<?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-527937786080705606</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:05:32.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>||[.0ur.St0ry.||]</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527937786080705606.post-6885778104042052986</id><published>2008-01-12T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T00:51:27.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://xdreamstudio.blogspot.com"&gt;NEW BLOG!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xdreamstudio.blogspot.com"&gt;NEW BLOG!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xdreamstudio.blogspot.com"&gt;NEW BLOG!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xdreamstudio.blogspot.com"&gt;NEW BLOG!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xdreamstudio.blogspot.com"&gt;NEW BLOG!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xdreamstudio.blogspot.com"&gt;NEW BLOG!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xdreamstudio.blogspot.com"&gt;NEW BLOG!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-6885778104042052986?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/6885778104042052986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=6885778104042052986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/6885778104042052986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/6885778104042052986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-blog-new-blog-new-blog-new-blog-new.html' title=''/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-1589349644267877888</id><published>2007-11-11T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T20:43:12.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>alone.</title><content type='html'>there's nobody i can talk to.&lt;br /&gt;i am alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(DISCLAMER: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THE CHARACTERS ARE GIVEN A PSEUDONYM TO PROTECT THEIR PRIVACY. THE RECOUNTS ARE TRUE TO ME. I DON' T GIVE A DAMN IF YOU EVER FIND OUT WHO THEY ARE. THERE'S NOTHING I CAN, AND WILL DO ABOUT IT. IT'S MY OPINION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to think that i have the bestest friends in the world.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i have been proved wrong, some how.&lt;br /&gt;H, N, D and K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H- H's too busy with stuff. stuff that doesn't include me. how long since I have last heard H's voice. forever, probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N- N's nice and everything. the problem is we see so less of each other. sometimes we talk over the phone, but that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D- what makes me think that D will sit down and listen to me spill the beans(pun intended)? D, again is too busy with stuff which does not include me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K- aahh. the one which i have most doubts about. i realised K is totally superfical, and what K cares is only the appearance. how many darned things has K been keeping from me? who knows. i still  remember how K enjoys making snide comments about anything in particular, especially me. I can't stand K's attitude of hot and cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i sound emo and all that.&lt;br /&gt;i can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;how will YOU feel if you have just realised your friends are not what you think they are(totally awesome, trustworthy and blah blah blah)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those little things inside me.&lt;br /&gt;i have been thinking who should i relate to, but i realised, hey!, none of them!&lt;br /&gt;i can totally imagine their reaction individually if i told them.&lt;br /&gt;(?!?!?!, really?, so?, ..., respectively)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's nobody i can talk to.&lt;br /&gt;i am alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-1589349644267877888?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/1589349644267877888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=1589349644267877888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/1589349644267877888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/1589349644267877888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/11/alone.html' title='alone.'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-4238447420230565159</id><published>2007-11-09T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T03:41:57.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED A JOB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-4238447420230565159?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/4238447420230565159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=4238447420230565159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/4238447420230565159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/4238447420230565159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='!'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-802934847025236118</id><published>2007-11-08T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T03:42:24.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Run! (Wo hen mang)</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;music: cai hong-jay chou&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomg!&lt;br /&gt;i now own jay's newest album, wo hen mang!&lt;br /&gt;it was supposed to be my b'day present from liren, nicky, zanelle and lynette.&lt;br /&gt;i waited so long, kays?&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys! (although only nicky paid me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love ALL of the songs inside luhh.&lt;br /&gt;all are awesome!&lt;br /&gt;my fave is cai hong. :DD&lt;br /&gt;heehee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;choir concert is on 30 Nov, in PLMGS.&lt;br /&gt;vicki won't be there, sad sad.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-802934847025236118?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/802934847025236118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=802934847025236118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/802934847025236118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/802934847025236118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/11/on-run-wo-hen-mang.html' title='On the Run! (Wo hen mang)'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-5418803713278219844</id><published>2007-10-27T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T00:19:48.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pics!</title><content type='html'>pics to go along with the last day of school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RyLlvWP7FOI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ILn0gAao21Y/s1600-h/class+photo_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125911927490024674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RyLlvWP7FOI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ILn0gAao21Y/s320/class+photo_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; class photo one. we are at the center. vicki and my arms are stretched out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oops. i see my too-short skirt. it fails the school's standard. but it's cool. