;/em&gt; :) They were like rushing us to finish dinner asap so that they can go down to play with lanterns. Hah. Played with badminton, then godfather&amp;amp;godmother came back with Jerie. My star of the night, she's suppose to be my 'model' in my assignment. :) We played with candles, burnt leaves, I know it's such a sin to be burning anything under the bad conditions of the weather but it's Lantern Festival so hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/IMG_0415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The moon is round.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/IMG_0418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;People playing with candles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/IMG_0422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jerie, Janis &amp; Mal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/IMG_0445.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hearts. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/IMG_0453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jerie&amp;me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Grandma&amp;Jerie.&lt;br /&gt;Went back up the grandma's place and started my proj late, 11plus. :)&lt;br /&gt;Turned out well. Thanks grandma&amp;amp;Jerie for helping out with my assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot when the haze started to worsen, think it was Saturday. It was really bad, and the air was filled with this burnt smell, so terrible and so unhealthy. Training as usual, except we didn't get to run. After training, bathed at stadium. Dinner = pizza + mooncakes. My first lantern was this small lantern that caught fire. After that someone gave me another lantern, think was Lynette, thanks love. Carried lanterns and walked around, over the bridge, till the end and back. (Photo aren't loading, damn blogger.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Homed, trained on Sunday as usual and dinner at home. Something freaky happened. As I was im-ing Michelle, I sent her Jerie's picture I took on Sat, then all of a sudden, that picture became my msn window's background picture. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I freaked out like shitz, so i was scolding Michelle for sharing that picture as background but she kept saying she didn't do anything. Damn. Hah! After that while I was checking my mail I got another shock. &lt;strong&gt;Like double shock, heart attack.&lt;/strong&gt; Was this picture of this molester that molested tennage girls around Tampines area. &lt;strong&gt;FFF&lt;/strong&gt;. I was like &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;omgz &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;then I shut my com and went to Michelle's room. She opened my mail, looked at the mail, and told me, 'Eh, the molester got caught in April lah'. Relieved. Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Photos aren't loading. I'll load them tmr or so. Love. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you reach for me, let me know it's for real.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-116040878803562628?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/116040878803562628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/116040878803562628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116040878803562628' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</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-16997083.post-115997512463566153</id><published>2006-10-04T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T23:18:44.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Please be honest with me.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outing last Friday with Cheesecakes, Melinda, Samantha, Serene, Syahilla, Afini, Khair, Brandon, Kenneth, Yuihei, Shirley, Azli, Eileen, Jiajia. Loveblisskisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/1600/Cheesecakes%20Outing%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/Cheesecakes%20Outing%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy Empire is where all the calories come from, :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/1600/Cheesecakes%20Outing%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/Cheesecakes%20Outing%20013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha, Me, Ting, Hei, :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/1600/Cheesecakes%20Outing%20028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/Cheesecakes%20Outing%20028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YuiHei, Melinda, Syahilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/1600/Cheesecakes%20Outing%20029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/Cheesecakes%20Outing%20029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SKINNIES: Yuihei, Sam, Mat, Mel. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I just got my ipod last weekend. :) And I'm satisfied with it, except that I haven't gotten my running shoes and watch. Bowling last Saturday night till 1 plus, details at Malvina's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dinner for me because my throat is hurting like F and I refuse to swallow anything solid down my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad can be a horror at times. He just can't stop ranting on and on and on, just like malvina, oh my now I know where the genes came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if i had 64 hours a day i still won't have enough time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I owe someone a Happy Meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got my semester one results at 4:52pm in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't that good or bad, but i could have done better.&lt;br /&gt;Come on mat, gpa 3 = shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do you expect me to forget you clean,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i was about to throw you out of my mind,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you invade my mind without me knowing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like a vicious cycle, it never stops.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just can't stop being random now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Culture &amp; Expression classes started this week, meaning holidays ended last week. But I haven't even enjoyed a bit of holiday yet. Anyhow, trainings are getting more intensive because we're counting down to race again. :) And there's a camp coming up next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C&amp;amp;E classes are really interesting(only the video time!), Davin shows nice videos and documentaries about different cultures, like ancient Rome - gladiators, homo sapiens eg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was talking to one of my ex-classmates Azmi, he was telling me how much he missed Cheesecakes, hahaha so exaggerating please. But still, I thought he really missed every single one of us. Haha so he's officially the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Daddy of the class&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mathilda says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's class today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Azmi says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No good =( how about you Boss &lt;em&gt;(I wonder&lt;br /&gt;why he calls me boss. Maybe its the formality ha.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer cheesecake class ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Azmi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets&lt;br /&gt;hope we'll be in the same class next sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Azmi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope so, i'm so worried sick about you girls/boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Azmi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how it feels like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Azmi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That feeling is like a cheesecake without cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww. You sound like our daddy. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was the story of how azmi became Daddy. :) He was also showing me dumb Lord of the Rings clips from youtube. Haha it's like sick, oh my it's so terrible. And he was really making me laugh like nuts, cause he said something like, &lt;em&gt;"Mommy busy 'kayaking' with other people's 'Daddy'. "&lt;/em&gt; and all that nonsense. Hahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/1600/;%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/%3B%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During one of the previous trainings, I suddenly had the urge to call Clarissa up in the midst of training cause i needed to talk to her really badly, bad stituation. Meet up soon gfs! I miss everyone equally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on it's time to draw dragons and do assignments.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Press On.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115997512463566153?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115997512463566153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=115997512463566153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115997512463566153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115997512463566153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#115997512463566153' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-115920644814792055</id><published>2006-09-26T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T01:58:46.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Im still holding on,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holla! :)&lt;br /&gt;Im back to update.&lt;br /&gt;Im getting too lazy to come online.&lt;br /&gt;The same thing happens, aft training back at home i'll be sleeping my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never felt so much anxiety,&lt;br /&gt;when i represented my class for high jump,&lt;br /&gt;when i represented st elizabeth for long jump in sjc,&lt;br /&gt;when i was chosen to go for ltc,&lt;br /&gt;when it was my first time planning for sec 3 camp,&lt;br /&gt;when i was chosen for obs,&lt;br /&gt;when i was in cl, out there in front of the school during track&amp;field meet,&lt;br /&gt;when it was my first time leading our guitar ensemble to syf,&lt;br /&gt;until 2days ago when Sava happened at Bedok Reservoir&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; omgomg i couldnt sleep on Friday night cause i had more than 12hrs sleep on Thursday night (Oh yes, hahaha mommy won toto, goodness sake she was making so much noise when i was sleeping.) + i didn't choose my cds, like wthwthwth! mat how can you forget such an important thing. Sighs, i guess i have to make do with what i get when i choose next month. :)&lt;br /&gt;This race was indeed an exposure for us, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;team noobs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So we had 200m race on Saturday, we got into repechage and plate finals got a 4th position.&lt;br /&gt;Had 500m race on the following day, we got into semi finals and plate finals clinched a 3rd position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a long debrief on Sunday aft everything, felt like the debrief we used to have in camps.&lt;br /&gt;Debrief, the times we spent to analyse our mistakes and how we can improve and change for the better, thus not repeating the same mistake.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, i guess there were misunderstandings, miscommunications and everything we didn't expect. But afterall, we're a team and we have to put aside grudges in order to work as one! Nothing is easy, unless you give in your heart and soul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Princess Hours for almost the entire day, the show is addictive damn.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Sg Idol Grand Finals Result Show just now.&lt;br /&gt;And i think, Johnathan still rock, although Hady won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Firstly cause Jon has a good voice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Secondly he sings all sorts of genres.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lastly, he supports local music! Whooohooo! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry clique, i gave tanning a miss yesterday cause i was just too sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Training tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't stop, never give up! :B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115920644814792055?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115920644814792055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115920644814792055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115920644814792055' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</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-16997083.post-115851028512398192</id><published>2006-09-17T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T00:30:04.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;This gift is my curse for now.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. My Deborah darling wants me to do this so there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 random things about myself :&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm a cleaniness freak. (like my mom)&lt;br /&gt;2. I love to sing when i'm bathing.&lt;br /&gt;3. I love sunny days. :)&lt;br /&gt;4. There are times when i hate eating.&lt;br /&gt;5. I am noisy.&lt;br /&gt;6. I love salty stuff, especially salty popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;7. I sleep a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that scare me :&lt;br /&gt;1. Lizards, creepy crawlies.&lt;br /&gt;2. Dying before i can do what i want to.&lt;br /&gt;3. Dying with regrets.&lt;br /&gt;4. Losing my loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;5. Collapse one day, soon.&lt;br /&gt;6. Falling into coma and becoming a vegetable.&lt;br /&gt;7. Losing faith in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 random songs at the moment :&lt;br /&gt;1. Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol.&lt;br /&gt;2. Breathing - Yellowcard.&lt;br /&gt;3. Let It Be - The Beatles.&lt;br /&gt;4. Boston - Augustana.&lt;br /&gt;5. My Everything - 98 Degrees.&lt;br /&gt;6. Love of My Life - Queen.&lt;br /&gt;7. Gifts and Curses - Yellowcard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things i like most :&lt;br /&gt;1. Spending time with my gfs. :)&lt;br /&gt;2. Encouragement from my parents to pursue my dreams and passion.&lt;br /&gt;3. Reading. :B&lt;br /&gt;4. Healthy body, with no injuries.&lt;br /&gt;5. Doing what i enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;6. Shopping!&lt;br /&gt;7. Tanning, camping blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 people to do this :&lt;br /&gt;1. Malvina.&lt;br /&gt;2. Zhaolin! :)&lt;br /&gt;3. Fadhillah love.&lt;br /&gt;4. Chelle.&lt;br /&gt;5. Dale! :B&lt;br /&gt;6. Imaniah&lt;br /&gt;7. Hyper! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done done done.&lt;br /&gt;Holidays, here i come! :DD&lt;br /&gt;I'm so so glad this block ended, means no seeing &lt;strong&gt;nan2xi3(inside joke! HA.),&lt;/strong&gt; more time to rest and concentrate on trainings. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed down to school with rene cause we were going to be late for submission, crap!&lt;br /&gt;Lucky we weren't really that late. Hmm. Felt so good after submission, so relaxed. :)&lt;br /&gt;The singapore idols were in tp, like omg, OMG.&lt;br /&gt;We all rushed down to the canteen like crazy fans. LOL. I saw Hady and Johnathan, :).&lt;br /&gt;Went down to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Marina South with Cheesecakes for dinner, steamboat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. We walked from the mrt station to the steamboat place, took us about almost half an hour. Haha some idiots were jogging their way there, and i wonder who's idea was it. x) Jiajia&amp;bf got seats first, so it wasn't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;Damndamndamn full okay. The first time in weeks i've eaten so much in a meal. Eversince the buffet at Sakae Sushi, the thought of food/eating turns me off real badly. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Towards the end, we played sicssorspaperstone, the loser have to eat a piece of butter.&lt;br /&gt;Shit, and i was one of the unlucky one. The most fortunate person's definately Kenneth, he had a few pieces of butter+3raw eggs. His expression was -.- after having consumed the raw eggs, super gross!&lt;/strong&gt; So we left at arnd ten plus wanting to cab back cause we(Brandon,Yuihei&amp;amp;me) were too lazy&amp;tired. But, tell you what, we see no cabs, frustrating!&lt;br /&gt;Took a bus to mrt station then hoping to get a cab there, but we waited for half an hour, no taxi in sight. We were so bored we came up with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a formation to flag for cabs = something like chinese dance, okay for me, but two stupid guys doing that = i ROTFLMAO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, we were walking up and down the road, and we happen to see Lene, Deborah, Sam&amp;amp; Melinda waiting for cab. A cab came and we decided to let Melinda&amp;Lene go first, so the five of us waited&amp;amp;waited&amp;waited but here came a Maxi Taxi(some huge taxi)that charges 45$ for the ride. It's like daylight robbery! In the end we(Brandon,Yuihei&amp;amp;me) took train to Dhoby and cabbed back from there. Reached home like after midnight, and when i reach home, the vehicles that past by, are all taxis. I wonder why they're stuck in Sengkang when they can get business at Marina South. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The day went well, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. No more Visco.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Saw SG Idols. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Ate steamboat with cheesecakes.&lt;br /&gt;But the sad thing is, next sem we won't be in the same class anymore, but whatever it is, i enjoyed the time spent with every single one of you. Loveyouall, from the bottom of my heart. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday after training, bathed at Netball Centre then headed to Suntec for lunch. :) On the way to Suntec talked to Jessica. Yep, let's jiayou together okaye! Haha. Yumyum i miss the Salmon fried rice at the food court. Also ate that with jiemei during break lah. Missmiss. Had lunch and followed Denise, Jessica&amp;Melinda to shop for Denise's bags. Walked arnd shopped and i realised i haven't shopped since months ago. I want Niketops, NB shorts, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aldo red high heels(it's pretty i love, it fits well but it's 99$, save ah save!),&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Topshop green purse(i'm getting it soon!),&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; moremore many more. After Denise got her bag we headed to the mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dislike IMF&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. The news reported that the plates they used cost 90$.(what for waste money on such things, the government should do something about it. Rather than throwing money on such useless stuff why not donate the money to needy?) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Town area is so in accessible now, i can't even get to the mrt station, don't tell me there's shuttlebus. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Shops in Suntec must be losing so much due to imf, it's so much quieter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super fed-up okay, haha. When we walked towards the city link exit we realised the place was enclosed, there stood a police man, telling people the exit is closed, i was so angry i told them i wanted to go on a strike lah please! So we walked to almost Bugis i took bus to factory and went home with mom&amp;amp;dad.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Uncle Patrick's house, it's our beloved cousin's first month. That pretty boy got a nice name too, Lincoln Ho. I forgot his chinese name. But, omg, prettty name lah. His elder brother's name is Gordon. They got nice names suit their looks. I'm so in love with the elder brother cause he's so adorable. He has huge round eyes and a baby face. Awww! And uncle's place is really nice, small swimming pool and fitness corner. Homed and i fell straight to sleep once i lie down on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training today, blah.&lt;br /&gt;Mat buck up! Remember all, faith hope passion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls we can do it, together! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love you all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, and this is the longest post ever in months.&lt;br /&gt;Whoop, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt; tmr! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115851028512398192?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115851028512398192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=115851028512398192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115851028512398192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115851028512398192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115851028512398192' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-115814798567822531</id><published>2006-09-13T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T22:17:32.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Everything&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLLLOOOO folks!&lt;br /&gt;I'm back after mia-ing for such a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;Let me recall what are the things i did for the past uhm, 16 days- so 16 points and i'm gonna rush assignment. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Training resumed this month.&lt;br /&gt;2. Farewell bbq for year three seniors, funfunfun! Photos &lt;a href="http://missmatsnapshots.shutterfly.com/action/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, or at &lt;strong&gt;Kodak! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;3. Did you know that SJC was featured in the PM's speech? (Okaye, i know this is outdated information but still, I miss SJC!)&lt;br /&gt;4. I read up on The Beatles in the library some time ago cause i was like 4 hours early for class. And i found out that John from The Beatles died a long time ago, how sad. But their music never dies. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. I LIKE Tokyo Drift by Teriyaki Boyz, though the part where the girls sing, super annoying, but wakes me up. :) It's good to listen it early in the morning on the bus ride to Kallang for training.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Bus-ed home with yuihei&amp;serene, waves of stomache hit serene like crap. Ha! Talked about nonsense, our conversation revolved around toilets&amp;amp;shit, gross.&lt;br /&gt;7. Jay Chou released his new album, FeiYuQing colaborated. :D&lt;br /&gt;8. Natasha left for California last Saturday, couldn't send her off cause of training. Miss you babe, come back soon and we'll go tanning&amp;shopping! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;9. I hate myself for being late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Senior Amelia left for SIP on Monday. I effing woke up LATE. Hate it, absolutely. Weights training will be different without her, cause she always supports me for deltoid raise and now, i can do it myself. :) Thanks senior! Take care over there, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Watch Save The Last Dance For Me, Ji Sung is DAMNDAMN cute. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. For the past two days, i had lunch at 5plus with almost the same bunch of people, it's just laughing and, :) more laughing, i have never felt so tired after laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;13. My lecturer is a blood sucker! Cheesecake, say yes together! Damn damn damn, the next time around, if she pisses me off i'm gonna put her picture here (picture courtesy of yuihei, photographer deborah) and contaminate her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I realised that my speakers are blasted, noisy. Justin Timberlake's new song rocks like whoop! Check out Sexy Back :DD&lt;br /&gt;15. Today i took cab back home with the hougang people, yuihei&amp;amp;serene, purely out of impluse. The cab driver was driving at the speed of 120km/h on a normal road, not expressway. We almost got into an accident, man it was thrilling&amp;amp;scary. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;16. I want to watch teeeveee now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm super tired still. Though i had more than 8 hours of sleep last night. Hate having insomnia, sucks more when you don't have enough time to sleep. I had a dream weeks ago. If only it was real, i'll forget, i will. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enough blogging. This is fortunately, the last week of school before the long awaited ONE WEEK BREAK. Omg just shoot me! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just know that these things will never change for us at all &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love, mat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115814798567822531?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115814798567822531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=115814798567822531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115814798567822531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115814798567822531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115814798567822531' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-115677548539627520</id><published>2006-08-28T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T22:41:09.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Be My Love.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I admit i'm at fault.&lt;br /&gt;For causing such unwanted trouble at home.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's been hard on Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;Having to work every single day of the week, until wee hours, just to provide a nice and comfortable environment for us.&lt;br /&gt;Having to tolerate with everyone's mood swings, particularly three women in the house, i'm one of the greatest culprit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sorry Daddy, i love you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did a lot of thinking today, at home.&lt;br /&gt;When did this home start turning into a strange place?&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, when did I start to behave like that?&lt;br /&gt;There must be a reason to everything.&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me that some time ago, last year or the year before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to push the blame to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;However, i have to say that this year has been a hard one.&lt;br /&gt;Getting in polytechnic, school work piling up, dragonboat. :)&lt;br /&gt;Everything was good, until things started to go downhill.&lt;br /&gt;When i was on the verge of leaving my cca due to health issues, finding out certain things that made me find it harder to trust in people around me.&lt;br /&gt;All this was too difficult for me to cope with, emotionally, mentally, physically.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like it's as if i'm living in my own small little world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry to those affected.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Also thank you, that special someone who stood by.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thought you don't know much, but your presence is good enough. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what many will say, the experiences in life comes with a huge price and,&lt;br /&gt;experiencing and learning from it is painful but it'll be all worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Life is tough.&lt;br /&gt;The tough gets you tougher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in that.&lt;br /&gt;So now, it's time for some to wake up, MATHILDA HO!&lt;br /&gt;Get that right into your mind and tomorrow will be a greater day!&lt;br /&gt;Lovelovelove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Snow Patrol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I find the map and draw a straight line &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Over rivers, farms, and state lines &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The distance from here to where you'd be &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's only finger-lengths that I see &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I touch the place where I'd find your face &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My finger in creases of distant dark places &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ghosts with just voices &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your words in my memory &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are like music to me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm miles from where you are, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I lay down on the cold gound I, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I pray that something picks me up &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And sets me down in your warm arms &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After I have travelled so far &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'd set the fire to the third bar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'd share each other like an island &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until exhausted, close our eyelids &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And dreaming, pick up from &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The last place we left off &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115677548539627520?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115677548539627520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=115677548539627520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115677548539627520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115677548539627520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115677548539627520' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-115660895887704411</id><published>2006-08-26T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T00:23:04.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I heard a pin drop and a nervous heartbeat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fav online guy's back!&lt;br /&gt;But his nick sounds rather disappointing lah.&lt;br /&gt;Like as if some playboy drama's going on.&lt;br /&gt;Why should i care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;: D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm super fair, i can't stand seeing myself in this state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eeeew. Tanning soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kandis, Zhaolin, Yvonne, tanning soon please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Imaniah, Rachael, Huilin, tanning soon please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Clique, tanning soon please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tomorrow's the day. I don't have to work tomorrow. :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the kids. Pioneer Primary kids.&lt;br /&gt;Heard they're doing pretty good in prelims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;All the best in PSLE! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was damn tiring. Haven't been waking up early in one week straight. Cause lecture starts at 1pm now.&lt;br /&gt;Had to wake up at six plus, i overslept as usual, and was almost late for the talk at SP.&lt;br /&gt;The bus ride was insane, long journey.&lt;br /&gt;SP is huge, the school is like some maze with beautiful buildings.&lt;br /&gt;The talk was SO long.&lt;br /&gt;Speakers were famous architects/designers from Malaysian.&lt;br /&gt;Worth listening to. :)&lt;br /&gt;We were there with some lecturers &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;(SMALLBOY!)&lt;/span&gt; and year two seniors.&lt;br /&gt;Went PS after that for lunch. Then slacked totally. I was so so tired okaye.&lt;br /&gt;Two seniors talking like there's no tomorrow. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;About weird stuff on why it is okaye when you see two girls hold hands but not two guys, plus some other interestingly sick stuff about the punishment prisoners get in the past.&lt;br /&gt;Walked to Penisular Plaza Ruby, Mervin got his photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uting was weird today, she said, raw chance instead of rare chance, fish instead of fruits. HAHADAMNFUNNY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met SY shop with mommydaddy ate went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I see the same cute guy like 3 times in town. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okaye, time for this!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.Press foward for each question.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn't make sense.NO CHEATING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.Tag &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 at their tagboard to ask them to do this!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.Bold the questions and with the answers, give your own comments on how it relates to the questions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.How are you feeling today? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three 6 Mafia Feat. Frayser Boy - Don't Violate (First time listening to this song, a bit vulgar, no it's damn.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.Will you get far in life? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oasis - Bittersweet Symphony (Is it positive or negative man. Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.How do your friends see you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwen Stefani - Cool (HAHA, really?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.Will you get married?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben Lee - Catch My Disease (Omg, what does this imply. Haha :])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.What is your best friend's theme song?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delta Goodrem - Lost Without You (No comments.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.What is the story of your life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Van Morrison - Browned Eyed Girl (My life can't be about girls, hello boys&amp;amp;girls out there, i'm straight!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.What was high school like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson - The Actor (I enjoyed performing in sjc! SENIOR INSTRUCTORS LOVE THE PERFORMANCE NIGHT! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.How can you get ahead in life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bee Gees - How Deep Is Your Love (Totally out of point luh, oh no maybe not.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.What is the best thing about your friends?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planet Shakers - Running After You (Uhm, is this good or bad again. Haha, maybe its good cause it's a praise and worship song, on the other, i don't need my friends to run after me. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.What is in store for this weekend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greenday - Closing Time (It's not even Sunday yet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.What song describes you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Carbrera - It's You (Yes it's me, but this song doesn't describe me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.To describe your grandparents?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bayside - Posion In My Veins (Ridiculous!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13.How is your life going?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A1 - Nothing But Trouble (DAMN BAD SIGN, wth.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14.What song will they play at your funeral?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow Patrol - Headlights On The Roads (Appropriate song.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15.How does the world see you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oasis - Don't Go Away (WOW. Hahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16.Will you have a happy life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Postal Service - Umbrella (Oh no, sounds bad.