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vicki's still pulling her shirt. tsk tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yonghan and lynette are kissing us! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RyLlwGP7FPI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Sq8xt3_2Eag/s1600-h/class+photo_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125911940374926578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RyLlwGP7FPI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Sq8xt3_2Eag/s320/class+photo_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;another one, this time, lynette tried to kiss yonghan. hehehs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;106 rocks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-5418803713278219844?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/5418803713278219844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=5418803713278219844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/5418803713278219844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/5418803713278219844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/10/pics.html' title='pics!'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RyLlvWP7FOI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ILn0gAao21Y/s72-c/class+photo_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527937786080705606.post-3968163759541146402</id><published>2007-10-26T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T00:13:44.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of school ;;</title><content type='html'>the last day of school doesn't feel like the last day at all.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's cos we still have to come back for choir practice, every &lt;i&gt;week&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i am not going to start complaining how my life's so boring, predictable, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had mini farewell party on friday!&lt;br /&gt;the surprise which Ms Lim and Mrs Ho had planned.&lt;br /&gt;lynette and i kind of knew.&lt;br /&gt;we took a few class photos, and after that, esther went snapping pics of people individually, or with their cliques.&lt;br /&gt;we had ice-cream! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earlier, ms lim said that mrs ho and she will not be teaching us next year.&lt;br /&gt;lyn, vicki, yh and i were like "yes-ing".&lt;br /&gt;but, ms lim had to make a touching speech about us, and we were so touched, that we couldn't help but feel a little sad.&lt;br /&gt;oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; everybody except weijian wore the class tee.&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;tell you something.&lt;br /&gt;i don't really love the design of the tee.&lt;br /&gt;first of all, it's lime green, and it practically screams "SAVE EARTH!".&lt;br /&gt;next, there are no pictures.&lt;br /&gt;next, the words fade easily. it faded before i washed it. wow.&lt;br /&gt;finally, the tee cost $16.50. there were no pics, and mostly words and mostly black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vicki said that she doesn't think that the tee would "nai" until next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, can you believe that we have holiday homework?!&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;the holidays doesn't feel like the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;off to watch Tokyo Juliet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE, JEAN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-3968163759541146402?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/3968163759541146402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=3968163759541146402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/3968163759541146402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/3968163759541146402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/10/last-day-of-school.html' title='last day of school ;;'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-4025253656353165765</id><published>2007-10-20T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T20:51:30.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EOYS results!</title><content type='html'>I got back ALL of my results on friday.&lt;br /&gt;i guess they were pretty ok.&lt;br /&gt;here are all of the results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English: A2 (yayness!)&lt;br /&gt;Maths: B3&lt;br /&gt;Higher Chinese: B3 (yayness!)&lt;br /&gt;Science: B3&lt;br /&gt;Literature: C6 (don't blame me. i don't like lit.)&lt;br /&gt;History: A2&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;amp;T: A2&lt;br /&gt;Art: B4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am glad to announcethat i won vicki for english and chinese!&lt;br /&gt;first time in this year, ha.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't have A1s, so sad right.&lt;br /&gt;vicki got like 92.5/100 for history. like, wow?!&lt;br /&gt;i still remember, when i took my biology booklet B, i was like yoo-hoo!&lt;br /&gt;17/20! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayous to myself for next year, and get into a triple science class!&lt;br /&gt;yee-ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-4025253656353165765?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/4025253656353165765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=4025253656353165765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/4025253656353165765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/4025253656353165765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/10/eoys-results.html' title='EOYS results!'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-2084163236805386609</id><published>2007-10-17T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T23:36:22.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM BACK!</title><content type='html'>i am back from hiatus. :D&lt;br /&gt;although i never declared it, but still.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i am so damned glad that the EOYS are over.&lt;br /&gt;it brought me nothing but stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school starts tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i am kind of GLAD to go back to school.&lt;br /&gt;can you believe it?!&lt;br /&gt;i am totally bored at home.&lt;br /&gt;this three days were computer, TV, eat and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;but i don't wanna get back my results! D:&lt;br /&gt;bet they sucks.&lt;br /&gt;for D&amp;amp;T, i can kind of imagine the results.&lt;br /&gt;and they are not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for class chalet!&lt;br /&gt;thanks vic for arranging everything.&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not helping even though i am in your committee.&lt;br /&gt;you never told me if you need my help.&lt;br /&gt;be sure to tell me if you realy need it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;i am going to watch KO One.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-2084163236805386609?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/2084163236805386609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=2084163236805386609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/2084163236805386609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/2084163236805386609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-back.html' title='I AM BACK!'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-2316875988550770491</id><published>2007-09-24T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T02:50:01.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sexy gay debuts!</title><content type='html'>people reading this, stop what you're doing, and look at the video below.&lt;br /&gt;this video is about nicholas, or nicky, dancing in the school excursion bus.&lt;br /&gt;filmed by lynette(with nicholas' consent), this video is now up on jean's blog to let people know how talented nicky is at dancing.&lt;br /&gt;this shall be the official debut dancing video of nicholas, who shall be known as &lt;b&gt;SEXY GAY&lt;/b&gt; when he's acting gay. DUH.&lt;br /&gt;may you enjoy the video. if you didn't, drop dead, afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;movie copyrighted (c)Nicholas,  Sexy Gay.  All rights reserved. No copies or parts of this video may be reproduced, transmitted in any form without permission of the authors. That is, Nicholas, Lynette and Jean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bc048ef425d3e9ed" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbc048ef425d3e9ed%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330039956%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D455B6689E0BED3F5BD112C877FB8432DB9DEEDBB.2978A5CC550E604A76096BD0F732373D238F7108%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbc048ef425d3e9ed%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZFRGIINdLun5A_HsTNXN6sauPG4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbc048ef425d3e9ed%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330039956%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D455B6689E0BED3F5BD112C877FB8432DB9DEEDBB.2978A5CC550E604A76096BD0F732373D238F7108%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbc048ef425d3e9ed%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZFRGIINdLun5A_HsTNXN6sauPG4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-2316875988550770491?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=bc048ef425d3e9ed&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/2316875988550770491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=2316875988550770491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/2316875988550770491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/2316875988550770491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/09/sexy-gay-debuts.html' title='sexy gay debuts!'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-6641640049315811188</id><published>2007-09-23T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T01:03:44.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some pictures!</title><content type='html'>pics to go along with the last post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RvYdahRCJaI/AAAAAAAAAOU/8ZifiG-CTI0/s1600-h/DSC00591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113306768369395106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RvYdahRCJaI/AAAAAAAAAOU/8ZifiG-CTI0/s320/DSC00591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we really are harworking people. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RvYdaxRCJbI/AAAAAAAAAOc/pF1n_34Xp3s/s1600-h/DSC00593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113306772664362418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RvYdaxRCJbI/AAAAAAAAAOc/pF1n_34Xp3s/s320/DSC00593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nicky having fun with liren's handphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RvYdaxRCJcI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Wm-P7kmjZrI/s1600-h/DSC00598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113306772664362434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RvYdaxRCJcI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Wm-P7kmjZrI/s320/DSC00598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lynette, listen! liren is trying to teach you something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RvYdbBRCJdI/AAAAAAAAAOs/bmFUcsDVKMY/s1600-h/DSC00602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113306776959329746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RvYdbBRCJdI/AAAAAAAAAOs/bmFUcsDVKMY/s320/DSC00602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our lanterns(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RvYdbRRCJeI/AAAAAAAAAO0/cb3hwkHhYCg/s1600-h/DSC00603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113306781254297058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RvYdbRRCJeI/AAAAAAAAAO0/cb3hwkHhYCg/s320/DSC00603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nicky looking very very gay. and spastic, duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-6641640049315811188?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/6641640049315811188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=6641640049315811188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/6641640049315811188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/6641640049315811188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/09/some-pictures.html' title='some pictures!'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RvYdahRCJaI/AAAAAAAAAOU/8ZifiG-CTI0/s72-c/DSC00591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527937786080705606.post-1273779964375697658</id><published>2007-09-22T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T00:51:10.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the fun day :D</title><content type='html'>yesterday was great!&lt;br /&gt;the fun started after school, when liren, esther, lynette and i went to Hougang Mall's McDonalds' to study.&lt;br /&gt;we really did study, ok?&lt;br /&gt;we are good students :D&lt;br /&gt;actually, lynette and i got kind of bored and started to walk around like, three times around the mall before nicky came.&lt;br /&gt;and i faked-screamed when i saw jay chou's poster in a shop, but i really am pleased to see him. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met zanelle and minnie inside mcds', and later she came back to tell us there's this weird woman in KFC.&lt;br /&gt;according to zanniie, she was queing up very &lt;b&gt;normally&lt;/b&gt;, and she suddenly shivered and banged onto the wall, and walked back normally to the queue again.