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17.What do your friends really think of you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rihanna - SOS (Rescue Me) (Am i that scary, hahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18.Do people secretly lust over you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vandals - Soccer Mom (HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19.How can I make myself happy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Westlife - Against All Odds (Should I, not? I think the right song should be, All-American Rejects - Move Along.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20.What should you do with your life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rufio - One Slow Dance (But life's too short to live slowly. Uhm, maybe that's a signal for me to move slower, have more time for friends and family. :])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21.Will you ever have children?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber Pacific - Everything We Were Has Become (This song has no connections with this question here. Anyhow, I want children! The most innocent and pretty thing on Earth. :])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever can do this questionaire thing all right. :)&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty interesting, better than the previous one, thanks &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hyper!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Idiot's nick : &lt;em&gt;I need to find myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Retarded said : &lt;em&gt;LOOK INTO THE MIRROR!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) I'm tired, and it's time for sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Cravings for coffee.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Changi Airport. ):&lt;br /&gt;Race in a month's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ich Lieber. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115660895887704411?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115660895887704411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=115660895887704411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115660895887704411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115660895887704411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115660895887704411' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-115618392964662619</id><published>2006-08-22T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T02:12:09.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;So near, yet seems so far.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;hed something i say can make you appear right now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Full name: Mathilda Ho Seok Hoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Name backwards: Nooh Koes Oh Adlihtam (AHHA, the nooh koes sounds thai.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Were you named after someone: Mother Mathil or some english princess. I found out that my name origins from Germany.&lt;br /&gt;4. Meaning of name: Uh my mom says it means brave and couragous.&lt;br /&gt;5. Nickname: Mat, Mattie, Fifi(My mom calls me that, weird huh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;6. Screen name: MATTT - cute&amp;sweet&amp;amp;lovely little boy from the west, Aslam. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. D.O.B: 14th Novembe 1989&lt;br /&gt;8. Place of birth: Singapore Gleneagles Hospital&lt;br /&gt;9. Nationality: Singaporean&lt;br /&gt;10. Current location: In front of the half dead, hanging computer doing this interesting questionaire.&lt;br /&gt;11. Star sign: Scorpio&lt;br /&gt;12. Religion: Free thinker&lt;br /&gt;13. Height: 16ocm (I'm freaking short.)&lt;br /&gt;14. Weight: 47kg (I wished i was anorexic.)&lt;br /&gt;15. Shoe size: 7 (Mommy says i'm a dua ka po. :D)&lt;br /&gt;16. Hair colour: Almost black, slightly brown.&lt;br /&gt;17. Eye colour: Almmost black, slightly brown.&lt;br /&gt;18. Who do you look like: I look like my mom.&lt;br /&gt;19. Innie or outtie: Outtie!&lt;br /&gt;20. Leftie or rightie: Rightie!&lt;br /&gt;21. Gay, straight, bi or others: I am straight.&lt;br /&gt;22. Best friends: Clarissa, Kimberly, The Clique, Rachel. :)&lt;br /&gt;23. Best friend you trust most: Clarissa, Kimberly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Favourite pals: CHEESECAKE, and my Beloved DB GIRLS. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Best friend of opposite sex: My dad lah, who else.&lt;br /&gt;26. Best buddies: My girlfriends from the ij family. :)&lt;br /&gt;27. Boyfriend or girlfriend: Single&lt;br /&gt;28. Crush: I think you know who you are, i hope you know. :)&lt;br /&gt;29. Parents: Martin and Merlene (I'm from the M family. :D)&lt;br /&gt;30. Worst enemy: No one.&lt;br /&gt;31. Favourite online guy: Name starts with a D.&lt;br /&gt;32. Favourite online girl: None!&lt;br /&gt;33. Craziest friend: Melinda! :DD I can laugh out loud with her.&lt;br /&gt;34. Advice friend: Clarissa.&lt;br /&gt;35. Loudest friend: I think i'm the loudiest among my friends, &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;how now brown cow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;36. Person you cry with: Depends.&lt;br /&gt;37. Any sisters: Two crazy but lovely sisters i cherish. :)&lt;br /&gt;38. Any brothers: I wished i had a brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. Any pets: My sister's a monkey, what do you think.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Any disease: Heart Disease.&lt;br /&gt;41. Pagers: Out-dated.&lt;br /&gt;42. Personal phone line: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;43. Cell phone: Nokia, i forgot the model.&lt;br /&gt;44. Lava lamp: Dots.&lt;br /&gt;45. Pool or hot tub: Hot tub please.&lt;br /&gt;46. A car: I want &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a red Volkswagen&lt;/span&gt; thank you.&lt;br /&gt;47. Your personality: I am myself.&lt;br /&gt;48. Driving: I dreamt of driving my dad's car.&lt;br /&gt;49. Room: &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Mellow Yellow in colour, I miss St Elizabeth!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What’s missing: My stupid bankbook, my mind, my online guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;51. School: Temasek Polytechnic, School Of Design, Interior Architecture &amp; Design! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Bed colour: &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yellow yellow, colour of Sesame Street Big Bird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Relationship with parents: Still all right.&lt;br /&gt;54. Believe in yourself: I'm a believer! (The boy from pioneer primary sings this song to distract his classmates.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;55. Believe in love at first sight: No. Those who think so are fools.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Good listener: Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;57. Get along well with parents: 7/10&lt;br /&gt;58. Save email conversations: I thought email conversations are automatically saved. &lt;br /&gt;59. Pray: Yes, i talk to God a lot.&lt;br /&gt;60. Believe in reincarnation: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;61. Make fun of people: When i feel like doing so.&lt;br /&gt;62. Like to talk on the phone: Not really, depends who's the other party.&lt;br /&gt;63. Want to get married: To the one i love. :)&lt;br /&gt;64. Like to drive: My car will probably run into a tree or something.&lt;br /&gt;65. Motion sickness: When i read on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;66. Eat stem of broccoli: Why not, it's delicious. :)&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; I love greens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Eat chicken with fork: Yes.&lt;br /&gt; 68. Dream in colour: Some times.&lt;br /&gt;69. Type with your fingers on home role: No no, i type with my toes.&lt;br /&gt;70. Sleep with stuff animals:Even if i do, the next morning everything will be on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;71. Next to you: Happy (My stuffed toy, birthday present from amerie&amp;xinjie. :]), sjc pullover, handphone, HI-CHEW, Korean Phrasebook.&lt;br /&gt;72. On the walls of your room: Linkin Park Poster, Clock, Air-con.&lt;br /&gt;73. On your mousepad: My mouse.&lt;br /&gt;74. Dream car: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red Volkswagen&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;75. Dream date: With the one i love.&lt;br /&gt;76. Dream honeymoon spot: Paris, Hawaii, London.&lt;br /&gt;77. Dream husband or wife: Look in the mirror at 12am and peel the skin of an apple, tell me if i works, if it does, i'll tell you after i try. :)&lt;br /&gt;78. Bedtime: Depends.&lt;br /&gt;79. Under your bed: My floor.&lt;br /&gt;80. Single most important question: Uhm, what do you mean.&lt;br /&gt;81. Bad time of a day: When my mom starts nagging, when someone's attitude pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;82. Your worst fear: Lizards, Cockroaches, any flying insects.&lt;br /&gt;83. The weather is: Humid&lt;br /&gt;84. Time: 0120&lt;br /&gt;85. Date: 22nd August 2006&lt;br /&gt;86. Best trick did on someone: Too many. :D&lt;br /&gt;87. Theme song: My theme song for the moment, It Hurts by Angels &amp; Airwaves. To another special one, Wonderwall by Oasis. :)&lt;br /&gt;88. Hardest thing about growing up: Too many lessons to learn.&lt;br /&gt;89. Funniest experience: Rolling my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;90. Scariest experience: Dreaming that my parents passed away.&lt;br /&gt;91. Silliest thing you have ever said: Uh, i laughed at this cute guy and it was too loud, he heard it. Sometimes it isn't good to be loud.&lt;br /&gt;92. Most desperate and funniest thing i have done to get the opposite sex: I'm not desperate, remember.&lt;br /&gt;93. Scariest thing while you are with your friends: Sat at the edge of level 5 design school ledge.&lt;br /&gt;94. Worst feeling: Loosing my trust in someone, confusion, loosing faith, hope.&lt;br /&gt;95. Best feeling in the world: Sleeping when i'm tired, crying when i'm sad, eating when i'm hungry, laughing out loud when i'm happy, having someone to talk to when i'm in need of a ear.&lt;br /&gt;96. AND NOW THE SABOTAGING BEGINS!!! CHOOSE EIGHT TO DO THE QUIZ!!! - Kimberly, Melinda, Fadhillah, Samuel, Yousian, Malvina, Deborah, Rachel. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right,&lt;br /&gt;enough of questions.&lt;br /&gt;I found out my name actually means battle maiden, strength, might, power.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I loved the non air-conditioned bus tonight. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Last night was fun,&lt;br /&gt;out with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since we met up, Natasha's back.&lt;br /&gt;With pretty hair and good figure. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate at Chompchomp. Good food adds calories.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna diet like mad again. (Kim let's go on diet all right!)&lt;br /&gt;Then had dessert at Ice3.&lt;br /&gt;This place with excellent ambience, tables with blue light.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful place to sit around with.&lt;br /&gt;Got Fondue and icecream darn expensive.&lt;br /&gt;Talked and laughed like crazy, cause of beatrice luh that woman.&lt;br /&gt;It was great, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way out,&lt;br /&gt;i happen to see this couple quarreling.&lt;br /&gt;My oh my, girls nowadays should just be strong and not go after jerks begging for forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up a forest for a &lt;strong&gt;rotten &lt;/strong&gt;tree.&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see the way he's treating you.&lt;br /&gt;We followed the couple, all the way from the main road to the club.&lt;br /&gt;The girl was pulling the guy, hoping he won't leave her behind.&lt;br /&gt;But that jerk just continued walking, &lt;em&gt;wtf&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Asshole. Told you some guys are nothing but rubbish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we followed them for a while and they disappeared into one of the small lanes in gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope that girl is all right now. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently certain things made me thing twice,&lt;br /&gt;what the people around me tell me.&lt;br /&gt;If you like him go for him, but uh.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand people around me experience countless breakups&lt;br /&gt;and problems with relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Poot.&lt;br /&gt;If that POS of mine wants to tag, please be more careful with your words. :)&lt;br /&gt;I can read your mind. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be sleeping now.&lt;br /&gt;Morning jog tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Tas. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115618392964662619?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115618392964662619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=115618392964662619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115618392964662619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115618392964662619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115618392964662619' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-115578399070751298</id><published>2006-08-20T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T03:10:56.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Illusions kill.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm tired of staring at the sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't stand the way you burn my eyes so I can't see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stealing every breath I breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You push me into overdrive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't need this kind of high cause now I'm done&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You took everything while I was staring at the sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th August 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friendster Daily Horoscope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone wants you to give them something, teach them to find it for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Detail&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone close to you needs you to give them something, and it could be a gesture or commitment you are not ready to give. So instead of simply giving them what they want, you need to teach them how to find it for themselves. Over the years you have learned a lot about getting what you want, so why not share that with them? You may be telling them something that they don't want to hear, but in the end it will be better for both of you if you put yourself first, at least for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired&lt;br /&gt;There's work tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Kids, :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left house at 12plus on thursday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Watched Li Sheng Jie's Campus Concert, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;his songs are damn damn nice please get his album. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thon-ed at Changi Airport on thursday night.&lt;br /&gt;We shopped for stuff at Cold Storage, stuff like facial wash, towel, food - cornflakes, etc. :)&lt;br /&gt;Damn fun! It's like shopping with your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That place is freaking &lt;em&gt;cold&lt;/em&gt; please.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness lah.&lt;br /&gt;Eyecandy wasn't working, how sad.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, well we did work but slowly.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gettting used to not sleeping now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to school 10 plus in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Did work till 6 plus.&lt;br /&gt;Was singing nice songs, some people in the studio sang together, that sounded damn good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The class spirit never dies.&lt;/em&gt; Love you all so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 7 plus on friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Total time out : 31 hours = one day 7 hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Record breaking. :)&lt;br /&gt;I was tired to the point that i fell asleep on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And thank you yui hei for accompanying me to wait for my bus. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replenished now.&lt;br /&gt;I got 12 hours of sleep, not very long though,&lt;br /&gt;i thought i'll sleep till the night.&lt;br /&gt;Haha after dinner went rowing at my pool. :)&lt;br /&gt;It was super funny. The boat and one paddle, we kept going in rounds.&lt;br /&gt;I total embarrassed myself omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back.&lt;br /&gt;Talked to malvina for like so long, almost 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;We were hiding in the backyard. :DD&lt;br /&gt;Talked about school and all.&lt;br /&gt;Malvina said that i'm damn &lt;strong&gt;straight-forward and serious&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Talked about stupid stuff : jerks.&lt;br /&gt;My mind is set, guys, they're nothing but &lt;em&gt;Trouble&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Unless someone can make me change my mind, or else that mindset will remain.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for hearing me out, Ho Seok Ying. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shot through the heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And you're to blame &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You give love a bad name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hady can really sing! :D&lt;br /&gt;I said Hakim instead of Hady = wth.&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Michelle said Nicholas Shay instead of Nick Lachey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;xoxoxo morning beautiful sweet world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;there you go, kim. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Dearest Chew Chian Boon! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Knew you since sec2 or sec3.&lt;br /&gt;You've been the most hyper, friendly, sweet ij sister i knew through. :)&lt;br /&gt;I remember the times when we get pissed, tired, happy, crazy, high together during camp preps, chop wood, and during camp.&lt;br /&gt;You were always there, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;giving me an assuring smile to brighten up my&lt;br /&gt;day, somehow, telling me that everything's gonna be all right.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i'm tired you're there to keep me awake.&lt;br /&gt;We've been through so much in sjc together.&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling uneased when i went to FOC on day one.&lt;br /&gt;You were the one that made me less afraid. :)&lt;br /&gt;Now that we're in tp, those three days at FOC meant that we went to another camp together, i thought sjc's sec one orientation camp was the last, i'm glad it isn't.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that we will go to FOC for the following years in tp, let's go together all right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's gather all sjc camp instructors in tp to join FOC together,&lt;br /&gt;bring our ij spirit to the rest, spread the love that we had in sjc, the strong bond that will never cease.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad i'm the one you call when you weren't sure if you should come for training.&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud of you, my darling, that you had the courage, to take the first step to come for trainings. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm glad you're around during trainings to give my low spirits a lift.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, that just a &lt;em&gt;"go mat!"&lt;/em&gt; is able to motivate me so much.&lt;br /&gt;You were there during the period of time when i had to go for checkup, when the doctor said i can't be in db, you were the first person i tell, when my parents discourage me, you told me to stay on. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you for being around, thank you for telling me to push myself to the limits, without you i won't know that i can go this far in db.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all this, i'm gonna stay in db and i will not give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU MORE THAN WORDS CAN SAY, KIM! :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115578399070751298?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115578399070751298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=115578399070751298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115578399070751298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115578399070751298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115578399070751298' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-115547264477320391</id><published>2006-08-13T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T21:46:40.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Five long months without you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i am, once again pissed at the same old person.&lt;br /&gt;I bet this will go on forever, until she wakes up her idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn damn damn, she's old enough to be sensible enough to set her priorities right.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, come on, stop being childish. &lt;em&gt;Bitch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't need a mom who doesn't care about the house.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't need a mom who isn't understand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't need a mom who enjoys watching korean dramas all day long.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't need a mom who's attitude suck, worse than a rebellious teenager.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't need a mom with never-ending terrible horrifying mood swings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depressing isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;When you have a parent like that, who thinks she's always right.&lt;br /&gt;You are not perfect, so don't go about scolding.&lt;br /&gt;So don't you go around the house bossing us around as though we're fools.&lt;br /&gt;If we do, we're the greatest fools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okaye i'm all done, enough negative information.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, had work today.&lt;br /&gt;Those kids never fail to make me happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sweet thangs.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primary six students are adorable.&lt;br /&gt;Uhm not all, some super playful, some damn shy.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, hahaha&lt;strong&gt; girls with bob hair beware. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ha apparently there's this guy who loves girls with bob hair, and he wants his future daughter to have bob hair. Goodness. So cute haha! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg i forgot to talk about last week's session at Admirlty Primary,&lt;br /&gt;there was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;this Shan Wee look-alike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! :D&lt;br /&gt;He's super cute lah. *Grins&lt;br /&gt;There were a few good looking malay boys around.&lt;br /&gt;And Suganya was talking about this another mixed blood boy who's damn cute.&lt;br /&gt;Omg mat, you're a&lt;em&gt; pedophile&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Vic, he's sooo sweet to offer me his packed lunch when he knew i didn't take lunch. :)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Siva and sister and other trainers, for making my day. :)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mr Tan, for sending Vic and I to the MRT station. :)&lt;br /&gt;To sum up, this week's session was way better, cause the kids were more attentive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out something, &lt;strong&gt;i have a passion for teaching. :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprising cause i never thought of liking teaching, i used to hate my primary school teachers lah you see, but i ain't a bad student. :)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i was just a slow learner. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In our eyes are mirror images and when&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We kiss they're perfectly aligned&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I have to speculate that God himself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did make us into corresponding shapes like&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Puzzle pieces from the clay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And true, it may seem like a stretch, but&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Its thoughts like this that catch my troubled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Head when you're away when I am missing you to death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you are out there on the road for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Several weeks of shows and when you scan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The radio, I hope this song will guide you home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need to do my mtpre now.&lt;br /&gt;The new light bulbs dad replaced is making the room so freaking stuffy. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;I miss &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; badly.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike Ge Tai, noisy luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115547264477320391?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115547264477320391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=115547264477320391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115547264477320391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115547264477320391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115547264477320391' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-115538320444337032</id><published>2006-08-12T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T00:25:30.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I've got a lot of things to learn.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet again.&lt;br /&gt;So much to do, so little time left.&lt;br /&gt;This week past pretty fast.&lt;br /&gt;It's already Saturday for goodness sake, and tmr is Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;*Beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Belated Birthday to,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clarissa, Yuting, Cindy and Brandon!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday to Singapore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lighting this week wasn't that tough, Mtpre was seriously crap.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt; having to rush through my work, that means that piece of work isn't my hundred percent effort. It sucks when lecturers rush you like hell, when you're not done with this assignment they move onto the next one, that's the reason why they have to &lt;strong&gt;REPEAT&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;over and over again&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday went KBox, Brandon's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was doing mtpre in the room. Madness.&lt;br /&gt;The room was bigger than the one we went the previous time.&lt;br /&gt;Haha shiok. Can jump on the sofa. :)&lt;br /&gt;I think we should really come together now,&lt;br /&gt;since we only have one month left before we part, like a chinese phrase, &lt;em&gt;hao ju hao san&lt;/em&gt;, meaning gather happily and part happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had trials again.&lt;br /&gt;You know what, all i could do was stand around, cheer for the rest.&lt;br /&gt;Okaye, no this isn't the way, i should be telling myself to train to do pullups,&lt;br /&gt;that's the very least i can do now. :)&lt;br /&gt;Positive! Think happy thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Kim's tag at my comment box made me think a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My Dearest Chew Chian Boon! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Knew you since sec2 or sec3.&lt;br /&gt;You've been the most hyper, friendly, sweet ij sister i knew through. :)&lt;br /&gt;I remember the times when we get pissed, tired, happy, crazy, high together during camp preps, chop wood, and during camp.&lt;br /&gt;You were always there, &lt;strong&gt;giving me an assuring smile to brighten up my day, somehow, telling me that everything's gonna be all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;When i'm tired you're there to keep me awake.&lt;br /&gt;We've been through so much in sjc together.&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling uneased when i went to FOC on day one.&lt;br /&gt;You were the one that made me less afraid. :)&lt;br /&gt;Now that we're in tp, those three days at FOC meant that we went to another camp together, i thought sjc's sec one orientation camp was the last, i'm glad it isn't.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that we will go to FOC for the following years in tp, let's go together all right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's gather all sjc camp instructors in tp to join FOC together, bring our ij spirit to the rest, spread the love that we had in sjc, the strong bond that will never cease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I'm glad i'm the one you call when you weren't sure if you should come for training.&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud of you, my darling, that you had the courage, to take the first step to come for trainings. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm glad you're around during trainings to give my low spirits a lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You know, that just a &lt;em&gt;"go mat!"&lt;/em&gt; is able to motivate me so much.&lt;br /&gt;You were there during the period of time when i had to go for checkup, when the doctor said i can't be in db, you were the first person i tell, when my parents discourage me, you told me to stay on. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you for being around, thank you for telling me to push myself to the limits, without you i won't know that i can go this far in db.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;For all this, i'm gonna stay in db and i will not give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU MORE THAN WORDS CAN SAY, KIM!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday went to watch fireworks with class and huiying's friends. :)&lt;br /&gt;Teeehee, i didn't bring camera so no pictures to show.&lt;br /&gt;It was so crowded, so many people went to watch.&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, can't help wow-ing while watching lah.&lt;br /&gt;After fireworks, stayed at the bay played &lt;strong&gt;dare&amp;dare&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Was scary, imagine yourself doing something stupid in front of strangers,&lt;br /&gt;like standing on the bench shouting to your name to the river.&lt;br /&gt;But it was real fun, doing &lt;s&gt;chicken dance&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And i'm super super sick of some stuff, will you all just leave me alone, tyvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's work tmr, so looking forward. :DDDDD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaye enough blogging, this entry's super long.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures taken at KBox the other time, happy viewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://missmatsnapshots.shutterfly.com/action/"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/KBox%20018.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Much Love, Mat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115538320444337032?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115538320444337032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=115538320444337032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115538320444337032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115538320444337032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115538320444337032' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-115470742122097387</id><published>2006-08-04T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T00:16:40.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bye bye beautiful.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wish i could get a medical certificate to excuse myself from school for &lt;em&gt;six months&lt;/em&gt;, i'm serious. So that i can go over to HK for cousin's wedding at the end of the year, also that i can send myself to Europe for some crazy shopping which i'm desperately in need of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Retail therapy does wonders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But no, that means i'll miss trainings! Endure endure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MTPRE never gets better thought it can be fun at times but for today, &lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think i &lt;strong&gt;need&lt;/strong&gt; to go back to school tmr really early in the morning to do the measurements of the pavilion. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Confusing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okaye i can't be bothered. I'm tired. now.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Heee we went to town on Wednesday. Acutally Kbox. Cause our lovely CM fell sick so lecture was cancelled. Had bean curd at the famous shop, i forgot the name think its rochor something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kbox = cheena thats right.&lt;/span&gt; We had so much fun going wild singing screaming and the peanuts&amp;company were all over the place thanks to &lt;strong&gt;38&lt;/strong&gt;! :) Hopefully pics can be uploaded. Okaye Blogger's lagging big time so photos promised asap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But still i must say &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;the time was well spent&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Relaxing and getting away from assignments for a while. Studying the lighting there. Ha-ha-ha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Random speaks;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm addicted to chinese songs. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I found another route to school, great isn't it. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;this uncle&lt;/span&gt; on 89, he kept giving me that weird look for the entire journey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dislike traveling to school on public transport, cause my t square's big and takes up space, secondly i'm clumsy thus resulting in the small cut on my finger. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now every morning, i wish i had someone like Lynette to hold my t square for me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I take more time to get ready if i wake up early. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I saw this &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;weird uncle&lt;/span&gt; on the bus again, today. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I saw Carmen on the bus today! :) Fellow SJCIAN, i missed you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Stupid guy in the lift laughed at my silliness. Cause i was like "Where's Shirley?" when she was standing in the corner of the lift. Sarcastic Ass he dared to say, "Eh so funny." when i was in the lift in front of him. Poot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I saw my eye candy and he saw me too. Aww.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I almost got wet at the pavilion just now. Some twit wanted to lure me to the springler. Haha but it was hilarious.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought of her and she texted me. It's coincidental i know. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Menu of the day : Fish &amp;amp; Chips + Tomato Soup + Barley + Hip Hop Jelly + 2 Siew Mai + 1 Hashbrown + 1 Sardine Puff + Ice Peach Tea + Fish Crackers + Chicken Rice + Fruits = 1245723501348134 CARLORIES. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OMG I'M SO SCREWED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have so many things to do, go on a diet and get rid of 5kg of lard asap, training later, work tomorrow, :) hope my students are lovely people. Do my mtpre happily! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And last catch quality sleep!