&lt;br /&gt;then, she bought the chicken drumstick, and spoke to it before she ate it. she also had two cups of iced water which she did not drink.&lt;br /&gt;now, how weird is that? o.O&lt;br /&gt;liren said something about the woman having depression.&lt;br /&gt;well, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then nicky came.&lt;br /&gt;we were studying very hard, and at 5, everyone closed their books, and bought dinner! :D&lt;br /&gt;except for nicky, who claimed that he's broke.&lt;br /&gt;ok, we ate our dinner and it was still early. like 5.20?&lt;br /&gt;we stayed and watch the tv which replayed ads and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;it's quite difficult for me to look at it, because yes, i am directly below the tv.&lt;br /&gt;later, the &lt;u&gt;Balls of Fury&lt;/u&gt; ad came, and there is this really funny scene about a woman playing tennis, and one of her whacks made five men fell.&lt;br /&gt;it was seriously funny, and we kept laughing.&lt;br /&gt;lynette and nicky tried to takind videos.&lt;br /&gt;at first, they failed, cos nicky kept laughing, and lynette was infected, and she laughed, and the phone wobbled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left mcds', but we had to get chopsticks for lanterns which nicky bought for us.&lt;br /&gt;we kind of stole chopsticks, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;later, we were joking about how the announcements on monday would be like, "5 students of XMS were at McDonalds', making a huge din and later, one was found, stealing &lt;b&gt;CHOPSTICKS&lt;/b&gt;. would the students please stand up, now."&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;then i made an imitation of our cher's face.&lt;br /&gt;"my lovely 106! liren?! esther?! nicholas?! &lt;i&gt;jean, lynette&lt;/i&gt;. expected."&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;we were like, laughing and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we took the 74 bus back to school.&lt;br /&gt;but we suddenly decided to buy some sweets, so we rushed to the 7-11 outside.&lt;br /&gt;SWEETS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched the festival, and it was pretty nice.&lt;br /&gt;halfway through the pomelo-peeling contest, lynette and i spotted j***, and she called him.&lt;br /&gt;and he half-smiled, that is, only one side of his lips turned up.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it was because he is kind of fed-up with lynnie, but all together, the smile he gave us was so SHUAI!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;lynnie and i kept laughing, and as she said in her blog, i went hyper, yes.&lt;br /&gt;becuase he is so shuai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, samuel(esther's brother), esther and liren went home.&lt;br /&gt;so nicky, lynnie and me, beanie, went to the parade square, and played the "act crazy game".&lt;br /&gt;invented by nicky.&lt;br /&gt;i have a video of it. :D&lt;br /&gt;actually, i wanted nicky to dance, but he said once bitten twice shine, cos we showed everyone his debut dance video.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;i am going to post it up here soon, i hope, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall end the super long post here, with a:&lt;br /&gt;"I LOVE J***!"&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, hope you have a nice, eh, EOY period ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE, JEAN :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-1273779964375697658?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/1273779964375697658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=1273779964375697658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/1273779964375697658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/1273779964375697658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/09/fun-day-d.html' title='the fun day :D'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-4530005665390220041</id><published>2007-09-16T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T04:03:31.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANNA I WANNA!</title><content type='html'>i want the &lt;b&gt;BoysLikeGirls&lt;/b&gt; album!&lt;br /&gt;they are so cool, o.O&lt;br /&gt;i also wanna Kelly Vlarkson's &lt;b&gt;My December&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;and i heard that Jay's new album is going to come out within this two months!&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the history test last friday.&lt;br /&gt;it will be a sure-fail.&lt;br /&gt;the cher didn't teach anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;amazed that she could be a TEACHER.&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i heard there won't be a sequel to Hana-kimi.&lt;br /&gt;SO SAD!&lt;br /&gt;they shouldn't have announced it, if they are not going to film it!&lt;br /&gt;sad case.&lt;br /&gt;the ending is so what lah.&lt;br /&gt;just leave it hanging there.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-4530005665390220041?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/4530005665390220041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=4530005665390220041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/4530005665390220041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/4530005665390220041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-wanna-i-wanna.html' title='I WANNA I WANNA!'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-1164037711674996303</id><published>2007-09-02T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T22:19:44.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>harry potter houses quiz.</title><content type='html'>This quiz is taken on Casmine's blog. getting bored, so i did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRYFFINDOR:&lt;br /&gt;You've never done drugs. [x]&lt;br /&gt;You like a lot of people. [x]&lt;br /&gt;You get along with everyone. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;You love FOOTBALL [ ]&lt;br /&gt;You love baseball. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;You're into writing and art [x]&lt;br /&gt;Favorite music genre is rock. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;You believe in "innocent untilproven guilty" theory. [x]&lt;br /&gt;One of your favorite colors is red or gold. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;Good grades at school. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;One of the worst things you can do is lie. [x]&lt;br /&gt;You plan on going to college. [x]&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUFFLEPUFF:&lt;br /&gt;You're content with mostly everything in your life right now. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;You laugh a lot. [x]&lt;br /&gt;You like to follow trends. [x]&lt;br /&gt;Politics suck. [x]&lt;br /&gt;You love to swim [ ]&lt;br /&gt;Water polo is awesome. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;Pink is one of your favoritecolor. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;Black is morbid &amp; depressing. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson is talented as amusical artist. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;You're an optimist. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;You're very emotional. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;You believe in going steady at a young age. [x]&lt;br /&gt;You haven't made fun of anyone this month. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;Loyalty is the most important thing in a relationship. [x]&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAVENCLAW:&lt;br /&gt;You've been depressed to a certain extent. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;You love to read. [x]&lt;br /&gt;You appreciate theater &amp;amp; arts.[ ]&lt;br /&gt;Sports suck. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;Indie is one of your favorite genre of music. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;Every once in a while you have little anger outbursts . [x]&lt;br /&gt;Lying is sometimes okay. [x]&lt;br /&gt;Blue is one of your favorite colors. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge is the key to power [ ]&lt;br /&gt;Sarcasm is the best kind of humor [x]&lt;br /&gt;People should know what they're talking about before they talk. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLYTHERIN:&lt;br /&gt;There's at least one person youhate. [x]&lt;br /&gt;Basketball is a good sport. [x]&lt;br /&gt;AFL Football is amazing. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;Black is a cool color. [x]&lt;br /&gt;You've lied about something serious. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;You're a very deep person. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;You have considered suicide. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;You are not very loyal. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;You like heavy metal. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;They make school seem more important than it is. [x]&lt;br /&gt;You're scared to grow up. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;Anger is one of your primaryfeelings. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;You have trust issues. [ ]&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, i am a gryffindor!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-1164037711674996303?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/1164037711674996303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=1164037711674996303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/1164037711674996303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/1164037711674996303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/09/harry-potter-houses-quiz.html' title='harry potter houses quiz.'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-6856856614775376566</id><published>2007-08-31T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T21:42:58.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dead silence.</title><content type='html'>yesterday, after school, zanelle, shermin, arleen, valerie and i, together with shermin's cousin, matthew went to watch Dead Silence in AMK hub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zanelle and arleen wanted to go back to arleen's house to put their books there and wait for valerie, so the three of us went to AMK hub first.&lt;br /&gt;matthew met his cousin at the entrance, so shermin and i went to find out the timing first, we decided that we were going to catch the 2.40 pm one.&lt;br /&gt;then, sherm and i went to have our lunch at McDonalds, because we were famished. we sat beside a seriously weird auntie, who kept staring at us, and drank like three cups of water and a cup of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, we met zanelle, arleen and valerie at the ticketing counter, and we hurriedly bought tickets for six at the counter.&lt;br /&gt;we walked around after that, and went into the hall, where the theatres were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valerie had this plan that shermin, arleen, she and me are going to take the four seats at the corner, then zanelle and matthew have to sit at another row, together.&lt;br /&gt;did i mention that matthew has a crush on zanelle?&lt;br /&gt;i guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we ran to theatre four, which was like, waayyy at the end, and zanelle was shouting at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, matthew sat with shermin, and i sat with zanelle at the corner.&lt;br /&gt;then the movie started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dead silence is very very very freaky.&lt;br /&gt;the scenes of the dead people are so damned gruesome, cos it showed them with no tongues, and blood on their faces.&lt;br /&gt;but i think the plot is great.&lt;br /&gt;it's about this guy, who recieves a doll and later, his wife was found dead-without a tongue.&lt;br /&gt;i can be bothered to explain more.&lt;br /&gt;go check Yahoo! or watch the movie yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, shermin claimed that she was covering her eyes from the part when the guy recieved the doll, and matthew kept laughing throughout the whole movie.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; matthew gave zanelle his jacket halfway through the movie!&lt;br /&gt;aww..&lt;br /&gt;it's like so darned mushy, cos they were texting each other, and matthew was like "do you want my jacket?"&lt;br /&gt;but before zanelle could reply, matthew passed the jacket arllen, then to valerie, then to me, then finally, zanelle.&lt;br /&gt;so sweet right? lawl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-6856856614775376566?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/6856856614775376566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=6856856614775376566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/6856856614775376566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/6856856614775376566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/08/dead-silence.html' title='dead silence.'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-509748017614755420</id><published>2007-08-30T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T04:54:06.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DARNED WATER BABIES!</title><content type='html'>yes, i know they are cute and adorable and everything, but nicky, lynette and i were so darned stupid.&lt;br /&gt;we took four packets of water babies, and we divided them into three, and took a portion each.&lt;br /&gt;then just now, which was less than two hours after my last post, the water babies had like, MULITPLIED or GROWN RAPIDLY or something, and i had to transfer nicky's and mine to another large container.&lt;br /&gt;Shite.&lt;br /&gt;i imagine lynette's babies, now full to the top of her bottle, and she has to transfer them to another, five containers?