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOVELOVE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115470742122097387?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115470742122097387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=115470742122097387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115470742122097387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115470742122097387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115470742122097387' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-115445383732098856</id><published>2006-08-02T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T01:37:17.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;A picture can say a thousand words.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nobody said it was easy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random shit.&lt;br /&gt;I want to blog about everything this fine morning. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To some people, i had to show you attitude cause you serious deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;My patience is running dry, i don't have the mood to entertain you.&lt;br /&gt;Now i don't really care if you really meant it, just give it up will you.&lt;br /&gt;No point telling people, then they'll just tell me.&lt;br /&gt;And do you think i give a damn, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And to my team mates, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sorry if i've been demoralising the team. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I apologise sincerely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Also to my lovely clique,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We should meet up soon you all know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I miss you guys a lot lah! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lastly, I dreamt of you last night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;My mind's falling into a deep sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i close my eyes, visions of you appear in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but think of those days.&lt;br /&gt;Can i say, &lt;em&gt;I miss you, cause i really do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;em&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;: D Peek-a-boo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/1600/DSC01251.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/00%20018.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Before haircut : YanMiao, Melinda, Me. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/DSC01251.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After haircut : Lighting Studies Group. They're LAUGHTERS AND SMILES. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mat loves all, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;smooches&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115445383732098856?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115445383732098856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=115445383732098856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115445383732098856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115445383732098856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115445383732098856' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-115393197879187660</id><published>2006-07-27T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T00:39:38.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;As Soon As I Hang Up The Phone&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it won't be all right for the time being,&lt;br /&gt;but for the&lt;strong&gt; TIME BEING ONLY&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing much thinking,&lt;br /&gt;whenever my mind is free it'll drift to the past and what not all sorts of nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;I need to be busy to stop myself from thinking.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad i'm kept occupied, thanks to assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start to the week was pretty okaye,&lt;br /&gt;like &lt;strong&gt;real&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But the lecturers for this block's like really fun and lovely people. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for that.&lt;br /&gt;But damn gastric's acting up for no reason i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly i feel too tired to move around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Letargic&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, it's the appropriate word to describe myself for the past three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Training was still manageable, thats a good sign. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To : O_O&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't be worried,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you know i'll be fine. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No CPR no dying. Haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like late and i'm still doing my MTpre.&lt;br /&gt;Fun drawing 2D stuff.&lt;br /&gt;YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos at ACM soon&lt;br /&gt;(P.S - I love cam whoring)&lt;br /&gt;(P.P.S - I so love my group!)&lt;br /&gt;and i need to colour my hair either greyish/brown/blonde soon. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sweetheartheart! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Good Morning Earth.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115393197879187660?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115393197879187660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=115393197879187660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115393197879187660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115393197879187660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115393197879187660' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-115365872121619863</id><published>2006-07-23T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T23:12:37.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'll live a day for you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of the house.&lt;br /&gt;That bitch's voice can be heard 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;Like omg &lt;em&gt;fffffff&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i'm home early nobody's home,&lt;br /&gt;when i'm back late everyone's at home, am &lt;em&gt;i&lt;/em&gt; unlucky or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that happen recently made me realise how some people can be so selfish, pretending to be concerned about me, in serious fact, they don't even understand or the least know how i feel. You people don't know what it is like to love something. You had your passion when you were young, what is it like when people ask you to forsake it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not being stubborn, i'm determined to get what i want so if you insist me on giving it up, you can give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;And, i know i'm not treating everyone right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I apologise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Also, if you're wondering, i've given up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing to announce,&lt;br /&gt;I got a haircut. WHOOP!&lt;br /&gt;My hair's &lt;strong&gt;short&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, back to short AGAIN yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But i like it, thank you Supercut. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had training yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR, it was the worse.&lt;br /&gt;Damn you mathilda ho, just get yourself proper meals so you wont suffer during trainings.&lt;br /&gt;Screwed up training indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, i loved the company of db girls. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They =  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate at KCF, had such a great time laughing about stories.&lt;br /&gt;I choked on my drink like a few times cause of the stupid but hilarous things they were making up.&lt;br /&gt;Madness. Then we took bus to Suntec to get stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melinda and i met Brandon to go Far East for Azli's performance.&lt;br /&gt;We took such a long time to meet. Haha stupid shite.&lt;br /&gt;Took bus down town, bought donuts and headed to Far East.&lt;br /&gt;We were just &lt;strong&gt;on time&lt;/strong&gt;. So &lt;em&gt;freaking crowded&lt;/em&gt; please.&lt;br /&gt;The performance was &lt;strong&gt;good good&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks darling Clarissa for taking over work today, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you sweet friend. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Block Three is over, is it 2 or 3.&lt;br /&gt;Next block is a &lt;strong&gt;killer&lt;/strong&gt; for sure.&lt;br /&gt;That means less sleep, less updating.&lt;br /&gt;I need to sleep, to find solace in my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Night love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115365872121619863?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115365872121619863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=115365872121619863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115365872121619863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115365872121619863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115365872121619863' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-115303665556789599</id><published>2006-07-16T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T15:57:35.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nothing is Impossible.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I swear i hate that cup of water.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just literally went over the fucking piece of perspective drawing i did, it's like almost half done.&lt;br /&gt;Wasted my damn effort.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh i'm pissed therefore i shall leave it alone for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;And my copic markers are running out of ink soon, wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Training was shiokness yesterday. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never fails to bring my &lt;strong&gt;morale up&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Rowing was always enjoyable, my coxing failed though.&lt;br /&gt;But but but, give me more time i'm gonna cox well!&lt;br /&gt;Running rocks so much, give me more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on girls, just give your best and leave the rest to God. :)&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry about chopping, there's next year.&lt;br /&gt;We've come so far, have faith and the determination to perservere through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Right read the below,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treatment of mitral valve regurgitation depends on the severity and progression of your condition and signs and symptoms. You may need heart surgery to repair or replace the valve. Left unchecked, &lt;strong&gt;severe mitral valve regurgitation can lead to congestive heart failure or serious heart rhythm irregularities (arrhythmias).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The indications for mitral valve repair are undergoing constant re-evaluation. &lt;strong&gt;Recent evidence suggests that earlier surgical intervention, particularly if repair is possible, may prevent irreversible damage to the heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell, treat it once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;Please please please please let me decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lovexoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115303665556789599?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115303665556789599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=115303665556789599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115303665556789599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115303665556789599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115303665556789599' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-115272838363977687</id><published>2006-07-13T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T02:19:43.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im back yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been through so much the past week i dont knw where to start from.&lt;br /&gt;I should be freaking sleeping now but hell i still have to do research for class tmr.&lt;br /&gt;I love my lecturer anyway, though i dont understand a thing she says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;says:&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl said, don't think so, brandy said don't know, U said yes, i say &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;let's kill ___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mat says:&lt;br /&gt;SURE!&lt;br /&gt;Mat says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha shes so nice to you&lt;br /&gt;Mat says:&lt;br /&gt;then you want to kill her?&lt;br /&gt;says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She may be polite, but her her politeness kills us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I so agree on this part.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well like i've said many things happen over a short time, its hard explaining everything now. I'll tell you if you want to know. Ask me next year or something.&lt;br /&gt;So if i ever give you the cold shoulder or whatever, understand me cause things are pretty messed up right now.&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna get it settled later,&lt;br /&gt;mom and dad please understand me please. &lt;strong&gt;*cross fingers*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big thanks to those who boost my morale, i know i wont be here without you guys. :)&lt;br /&gt;I really thank God for giving me such lovely people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Db rocks my world, the entire universe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babes do your best shot later. I'll be there to support you all. *hugs tightly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times i just broke down and cry,&lt;br /&gt;thats so not me but i got to get rid of my tears that i kept inside, for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me some time and i'll be back, probably in about a month or so.&lt;br /&gt;Also, i guess its time to study hard and not fool around.&lt;br /&gt;Concentrate and focus mat! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faithfaithfaithfaithfaith+hopehopehope!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO &lt;s&gt;OR DIE&lt;/s&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh today on the bus heading home,&lt;br /&gt;this&lt;em&gt; stupid guy&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;$(@_$#!$!(!)@(!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lean on me when the bus braked.&lt;br /&gt;Omg he's&lt;strong&gt; so&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;fucking heavy&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;my knee was like cracking. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dont want another defect.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right im done.&lt;br /&gt;No worries i'll be back soon.&lt;br /&gt;Take care all love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115272838363977687?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115272838363977687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=115272838363977687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115272838363977687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115272838363977687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115272838363977687' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-115185571357713936</id><published>2006-07-02T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T23:55:16.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;On the Brink.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i feel like a &lt;em&gt;total bitch&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Nah, not because of &lt;em&gt;this &lt;/em&gt;reason, cause of&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To continue what i wanted to say,&lt;br /&gt;thank you for teaching me this precious lesson,&lt;br /&gt;that is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not to trust someone easily&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;This time round, i followed my heart,&lt;br /&gt;and well i was kind of right, from the beginning i was.&lt;br /&gt;At least things happened after i got hold of what went on.&lt;br /&gt;So everything was reduced to a minimum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't screw &lt;em&gt;this thing&lt;/em&gt; up but i screwd &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; up.&lt;br /&gt;Omg just what is wrong with you boy.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you just bloody make up your mind.&lt;br /&gt;It's now or never. Ah wth ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you saying hello to hesitance, goodbye to &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause if you're thinking of doing that, i'm gonna make sure i strangle you till you turn purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;FYI: This is self-lecturing.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No trouble&lt;/strong&gt; at all.&lt;br /&gt;In fact i've opened my eyes wide to see the things around me.&lt;br /&gt;All right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feeling kind of nonsensical.&lt;/strong&gt; Michelle's like gonna come over later.&lt;br /&gt;And help me with some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;She so rocks i tell you. Make me laugh like some &lt;em&gt;moron&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love db. :)&lt;/span&gt; The only colour in here.&lt;br /&gt;Seniors did their best and i'm just so proud of them.&lt;br /&gt;Screamed my ass off for two days in a row, i'm so losing my voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't wait for trainings. :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's gonna be no sleep for the next two days.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like so freaking sad.&lt;br /&gt;Psst, jiamin &lt;strong&gt;let's go for a hair cut&lt;/strong&gt; at the end of the year please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;For you i will keep that smile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Farewell folks. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115185571357713936?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115185571357713936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=115185571357713936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115185571357713936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115185571357713936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115185571357713936' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-115169373188248408</id><published>2006-07-01T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T02:55:31.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;12 More Days.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 days and this blog is stagnant.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to go mia okaye.&lt;br /&gt;So many times i had the urge to blog but in the end no i didn't cause i don't want to disgrace you right here. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm glad it's like alright now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Though its not really okaye, in fact its getting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;worse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell what's with the contradiction mat!&lt;br /&gt;Blahblahblah i'm gonna live with it anyhow so don't you ever think of bringing me down with those stupid stories you tell people, asshole! :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thank you those who are true and stood by me, you know who you are lahh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I appreciate all your concern and for listening to what i have to say, talking to me, helping me with my work [:)].&lt;br /&gt;I heart all of you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For the rest, i'm not gonna get angry at you and start a cold war cause that'll be childish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's been pretty taxing, with lectures and trainings. :)&lt;br /&gt;Still hanging on right there till the end. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Optimistic, be optimistic mat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like colour, and comdi is fun, i mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Being late is a big NO for colour lectures, unless you want your parents to make friends with you-know-who!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Today's&lt;u&gt; Singapore Dragon Boat Festival 2006&lt;/u&gt;. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;All the best to seniors! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I love db girls, you all rock. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've taken so long, I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never had so far to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's not where you can be, it's what you can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That takes you there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Your destination &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3,&lt;br /&gt;Mat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115169373188248408?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115169373188248408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=115169373188248408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115169373188248408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115169373188248408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115169373188248408' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-115125076041582053</id><published>2006-06-25T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T23:52:40.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;A Girl's Best Friend.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah that woman's back. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Grins, everything at home seems to fall back into place now.&lt;/span&gt; I'm just so glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell am i blogging now when i have only 5 minutes to blog cause the match's starting soon. England vs Ecuador at 11pm. The game started already. I'm so frigging tired thats why i'm gonna sleep soon and catch the next match. It'll be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Portugal vs Netherlands&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, i miss seeing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ronaldo, Figo and Deco&lt;/span&gt;, like how&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i miss my clique, and cheesecake. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're like&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; the hottest guys&lt;/span&gt; in the team, they play well too.&lt;br /&gt;Michelle said Figo's like so man. I agree lah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm not fat, for once i've admitted that. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be happy, that someone. Cause i listened to what you told me.&lt;br /&gt;Super random ignore this part lahhh okayee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a good mood so yeah, any idiot wants to spoil my mood just go ahead i so won't be affected by it pleaseeeeeee. :) I'll just ignore you the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sickening how some people can be. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They never notice that they're actually behaving in such a poor manner that their attitude somehow irritates me. I hate it lah. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/1600/CIMG5475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/CIMG5475.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Somehow &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm not looking forward to school next week cause of lect.&lt;/span&gt; and on the other hand &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i'm starting to miss trainings and db girls so much&lt;/span&gt;. Hopefully lect. and trainings won't clash that badly cause&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i promise i'll do anything, everything &lt;/span&gt;to cope studies and trainings, both. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright i'm gonna sleep now and wake up at 3am for the match. :) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nights all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And I can't take it what am I waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;My heart's still breaking, I miss you even more&lt;br /&gt;And I can't fake it the way I could before&lt;br /&gt;It's true I'm stuck on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115125076041582053?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115125076041582053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=115125076041582053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115125076041582053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115125076041582053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115125076041582053' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-115116974917788026</id><published>2006-06-25T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T01:22:29.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Empty.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes yes snap snap photos photos wheeee!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you the girls are definately camera whoring all the way before training started okaye, and we had loads of fun. The photos are so good-looking i'm like waiting patiently for the zip file to be sent over it's 6410KB left huge file!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Poh Suan's big day, thats what we call it.&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Happy Birthday PohSuan, we all love you! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Still waiting for the photos.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;How slow can my computer beee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Damn. Lucky i got people to talk to me on msn. My internet connection's a mess i swear, i get disconnected like so often and blahblah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets talk about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;training&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Before training we ate at &lt;strong&gt;Ding Tai Fung&lt;/strong&gt; its like this chinese restaurant i love xiao long bao. :) Surprise for PS. :D Headed to school for training. The wind's super strong today so rowing was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tiring the hell out of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. But i still like it. I'm psycho hohoho stay away from me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;________ says:&lt;br /&gt;SOL&lt;br /&gt;________ says:&lt;br /&gt;(sing out loud)&lt;br /&gt;Mat says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Mat says:&lt;br /&gt;sing what song&lt;br /&gt;Mat says:&lt;br /&gt;ba ba black sheep have you any wool&lt;br /&gt;Mat says:&lt;br /&gt;yes sir yes sir three bags full&lt;br /&gt;Mat says:&lt;br /&gt;one for my master and one for my dame&lt;br /&gt;Mat says:&lt;br /&gt;one for the little boy who lives down the lane&lt;br /&gt;________ says:&lt;br /&gt;Eew&lt;br /&gt;Mat says:&lt;br /&gt;tsk&lt;br /&gt;________ says:&lt;br /&gt;thx mum&lt;br /&gt;________  says:&lt;br /&gt;thx for making me awake&lt;br /&gt;________ says:&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;Mat says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA : ) you're welcome!&lt;br /&gt;Mat says:&lt;br /&gt;want more songs&lt;br /&gt;Mat says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;________says:&lt;br /&gt;you are my supermother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAWHAW! Listen carefully, &lt;strong&gt;supermother.&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I so love nursery rhymes like this. Maybe i should join early childhood. :) I love kids they're like the most honest, demure people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, just wait a little while more. The photos are here sooon! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES IT'S HERE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tata today she's coming back. Oooh chocolates from Germany i love. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115116974917788026?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115116974917788026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=115116974917788026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115116974917788026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115116974917788026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115116974917788026' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-115096407915542803</id><published>2006-06-22T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T23:03:43.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tell me that's the one for me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sentosa's such a lovely place.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the water was ugh dirty and all that.&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time there yesterday lah, tanning. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel super black now dumb, especially my knees hahaha thats the appropriate time when whitening products come into the picture. I'm not gonna use it for my face cause i don't want a fair face and black arms so uneven, hahaha it's either all fair or all black,&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i choose the latter&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Your smile is gone; I noticed it bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The cure is if you let in just a little more love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CDS application date, it &lt;strong&gt;starts tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt; goodness shall come home straight after training to submit my application! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so have to choose between &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;this 6 choices&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Introduction to Mass Communication&lt;br /&gt;Introduction to the Law of Singapore&lt;br /&gt;Introduction to Psychology&lt;br /&gt;Introduction to Sociology&lt;br /&gt;Introduction to Language and Culture (French)&lt;br /&gt;Music : Expression and Applications&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone any comments or suggestions which one is more for me? I can only choose five, and i'll get one CDS only. Haha i know law is crazy but i'm kind of interested in it. :) Everything else interests me. Ugh i wished there weren't examinations for CDS! :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;P.S - Chelle tell me which one the right one for me! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad i made you :), &lt;em&gt;did i or was i just thinking too much&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Fwalala random.&lt;br /&gt;I was happy last night.&lt;br /&gt;I talked to __ online and dreamt of eyecandy nothing beats all that.&lt;br /&gt;The Click Five.&lt;br /&gt;You're &lt;em&gt;coming back&lt;/em&gt; on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ryan Cabrera - Photo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love honest people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And excuse me, i'm not an object, &lt;strong&gt;don't&lt;em&gt; toy&lt;/em&gt; me&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115096407915542803?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115096407915542803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=115096407915542803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115096407915542803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115096407915542803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115096407915542803' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-115084746196573134</id><published>2006-06-21T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T08:09:10.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Don't Bother&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going 7am in the morning and i just woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:) Good morning beautiful world!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg i feel like one big &lt;u&gt;shithead&lt;/u&gt; cause i switched on my pc at around 10.30pm last night and i just &lt;strong&gt;fell asleep&lt;/strong&gt; on my bed cause i was &lt;strong&gt;telling myself&lt;/strong&gt; wake up at 11pm hahahaha i didn't set my alarm clock so boo. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;When i woke up suddenly i still thought it was twelve plus but HAHA no it was 6.30am, i saw 14 msn windows and i was like wth but no one seem to be online anymore.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright yesterday had the longest training ever, &lt;strong&gt;land+water+gym training&lt;/strong&gt;. That explains my tiredness okaye. :) Met at Kallang like at 7.45am, i was the earliest can hahaha. Whee hahaha we were early for training started with land training, then water training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Land training was 2.4km+100pumping+12chin ups.&lt;br /&gt;Water training was super shiok please, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i love the &lt;em&gt;DRIVE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, though my bum was hurting big time, now i know what is &lt;strong&gt;abrasion&lt;/strong&gt;. :/ Wah every moment i sit down dragon boat comes to my mind. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After training washed up at National stadium then went to Suntec for lunch with seniors and juniors. :) Somehow i was thinking if i should go chalet but aye no one replied me so i decided to go back to school with the girls.&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; I noticed something, the air cond in the buses were freezing everyone it was so cold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We went back and gym-ed. I think &lt;strong&gt;i was the crazy one&lt;/strong&gt; who suggested gym instead of the chin up bar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wahaha madness can. So in total like &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;5 hours of training&lt;/span&gt; yesterday. Left school and headed for town cause poh suan wanted to get her Fred Perry bag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so love them lah, half the time with them i was &lt;strong&gt;laughing out loud&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;We talked about silly stuff about ourselves, dragon boat and the people in db. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun fun, the food in Wisma was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;the funniest part&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this aunty was collecting our plates from our table then i was talking to them can, so concentrated/focused, after she finished clearing the table i was like, "Xie xie." Then yanling slapped my hand lah, i was like, "Huh!" then when she pointed at the lady who cleared our table she so happens to be an indian. OMG hahaha i was saying "Xie xie" to an indian i feel like &lt;strong&gt;an idiot still&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Haha mathilda ho next time observe your surroundings, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;don't make a laughing stock outta yourself! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me there's a logic out there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leading me to better prepare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the day that something really special might come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me there's some hope for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sentosa &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;with cheesecakes in about 3 hours time! :) I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow being the "organiser" i failed cause of my tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;Kisskiss,&lt;br /&gt;love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115084746196573134?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115084746196573134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=115084746196573134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115084746196573134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115084746196573134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115084746196573134' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-115062550122122773</id><published>2006-06-18T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T18:12:58.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Turn Me On.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallo you all! :)&lt;br /&gt;Today's a brand new day again.&lt;br /&gt;So i shall start happily, i didn't say i'll end this post getting sad and all that but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had training at Kallang just now, omg i'm&lt;em&gt; seriously&lt;/em&gt; loving dragon boat more and more. It's like you got this &lt;strong&gt;huge passion&lt;/strong&gt; for something, and you know that you'll gonna live with it for the rest of your life. :D &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The dragon boat girls made my day cause they're a bunch of hyper and jovial people, did i mention i love hyper and noisy people? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After training went to Netball place to wash up and headed for Mac for lunch. :) Had a good time there knowing more about each other and suddenly i realised that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Singapore's really small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cause we know one another's friends. :) Left for home, i was so pooped i fell asleep on the bus till i got &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;home sweet home&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night my sweet son gave me this paragraph on msn when i told him abt training today and that made me lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ohhhhh there's a hole inside my boat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I need to stay afloat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;For the summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you my dear beloved son i love you so, you made me laugh so say yay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you regi for just being there you know i heart you and dear clique. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you lovely. We're so alike, great minds think alike. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i so love SBS thank you for having bus 80 service cause it's so convenient for me to go down for trainings and head home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the way to training and back home i did a lot of thinking. Why did things come to such a terrible end when &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you just don't know what to do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. You just feel like giving up everything you once thought you had. I kept questioning myself, over and over again. Seems like all this came with a reason. I should have done this this this, i should have told him how i felt and still feel, i should &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;learn not to trust others that easily&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, cause i was once bitten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mathilda Ho just go on and regret for all your life till the day you die cause you deserve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i should make my stand that i loathe/hate/detest two-timers to the &lt;strong&gt;extreme&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If you're not afraid of getting murdered or slaughtered just come straight to me i'll &lt;em&gt;slit your throat&lt;/em&gt; and chop you into &lt;em&gt;a thousand pieces&lt;/em&gt; and let you die the torturing way. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all i have to say for now. :)&lt;br /&gt;And now that silly son of mine is cracking me up again. He says my dp is &lt;em&gt;sexy&lt;/em&gt; lol.&lt;br /&gt;Hugs&lt;3&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115062550122122773?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115062550122122773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=115062550122122773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115062550122122773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115062550122122773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115062550122122773' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-115053983996310023</id><published>2006-06-17T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T18:49:06.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Have I never told you the words&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;super super late around noon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, though i slept before midnight last night. I can say i totally had insufficient sleep for the past week, with trainings and meet ups. I'm mentally exhausted, very. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to go for &lt;strong&gt;River Regatta&lt;/strong&gt; ayee but Belinda wasn't going so i gave up the thought of going. Hope the seniors clinched&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gold medal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; already! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i slept too much, resulting in ugly puffy eyes oh my gosh it sucks. I still feel a little tired now. The skin on my nose is peeling already, but not that obvious lucky i'm gonna go get aloe &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;vera gel for db/elf training next week cause i don't want to get myself burnt. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oh well uhm. I feel so fucking screwed up cause my mind's in a huge &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Told you i'm mentally exhausted = low right. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week ago, i was lying on my sofa watching this &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bollywood movie&lt;/span&gt;, it was 3 hours long but i watched the whole show. Hahaha super touching show i tell you i cried a few times through-out the show like some &lt;em&gt;bloody emo ass&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've got a lotta oh hell of a lot to say &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even if it hurts sometimes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if you will come and hear the message &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And everyone everyone will hope and pray &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That the best will sure survive &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if it's true then you'll feel the message &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A perfect life for a perfect brand new day &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we're the next in line &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And do you think that you have that in you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So if you're here and you're curious tonight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then I'll give you a free ride &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take a chance cause I know you want to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta. xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115053983996310023?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115053983996310023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=115053983996310023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115053983996310023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115053983996310023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115053983996310023' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-115040919882144160</id><published>2006-06-16T05:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T06:06:38.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Summer loving had me a blast&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okaye since i'm online now at this time 5.29am, :) I shall blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summarizing what i did on Wednesday and Thursday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wednesday - East Coast Park/Clique :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met them at Macs hahahah brandon and i were late by an hour. Blading is tiring okaye, &lt;u&gt;my knees are like on the verge of breaking.&lt;/u&gt; I fell down multiple times and i got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;an ugly bruise on my right elbow. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that saw Regi met her and went down to Bugis, met Beatrice and Brenda there, waited for Charlotte then went to dine at this cafe in Bugis street. Met Marc at the train station and went to look for Clarissa, Shaina and aunty. :) HAHAHA first time i stepped &lt;strong&gt;into a pub, uber coolness man! :D&lt;/strong&gt; The people inside were really hot while dancing lol, especially the lady in all black please. Sometimes i really admire people who can dance, not idiots like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thursday - Training&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up super late.&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to meet HW to take &lt;strong&gt;photos of sunrise&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha i was too lazy to wake up at 6 i did wake up but in the end i fell back to sleep till 11 then i woke up ugh bad day had ___ i wanted to die cause of the terrible cramps i think i went all pale a few times. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still made my way to school, was late omg &lt;strong&gt;200pumping&lt;/strong&gt; good lord. :)&lt;br /&gt;Haha water training first, for almost 2hours then had land training lucky no running or else i'm quite sure i'll faint half way through. Did gym training instead! :) Training ended Melinda treated ice cream. Lol the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hiphop ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, am i correct its damn nice. Went home and slept straight afterr dinner till this morning 0030am then i woke up suddenly and hahaha till now still on msn dang! :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaye i think i'm sleepy hahaha Azli went offline SUDDENLY. So i'm gonna go sleep now there's meeting later! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY PEGGIE! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I &lt;3333333333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115040919882144160?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115040919882144160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=115040919882144160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115040919882144160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115040919882144160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115040919882144160' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-115021452001596076</id><published>2006-06-13T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T00:02:00.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Take you away from that empty apartment&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till today then i finally understanding, how is it like when you want to sleep so badly but, you just cannot. That can be sooo frustrating. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye i only had &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3 hours of sleep&lt;/span&gt; okaye, bloody hell hahaha i can't blame anyone cause it was on my own accord that i stayed up till 3 plus. &lt;strong&gt;OMG i tell you my mom is one crazy woman, you know why cause all of a sudden she just came out of her room shouting Korea won the match. :X MADNESS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaye erm yesterday had clique outing! :) East Coast cycling, suppose to meet at 10am but delayed wheeee we went for lunch, clar&amp;bf ate at aijisen then regi charlotte me we ate at bk! :D Walked to East Coast and we started cycling. Lol the sun was scorching we cycled to one end then to the other end.I was singing on the way hahaha &lt;strong&gt;sjc's school song&lt;/strong&gt; and we sang &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;christmas carols HAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :D On the way back stopped at the hawker center, had dessert and headed back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, omg i was quite angry okaye. I was cycling on the correct path, was talking regina when this girl cycling towards me literally came &lt;strong&gt;towards&lt;/strong&gt; me and i tried so damn hard to shun her but in the end both our bicycles collided and i fell to the ground like &lt;strong&gt;"smack!"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;but you know what, that girl was standing up. URGH&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha maybe she had more weight thats why she didnt fall instead i fell. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I was the victim and she's the culprit. HAHA darn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Marine Parade near Parkway then we were looking at puppies &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;omg i love that italian hound dog it costs $1600&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ahhh. It's small and hyper. :) The chihuahua's cute too. :) Awwwwww i'm so tempted to get the italian hound dog. Ok after that we took bus back to my place. Slacked near the pool, talked crap hahaha then they all left. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today had training, i woke up on time, seven sharp! :)&lt;/strong&gt; And i fell back to sleep till 7.20am! I was early in school, waited for melinda to come hahaha! When we reached the sports complex there were only two of us there omg hahaha so we ran to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;bedok reservoir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and manage to catch up with the rest. Heeeee i've to admit the coach's really nice. After the run did &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;200 twist-something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha and had water training. The sun was out today, how nice. :) We spent a good 2hrs out in the water hahaha we saved 2 VJC girls twice cause their canoe capsized. &lt;strong&gt;Omg melinda and i  plus coach we carried the canoe back to the school compound.&lt;/strong&gt; Hahaha almost broke my back LOL. Had debrief and went for lunch with the juniors plus freshies at design. :) Met Victor talked rubbish as usual hahaha then took our models and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i bathed i slept straight away i didnt eat dinner omg imagine one meal in one day, thats so not me. Ahaha okaye. Tmr's gonna be a long day with Cheesecakes and clique! Shop shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE CLIQUE! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115021452001596076?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115021452001596076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=115021452001596076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115021452001596076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115021452001596076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115021452001596076' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-115004742004748370</id><published>2006-06-11T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T01:42:13.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yellowcard - Miles Apart&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop.&lt;br /&gt;Coughing and sneezing.&lt;br /&gt;I think this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm just so tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Won't you sing me to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And fly through my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So I can hitch a ride with you tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And get away from this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Have a new name and face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I just ain't the same without you in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nice song from Yellowcard. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hahaha since someone said that no one knows about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ashleyparkerangel.com/"&gt;Ashley Parker Angel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and he's such a good singer he rocks. &lt;strong&gt;Support his new album - Soundtrack to Your Life! :) Album in stores May 16th 2006!&lt;/strong&gt; I'm so gonna go get this album. Heeeeee fwalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU have exactly no idea what went on. HAHAHA and you don't need to know. Cause if you were to know, i'll kill someone. I'm like talking crap can't you see. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From just now, till now 12:29AM. What have i exactly blogged? &lt;/strong&gt;Ah faints. Okaye. It's mass convo time again. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mass convo gives my computer time to freeze and goodness i hate it when it just dies on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait ok so yesterday had sushi for lunch omg we ran out of mayonise and wasabi at home so i went out to get them. Know what rp doesn't sell wasabi, urgh so i walked to rm on the way there my mind was filled by overwhelming memories. I was &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;DRENCHED&lt;/span&gt; okaye. It's not like i don't like the rain but it just brings back memories. : / Then dad went to pick me up from rm and we were home. Ate lunch and went out in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to support malvina's friend in some compeition. &lt;strong&gt;Yay he can sing like Jay Chou how lovely.&lt;/strong&gt; :) Wheeee went shopping hahahahahahahaha &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;GSS rocks mathilda's life i so wanna be a tai tai and shop at Paragon. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Okaye so random. Basically yest. good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleepy now. I still got 6 windows messenger now how. Heeee shall go do a tickle test recommended by hyper boy. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;To where this all began&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovelove.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-115004742004748370?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115004742004748370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=115004742004748370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115004742004748370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/115004742004748370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115004742004748370' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114985856586907860</id><published>2006-06-09T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T21:09:25.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Are you gonna be the one tht saves me?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeee ELF(Outdoor Instructors) just called me again. :)&lt;br /&gt;That friendly guy called, i forgot his name, uhm think it's far-something. He's funny cause he asked me, &lt;em&gt;"Eh are you malay?"&lt;/em&gt; before he hung the phone. And i said, "No hahaha why?" then he said, &lt;em&gt;"Oh in the photo you look malay lah!"&lt;/em&gt; I guess i've taken that as a compliment. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha there's gonna be a meeting next friday in school, anyone want to come please come okaye. :) Then there's &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;training&lt;/span&gt;, some 4 day long training somewhere i don't know yet but that so happen to clash with &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Centis chalet&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dragon Boat&lt;/span&gt; training HOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week's gonna be so packed with trainings yayy i don't have to get stuck at home! :D OH YAH &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;THE FIFA WORLD CUP 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; starts today goodness i think the Germans are so gonna stick to their teeeveees at 12 midnight(Singapore time) tmr morning(which is 6pm in Germany) to watch &lt;strong&gt;the opening match between Germany and Costa Rico&lt;/strong&gt;. I feel so jealous can eeeeeeeeee that ass is there right now so cool luh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Things to do now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1) Survey: Space &amp; Form Exploration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2) Decide what elective subject to take next semster! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3) Reply chelle's email&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;4) Find my salonpas(it's missing can!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;5) Have dinner, oohh curry fishhead hahaha jealous anot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wah omg i can just literally faint now,&lt;/span&gt; that one great son i got he's really lame, what popcorn for dinner please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaye byeee folks lovelove! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114985856586907860?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114985856586907860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114985856586907860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114985856586907860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114985856586907860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114985856586907860' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114983405755411737</id><published>2006-06-09T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T14:29:12.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;This is just one of those games&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger ate up my post okaye. One word, &lt;strong&gt;fed-up&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;, went out with huilin and jiemei, met jiemei in the train lol we missed our stop cause we were talking and laughing on the train. :) Met huilin in town, walked from Wheelock to hereen, in between stopped by at Far East for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I saw that cute coffee boy from Newton, say yay for mat. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The guys workin at New Urban Male = hothothot!&lt;/span&gt; Then we shopped all the way to Citylink and Marina Square. We saw &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;polka dots in Zara they're so drop-dead gorgeous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, now how i wish i could repaint my walls white with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red polka dots&lt;/span&gt; wheeeeeee that'll be so pretty please. From Marina Square back to town for dinner. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I so love them okaye, they made my day, kisskiss. :)&lt;/span&gt; Not forgetting Imaniah though she couldnt make it i still love her the same. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday,&lt;/strong&gt; out with &lt;strong&gt;cheesecake&lt;/strong&gt;, only four turn up, some others went m.i.a.&lt;br /&gt;Brandon, Kenneth, Melinda, me. Met in town then ate at Long Johns hahahaha it was damn funny we had a good time laughing there. Bought tickets for&lt;strong&gt; She's the Man&lt;/strong&gt; and went pool-ing. Ah okaye pool sucks big time boo. After pool caught the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought Family Combo popcorn such a waste i tell you we were &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;throwing popcorn&lt;/span&gt; at each other how gross. :X The show's really nice, heeee *thumbs up*! Amanda Bynes is one hot girl in the showw i like her character wheeeee. Okaye &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;half the box of popcorn was thrown around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, after the show we headed for the exit because we saw the cleaner, i feel so bad lorh. Took prints after that hahaha we got weird poses LOL! Went back after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt; - kind of suck cause i've to stay at home ugh besides i don't have the mood to step out of my house cause of my back maybe jogging later i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every time you look my way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I realize more and more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How much I adore those pretty eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(Random okaye, i just love singing this part of the song:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114983405755411737?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114983405755411737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114983405755411737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114983405755411737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114983405755411737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114983405755411737' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114959701302220527</id><published>2006-06-06T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T20:30:13.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I think I miss you.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayeee i'm back.&lt;br /&gt;Heeeeeee never have i ever blogged twice a day you know. So surprising. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Friendster - Horoscope,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scorpio (Oct 23 - Nov 21)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll have all the energy you need today, so have no doubt about your power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;In Detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're put into a power position, don't have any doubts about what you are capable of. Your strong will is stronger than ever, and your sense of what is right and what is wrong has never been clearer. All the energy you need will be there whenever you need it, so go ahead and make the tough promises. Go the extra mile. If you're willing to put in the work, you'll be rewarded with an adrenaline rush and some wonderful company at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I think it's so TRUE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Eeeeeee okaye whatever its just pure coincidence please. It's at times like this when i listen to Pug Jelly - Come Home Soon. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaye i'm gonna get so fat i went out with malvina to across the street just now to get some junk. Hahahaha &lt;strong&gt;i think i'm really weird today.&lt;/strong&gt; Okaye enough blogging. :)    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I love Pug Jelly. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114959701302220527?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114959701302220527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114959701302220527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114959701302220527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114959701302220527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114959701302220527' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114958524221702276</id><published>2006-06-06T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T17:50:56.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;It's the way,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That he makes you feel.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is so appropriate. :) It was supposed to be my song, as in my kind of song, according to some quiz i did online this morning. Heeeeeee! I feel so hyper now. AH hahahaha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg believe it or not, after chatting on msn for eight hours straight, from 11 plus last night to 8am this morning, i don't even feel slightly tired, or worn out. Aye i mean i slept for a while lah, but usually i will feel damn sleepy after one whole day of not resting, somemore i went jogging last evening. So yah. Hahaha okayeee &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;my main point is, coffee works, ON ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I thought it lost its effect on me last year. I drank a cup of coffee last night and it lasts till now. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeeeeeeeeeeee hahahahaha last night was fun please. :) Lol we talked about nothing online. Stupid dumbdumb only. Hahaha PENG = omg effing funny too we couldn't stop laughing man. Blame it on the coffee, it made me HIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaye if you're interested in the conversation, simply leave your name in my comment box, i'll send it to you hahahahahaha! :)&lt;strong&gt; It's about over a hundred pages in Windows Word = 8 HOURS MY QUALITY TIME. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quizzes at Tickle are seriously darn accurate please, somemore got PHD one. If you're bored and need some entertainment, type &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com"&gt;http://web.tickle.com&lt;/a&gt; on your address toolbar. HAHA ok enough said please. I'm happy with all the results, :D looks like i'm addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEEEEE imaniah hallloo you hahaha we're supposed to communicate through our blogs so yah. :D TEEHEE. I'm getting irritating right. I'm spreading my hyperness on MSN. Hahahaha YAY BRANDON's coming ONLINE. :D Shitface. Okaye busy on msn back here later &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114958524221702276?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114958524221702276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114958524221702276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114958524221702276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114958524221702276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114958524221702276' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114943959166870405</id><published>2006-06-04T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T00:56:28.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I wonder if i'll ever see you again.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Brown slippers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;White shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Checked shorts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cap and bling earrings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet another pleasant face. Hahahaha! &lt;/div&gt;Oh my, i can just stare forever. x)&lt;br /&gt;What a pyscho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with mommy, daddy, grandma, mal just now. Headed towards the west, met up with some relatives. Heeeeeeeee i have a confession to make, it is that i'm afraid of dogs, esp hyper dogs okay. &lt;strong&gt;Bad experience with jiemei's lovelies.&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA embarassing don't ask me what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to far east. :) I thought of going Wisma topshop (topwoman :D) ayeeee but it's alright. Shopped for a while. And i got more tops than bottoms now shall hunt for bottoms the next time round. Was great shopping with mommy cause &lt;strong&gt;she pays for EVERYTHING&lt;/strong&gt;, including the drink from jiemei's shop. Wheeeeee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ate dinner at Newton&lt;/strong&gt; the food was tasty! Dad ordered a whole table full of food can not tsk so full lah i'm gonna gain weight again. :) And he drank beer. Tempting please. Came home. Yay we booked billard for tmr night. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;We FINALLYYYYYY kept touch with that tootie! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; She's doing well in German, eating bread everyday. Hahaha i think the message was darn funny. &lt;strong&gt;The eating bread everyday part.&lt;/strong&gt; Lmao! How sad, actually i think malvina will love being there cause she enjoys eating bread. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i lost that piece of paper, damn it. I was searching high and low for it, guess what it was just inside my cardboard. Phew! Alright i'm damn tired already. See i'm like almost used to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sleeping at 3am ah this is bad = i'll get circles around my eyes and look like a bloody china bear. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Eh does this sound racist? Ooops i didn't mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love, all. &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114943959166870405?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114943959166870405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114943959166870405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114943959166870405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114943959166870405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114943959166870405' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114934622827506088</id><published>2006-06-03T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T22:58:34.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;When i look at the stars.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hallo Michelle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wir alle verlust sie! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayeee failed attempt to type in German. Lol i bet jie must be surprised to see that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was telling hw that i'll be going out on alternate days, and i really did. This week, mon, wed and yesterday. :D Hahahaha great and i'm going out tmr with mommy, see it's really alternate days ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay yesterday :) Cheesecake, five of us azli, brandon, melinda, eileen and i went to town. Suppose to eat lunch and &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHILL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha saw vanessa at orchard mrt. :) Aft that we settled dwn in macs at Taka, saw shanti and gillian. :) Ate then met eileen's friends sion and sion's friend then met melinda's friend ivan. Then i left with azli to meet beatrice and regina. :) Went to marina square wheeee both of them ate at long johns and we chit chat hahaha it was great meeting them again. Met charlotte she ate at bk then we shopped around and met clarissa and bf. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;:) Happy aniversary to you two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Then they left for dinner and we continued walking arnd. From marina to suntec, hahaha la senza lotte's fav shop of the day. Left them and met mommy&amp;amp;daddy at their office. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall make this entry a short one cause i'm still stinking, went jogging with malvina just now. &lt;strong&gt;That twit was riding the bicycle&lt;/strong&gt; and i was jogging, okaye i can't blame her cause i dragged her along lahh hahahaha amazing thing was after the jog i felt happier. :D Hahaha you must be thinking wth right. My room is so clean and tidy now, i love it the way it is now. And somehow don't know why i took out a letter and i no longer feel anger i think it's hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First sentence of the letter, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Let's make things clear."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Like WOW. Sounds familiar to you? Probably you're the one who wrote it.&lt;/strong&gt; Damn random lo. Wheeeeeeee i'm in a super good mood. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114934622827506088?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114934622827506088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114934622827506088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114934622827506088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114934622827506088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114934622827506088' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114914355888570904</id><published>2006-06-01T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T14:32:38.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;So you stole my heart&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY YO HEY YO. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I love class outings @ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Esplanade. Marina South. K Pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised jie to update often, so that she can read it when she gets internet connection over there. Apparently, i think she's having the time of her life in Germany lak.