&lt;br /&gt;cos she had more than nicky and me.&lt;br /&gt;shucks.&lt;br /&gt;i am in trouble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-509748017614755420?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/509748017614755420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=509748017614755420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/509748017614755420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/509748017614755420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/08/darned-water-babies.html' title='DARNED WATER BABIES!'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-3968313695787542916</id><published>2007-08-30T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T04:42:03.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>apple pies , french fries , and random reports .</title><content type='html'>today, after school, lynette, nicky and i went to hougang mall.&lt;br /&gt;we went there to buy water babies and have our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;we were crazy about water babies as this morning, yonghan was like, being Santa, and giving her babies to some of us.&lt;br /&gt;i had a blue one and three pink one, and i named the blue one ____ Junior.&lt;br /&gt;and during the whole time after recess, i am like, "Where is my ____?" (cos vicki and mine water babies are place together)&lt;br /&gt;i reckon i am going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so back to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we took the 147 bus, and we found two medical reports containing x-rays(we didn't see &lt;i&gt;see&lt;/i&gt; we just glanced at the contents).&lt;br /&gt;and we took then down to Hougnag Mall with us.&lt;br /&gt;we bought the water babies, and at McDonalds, there was this little boy with his mum, and they were watching us putting the water babies in our bottles.&lt;br /&gt;and we gave the boy some!&lt;br /&gt;lynette exclaimed : We did quite a number of good things today!&lt;br /&gt;nicky and i was like, "Really?"&lt;br /&gt;she nodded, and then she held up the medical reports.&lt;br /&gt;"we are going to the Police Centre to return these."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we did.&lt;br /&gt;we took 72 back to the police post, and when we were walking there, i was like, "OMG! My first time in a police centre!"&lt;br /&gt;lynette excliamed me too, but nicky said he went in there before.&lt;br /&gt;we were like staring at him.&lt;br /&gt;"but i didn't do anything wrong! i forgot what i was there for," he explained.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we just sat around in the police post, and i daresay, the police post's quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;later the policeman asked us to give him our ez-link cards, and he took Nicky's.&lt;br /&gt;and he said we could go home, after he returned Nicky's card!&lt;br /&gt;it was only a short process.&lt;br /&gt;phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i brought nicky's water babies, which are in a McDonald's cup(mine! cos it's my coke).&lt;br /&gt;i am going to take the cup to school tomorrow, looking totally weird.&lt;br /&gt;lawl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-3968313695787542916?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/3968313695787542916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=3968313695787542916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/3968313695787542916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/3968313695787542916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/08/apple-pies-french-fries-and-random.html' title='apple pies , french fries , and random reports .'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-2766839995419417384</id><published>2007-08-27T02:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T02:29:43.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the concert,</title><content type='html'>i went to a concert with Vicki, Nicky and some other choir people yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;it was our instructor, Mr Yeong's choir's concert.&lt;br /&gt;he's in the Victoria Chorale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i met up with Vicki and Nicky at AMK hub first.&lt;br /&gt;Nicky arrived later, when we were at Fish &amp; Co.&lt;br /&gt;the fish and chips was great, but the serving was quite large, and nicky ate the rest of our dinner!&lt;br /&gt;he always do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, we took the train to the esplande, and then we sat in one of the theatres.&lt;br /&gt;nicky was sitting in front of vicki and me.&lt;br /&gt;and there was this senior, Teng Yong(spelling?), telling us about ____.&lt;br /&gt;TY said ____ is a bastard!&lt;br /&gt;WAH!&lt;br /&gt;how can that be?&lt;br /&gt;i didn't believe larh, but vicki and nicky kept laughing at my ill-fate.&lt;br /&gt;i must find out.&lt;br /&gt;rah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the interval, vicki and i, and two other seniors, cheryl and casmin, were gossiping about another pair of seniors, V and R.&lt;br /&gt;they were like, flirting during the concert.&lt;br /&gt;all those hand, leg and foot movements were spotted by us luh!&lt;br /&gt;we told nicky and TY, which were sitting beside them.&lt;br /&gt;the bunch of us kept laughing, and later, somebody calle dout "SILENCE!"&lt;br /&gt;yikes.&lt;br /&gt;it was Samuel.&lt;br /&gt;ooppies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the concert, we were all darned tired, and nicky, instead of taking the train to Hougang, took it to Sengkang!&lt;br /&gt;he claimed that Sengkang has three buses and Hougang has only one he could take home.&lt;br /&gt;it's not like that bus is not ever going to come right...&lt;br /&gt;weirdo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-2766839995419417384?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/2766839995419417384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=2766839995419417384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/2766839995419417384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/2766839995419417384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/08/concert.html' title='the concert,'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-2215383758052227483</id><published>2007-08-19T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T01:46:24.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another friggin quiz!</title><content type='html'>another one, ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ten favourites;&lt;br /&gt;favourite colors: black, orange, silver.&lt;br /&gt;favourite food: junk food.&lt;br /&gt;favourite song: loads!&lt;br /&gt;favourite singer: Jay Chou, Avril Lavigne, Fahrenheit, Boys Like Girls.&lt;br /&gt;favourite movie: The Secret.&lt;br /&gt;favourite hobby: obsessing over ____.&lt;br /&gt;favourite sport: basketball, badminton, netball.&lt;br /&gt;favourite season: autumn.&lt;br /&gt;favourite day of the week: Fridays. No school the next day!