&lt;br /&gt;Plus the &lt;strong&gt;World Cup starts in 8 days time&lt;/strong&gt;. OMG! :D&lt;br /&gt;Hallo you those reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love lazy afternoons, yes i do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not when there's so much to do at home, tons of things to do pack my stuff those frigging textbooks piled near the window, my table is full of junk like bits of models spfex file soft toys hahaha there're happy from xjie&amp;amerie and blue from liting, and yes i got to do laundry today wash the all the stupid bedsheets and hopefully i can pyscho mommy to let me out late for one day cause i don't like the &lt;strong&gt;feeling of staying at home at night cause = boring&lt;/strong&gt; and mommy will nag at me when i go on msn messenger, and she'll go like,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"why are you talking to guys online again, can you please shut your computer!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah hell lah then what am i suppose to do at home at night, stare into space and start hallucinating, maybe i should get a damn job so that i can stay out most of the time. Can't wait for class outings again they're fun and keeps me out of the house, i want semester two to come soon so that&lt;strong&gt; i can take basic photography it costs a bomb but i'm taking that elective i don't care.&lt;/strong&gt; :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky's turning dark it's gonna rain soon ugh bye. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm wishing on the rainbows that I see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I'm wishing on tomorrow rain never comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114914355888570904?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114914355888570904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114914355888570904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114914355888570904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114914355888570904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114914355888570904' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114870754178291255</id><published>2006-05-27T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T13:39:00.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Home is where the heart aches.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/1600/tp%20026%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/tp%20026%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The sun is out, it's a great day to bake myself in the sun, i'm so effing free at homey yet i'm sitting in the house rotting, staring at the computer screen, staring at the fishes (they're super hyper) yuting's sister gave me, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh why tell me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; It's cause mal and her guy friend is at home and i've been instructed to stay at home till her guy friend leaves. Ah what the lorh, but her friend is a pretty nice guy. So no worries mom. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Long week past. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sleepless nights, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;rushing assignments, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;late night out at changi airport, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;CCN day, screaming my lungs out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the most unforgettable week in my&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;life with them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night at airport was great, i like. :) Hahaha it's a good place to study and do work, but bring sweaters cause it's really freezing cold, plus i was wearing shorts. : / Annoyings guys irritating us, us taking turns to sleep, playing with the trolley, getting coffee, seeing eyecandy(ayee, where's his number huh? :D). For more details, read&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://dillusioned-nadette.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; blog. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week has been full of &lt;strong&gt;ups and downs&lt;/strong&gt;. There's times when i cried badly, cause all i could do was cry my heart out, times when i laughed like some stupid asswhole. &lt;strong&gt;I won't ever forget those who were by me, much love. &lt;/strong&gt;Block one is finally over, and i'm just relieved that i managed to pull through this one month. :) Block two is holidayyyy so shout &lt;strong&gt;OOOH LALA&lt;/strong&gt;! We're gonna have class outings, meet ups with clique and bi people. :) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I miss everyone already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie's leaving for Germany tonight, that means i won't be able to talk to for &lt;strong&gt;one whole month&lt;/strong&gt;. Awww i'm gonna miss her lah. And i hope i'll survive without her around, &lt;strong&gt;cause i won't have anyone to complain to about mom and school, no one irritating me, kicking my ass like a football,&lt;/strong&gt; ayeee how depressing. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaye i'm off to tan. :)&lt;br /&gt;Auf Wiedersehen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114870754178291255?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114870754178291255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114870754178291255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114870754178291255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114870754178291255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114870754178291255' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114822855728914220</id><published>2006-05-21T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T00:22:37.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;You're the best, i've ever met.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeee! :)&lt;br /&gt;Today's such a lovely day, i woke up late! ate brunch! and guess what okaye everyone, half of the day was gone. Precious 24 hours wasted, i need more time.&lt;br /&gt;Goodness gracious me, i'm such a sleepy head. Oh man, no it's&lt;strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;oh boy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got materials from some neighbourhood bookshop, popular is not gonna be popular for long cause they never restock their white mountboard bloody hell. Hahaha it's so lame, i think i got the lame bug from brandon. : /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yest. went back to school for dadra. My oh my, i wasted my damn time there alright, walking around design school, the whole campus looking for food. Not even half done with my dadra assignment, i'm so in hot soup this time round. ): &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Better wake up mat, stop fooling arnd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Booooo. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye i'm wasting my time online once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Double Boooo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie's going to Germany next week, for a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Triple Boooo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's gonna be hell, trust me people, i might have to say farewell to db. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D Fwalalala! Madness. &lt;strong&gt;I love mad people, including cheesecake. :D Whoops&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super random please. And for the second time, people in mass convo recognises me as azli cause my messenger nick is mat. &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mat is mathilda, not mat as in mud get what i mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: / Hahahaha right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My daily essentials = food + laughter + stress + mass convo + more crazy stuff! Yes ahh. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long, farewell lovelies. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114822855728914220?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114822855728914220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114822855728914220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114822855728914220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114822855728914220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114822855728914220' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114779091794458593</id><published>2006-05-16T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T01:00:28.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I need a miracle.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( I'm in a foul mood now. Ah ha ha ha maybe not anymore, after chatting with those lovelies online. They never fail to cheer me up lah. :) I love them, cheesecake! Cause it's that time of the month, you get what i mean. Getting all grumpy and fustrated over small things. &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AYEEEEE come on lah mat just be happy and face the world with a smile! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically the past few days were crazy we had to complete 1.2 and soon we'll touch on 1.3, after which would be the holidays. I'm looking forward to outings with cheesecake and class! :) But i don't want to part after semester one ends, cause i'll miss them terribly. I'm super emo this days, pardon me please, sorry. : / &lt;strong&gt;A here i come, cross fingers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training at reservoir, thanks to minyi and all the rest who motivated me. Played tug-o-war, uber fun lahh. I'm loving it even more now. Perservere!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was :D laughing day, we laughed practically at everything, presentation, dadra, lunch, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;guys with totes(turnoff).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ho ho ho ho esp bran's &lt;strong&gt;BUEY TA HAN.&lt;/strong&gt; I can't take it lah it's just too funny. Mad cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be sleeping now man, damn it i bet i'll wake up late tmr, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song, &lt;strong&gt;Come What May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never knew I could feel like this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like I've never seen the sky before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Want to vanish inside your kiss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyday I love you more and more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen to my heart, can you hear it sings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Telling me to give you everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seasons may change winter to spring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I love you until the end of time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114779091794458593?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114779091794458593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114779091794458593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114779091794458593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114779091794458593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114779091794458593' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114719300356576750</id><published>2006-05-10T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T00:39:20.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;A little smile will light up my life.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cutting the cardboards for almost two days, All the dust is making me sneeze like crap, ah!&lt;br /&gt;:) I love model-making, it's just so fun to make little buildings and forms! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg it's like already 12.39 and i'm still doing my sketches, total = 11 A4 sketches to be handed up tomorrow morning for space form. : / Alamak, i'm really bored lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;(Above typed on 9th May)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Wednesday, had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;db training, gothic day and bitching session&lt;/span&gt; at school. Photos will be uploaded soon after i get them from Rene. :) I love db a lot really, but the training was tough like rock. Plus the previous night i only slept for two hours or so. Everything didnt turn out the way i wanted. So damn disappointed. Seniors helped me, the rest waited for me till after my training, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i'm really thankful i love you all so much&lt;/span&gt;. It was really a bad day, emotional day i guess. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's way better. I slept earlier last night. :) It was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;uniform day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, everyone in uniform looked really nice and cool! :) People, come on be more sporting lah just wear uniform and follow dresscode lah right. I was supposed to be from st gabs haha wth lah i forgot all about it till i saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;malay boy&lt;/span&gt; after Spfex. :) Took neos at tm, cheered in the mall like some og, ate at pastamania i love the pasta! :D After DADra took photos agn, i love&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;cheesecake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;so much, one big family, hearts to all! :) Rushed off for jie's concert. Came home. I wanna put my conversation with lijia here but that'll require a lot of editing and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; i'm L-A-Z-Y&lt;/span&gt;. Tas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tmr is grandpa's death anniversary, i miss him so. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114719300356576750?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114719300356576750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114719300356576750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114719300356576750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114719300356576750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114719300356576750' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114699725565398544</id><published>2006-05-07T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T23:51:55.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color: rgb(153, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sew this up with threads of reasons and regret&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been a hectic one.&lt;br /&gt;Got major projects &amp; assignments to complete within like, 3 days or so. : X&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Space form&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DADra&lt;/span&gt; lessons are interesting. I'm going to try to get sufficient sleep so as not to doze off during lessons. The class is so fun to be in! :) Constant laughter and chatting can be heard. We're just like one big family! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DB training&lt;/span&gt; was seriously shiok, except for the push-ups, everything else was great, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;especially the run. :)&lt;/span&gt; It's gonna be really tough to be able to stay in the team, you got to be physically and mentally strong. I'm gonna just stay on as long as possible. To be honest, I love school so much, so much more then home. &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; Speaking of home, I get hell from them whenever I stay out late or go out often, which to me, I find ridiculous because I stay out late and go out for proper reasons. Now, i can't even go out, unless i'm prepared to get another round of naggings from them. I got trainings to attend and group projects to complete. It's inevitable to stay out till night, but they just don't understand me when I explain things to them. It's just the start of a school semester and I get all this trash. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm so sorry, to my dear clique, centis and edna&lt;/span&gt;. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And, one more thing, iad's buring a hole in my pocket, and the hole is gonna get bigger and bigger, till i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;find more ka-chings&lt;/span&gt;. : / I love the folder that i got together with mel, huiying and bf. School early tmrw for project! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114699725565398544?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114699725565398544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114699725565398544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114699725565398544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114699725565398544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114699725565398544' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114641542559880867</id><published>2006-05-01T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T00:49:36.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;It's like I'm lifted out of time&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah so today was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TP Dragon Boat Orientation Trials&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Met Peggie at Hougang and took 80 to a bus stop. We were like catching up on the bus hehheh. So we alighted near Kallang MRT then met the rest who signed up for the trials. The response was pretty good cause many people seem to be interested in DB. :D Walked over to Kallang River it was a good 20 minutes walk! It was scorching hot lah, but i like it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a briefing by the captains and we were divided into two groups, first group did the rowing, while the second group had ice-breakers. The ice breakers were like uhm, good. Knew more people in TP now, its good to socialise you know! Due to the overwhelming response, we were only allowed to row for like 10 minutes or so. Anyway&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; thanks to that person holding onto the blue container, instead of washing the seat he made my shorts all wet. :X&lt;/span&gt; But it was a good try, i was one of the right rowers, the previous time i was a left rower. I feel much more tired cause i have to strain my left hand to push the paddle. After the trials washed up at the stadium, took bus to Kallang Macs with Jo, Fiona, Peggie &amp; Geraldine. Was famished la got our meals, ate, talked and laughed like nobody's business. :D Haha sick &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i played scissors paper stone with jo&lt;/span&gt; she mixed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;leftover fries with bbqsauce + currysauce + chilli + sweetchilli + coke + icelemontea + seaweedflavouring = forfeit for the person who won&lt;/span&gt;. And lucky me, i got to eat that damn thing. It tasted not bad, i'm serious! Haha then we all left for home and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be so happy, and i will be.&lt;br /&gt;But tmd i'm really feeling all stuffed up everything in my head's going hay wired. Ergh maybe its because my back my hurting again and somehow i thought of ___ it made me mad! And actually i thought you might appear today but you didn't.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; AH BEFORE I SPILL THE BEANS I BETTER GET OFF. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good Morning all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tag, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114641542559880867?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114641542559880867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114641542559880867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114641542559880867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114641542559880867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114641542559880867' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114632860234058646</id><published>2006-04-29T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T00:38:12.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;They say i'm crazy for you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few days are like both fun and tiring. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;the APEL talk&lt;/span&gt;. Met syah &amp; lijia, i was late, i'm really very sorry. We had to cab down to school but it was so much more worth cause each of us only had to pay 2 bucks and we get to sit down how cool maybe we shouldn't take cab too often &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i don't wanna be a tai tai&lt;/span&gt; so soon, maybe 5 years down the road!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APEL was ughhh quite boring, they could have made it more interesting maybe by uhm doing some activities or whatsoever but it was over by eleven plus yayy but we had to do this worksheet. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't you ever think it's just a worksheet it matters a lot if you want to pass your level one APEL! :D&lt;/span&gt; I think it was like the camp debrief we did in sjc, so there wasn't much of a difficulty completing it. Had lunch in school then headed to town. Though we were tired but i believe retail therapy does the trick. Shopped and i spent like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;$26.90+$19.90+$13+$10 = &lt;u&gt;$69.80&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; But well i don't shop as much as before. :) Saw jiemei at far east, i miss that sweet girl! :) She's still the same, and she said my hair is longer now! :D Geeeee i'm delighted! I told Lijia like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; hahaha she should know what i mean. :) Well it was great having someone to share this stuff with, much appreciated! Went home and felt so worn out. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met 6/G classmates just now. It was somewhat fun meeting them again after &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 long years&lt;/span&gt;. Had lunch at Pasta Mania, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i love their strawberry smoothie&lt;/span&gt;. Played pool, hahaha one table for girls, one for guys. It was alright i guess. I realised its quite an enjoyable activity, so long you get the hang of it. :) After that we parted and the rest went walking arnd while Rachel, Vanessa, Siewhoon, Agnes &amp; i got some food, walked arnd cine then headed to lido for a movie. Watched When A Stranger Calls, its like yet stupid but quite enjoyable, its some kind of a thriller like what Agnes said. Frankly speaking, i jumped out of my sit a few times hahaha! Overall i give it 3/5 but maybe you might want to consider watching it on a weekday it'll be more worth it. :) Went back for dinner with Dad, Mom and mal at compass point got some stuff came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i don't rest right now i think i'm gonna injure my back even more. I'll upload photos tmr. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hahaha damn funny. :DDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114632860234058646?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114632860234058646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114632860234058646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114632860234058646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114632860234058646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114632860234058646' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114613125474086351</id><published>2006-04-27T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T18:03:27.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Praying for love in a lap dance.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess how i know that it's 5 plus already!&lt;br /&gt;I was doing laundry in the backyard and i heard &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;hi-five&lt;/span&gt; on my neighbour's tele hahaha thats how i realised that its alr 5 plus. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a free day, no talks, nothing for IAD, so we don't have to go to school. That explains why i have some much time to waste in front of my computer. Plus the sun's not out uggggh so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still trying to figure out the  song for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;TP's mass dance&lt;/span&gt;. Gah!&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGGGG I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; i saw him yesterday! Note, &lt;u&gt;the word is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, i can't confirm that it was him i saw but i'm quite sure.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;:DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with Kandis yesterday. :) It was nice seeing her after such a long time. I miss 4 Diligence, despite the hard times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and mommy came home from HK last night. They went for a short vacation to celebrate grandpa's birthday - he's 85 this year, cause dad's really busy at work, so they couldnt stay for a longer time. Aunt got us HK delicacies, Uncle got us &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Phillippines Dried Mangos (I love it!)&lt;/span&gt;, so now we have tons of food at home, as though we are stocking up for war os something. Mommy got me Anna Sui dreams, got Elizabeth Arden perfume for herself, nike cap for jie, bag for mal and daddy got himself a suit. Hahaha mal and i look seriously ridiculous in dad's suit cause we look like rugby players haw haw haw fucking funny! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a DOC outing at Sentosa this saturday, and 6/G gathering at the same time, how bad.&lt;br /&gt;Rightty there's an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;admin talk&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;APEL&lt;/span&gt; tmr! :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving design school! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114613125474086351?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114613125474086351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114613125474086351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114613125474086351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114613125474086351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114613125474086351' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114597328793536451</id><published>2006-04-25T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T22:04:57.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;To say it or not&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oh my, school has been great so far. :)&lt;br /&gt;DS's only starting lessons officially next week so its still orientation for us.&lt;br /&gt;I love design school lah. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;More passion, more love! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday had an IAD course briefing and all that about getting to know the people from your course. Got past graduates from TP-IAD to talk to us about job prospects. :] Yadayadayada okay lah, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;beatboxer - aww he's like so cool&lt;/span&gt;, and some band fish something i forgot the band name - lead singer can't ---- for ---- , all from TPDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rights so after the talk went lunch with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Edna&lt;/span&gt;. :) Had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;PizzaHut &lt;/span&gt;was feeling so freaking full, i think i ate way too much lah. The usual stuffing. Ah madness. Then some of us shopped arnd, i prefer town so much more. Met the rest at pool place. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have a confession - i suck at pool, shoot me please.&lt;/span&gt; Ha ha ha! It's just so bad if you don't know very well how to play it. So they were like laughing at how we were playing okaye don't wanna go into details. Then came home with lijia while the rest are still loitering near tampines. My back's aching like &amp;@#$!*(&amp;amp;$* times 787452164513 again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Workshop in the afternoon tomorrow! :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving every bit, i'm moving on just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ghost stories.&lt;br /&gt;Sad songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Lizards = gross.&lt;br /&gt;Bad memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114597328793536451?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114597328793536451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114597328793536451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114597328793536451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114597328793536451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114597328793536451' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114571647460172311</id><published>2006-04-22T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T23:12:42.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love that thing you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Design School Camp&lt;/span&gt; was fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;The people are there are wacky, just so different from other schools. :) Things we did at camp - ice-breakers, performance night, jam&amp; hop, and final clash between all schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Edna's cheers, the GLs and members, jam &amp;amp; hop and final clash. Our cheers are like derived from songs so they're absolutely original cheers. :) Jam &amp; hop was really crazy, oh did i say i like FOC's jam &amp;amp; hop was better. :o Whoops. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final clash was the best!&lt;/span&gt; All school gathered at the sports complex, reminds me of track &amp; field meet in SJC. Hahaha we cheered and ra-ra till our throats went dry. Represented design school for regatta, it's really a nice sport i enjoyed it! :) &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Design got third for womens regatta&lt;/span&gt;. Could have gotten first but ah well, &amp;^$!(*@$*&amp;amp; whatever it is. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We got first for cheerleadinggggggg! :D&lt;/span&gt; Awe hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of them said i'm the ra-ra person in Edna. What can i do, i loveeee to scream. :D And please, if i scream or talk loudly pardon me, it doesn't mean i'm angry or annoyed okaye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't believe you're like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well so be it, i can't be bothered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(I won't be affected by you.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy &amp; Mommy are going HK tomorrow,&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sentosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with campmates tmr. Hopefully i can go lahhh. :) School's starting on Monday, which means i'll have to make my way to school on my own and&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i must be on time, no more cabs&lt;/span&gt; for me. I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;craving for potato chips big time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;man! But i'm having a bad sore throat and i'm voice-less. I need to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;go shopping for clothes again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I can't seem to log-in to tp's website&lt;/span&gt; to check my timetable. Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;mat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114571647460172311?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114571647460172311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114571647460172311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114571647460172311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114571647460172311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114571647460172311' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114527701086112306</id><published>2006-04-17T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T21:08:23.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I hope you can catch me.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;TPSU Orientation Camp was such a blast! I had a great time there! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Day One - It's okay, its alright.&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed down to Tampines bus interchange with CK mommy on thursday. Met Peggie, Maybelle and her friends Jessica and Berlinda. Had Macs for &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;breakfast&lt;/span&gt; and headed to school lah. The school's sooooo freaking bigggg i have to admit that it was my first time stepping into tp i'm such a&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; country bumpkin&lt;/span&gt;! :D Right so we walked to the sports complex and signed in. I was separated from the rest of them, though at first Berlinda though we were in the same grp. As i sat down i looked arnd for a familiar face, and i found Kim! :) By the way the empire's name is &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Centis&lt;/span&gt;! Gl Jodin taught the empire some cheers. The empire was really lifeless and boring at first, but as the day past they were better. Had a little introduction by the camp commandant and activities went on. Played&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt; the name game&lt;/span&gt; with sub-empire - &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Cengang&lt;/span&gt;, got to know the people's names. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;Practiced cheers&lt;/span&gt;, learnt &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;sign language&lt;/span&gt; and had &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;dinner&lt;/span&gt;, i thought sjc camp food was bad, well finished dinner and gathered in the hall, next activity was to go to Tampines Central. Walked to Safra bus-stop to take bus to central. As we were moving arnd from station to station, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Cengang&lt;/span&gt; was getting more united! :) Wonderful time with &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Cengang&lt;/span&gt;, playing games and cheering all the way. Back to school had &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;debrief and supper&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; Centis&lt;/span&gt; was leading! Bathed and met some &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Centis&lt;/span&gt; cheerleaders to do cheers, gl Lex came up with this catchy cheer and he was repeating it non-stop haha super funny. Stayed up till 3 am in the morning and went to sleep. Couldnt sleep big time cause there was a &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;bloody cockroach&lt;/span&gt;(gross!) moving arnd the area where Kim Lyndy and i were sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Day Two - Rara, rara all the way!&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6 am to wash up. Had &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;PT&lt;/span&gt;, did dance and the very lame &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;ultraman, spiderman, batman and superman game&lt;/span&gt;. :/ Breakfast up next, ate pi pa gao(we were loosing our voices) given by the gls and went to practice cheers. Learnt &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;mass dance&lt;/span&gt;(anyone remember the song?), i love the mass dance,&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;chicken dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;school song&lt;/span&gt;, played games as an entire FOC. Super sick games, but was funny. Took&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt; lunch&lt;/span&gt; and station activities with&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; Cengang&lt;/span&gt; in school after lunch cause it was raining. Had preparation for &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;performance night&lt;/span&gt; then dinner and last and final rehearsal for performance. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Centis&lt;/span&gt;'s first up for the performance, we did it, i was the stupid narrator who got some words wrong, i was feeling darn disappointed cause of my pretty bad narration. Had this&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;dance party&lt;/span&gt;, we were all crazy fellas dancing to the songs. At the end of the day, super smeeeelly! Whatever it was, &lt;u&gt;Centis's position remained at first(YAY!)&lt;/u&gt;, i'm glad to hear that. :) &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;Supper, debrief&lt;/span&gt; and slacked arnd with some people at the track area. Slept at 3 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Day Three - Wet Day&lt;br /&gt;Was really tired and couldnt wake up lah. Dragged myself up and washed up, gathered as an empire and started playing games, followed by cheers. Had &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;breakfast&lt;/span&gt; and games with &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Cengang&lt;/span&gt;. From station to station in school we were thrown by water bombs and everything that has to do with water. Gross thing is when you are wet and you have some flour on you, its disgusting! The most painful thing is &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Centis &lt;/span&gt;had to run on the foot reflexory(spelt?) path within 1 min to get extra points. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Centis &lt;/span&gt;did it, so the station masters and some gls had to jump into the fountain! :D Head back to sports complex and took &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;lunch&lt;/span&gt;, taught Centis the long long cheer combined with 16 cheers. Next activity &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;Hunt-gry&lt;/span&gt;, in sub-empire - &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Cengang&lt;/span&gt;, got our red camp tees, had programme people to join us, the activity was &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;CRAZY&lt;/span&gt;! We had to do all sorts of things, like the guys had to piggy-back the girls to run around the foot reflexory path, guys piggy-back girls and turn 15 rounds, girls do hand-stand. It was hilarious lah, Kay &amp; Raziz said i need to loose some weight. HA-HA-HA! Right so we cheered and screamed all the way arnd. Next was &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;Final Clash&lt;/span&gt;. Each group had a big paper lolli, and the game was fun, somehow turned violent and ugly, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Centis &lt;/span&gt;destroyed our own lolli, committed suicide in some sense. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Centis&lt;/span&gt; allianced with &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Mantiz&lt;/span&gt;, we had a super nice cheer. After that went back to sports complex for &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;debrief&lt;/span&gt;. It was really sad for some seniors in the main comm as it was their last time participarting in FOC. Brought back memories of sjc's camps we had, the times with the senior instuctors. Tearing through-out the debrief. After that we had the &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;mass dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt; chicken dance&lt;/span&gt; again, then &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;school song&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;photo-taking&lt;/span&gt;. Had empire debrief, sub-empire debrief. Passed postcards arnd and wrote comments for everyone. I thought was supposed to leave contact so wrote my no. on Brian's postcard. Haha was a mistake lah then Jodin had to say "Haha Mathilda so cute write her no. down!" Embarrassment please. Then rushed off to meet Peggie and Jessica to take bus home. Took the wrong bus and ended up in Pasir Ris. Took cab from Pasir Ris, got to know two other guys from &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Beenox&lt;/span&gt;. Reached home arnd 1 am. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Thank you FAs and GLs, HGLs for the wonderful camp! Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;ya'll!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;I MISS CAMP NOW! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Encore II at Victoria Concert Hall. Went with Cheryl Jiang, to support Guitar Ensemble. :) They improved a lot i must say. My beloved juniors are doing well under Mr Alvin Ong. Trained home with Cheryl C annd Jiang. Both of them don't know directions man, i thought i was the person bad with directions. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Clarissa at polyclinic just now, she's sick again. Alamak take care lah! Ate the sauage thing with whipped potato and orange juice. Shopped arnd compass, malvina came to meet us at popular so that i can use her member card, lol cheapo. Then i got a white top for orientation tmr. :D Home now. I'm so tired, i lost my voice, and tomorrow's orientation is at 8.30 am. Omg.&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;We found ourselves a home, a home sweet home! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Loove,&lt;br /&gt;Mat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114527701086112306?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114527701086112306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114527701086112306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114527701086112306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114527701086112306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114527701086112306' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114464797415214462</id><published>2006-04-10T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T13:56:56.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chase the rainbows in my mind&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh i can't believe it. This is just &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; unexpected!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy, jason(?) called and he said he's from TP Design School and he's on the way, to my place to pass me some letter. To deliver some kind of an important letter right to my doorstep, only TP provides such excellent service huh. Hawhaw. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some time two seniors from the design school appeared at my doorstep. One of them was doing some shit filming and one of them passed the letter to me, telling me the information of the Design School Orientation, and i wasn't aware till they told me, its a freaking &lt;strong&gt;4Day 2Night&lt;/strong&gt; orientation. I was practically &lt;em&gt;stunned&lt;/em&gt; so all i did was say okay and blah. I feel like a &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;total geek&lt;/span&gt; please, i reckon i don't even look like a design school student to be to both of them. And when they finish with all the talking and filming the guy just said bye and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know its as though i participated in some lucky draw and i won the first prize so the organisers and sponsers came and knock on my door telling me i've won their grand prize. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright Orientation Camp for year ones this Thursday-Saturday and i still ain't sure of the kitlist and all that. Plus that email they sent wasn't complete the forms were missing and i don't know where to ask for help, any TP seniors/year ones know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in the damn, &lt;em&gt;shocked&lt;/em&gt; mode now. And my left eye is tearing non-stop it hurts. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Mathilda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114464797415214462?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114464797415214462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114464797415214462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114464797415214462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114464797415214462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114464797415214462' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114441314326469573</id><published>2006-04-07T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T23:10:42.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All that really matters.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest part has passed, i'm glad i'm trying to forget the bad stuff. (FYI, something cropped up at home) I don't want to bear grudges against her, even though she made my life miserable for the past days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this thinking's making me a little deranged. I can't wait for school to start, i'll get to meet a great bunch of new friends and i haven't been studying for quite some time but whatever it is, i'll stay alive. Enough of this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bliss.&lt;br /&gt;The weather today is so pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;The sun's out&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; finally&lt;/span&gt;, ohhh! :D&lt;br /&gt;Went swimming with mal. We saw a fellow resident swimming and (no offence) i acutally thought that he swam like a hippopotamus. Hah mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; but - the weather's so humid and unbearable and mal's asleep on the sofa. Listening to Bon Jovi. Anyhoo they're a pretty nice band and i loveeee their music. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to the Hollaback Crew Finals, &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BADLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;! I wanna seeeeee The Click Five!!!! They're soooo irresistable okaye but there's orientation camp going on. Wth.&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be my sweet addiction &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; in this life my saving grace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; you're all that really matters &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; you know it's true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; ain't no me without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Mat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114441314326469573?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114441314326469573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114441314326469573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114441314326469573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114441314326469573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114441314326469573' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114415961901632377</id><published>2006-04-04T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T22:25:57.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;An angel's smile is what you sell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/1600/4th%20April%200082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/4th%20April%200082.jpg" alt="" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Received a letter from HongKong and you know what, the address's all in chinese, like wow great!&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Daddy will be away at the end of the month, grandpa's birthday dada. That = freedom! This is so fab, i love it alright. For once i won't be hearing mommy and her naggings, its terrible when you hear her voice, cause nothing good comes out, its either the sweet talks that make my hair stand, or naggings. At times i feel like her slave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/1600/19th%20March%200062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/19th%20March%200062.jpg" alt="" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I miss this bunch of kids at ZhongHua. :( There'll be a June/July seminar coming up, hope i can make it lah, but part of me kinda dread it. I dont't wanna say the reason here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna shut this blog, yes soon. I need to let my hair down. I wanna go party badly, go crazy for one night and scream at the top if my voice. Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;Mat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114415961901632377?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114415961901632377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114415961901632377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114415961901632377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114415961901632377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114415961901632377' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114363019420514972</id><published>2006-03-29T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T19:07:45.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;A love wit no flare is a crystal stare.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days were crazy. Constant shopping and eating good food.&lt;br /&gt;Ate at Toa Payoh Crystal Jade last Sunday morning, it was more of brunch than breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Spent almost 80bucks there, oh man heartache!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went down to suntec aft brunch, jie went for her german programme, daddy went to his office to finish up the corridors and his working room, so mommy, ahma, malvina &amp; i went shopping at Suntec. British India is already history, even Sakae Sushi is gone, all under renovation. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right uh huh so we spent almost 200 at Mango, coming to 100 at Fox. :D Mommy paid for everything, except for my pretty heels. Ho ho. Shopped till jie's german fair ended, went to pick daddy up, then ate dinner at G7 Seafood restaurant. I loveeeee the chilli crab its soooo delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was stay home day, helped to clean the house. :) Desperate housewives and Grey's Anatomy are must sees on monday nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet jie aft her school at Bugis yesterday. Was fun we went topshop i bought her tops for german trip so she'll have to get me original birkenstock in return! Great ahahahahahaha then we crossed the road to long johns, i haven ate at long johns since last year omg. SO we ate and walked into Bugis street there were nice bags and clothes and all but BUT we didnt have cash and i only had 10 on me bad so we walked arnd i caught this pretty heels but we DIDNT HAVE CASH so we went back to bugis junction to cash out money. There was a LOOONNNGG queue so we had to wait. And so we were bored. At this wonderful time, this lady came into the queue, i mean literally into the queue, inbetween jie and i. I was furious you know. I know that she's aware that the queue starts from the back but the main point is, &lt;strong&gt;WHY MUST SHE JUMP QUEUE?&lt;/strong&gt; The people behind were looking rather angry and so was i, so when she slowly cut inbetween jie and i. I told her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mat: "Miss, do you know that the queue starts from the back?"&lt;br /&gt;That lady: "Oh really?"&lt;br /&gt;Mat: "Yes"&lt;br /&gt;That lady: "Oh i'm so sorry" + insert awkward smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie said i was kind of fierce but i wasnt, i was just telling her that she jumped queue and that was very inconsiderate of her. We went to Seiyu Fox&amp;amp;Dorothy Perkins then roamed around the mall. Till mommy came and pick us up, we went to get some food(grass jelly drink+pancakes+tapioca cake, my favourite!), i was getting real hungry and tired from the heels, its new so it bites my skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that back to the office, daddy's painting skills are like Okaye only, so there were paint stains on the carpet flooring. Then aft that went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright shopping with clique soon! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;You ask for walls I'll build them higher&lt;br /&gt;We'll lie in shadows of them all&lt;br /&gt;I'd stand but they're much too tall&lt;br /&gt;And i fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114363019420514972?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114363019420514972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114363019420514972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114363019420514972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114363019420514972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114363019420514972' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114334306778020318</id><published>2006-03-26T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T11:31:44.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;You kept me standing in your shadow.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for SJC's Awards Ceremony yest. I miss SJC so much. ):&lt;br /&gt;The hall is so nicely decorated now. Yeah okayee lah so i collected my awards then ugh got scolded by that biology teacher (i forgot her name, i'm so sorry), just cause the emcees skipped my name and called mallory's so she went up. Uh-huh how great. After awards presentation was the performance. Guitar Ensemble improved a lot huh, i like their performance much! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Great job my juniors, i'm sooo proud of you all! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the ceremony ended and cheryl&amp;amp;i went to the library to give them roses and all then was in a rush so left school back home to get changed and left hse. Had dinner at Hans then shopped in Far East. I'm regretting not getting that blazer ayeeee. Anyhow i got an American Eagle top its oh so pretty makes me happy lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncles at Daddy's office are friendly people lah. Paintd Mommy's office and the showroom, so it is now in lovely soft violet, how nice. So now i'm left with the corridor and three other rms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaye later Tim Sum at Daddy's favourite restaurant! Ohh and i feel obese now. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,Mat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114334306778020318?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114334306778020318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114334306778020318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114334306778020318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114334306778020318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114334306778020318' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114293596092806589</id><published>2006-03-21T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T18:15:02.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You've got me coming back for more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleepy now :)&lt;br /&gt;Today's a stay-home day. Good to catch some afternoon nap. :) Was raining since late morning. And outing with gfs cancelled cause jiemei's having some difficulties at home. Oh well, that little brat forgot her design and technology file and textbook, so i went out to deliver her books right to her school early afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't fancy, not exactly hate rainy days, but its just so humid and the sun is like, gone. Thus mathilda's sleeping mode will turn on automatically. Ha! On msn with Beatrice and Clarissa just now. Next week gg sentosa and shopping till we all drop dead! I mean it. Miss them like so much, Beatrice is still as funny as ever, hahaha! And Clarissa still enjoys self-praising. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for medical examination at Raffles Place yesterday. Then went to Daddy's office. After discussing with Mommy she decided to let me paint the office. Most probably we'll start work tomorrow or the day after tmr. :) Oh hahahaha i hope i don't make a huge mess cause the office floor is carpetted. I'm gonna bean apprentice at Daddy's work place(hopefully i have the time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like doing something really crazy, oh hahaha goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lurve,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114293596092806589?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114293596092806589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114293596092806589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114293596092806589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114293596092806589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114293596092806589' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114275719088054827</id><published>2006-03-19T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T18:25:55.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;She showed her crown of thorns.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day at Zhonghua was both good and bad! Whatever it is, Group 11 did their best and i'm surely proud of them. :) I'll miss them little kids a lot, i hope they'll do well in their PSLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday went Escape with gfs. :) Actually supposed to go Pulau Ubin to cycle but due to siaoting's phobia we changed it to Escape instead. Hurhur. Jiemei and i laughed throughout the day, which was rather tiring but also hell funny. After escape went for lunch then pool-ed. The two pros in pool Im &amp; Jiemei. Haha! :D We couldn't stop laughing like seriously cause siaoting and i can't play for nuts. :D Bus-ed home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday early morning 8 plus went to grassroot club at yio chu kang to take care of toddlers. :) Theyre a bundle of joy! Look at them, and you'll say they're so adorable and pinch-able. Clarissa and i took care of a little boy. He's hyper-active you see. So both of us had a great time running around, chasing after him. He's really cute lah, we were supposed to be feeding him, but he fed us instead. So we were sharing from a plate. From the way he holds his fork, and the way he fed clarissa and i. Aww i love him from the bottom of my heart! :) Time passed so fast and was soon 12. His mommy came to pick him up. So both of us left too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day at zh spells three words, &lt;u&gt;mathilda&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;is&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;jobless&lt;/u&gt;. But its alright since school is reopening soon and i have to send those enrolment forms in by tuesday. Plus go shopping for polytechnic clothes and meet up with gfs and clique before school starts in april. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully medical check-up will be scheduled next monday. And i don't know about tanning on monday Clarissa. Tuesday outing with gfs, i love them!&lt;br /&gt;Photos at snapshots! Got to go get my passport size photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114275719088054827?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114275719088054827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114275719088054827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114275719088054827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114275719088054827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114275719088054827' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114234131745519749</id><published>2006-03-14T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T21:01:57.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;All about Zhonghua Primary School, Class 6B, Group 11.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was day one at &lt;strong&gt;ZhongHua Primary School&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I had a hard time finding my way to the school, i'm not good at directions. Read C&lt;a href="http://eternallurve.blogspot.com"&gt;larissa's&lt;/a&gt; blog for more details. Got thr, 10minutes late. Gave out the files and math practice bks, and yada yada they were moving into the hall alr. I went to the wrng grp at first, haha how embarrassing! Then when i got to &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;my grp(group 11)&lt;/span&gt; i was kind of happy! Cause they're em2 and they're such a noisy bunch of kids. Got started and we had a math pre-test. After tht we had some &lt;strong&gt;balloon activites&lt;/strong&gt; that required the kids to hold the balloon without using their hands! So grp 11 decided to throw the balloon up into the air all at the same time. Hahaha it was in a huge mess, but at least they were enjoying &amp; at the same time we're getting to know each other better. :) After which, they were supposed to burst all their own balloons. &lt;strong&gt;Burst balloons =  balloons everywhere&lt;/strong&gt; = next activity, picking up the rubbish and returning to their seats with the least possible noise. And grp 11 was fast! :) So next they had to do an activity&lt;strong&gt; Get To Know You&lt;/strong&gt;. Had &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;break&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, aft break went through the pre-test. One observation, the trainers were all kind of friendly except for trainers of grp 1-3. :/ Grp 11 had only 4 passes. Oh well read on and see how well they did for the post-test! After &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lunch break&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had math practice on everything. After &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;tea break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, Mr Vj told the groups to prepare a cheer. So grp 11 did the oei oei cheer, weiliang and i were &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;shouting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and they &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;echoed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Obviously we got the highest points at that part. : D Continued with the practice and the day ended. Grp 11 was at position 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Day two! : D&lt;br /&gt;I was sort of late agn, but its better to be late than never reach. :)&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa was late please! Goodness! We had &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;'scolding'&lt;/span&gt; from Mr Vj cause we had feed back from the school teachers that they weren't paying attention and all that. After that every group got more attentive and enthusiatic. Those who failed had to go up to the ava room where Mr Vj taught them the pre-test again. After they came down its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;tea break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; time! Aft break they had a post test. The good thing was grp 11 really improved a lot. Had a post-test! And results were impressing, from 4 pass to more passes. I'm so proud of Junfu lah he's a smart boy! :) Vanessa, Puay Chong, and many others also passed and improved! Went through the paper and time for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;lunch break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! :) Had lunch with the trainers. Shaedah's brother and this nepal boy(?!) sat with clarissa and i. Talked a bit and went back to the hall. It was time for the science trail at lower pierce resevoir. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first i thought i'll be on the same bus as clarissa, but in the end i was with grp 4, their trainer = shaedah's bro. Okaye it was pretty fun sitting in the bus with this kids, reminds me of primary school. Haha! He didnt go for the trail, so on the way he looked at my set of answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then he was like, "Can i take your set, and you take mine?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then i went, "Erm huh. Haha but i'm not sure of the answers leh." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then he said, "Cause i'm lazy to copy lah." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said, "Haha!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached, i offered to lend him my book but he was like nevermind lah nevermind. So we headed for the reservoir. He took grp 4, i tool grp 11. I had to talk very loudly, like literally shouting, to get their attention. Everything was alright when Poh Chern found a lizard, that is about 9 cm, Vanessa was freaking out so much that she cried. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Lizards are gross, aren't they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Anw on the trail we spotted squirrels and more squirrels, but no sight of the monkey family. How sad! ): So finally, we're at the other exit alr! And grp 4 was alr outside waiting for grp 11. Walked over to the bus and boarded it. Don't know how, but Vanessa came to sit with me and shaedah's brother. I was talking to Vanessa about the worksht, and i can hear the boys talking the aunties and the girls were resting. I don't know after how long, Shaedah's brother took my set of notes. He was looking through. After 5minutes, he was copying alr. Then i was staring at his hand-writing, so messy lah goodness! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I asked, "Is this your usual hand-writing?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He did not answer me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then he asked, "You want to help me copy?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was like "Haha okaye."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He said, "Really want to help me copy ah?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then i was like, "Erm yes, haha so messy how to read."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He said, "All left-handed people's hand-writing very ugly, my friends who are left-handed have horrible hand-writing."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said, "Not really what. Haha!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was copied three questions and i finished up his set. : D I guess he was staring at my writing cause he said its neat. Lol. After all, we reached school. So we proceed up to the hall where they had a rest. Then the grps were given a task, to complete a summary about the trail. I gave it to Ophelia, Junfu, Vanessa and Amirul to do. The summary was all good, i love them. :) Then after their &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; we went through the trail questions. Da da da. After that Mr Vj was reading out the names of those who did well for the post-test, grp 11 got three, Ophelia, Viknesh, Junfu! :) They cheered loudly thus given 5 bonus points! This is madness, imagine a trainer screaming with the grp? :D And before they were dismissed, weiliang called me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Weiliang : "Trainer trainer! Do you know who's the trainer that is always correct?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me : "Who? Is it Mr Vj (points out to him)?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Weiliang : "You lor!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me : "Huh why?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Weiliang : "Cause nike(at the same time doing the nike logo) mah!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me : "Hahaha thank you!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause i was wearing my nike shirt with the logo on my back. Simple things make me happy alright! :) After that walked out from the school hall, and shaedah's brother stopped his car beside us. Shaedah asked us to take a lift to the bus stop outside. So all of us, 6 people squeezed into the back seat. Viknesh should be in the car boot, but nah, we ain't mean. So he was sitting on the nepal boy. Shamala on her friend, Clarissa on me. Haha was so funny cause we were squashed! Shaedah's brother stopped at the zebra crossing near the school and we headed for the mini mart! Ate ice cream on the way to the bus stop. I love paddle pop! Clarissa loves the guava ice cream. Hahaha &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;we're the craziest bunch of trainers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i tell you! :) Hahaha! Took 156 and changed to 88 and finally home sweet home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been such a great day, seriously i've been enjoying every bit with grp 11. Though there was a little uphappiness between the teachers vp and trainers, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i still love them all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. :) Seems like i'm getting a little attached to them now, my oh my! Tomorrow is the last day. Aww i'll miss them all, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;my super hyper-active loud absolutely lovely bunch, Group 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! :D Got to go prepare for tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Mat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114234131745519749?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114234131745519749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114234131745519749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114234131745519749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114234131745519749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114234131745519749' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114216233499241468</id><published>2006-03-12T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T19:21:38.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;What doesn't kill you makes you stronger?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright-y, time to update this dead thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wednesday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; got pay = shop for clothes = eventually broke! :D&lt;br /&gt;Walked around with gfs in wisma while waiting for miss im, went to little match girl!&lt;br /&gt;Their bags are so pretty. I love the brown base with blue, pink &amp; green stripes.&lt;br /&gt;From wisma to taka, visited rizal at British India. We took our pay cheques first. Im finally came! So she took her pay cheque and headed to the bank! Got cash and ate at pepper lunch! Lunch was such a savory! :) Shopped around, from taka to hereen then from hereen back home!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; went town with serene! We saw a pink panther on the train like wooo! And interesting china fellas talking so loudly, just like best friend! :D We got out at somerset instead of orchard! Walked a long way. Pepper lunch-ed, hamburger steak was fab. Zara was pretty, love the clothes there! &lt;3 From Takashimaya puma to zara to guess to levi then to Wisma fox to topshop to sufbabe to tannlines back to Taka mango to zara to m.a.c to mphyosis to a/x to Paragon ck to miss sixty to some shop with pretty jeans(but the sales assistant is a ! :0) to tannlines to quicksilver to island life. I forgot where else we went. Anw wanted dinner at Swensens but it was crowded(was it?) so we cross back to Taka and dined at kfc! Whoops it was just great to sit down after such a long walk. This lady was stoning at serene's cheese-y cheese fries and we couldnt stop laughing. :D We saw beautiful shoes at Taka. Took train home at 8 plus. It was a good day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; morning clarissa was telling me she had the urge to go swimming, and thus she asked me along,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarissa : Mat go swimming lah!&lt;br /&gt;Mat : I don't wanna go swimming!!&lt;br /&gt;Clarissa : The weather is so fine why you don't wanna go??&lt;br /&gt;Mat : I don't want lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the way on the phone she was whining. Oh wells, haha. :) Met her at compass at 3, miss was late for 20minutes, had me waiting all alone. Took 163 to Casurina Prata, which is near Thomson, had lunch there! Mr Vj came and we went for the trail. Lower pierce is so beautiful! I like the wooden path. Ended soon as it started off with a drizzle, then heavy rain. Waited at the prata shop for mummy&amp;amp; daddy. Sent Clarissa to Bishan and went to Bishan ntuc to get some grocceries. I miss Bishan! ): Anyhow shopping at ntuc was fun cause jie &amp;amp; i couldnt stop taking junk food, more of jie getting junk food. We asked daddy if we can get some alcohol and he said "no!" so we went down to the 1st level where there's ice cream and mostly frozen food. Daddy was paying at the counter, jie wanted lip moisturiser and i was looking for some nice magazine. Thank you jie for the magazine! :) On the way home jie wanted to say Punggol park and she went Panggol and I was laughing like crap! Haha and I told her it should be Panggol pork. : D Went home, had dinner and slept early arnd 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a nice long post! Tomorrow 1st day at Zhong Hua Pri wish me good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love,Mat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114216233499241468?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114216233499241468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114216233499241468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114216233499241468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114216233499241468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114216233499241468' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114166090232186670</id><published>2006-03-06T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T00:01:42.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Everyday I Love You Less And Less.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song reminds me of Nad that silly girl, I miss her lah. ):&lt;br /&gt;I miss gfs at work too! ):&lt;br /&gt;Be right back, Campus Superstar results now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;BACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adriano's in final four, haha so adorable!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Woke up with a bad headache. Was walking out of mich's rm when mum shocked me. I was like "AHH!!" cause i couldnt see her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My rm's in a mess cause i decided to pack my secondary school books and all.