&lt;br /&gt;favourite icecream flavour: cookies and cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine currents;&lt;br /&gt;current mood: Angelic.&lt;br /&gt;current clothes: Fila tee and demin shorts.&lt;br /&gt;current book: Picture Perfect-Jodi Picoult.&lt;br /&gt;current soft toy: TIGGER!&lt;br /&gt;current desktop: The Secret.&lt;br /&gt;current toenail colour: Topcoat.&lt;br /&gt;current time: 4:36 pm&lt;br /&gt;current annoyance: the occasional headache.&lt;br /&gt;current thoughts: finishing this quiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight firsts;&lt;br /&gt;first best friend: Shaian(:&lt;br /&gt;first crush: Confidental&lt;br /&gt;first movie: I do I do&lt;br /&gt;first piercing: last year.&lt;br /&gt;first pet: the fishy.&lt;br /&gt;first lie: Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;first music: eh, i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;first car: three years old. it was a red sports car. only it was 15 cm long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven lasts;&lt;br /&gt;cigarette: I don't smoke(:&lt;br /&gt;drink: Green Tea.&lt;br /&gt;car ride: From Mall to Home.&lt;br /&gt;crush: ____. but i think i am more obsessed with him.&lt;br /&gt;movie seen: The Secret.&lt;br /&gt;song heard: Everything Back but You- Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;CD played: Jay Chou's November's Chopin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six have you evers;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever date one of your bestfriends: not really.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever broken the laws: .. Pirated CDs.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever been arrested: I only bent the rules.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever been skinny dipped: Never.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever been on tv: Yep, that time when the crew came to film about our school(:&lt;br /&gt;have you ever kiss someone you don't know: Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five things you are wearing;&lt;br /&gt;1.] Shirt.&lt;br /&gt;2.] Shorts.&lt;br /&gt;3.] Specs.&lt;br /&gt;4.] Earrings.&lt;br /&gt;5.] Hairband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four things you have done today;&lt;br /&gt;1.] Played computer games.&lt;br /&gt;2.] Eat!&lt;br /&gt;3.] Converse with Zanelle on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;4.] Done this quest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you can hear right now;&lt;br /&gt;1.] The TV.&lt;br /&gt;2.] Typing of the keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;3.] Cars moving around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things you can't live without;&lt;br /&gt;1.] ____.&lt;br /&gt;2.] &lt;em&gt;Everything&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things you do when you are bored:&lt;br /&gt;- SMS lynette.&lt;br /&gt;- Watch TV.&lt;br /&gt;- Play the computer.&lt;br /&gt;- Read a random book.&lt;br /&gt;- Listen to music&lt;br /&gt;- SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, for the five people you tag:&lt;br /&gt;1.] Zanelle xD&lt;br /&gt;2.] Lynette&lt;br /&gt;3.] Nicholas&lt;br /&gt;4.] Shermin&lt;br /&gt;5.] Shaian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-2215383758052227483?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/2215383758052227483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=2215383758052227483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/2215383758052227483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/2215383758052227483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/08/another-friggin-quiz.html' title='another friggin quiz!'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-7952783945417192695</id><published>2007-08-18T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T21:20:38.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>beanie's bored.</title><content type='html'>i am just feeling bored, so i went to look at my old blog's posts, and feel like doing this quiz all over again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 20 people and answer the questions below.&lt;br /&gt;After which, tag10 ppl to do this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;1) Vicki&lt;br /&gt;2) Zanelle&lt;br /&gt;3) Lynette&lt;br /&gt;4) Yonghan&lt;br /&gt;5) Esther&lt;br /&gt;6) Nicholas&lt;br /&gt;7) Chelly&lt;br /&gt;8) Clement&lt;br /&gt;9) JOEL!&lt;br /&gt;10) Larry&lt;br /&gt;11) Shermin&lt;br /&gt;12) Daren&lt;br /&gt;13) Shaian&lt;br /&gt;14) Sher Hui&lt;br /&gt;15) Jacqueline&lt;br /&gt;16) Rachel&lt;br /&gt;17) Hao Zhe&lt;br /&gt;18) Mingting&lt;br /&gt;19) Gwen&lt;br /&gt;20) Leslie&lt;br /&gt;1.h0w did y0u meet n0.14? [Sher Hui] erm, we were just friends this year, she is a register in front of me, so i always talk to her, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;2.what w0uld y0u d0 if y0u had never met n0.1? [Vicki] then i will be a sad case, right.&lt;br /&gt;3.what w0uld y0u d0 if 20 and 9 dated y0u? [Leslie &amp; Joel] i will never date Leslie, cos he is Lynette's, whether he likes it or not. i will &lt;b&gt;DIE&lt;/b&gt; if Joel's dating me. i will be OMG-ing everywhere i go. i will die, and the reason is of &lt;u&gt;happiness&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4.w0uld 6 &amp; 17 make a q0od c0uple? [Nicholas &amp;amp; Hao Zhe] most likely. as far as i know, hao zhe has a crush on nicky, and they like to act gay. WELL...&lt;br /&gt;5.describe n0.3. [Lynette] she's best friend, a martian and a retard. she makes me angry sometimes. but she rocks!&lt;br /&gt;6.d0 y0u think n0.8 is attractiive? [Clement] HELLO?!&lt;br /&gt;7.tell me s0methinqq ab0ut n0.9. [Joel] you know it. he is totally AHHH! i am obsessed with him. o.O&lt;br /&gt;8.d0 y0u kn0w anythinqq ab0ut n0.12's family? [Daren] i believe he lives on Mars, and as far as my alien brain knows, he has a martian girlfriend. all right, just kidding!&lt;br /&gt;9.what is n0.10's fav0urite? [Larry] &lt;b&gt;BANANAS!&lt;/b&gt; you-hoo!&lt;br /&gt;10.what w0uld y0u d0 if 11 c0nfesses t0 y0u that he/she likes y0u? [Shermin] i will hug her, and tell her i love her too. but as you know, i am &lt;b&gt;obsessed&lt;/b&gt; with &lt;b&gt;someone else&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;11.what lanquaqe d0es 15 speaks? [Jacqueline] english and chinese. and a lil' bit of hokkien too. but it's not a language right?&lt;br /&gt;12.wh0 is 18 q0inq 0ut wif? [Mingting] i think she's available. i don't go up to seniors, and ask them : &lt;u&gt;ARE YOU TAKEN?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.what is y0ur relati0nship with n0.16 and h0w 0ld is he/she n0w? [Rachel] oh, she's my old friend(: , and she's as young as me.&lt;br /&gt;14.when was the last time u talked t0 13? [Shaian] i think it's ages ago!&lt;br /&gt;15 .wh0's 2's fav0urite sinqer? [Zanelle] she likes nice songs, not singers.