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Was talking to tf on the phone when i smelt something burning in the kitchen, the porridge was overflowing and all that crap. The fire on the stove almost went out i guess. :/&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bestest friend scolded me retarded. And i havent reply her msg yet. Anyway she has been such a great friend, both my pinching/punching bag. I appreciate all that. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alrighty nights all,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;heaps of &lt;3!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114166090232186670?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114166090232186670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114166090232186670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114166090232186670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114166090232186670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114166090232186670' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114149032267656204</id><published>2006-03-05T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T00:42:02.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Staring in the sun.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three months passed like a leaf falling from a tree, fast yet slow, happy yet upsetting, mixed emotions.&lt;br /&gt;I miss every single part of BI, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;From Suntec to the shop, storeroom, fitting room, the jolly times we spent during break laughing our asses off like we had forever, fooling around with jiemei, fighting with huilin, laughing with im, getting fucked up with joanne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Sentosa on Wed with them. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Ate prata at harbourfront hawker centre. Bus-ed into Sentosa! I miss that place. The last time there was last June i think.&lt;br /&gt;The place is still as lovely as ever. :)&lt;br /&gt;Basking in the sun, four of us laid on the beach mat which jiemei claims that it's &lt;em&gt;huge&lt;/em&gt; but could only fit two people.&lt;br /&gt;Played volleyball cause we were kind of bored, then this group of people came to join us.&lt;br /&gt;There's a gigantic bruise on my right hand, that covers 1/2 of my hand, thanks to the volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;Huilin couldnt stop telling me it looks like pig trotters, &lt;em&gt;swollen&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;red&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;After tanning washed up, ate dinner at Sakae(the food sucks though) and left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was offical last day at BI cause got called back by CM and M to finish up the work.&lt;br /&gt;Huilin and i went back, rach was busy, so was im.&lt;br /&gt;Got posting results, i'm in tp design school! : D&lt;br /&gt;Really exhilarated about getting into tp, however, i'm gonna try my luck and appeal for sp mass com.&lt;br /&gt;That's my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today met Clarissa at YCK mrt, walked to grassroot club.&lt;br /&gt;Sat in for primary 6 lessons, did primary 6 math.&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion = Pri 6 was tougher than Sec 4 work&lt;br /&gt;I was cracking my brain thinking of the wayss to solve the questions.&lt;br /&gt;Like hello, i havent studied eversince o's ended. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't too bad except that this boy was disrupting the class, so annoying!&lt;br /&gt;Both of us volunteered as social workers at the club, to take care of infants and toddlers if anyone is interested contact me! : D&lt;br /&gt;Lesson ended and we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natasha left for California.&lt;br /&gt;Take care sweetheart, we'll be missing you! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kite-flying, steamboat and tanning with lovelies next week : D&lt;br /&gt;I love ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I'm really tired of all this shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;When will it stop coming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Mat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114149032267656204?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114149032267656204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114149032267656204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114149032267656204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114149032267656204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114149032267656204' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-114079801486852009</id><published>2006-02-24T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T00:20:15.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;If i could turn back the hands of time.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent blogged since last tues, so many things happened the past week.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh now that little brat wants me to help her upload her photos.&lt;br /&gt;I shall cont blogging first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;18/02, Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted to Ngee Ann City British India for a day.&lt;br /&gt;It was hell at first, with the huge crowd coming in non-stop, the shop in a mess.&lt;br /&gt;But i really like the people there, although they cant remb my name.&lt;br /&gt;So half the time they went, 'Girl ah you stand by at the fitting room there!', 'Xiao mei mei you want drink anot i help you buy?', 'Darling, excuse me please thank you!'..&lt;br /&gt;All sorts of names they could think of.&lt;br /&gt;They =  love.&lt;br /&gt;:) Aft work met mich shopped at ngee ann. Spent a lot on clothes went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;19/02, Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Suntec, nothing much that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;20/02, Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning shift.&lt;br /&gt;It started off badly, stomache early morning.&lt;br /&gt;On the way to work, when i just got off the bus, i couldnt control, so i puked at the side of the road, how bad can that be, plus i wanted to faint on the pavement and i was already half an hour late. Smacks-&lt;br /&gt;So i made my way to Suntec, walking slowly. Super embarassing cause saw cute malay guys chilling outside Suntec. Aft tht mummy came to pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the doctor, got porridge and headed home.&lt;br /&gt;Ate 2 spoonful of porridge, followed on by medicine and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;At night was running a high fever, 38.7Deg.&lt;br /&gt;Fever went up and down. I think i suffered from food poisoning. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;21/02, Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily its my offday.&lt;br /&gt;Rest at home for the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;I received the extremely bad news that Delan quitted his job at Sakae.&lt;br /&gt;Like omg how now. Insert big frown-&lt;br /&gt;Its been 3 days since i last saw him. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;22/02, Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think that i went for work at the wrong shift is really laughable! :D&lt;br /&gt;Went morning instead of originally planned afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Back to WORK!&lt;br /&gt;Although still weak. I think i'm always weak.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at how i fight with huilin, i always lose to her.&lt;br /&gt;The whole day of quarreling and fighting can really make me exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;Most unbelievable thing is, actually the three managers think that huilin and i are twins? ERM A-HEM. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;a href="mailto:*$&amp;!*#@&amp;amp;%"&gt;*$&amp;!*#@&amp;amp;%&lt;/a&gt;*#&amp; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;23/02, Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy day at work.&lt;br /&gt;Packing stock to be transferred, da da da.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a new book! I love it!&lt;br /&gt;Jiemei's friend from 4th storey, really funny person lah! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Jiemei early to shop for her Escada perfum and my clothes. :D&lt;br /&gt;First thing in the morning she was complaining that her Mickey Mouse shoe's colour faded after washing. Hur.&lt;br /&gt;Met her friend at city hall, walked arnd but cant find her perfum and there werent nice clothes that was within my budget + rushing for work so left for Suntec.&lt;br /&gt;Went topshop then la senza, then back to topshop, bought T's (hahaha nice!)&lt;br /&gt;Got xiaoting's fav salmon fried rice and went to eat in the shop!&lt;br /&gt;During break went up to look for jiemei's friend.&lt;br /&gt;MY STAR, she makes nice strawberry + starfruit juice!&lt;br /&gt;Haha she calls me honey, so i call her star, so we're honey-star.&lt;br /&gt;Isnt it funny, told you she's funny right! Haha! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;Slogged till 930.&lt;br /&gt;Homed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just received a letter from NAVY. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,Mat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-114079801486852009?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114079801486852009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=114079801486852009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114079801486852009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/114079801486852009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114079801486852009' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-113993893479802662</id><published>2006-02-15T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T01:46:56.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tears in the night, sorrow takes flight.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yada yada Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back O's results last Friday and I think I'm satisfied with my results. : D&lt;br /&gt;Just finished with the JAE and JPSAE application submittion.&lt;br /&gt;I hope i'll be able to get into media and communication at sp. -cross fingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's my offday, yet i'm spending it at home.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to BI people, i can't make it for steamboat. ):&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick you see. I think my windpipe is blocked up.&lt;br /&gt;Gross.&lt;br /&gt;I think the house is infested with germs.&lt;br /&gt;The germs exists cause apparently &lt;u&gt;people&lt;/u&gt; still don't cover their mouth when they cough.&lt;br /&gt;And the germs starts spreading all over the place. So that is how everyone at home gets sick, one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much thinking isn't good. And I was thinking too much yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;That is the reason why i hate to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now i can't stop grinning. I'm going insane. But im said that i'm sane.&lt;br /&gt;Alright stop the argument mat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodmorning lovelies! (:&lt;br /&gt;Love,Mat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-113993893479802662?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/113993893479802662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=113993893479802662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113993893479802662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113993893479802662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113993893479802662' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-113941604086245144</id><published>2006-02-08T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T00:26:23.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm floating, i think i'm high on you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, hello fellas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY, school-ed.&lt;br /&gt;The dumb stupid shit security didn't allow me to get into school. I was so pissed off. Plus she was so rude to me please. I hate rude people, disgusting! Then met pea (happy birthday pea, bum loves you! ;D) outside school then to cp then back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;Received a shocking news from cc. Cheer up please. We'll be with you till the end. :) Be brave, be strong. We all love you. Hugs :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked full shift again, equals to 10 hours. My back aches like a lot. Nad just quit today. BI is left with 6 people, 2 left already. How sad can this be? Mat ain't sad, cause she got Delan to look at. :) Eyecandy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so trashy. Blah. Thank you jiemei for the strawberry biscuits, how lovely! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/1600/23284725956028l.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/23284725956028l.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jiemei! :) &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/1600/23284512256902l.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3865/1628/320/23284512256902l.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's lovely&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,Mat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-113941604086245144?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/113941604086245144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=113941604086245144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113941604086245144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113941604086245144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113941604086245144' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-113854855300989468</id><published>2006-01-29T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T00:26:42.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Oasis - Let's All Make Believe&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much happened recently. Have no time to update about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had work in the morning. Met Rach at kovan. She got me earrings when she went shopping on her offday, so sweet! Trained down to Stc. Shop opened arnd 1030. Everyone's working today except for a few. Fun people! Was super hungry, so Im and I sneaked out to Carrefour to get food when rizal went to the bank. I swear we're like crazy fellas, taking whatever from the racks that looks nice. Bought sushi, like a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the store rm at the back and started eating like its our own shop hoho super shiok! Then we didnt have enough so hl suggested ordering pizza. Was damn funny cause apparently there were still people in the shop and we just ate openly and talk amongst ourselves. Luckily rizal didnt find out. Ate pizza and I felt like a glutton. Bloated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued working all the way till after Rach and hl left. Dear came over while i was working. :) Havent seen him for such a long time. Talked for a while cause i was still working. ;D Left the shop at 6 plus when dad came to fetch me. Went uncle patrick's hse for reunion dinner. Ate AGAIN. Sat arnd and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Lunar New Year folks! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time for junk food, gambling, drinking, collecting ang baos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late. Got ready and left. At the multi storey near ahma's hse, realised that we forgot to bring the bag of mandarin oranges. Went home to get, cause we stay about 10minutes distance away from ahma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached late, almost two. Ate brunch. Played blackjack, and I lost money. One card's worth 5cents alright. So in total I lost 25cents. Ha ha ha stupid. Ate dinner early. I was still full, but i can't stop munching. I'm gonna gain weight. Ugh! Had a game of majong and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaye tmr will entire day of visiting = to waking up early at 8 and walking for the whole day + eating, junking, gaining fats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully were catching I not stupid two on wednesday and gg Liberte with Im&amp;Nad soon! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S - I'll try to reply tags in the next entry! ;D&lt;br /&gt;Love,Mat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-113854855300989468?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/113854855300989468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=113854855300989468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113854855300989468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113854855300989468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113854855300989468' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-113786539513046882</id><published>2006-01-22T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T00:26:53.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Photos from SJC Sec One Camp 2006 :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos(&lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=2Act2rZi0bMXJg&amp;notag=1"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;) up for &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,0,0)"&gt;Senior Instructors&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;Haha! I put them up especially for S.I(s) alright. :D But those who wish to view just do so lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just enjoy looking at &lt;u&gt;The Sakae Guy&lt;/u&gt;. He is my eyecandy. :D Same for the &lt;u&gt;Obey Guy&lt;/u&gt; from Carrefour. Rach say he looks better with glasses. I think so too. :D I sound like a stalker. Hur. I miss Nad and her craziness. Come back soon alright.&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is bad. I &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;dread&lt;/span&gt; working nowadays. It's just sickening disgusting driving me nuts. And you &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;fool&lt;/span&gt;, back off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,Mat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-113786539513046882?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/113786539513046882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=113786539513046882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113786539513046882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113786539513046882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113786539513046882' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-113742507786405863</id><published>2006-01-16T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T00:27:10.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Little Miss Sweetness, a taste of honey.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Mal's room now cause I'm so lazy to on my comp so yea. Went for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sec One Camp 2006 back at CHIJ St Josephs' Convent last week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. :D I have to type this in capitals please, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISS SJC A LOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School looks so different, or rather strange, the atmosphere in school is odd. I miss the teachers, the friends, the memories, the food, everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day One of camp was so-so. Day two was great cause the senior instructors came back for campfire, the highlight of the day. Campfire was awesome, I should say, and it has been my pleasure to study in an IJ school cause we got the spirit that never dies. We went through many camps together and we're bonded as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of camp. I am feeling oh so crappy. Now Malvina is talking to me about cousin's lover and rubbish. Hahaha thats what little kids do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played ball at work today. The ball made up of A4 paper, newspaper and masking tape. It is damn solid I tell you. Haha total madness. I got physically abused today when jiemei is having offday. Wth nevermind she'll be back by tomorrow and we'll be entertaining each other again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea. Ashlee Simpson's L.O.V.E sounds cool. Haha. Take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3Mat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-113742507786405863?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/113742507786405863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=113742507786405863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113742507786405863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113742507786405863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113742507786405863' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-113674247140650114</id><published>2006-01-09T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T00:27:38.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Same script, different cast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I got so frustrated at work today when someone actually called me two faced, she jolly well know that she went over the limit and i've been tolerating her all my way till the 2nd month of work. She's like a manequin. But, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Whitney Houston&lt;/span&gt; is a great singer. Hahahaha slap me please, thank you. I bet if I tell JIEMEI that she'll fire me like &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;. Oh so sad. I feel like such a pathetic worker. Sometimes I get angered by the clothes that fall off the hangers or hangers that fall off the rack, I feel like screaming at the top of my voice. Craziness. So darn stressed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway main purpose of blogging. Mich&amp;amp;I, we dyed our hair about 2hours plus ago and now I got brown hair. :D Mich is like some idiot dyeing her hair back to black colour at this time when she has school tmr, cause she claims its too light and she's like jumping in front of the mirror like a nutty. Hohoho! (: And i dont understand why her hair colour is lighter than mine. Pouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;You used to tell me we'd run away together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Love gives you the right to be free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;You said be patient, just wait a little longer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;But that's just an old fantasy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Auf Wiedersehen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3Mat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-113674247140650114?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113674247140650114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113674247140650114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113674247140650114' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</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-16997083.post-113630833024530669</id><published>2006-01-04T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T01:25:41.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy New Year! :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goodbye to 2005, Hello to 2006! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to wake up at like 8am later in the morning, which means I have less than 8 hours of sleep left so I'll just blog since I haven't blogged for a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown at esplanade with colleagues, it was great with all the super super 38 people and dada. HAHAHA! I miss my &lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Filthy/Gorgeous&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; singing partner&lt;/span&gt;! Working was all so fine so far, Gen came over to look for me yest, I miss her so much. And she's soo sweet she got me some stuff and I wanted to cry so badly cause I won't get to see her much in future so I walked straight into store but Karen/Nad were eating so I "swallowed" my tears, kept the stuff and continued working. Aww. Alright Gen you got a very special testimonial from me please go have a look. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School reopen today, no school for me! :D&lt;br /&gt;Secondly pay day is coming and I'm so so looking forward to that day when I can spend money freely, like WTH! It's double happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine fine fine. Good Morning its 1.10am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE,&lt;br /&gt;MAT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-113630833024530669?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/113630833024530669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=113630833024530669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113630833024530669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113630833024530669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113630833024530669' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-113509914785075454</id><published>2005-12-21T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T01:34:21.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HONEY, HONEY! (:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;I gotta blog before I get too busy before Xmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;No time for Xmas shopping this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;I gotta work on Xmas like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;huh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Dad and Mum fetched me from work yet again. Thank you! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;On the way back we talked about DIAMONDS, blahblah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; topic, but its interesting to listen to both of them speak in dialect, not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; speaking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;but more of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; arguing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;. We digressed to talking about Grandpa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;I miss him like so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Grandpa looked like a Malay, thats the reason why Mummy/Uncle Francis look like Malays and so do I. Its all in the blood. Haha. What a random post. And I just heard a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;LOUD LAUGHTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;HAW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;I want to dye my hair &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;hazelnut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; brown, and change a different style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;I want a pair of colour contacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;If you walk away, I'll walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Tell me which road you will take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Cause I don't want to risk our paths crossing someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; So if you walk that way, I'll walk this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Yuletide Greetings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;to all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-113509914785075454?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/113509914785075454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=113509914785075454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113509914785075454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113509914785075454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113509914785075454' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-113492071500715283</id><published>2005-12-18T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T23:58:55.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;CHRISTMAS CAROLLING! :)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Christmas carolling today! :) I enjoyed it like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A LOT A LOT A LOT A LOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I wanna thank you Mr Teoh and Serene for the invitation! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Our venue for this year's carolling was at Chen Su Lan Methodist Home! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The children there are really adorable and lovely! :) I LOVE THEM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Unfortunately I didn't bring a camera along :( (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anyone who took photos if you want to send me please mail me&lt;/span&gt;) Hahaha I believe we all had a great time there even though at first we didn't know them really well! :) Gradually we got to know them better and we had a fun time playing games and singing. :) Especially that bunch of little girls who requested us to play Pass It On again cause they wanna sing. : D Oh how lovely! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They really love Pass It On A LOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I realised that they're talented in some way. Some could play the piano, guitar, drums, even breakdance! :) This shows that God is fair to everyone. God blesses everyone with a little something, even though they might be lacking in others. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm beginning to miss them! Their laughter and the way they call you "jiejie". I mean its so sweet to see them smile at you and stay cheerful even though they might be from broken families or even parentless. :) I've decided to visit them whenever I can. Anyone interested? :) From next year onwards when the schools reopen. We can volunteer ourselves and tutor/play with them. :) &lt;u&gt;People who wants to volunteer themselves can mail/message me! :)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Dear Lord our father,&lt;br /&gt;Please continue to shower your blessings onto &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the little ones&lt;/span&gt;, and protect them from harm. They may be going through a lot of obstacles in their life, but guide them through it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Replies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Zhaolin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Hello dearest! :) The photos can be seen already! I miss you like a lot yeah. Yes yes outing soon! But I have to work. Haha tanning would be great ayee! Love love! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="byline"&gt;Chlyfe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="byline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="byline"&gt;What second love? And please do not get so mad! I know she CAN BE unbearable at times! Just don't die alright, hang on. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ctee &lt;/span&gt;HELLO MISS! :) I changed already lah alright. Hahaha! : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;JESUS LOVES THE LITTLE CHILDREN, ALL THE CHILDREN OF THE WORLD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;RED AND YELLOW BLACK AND WHITE, ALL ARE PRECIOUS IN HIS SIGHT,&lt;br /&gt;JESUS LOVES THE LITTLE CHILDREN OF THE WORLD! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright hopefully no work tomorrow, I need a break! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;MAT FEELS SO BLESSED! : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;HUGS, MAT! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-113492071500715283?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/113492071500715283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=113492071500715283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113492071500715283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113492071500715283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113492071500715283' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-113413871058068669</id><published>2005-12-09T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T01:44:25.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;This is the hap-happiest time of the year! : D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;This week past pretty fast and today's already Sunday! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Didn't have the time to update cause was busy working. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Standing for 8 hours a day, running in and out of the store. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Hahaha this is gonna be a great experience, because now i have a better understanding of the term &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;hard-earned money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;. : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so so lucky to be posted to the outlet with many SJC people! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;There's Bridget, VoonHern, Marilyn! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;2nd day at work at hell loads of fun cause Bridget was making all of us laugh like I-don't-know-what lah! Craziness. And she aimed her shoe at me just because I attempted to kick her but failed and my butt hurts! :X Anyway working is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;superduperlyfunfunfun&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; with interesting people like them! (: I love life now, and I'm learning to cherish every little bit of life! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the horribly boring update. I think my way of blogging is boring. :/ Oh well. I'm listening to outdated songs, waiting for the photos to be uploaded. BORING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you can hear me, cause i remember it clearly.&lt;br /&gt;The day you slipped away, was the day i felt won't be the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright here's the long awaited &lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=2Act2rZi0bMXFQ&amp;notag=1"&gt;Prom Night Photos&lt;/a&gt; (Sorry for the delay!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I forgot to say something, firstly I didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;set&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; my hair properly, so it was in a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; mess. Hahaha! And uhm the pictures aren't of the best quality, which means that i need a new camera soon. Anyone wanna chip in? : D Happy looking folks! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replies to 3rd Dec:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;PeiYing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; Hello pea thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Amerie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Hey I saw you too : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replies to 5th Dec:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Charlotte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; Why happy? And now I realised that sentence is funny. HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Amerie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; Oh yes you're nice too alright. (: Eh hello, I won't dream of being nice cause you already said that I'm nice. Ha whatever it is, I'm nice. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Mal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Hahahaha rubbish she'll surely agree lahh. Poots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Ctee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; Relink already! Thanks for cheering me up. Haha and what's with the lol? Anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; HAPPY BIRTHDAY SUGAR! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Roshini&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Hahaha well hope that your dad allows! It's the Christmas season, so I'm a little affected by it. Hahaha! Love too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love, MAT! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-113413871058068669?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/113413871058068669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=113413871058068669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113413871058068669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113413871058068669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113413871058068669' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-113378567772625535</id><published>2005-12-05T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T20:27:57.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Disappointed, Happy. :(:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;onkers. Sight of her makes me angry please tell me what to do. Ahh I can't take it. She started scolding before she knows what is actually going on. UGH BLOODYSHIT. She had to start the quarrel, I really don't see the point of telling her what is going on in my life since she snap at me for every little thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;FORGET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; about that. However, I strongly believe that if mal was the one telling her all this stuff about being talent scout she'll immediately raise both hands and legs to encourage her to get into this  association. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Now the joyous thing! I love love love my guitar, of course playing it. (: HOHO! So far I enjoyed every little bit of Christmas carolling practise, It makes me delighted! Learnt a few new strumming methods today. I'm eager for more practises! : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;TOMORROW, I SHALL STAY AT HOME AND CLEAR ALL THE JUNK IN MY ROOM! NO GOING OUT, WHICH MEANS SAY BYEBYE TO PERFORMING IN A BAND.&lt;/span&gt; Nevermind I shouldn't be unhappy about that cause there is always other opportunities. : D&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Smile, God loves you! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Love love, MAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-113378567772625535?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/113378567772625535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=113378567772625535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113378567772625535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113378567772625535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113378567772625535' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-113362040238719402</id><published>2005-12-03T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T22:50:48.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Can I just lock myself up?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;This is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CRAZY&lt;/span&gt; alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Firstly cause of mal's sec two textbooks (Ugh, i wanna say the 4 letter word so badly!), secondly I wasn't willing to help you do household chores, thirdly all thanks to the job at french restaurant, you said it was &lt;s&gt;bad influence&lt;/s&gt; and all that crap, lastly the way i talk to you just now? I seriously don't see a problem in my tone. I really can't take it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;You can choose to vent your childish anger on others, but why of all people me? You're a &lt;s&gt;freaking hypocrite&lt;/s&gt;. Can you just be more &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REASONABLE&lt;/span&gt;?! Stop bossing me around. I hate it when people do that. Just shut up and I'll do the chores &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WILLING and HAPPILY&lt;/span&gt;. GET IT? You don't have to come and &lt;s&gt;sweet talk&lt;/s&gt; to me and indirectly boss me around. I don't fancy that nonsense. I live by the money you earn, but i'm not your slave. SO GET THAT IN YOUR HEAD! Just because I don't listen to you once I get all the &lt;s&gt;scoldings and naggings and your trash&lt;/s&gt;. Just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KEEP QUIET&lt;/span&gt; and I'll know what to do. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please, THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm just going madmadmad soon. I just need a place for me to rant and complain. Mathilda will be fine, hopefully tomorrow. Yes Mathilda will be alright tomorrow, for today she'll just have to let out all that she kept inside and she'll recover very very soon. Till I get to blog again. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;My Christmas wish:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;To grow up faster (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Love love, MAT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-113362040238719402?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/113362040238719402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=113362040238719402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113362040238719402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113362040238719402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113362040238719402' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-113345174826410449</id><published>2005-12-01T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T23:48:08.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Confusing and Contradicting.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Prom was uberly enjoyable and entertaining! (: I see everyone in their best outfit and beautiful make-up. Wellwell our class 4Diligence's video was nice too, the damn song made me cried like some idiot! :/ Thank you Choukin mummy for making that video in time! &lt;33&gt; Oh and I love the balloons they're blue and silver I caught a few. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Stayed over at Sentosa with Beat Cheyl Liting Regina Serene. : D Was real fun and nice to stay out to talk all night without worrying because the O's are &lt;s&gt;over&lt;/s&gt;. Clarissa came over to join us! : D Beat and Liting were the ones who fell asleep first. The rest of us were so engrossed with the game hahahaha it was by using poker cards and the answer to the questions were so accurate and omg it was a little unbelievable but i choose to believe. Haha. (: Anyway the game was really interesting it kept us awake till 6 plus in the morning. There wasn't enough space on the bed I felt so awful sleeping on the sofa, I bet Serene feels the same way and we didn't know the sofa was a sofa bed. Actually I suspected that it was one but i didn't bother much about it haha! Also had some noise all around we couldn't sleep well. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I'm feeling so confused and uncertain and I can tell you that this sucks big time. All I can do is laugh over it and try to put it aside and not bother about it for the time being. But I can't do this forever. I'm complaining so please kindly ignore this part thank you. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Tmr practice for Christmas at Toa Payoh in the afternoon. (: GRINS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Photos later please i'm getting tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Replies to 26th Nov:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;GEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm so glad that O's is over. Catch up someday one day! Love love! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loraine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; Hey there (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;I love JAMIE OLIVER! Hahaha he's cute cute cute! I want to eat XiaoLongBao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Replies to 24th Nov:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Melanie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; Hahaha I wanna go Christmas Carolling again please inform me about the time and venue hahaha take care love love! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;GEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt; Catch up one day! : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Roshini &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;I'll talk to you soon. Misses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Amerie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Haha YOU'RE the rich kid please. I can't afford watching Harry Potter thrice cause I'm broke. Thank you! I should remind you again O's is in two years time better start studying soon! Take care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Love love, MAT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-113345174826410449?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/feeds/113345174826410449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16997083&amp;postID=113345174826410449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113345174826410449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113345174826410449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113345174826410449' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16997083.post-113319390929225444</id><published>2005-11-28T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T00:05:09.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mathilda cannot sleep&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Suffering from insomnia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I can't sleep well every night since the O's ended. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;How I wish I could just shut down my mind and have a nice sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Look at all that &lt;s&gt;EYEBAG&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ughh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Celebrated relative's birthday near town yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Played Frisbe with the little ones. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It feels great to be young again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Drank a little, I got kinda high. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sang awfully, laughed loudly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(that's not the usual me).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I can't be bothered lahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Stupid scandal went on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Something that has to do with &lt;s&gt; holding hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; unintentionally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; and the other party being an attention seeker&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;HAHA. Oh and another thing, i'm not &lt;s&gt;Miranda Joshua&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I want to SLEEP NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't want to think about it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Prom tmr. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lovee, MAT! &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; That love would be effortless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Like a petal fallin' to the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; A dreamer followin' his dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-113319390929225444?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113319390929225444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113319390929225444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113319390929225444' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</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-16997083.post-113301851557829203</id><published>2005-11-26T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T00:18:56.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;It's time to look back and recal the splendid memories in SJC :)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;                     &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Town-ed everyday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TOWNTOWNTOWNTOWNTOWN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;non-stop! :) Although town is BIG, I spent a long time looking for prom dress and heels, the list continues. :) Watched Harry Potter last night I like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Cedric Diggory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Ron Weasley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;! :) Hunted for jobs with Charlotte, Beatrice, Clarissa and Regina today. I really like the one at Borders and Coffeeclub. Imagine smelling freshly brewed coffee everyday, or getting surrounded by books and interesting people. :)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The long awaited prom is on next Tuesday. The second last time the Sec4 batch get together before we disperse and go separate ways. :X&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Songs replaying in my head, seeing flashbacks in my mind. Everything will end eventually. Whenever I step into any shops, I hear joyful and cheery Christmas songs. It really reminds me of Christmas carolling with my lovely juniors and Mr Teoh. Still remember the songs we played;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; Jingle Bell Rock, Silent Night, We Wish You a Merry Christmas, White Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;See I shall get prepared for prom with sweet little notes for everyone I know. Haha! Anyway was on the b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;us for almost 1h30min i caught &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.jamieoliver.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Jamie Oliver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; on tv in the bus. He's awfully cute, I like what Charlotte said about his sh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ort tongue-ness! Haha! I like i like! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y59/MATT94/JamieOliver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y59/MATT94/JamieOliver.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Lovee, MAT! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Genevieve&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Hello Mini sister! I miss you tons alright! Yes no more O's hahaha we can party! &lt;333&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Athirah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Heyy hahaha HAPPY PARTYING TOO! LOVE! :) &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roshini&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Hello hello hello hello hello hello hello! :) Alright hahaha you're going to MI!? Oh my gosh! Your mother wants you to go? I didn't apply for it and i realised the deadline is today, 26/11/05, 4pm. So yeah I gave it a miss. Hahaha anyway see you real soon! Linked already! Loveee muchh! :) &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amerie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Yes HELLO AMERIE! :) Rich kid watch Harry Potter three times. Hurhurhur! Your O levels will end in another two years time. Meanwhile HAPPY WAITING! :) LOVE!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;Staring out at the rain with a heavy heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the end of the world in my mind&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then your voice pulls me back like a wake up call&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-113301851557829203?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113301851557829203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113301851557829203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113301851557829203' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</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-16997083.post-113279593032773185</id><published>2005-11-24T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T14:50:57.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Christmas lights up at town, what a pretty sight! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The O levels are finally over! *GRINS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm really happy, i'm over the MOON! Hahahahaha. Now i've to worry and make an important decision, try for first three months at MI(Millennia Institute) or not? -strangles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The thought of attending school for the first three months, while others go out to work, discourages me. Dad wants me to try it out. Oh bothers, haha! Anyway both would be beneficial, its all about gaining the experience and dadada. I'll put it aside and think about it later. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Town-ed with Beatrice Cheryl Charlotte Serene and Feli yesterday. Was kinda nice, uhm cause i haven't stepped into town for nearly three months?! Haha! Shopped around from Hereen, to Taka then to Wisma, Far East and lastly Paragon. It was raining shit, erm not shit but it was just pouring when we stepped out of the mrt station. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The malls are boring, we see winterwear everywhere (what purpose does winterwear serve when we do not have winter here in Singapore??) . We couldn't find much Prom dresses, so we ended up doing casual shopping. Ate lunch at Coffeeclub and continued shopping. Now i realised that shopping can be tiring, its straining my legs and knees out. Dined at Paragon. Yummy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Xiaolongbao&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; (reminds me of db, HAHA Charlotte!) ! The Christmas lights are up in town! :) It's so lovely at night! The fairy lights look like strings of stars hanging from the trees! The time has arrived for Christmas parties and Christmas shopping. :) i love Christmas so &lt;33!&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Slept late this morning, thanks to &lt;u&gt;Sam&lt;/u&gt;. She was entertaining me with the latest chinese song, so called the "xiaoqiang" song. It's gross i tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Prom shopping with sis later then HarryPotter at night(tentative) ! :) uhm upload photos later. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Melanie&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hahaha yeah! You're much missed too! &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Amerie&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;Missed too &lt;3&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Samantha&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;Please arrange a date, hahaha remember that and stop singing that dumb song or you'll get it, seriously. The birkenstock i saw at town costs over 100bucks, ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tiffany&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hello dear! :) you're missed! Hahaha uhm i might be taking mass com not sure at the moment. Study hard next year and see you soon alright! Lovee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-113279593032773185?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113279593032773185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113279593032773185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113279593032773185' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</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-16997083.post-113229896562531075</id><published>2005-11-18T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T13:23:29.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;METAL BREAKDOWN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Yesterday was the effing day before History paper,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;i'm like so so so exhilarated that its finally over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I wonder why humanities is a compulsory subject, its not as if we'll remember this historic facts and get to use it anytime down the road! *grumbles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm gleeful that i have ONE PAPER left! (insert bright smile)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Gahhhhh i remembered the first time we were counting down to the starting of O's, was around the starting of October. Now now its a few more days to freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;SHOPSHOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;EATEAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TANTAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;TALKTALK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLACKSLACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WORKWORK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Daddy and mummy's going for business trip this weekend, which means there is bound to be chaos at home with three crazy going mad, gone mad merrymakers, unless grandma's coming over! Hahahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And i realised that the way i used to blog last time, should be this year arnd june, was absolutely disgusting and it gross me out totally. HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Gotta mug for science seq now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I wanna update about this weird dream i had two nights ago, but it's seriously too dramatic and crazy i didnt even know why i had this dream. Maybe i'll update after O's probably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I want a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; kaleidoscope now how. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Loveee much, Mat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-113229896562531075?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113229896562531075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113229896562531075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113229896562531075' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</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-16997083.post-113211649224183786</id><published>2005-11-16T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T13:24:36.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Falling apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I've been feeling faint since this morning, its like as if you just haven't slept for a week or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;UGH at this point of time i can't afford to get ill, its the O's mind you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;So i did whatever i could to feel better,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;ate my favourite &lt;u&gt;honey stars&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;tiramisu cake&lt;/u&gt;(haha), drank lots of water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I promise myself to loose weight after O's and i'll do it. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I will finish studying CHINA by today, by hook or by crook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Tuition later.&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, Samantha's leaving today, and i'll have to ask her friend if she's returning?&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;LIKE WHAT THE HECK? FW$!@#()@*!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Oh adding onto my shopping list,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I want birkenstock, nothing else for the moment. Hurhurhur! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beatrice&lt;/span&gt;   Hahaha omg we will celebrate it soon. Lets make it big and grand. Haha! Lovee! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Charlotte&lt;/span&gt; Why of all people TC? Lol is it cause of that question he explained to us the other day? I think i know what you mean! : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; You have found her, now go and get her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; Remember to let her into your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; Then you can start to make it better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Till then, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Lovee, MAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-113211649224183786?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113211649224183786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113211649224183786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113211649224183786' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</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-16997083.post-113196729033189092</id><published>2005-11-14T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T23:57:42.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO TWINNIE and HAPPY! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Oh happy happy am I today! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Actually it feels great to be one year older.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Not exactly, but yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Today was pretty interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ol style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I ate my favourite muffins for breakfast! : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This person SLYS, messaged me and i was about to reply, guess what i almost fall off the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I had tuition for Amath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;During tuition I managed to do a PandC question! (In case you don't know its Permutation and Combination)&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I understood all that is taught  :)&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On the way home bought yummy &lt;s&gt;EVERLASTING&lt;/s&gt; Gobstoppers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On the bus i saw this cute little boy with his mummy, holding onto a sweet. I guess he needs help in opening the sweet wrapper to get his sweet, haha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Walking home, i saw this uber cute little boy, arnd 5yearsold, jogging with his mummy. His cheeks were rosy, so prettyyy!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;AND, now i'm back home! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;How nice we'll celebrate our birthdays after the o's, either party/sentosa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Beatrice please remember that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Prolly gonna do some Amaths again and mug for History!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;PEA THANKS FOR THE PRESENT! &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;THANK YOU TO THOSE WHO WISHED ME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;SHOPPING AFTER O's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Lovee, MAT!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-113196729033189092?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113196729033189092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113196729033189092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113196729033189092' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</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-16997083.post-113160133341533057</id><published>2005-11-10T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T13:27:01.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Scattered pi&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ctures;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; of the smiles we left behind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;We're half way through with the O's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6 papers down, 5 more to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Time passes really fast, I must say that. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Caught flu during the exam, so I can't help but sneeze and sniff and blow my nose. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to those who happen to sit around me in the exam hall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I seriously feel so deprived of sleep, my poor eyebags, and exercise cause of the O's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;We have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 more days&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;to mug, after which it'll be freedom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;HAHAHA! *Grins to self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I can just imagine spending my time shopping, eating, working!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Voluntary work after O's anyone? I wanna help! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I have to go shop for stuff soon!&lt;br /&gt;All this i hope to get by the end of this year :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. Acoustic guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. Digital camera (still looking for the one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And plus a lookout for new bag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got tuition later, Emath. :D&lt;br /&gt;This blog is decaying.&lt;br /&gt;I'll change it sometime after O's.&lt;br /&gt;Geeeeeeeeeeeeee take care all!&lt;br /&gt;Lovee, MAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-113160133341533057?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113160133341533057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/113160133341533057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113160133341533057' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</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-16997083.post-112979806937316240</id><published>2005-10-20T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T13:29:58.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Now its too late to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I typed one whole chunk and my sister's comp died DANG! Hahahaha i love don't love you no more by craig david. (: Anw i was saying about the unfortunate events i went through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;First its this blister on my right thumb, then cut on my left finger, after that a stupid paper cut that went through about 0.2cm of my finger which was so effing pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My health is like going down like a cooling curve and its just so irritating, i cant help it if i'm pale or simply whiter than before because i dont know what the hell is going wrong inside me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Maybe its just the stress increasing as O's approach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Anw we had science practical today was still okayee then stayed in the library till almost two we were supposed to be released at 1.30 but just because some idiotic people stole handphones and we had body/bag check that took up such a long timeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Headed home after practical. Had been on the internet since then. Talked to Rachel on msn, i really miss that girl much (: she has been my classmate since primary one and i can still remember the times in primary school when we played hopscotch and skipping rope near the school porch during recess awww childhood precious memories! : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tomorrow marks the end of our secondary school life. Four years passed in the blink of an eye. The wonderful years of memories will be with me forever and ever. I remembered playing in the rain, camp prep, syf, christmas caroling at youth centre, ltc 2004/2005, sec one/three camp. Everything passed by just like that. Can you imagine? For tomorrow mat will be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;one happy student in SJC&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;cause its the last day. : D love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;s&gt;i just realised that i dont love you anymore, i've waited too long//dont ask me whyy.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-112979806937316240?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/112979806937316240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/112979806937316240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112979806937316240' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</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-16997083.post-112945758644017817</id><published>2005-10-16T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T13:29:43.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Some things just cannot be explained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I finally 'woke up' after a long sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Evil people got me turning in rounds and I wasted too much time on them. DANG! :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I hate this so much alright, oh slap me slap me. Grr! I hate you! You're my classmate, one I thought I could trust. But I was blind, sad to say. Im tolerating because its less than one more month before we go separate ways. So from now on you jollywell shut the hell up and stop provoking me before I blast your ass and send you off to faraway land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;To the two teachers who cared so much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Thank you for all you all have done. Thank you for making me realise. I really apreciate the effort you all put in to help me. I'll give in my best and not disappoint you all. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm so relieved that I'm awake now and I'm ready to stay up late and study till O's are over! Practical is next thursday and I'm prepared for it! (: Till then, taaa! : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;I was stupid, i'm a fool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;I was really crazy that I do things without thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;I wont think of you anymore, you're just like poison.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;You lost the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-112945758644017817?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/112945758644017817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/112945758644017817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112945758644017817' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</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-16997083.post-112902542963366286</id><published>2005-10-11T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T13:29:03.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I brushed past the gates of netherworld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Geeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee HELLLOOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Long since I blogged. Rights was rather busy with studies and blahh! : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Anyway lost track of what happened. Had PPP for one week already, everyday Math papers, everyday studying, same old routine. Though its boring us out, but I really hope it benefits all of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;WE'LL PULL THROUGH THIS! HANG ON EVERYONE! : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yesterday I was scaring myself, thinking I might not need to take 'O's this year, thought I caught dengue, but it wasnt, it turned out to be some other problem. The doctor said its either because I ate something wrong, that causes this 'bad reaction' in the body, or because of a new environment. Sa said its because 'heaty', while Le said its because I never cover myself with blanket at night. AYEEEEEEEEEEEee all sorts of reasons! Anyway Im fine now, alive and kicking! : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Liting and Sa reminded me that Im turning SIXTEEN SOON. Aww myyy! It'll be one day before 'O' level Amath paper. Wellll Beatrice said we'll celebrate it after 'O's! Hahahahhaaaa! (: Im looking forward to the end of 'O's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Till the time I'll ever blog again. Loveeeeee much! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16997083-112902542963366286?l=allthatjunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/112902542963366286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16997083/posts/default/112902542963366286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allthatjunk.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112902542963366286' title=''/><author><name>Mathilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10020020233472094406</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-16997083.post-112798168930381322</id><published>2005-09-29T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T13:28:26.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Changed ! : D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today had all that prayer service and inspirational talk by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;DR WILLIAM TAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; in the morning! (: It was great, I guess it really benefits a lot, especially when we're about to sit for major examinations. But I was a little tired cause I slept late last night and cause blahblahblah(Im lazy to type cause too many things happened, just HAPPY : D). He's the best/greatest speaker I've even came across he's just so motivating, HE'S MY IDOL!! Im super inspired by his speech. : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Had recess and Science PPP after that. Checked papers for Physics. For once after such a long time I passed my paper two but I could have gotten eight more marks like ughhh. After Physics was Chemistry we did revision and MCQ. : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Went home and now I think SHOULD be studying Social Studies Merger and Separation for tomorrow's PPP. I want it so badly to pass my humanities and get a B! : D Im simply in love Physics/Chemistry/History/SS/Amath! I'll pass all of them with good grades hahaha! : D ( this are big goals) Hurhurhur!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;xoxoxo, MAT! 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