&lt;br /&gt;16.Would you date number 4? [Yonghan] this question was at the previous quiz, and the person was also &lt;u&gt;yonghan&lt;/u&gt;! my answer is, she is already happily taken(:&lt;br /&gt;17.w0uld y0u date 14? [Sher Hui] &lt;b&gt; I AM ALREADY HAPPILY OBSESSED WITH ANOTHER PERSON!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.is 15 sinqle? [Jacqueline] yeah.&lt;br /&gt;19. what's 10's last name? [Larry] tricky one. let's see... i think it's monkey. full name: larry B.Y. monkey. he's our family's pet(:&lt;br /&gt;20.w0uld y0u ever c0nsider beinq in a relati0nship with 9? [Joel] &lt;b&gt;YES!&lt;/b&gt; yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!&lt;br /&gt;21.what sch0ol d0es 3 q0es t0? [Lynette] the Royal Alien School. duh, of course it's XINMIN!&lt;br /&gt;22.where d0es 4 lives? [Yonghan] Sengkang(:&lt;br /&gt;23.what's y0ur fav0urite thinq ab0ut n0.6? [Nicholas] he's very very humourous. so lucky he's my kor, yeah RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;24.what d0 y0u think 0f n0.13? [Shaian] she's a genius(:&lt;br /&gt;25.what d0 no.3 and no.20 have in c0mm0n? [Lynette &amp; Leslie] they are my parents? they are both sporty? they like each other?&lt;br /&gt;26.what special qualities d0es no.17 h0ld in y0ur life? [Hao Zhe] i have no idea, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People taqqed:&lt;br /&gt;1. Lynette&lt;br /&gt;2. Zanelle&lt;br /&gt;3. Nicholas&lt;br /&gt;4. Chelly&lt;br /&gt;5. Clement&lt;br /&gt;6. Shaian&lt;br /&gt;7. Rachel&lt;br /&gt;8. Haozhe&lt;br /&gt;9. Esther the Senior?&lt;br /&gt;10. Angie the Senior?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves, people. hope you enjoyed the quiz. and those i tagged to do, you better do it!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; please don't tag me again. however, if you want me to do the previous quiz again, i will be very glad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-7952783945417192695?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/7952783945417192695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=7952783945417192695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/7952783945417192695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/7952783945417192695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/08/beanies-bored.html' title='beanie&apos;s bored.'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-4034017029002528392</id><published>2007-08-18T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T04:50:16.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a quiz xD</title><content type='html'>1.(the person who tagged you is)- Caroline.&lt;br /&gt;2.(your relationship with him/her is)- Friends&lt;br /&gt;3.(5 impressions you have of him/her)- She sings in the choir, read books, is in the same class as me, has a blog, and is a fan of HP?&lt;br /&gt;4.(the most memorable thing he/she has done for you)- i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;5.(the most memorable words he/she has said to you)- Nothing, actually. The most memorable thing she has done is to screech in class, yeah. LOL, no offence.&lt;br /&gt;6.(if he/she becomes your lover, you will)- Make clear to her that I only like boys. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;7.(if he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be)- She wil never become my lover!&lt;br /&gt;8.(if he/she becomes your enemy, you will)- Apologise, try to make up.&lt;br /&gt;9.(if he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be)- how would i know?&lt;br /&gt;10.(the most desirable thing you want to do for him/her now is)- ask her to stop screeching. really. but, no offence.&lt;br /&gt;11.(your overall impression of him/her is)- She's quite nice(:&lt;br /&gt;12.(how you think people around you will feel about you)- I am very hyper. And i am totally obsessed with...... Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;13.(the characteristic you love about yourself is)-I am very very crazy and active. Oh, and I make you laugh too. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;14.(on the contrary, the characteristic you hate about yourself is) - I have a temper, and attitude problem. and sometimes, i am, weird.&lt;br /&gt;15.(the most ideal person you want to be is)- I would like to be myself, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;16.(for people that care and like you, say something to them)-I LOVE YOU! MUACKIES!&lt;br /&gt;17.(pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you)-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Lynette&lt;br /&gt;2) Zanelle&lt;br /&gt;3) Nicholas, aka DINO.&lt;br /&gt;4) Esther the Senior&lt;br /&gt;5) Cheryl the Senior&lt;br /&gt;6) Angie the Senior&lt;br /&gt;7) Yonghan&lt;br /&gt;8) Chelly&lt;br /&gt;9) Shaian&lt;br /&gt;10) Shermin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(who is no.6 having relationship with?)- she is single, yeah :D&lt;br /&gt;(Is no.9 a male or female?)- Female, with a DUH!&lt;br /&gt;(If no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?)- Together? I don't know. But they know each other. Maybe they will love each other to bits, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;(What is no.2 studying about?)-Everything. Like me.&lt;br /&gt;(When was the last time you had a chat with no.3?)- Yesterday. I said: "Bye, Sexy Gay." Really.&lt;br /&gt;(What kind of music band does no.8 like?)- Fahrenheit, if i am not wrong...&lt;br /&gt;(Does no.1 has any siblings?)- older sister (Chelsea), younger sister (Germaine), and youngest sister(Joanne).&lt;br /&gt;(Will you woo no.3?)- Maybe, if it he is not that gay. No offence! (But i am already obsessed with somebody else, o.O)&lt;br /&gt;(How about no.7?)- She is taken! Sad case.&lt;br /&gt;(Is no.4 single?)-Err.... i think so..&lt;br /&gt;(What's the surname of no.5?)- To be honest, I am no idea!&lt;br /&gt;(What's the name of no.10?)- Shermin.&lt;br /&gt;(What's the hobby of no.4?)- Erm, i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;(Do no.5 and 9 get along well?)- They don't know each other.&lt;br /&gt;(Where is no.2 studying at?)- Xinmin Secondary, class 103 of year 2007.&lt;br /&gt;(Say something casual about no.1)- 'Long live the Queen!"&lt;br /&gt;(Have you try developing feelings for no.8?)- errr....what?&lt;br /&gt;(Where does no.9 live?)- Sengkang.&lt;br /&gt;(What color does no.4 like?)- Don't know...&lt;br /&gt;(Are no.5 and 1 best friends?)-No... Friends maybe.&lt;br /&gt;(Does no.7 likes no.2?)- I think they get along OK.&lt;br /&gt;(How did you get to know no.2?)- In primary school,2006! We sat next to each other and I simply drove her crazy!&lt;br /&gt;(Does no.1 have any pets?)- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;(Is no.7 the sexiest person in the world?)- Sorry, but no. No offence, yonggie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-4034017029002528392?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/4034017029002528392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=4034017029002528392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/4034017029002528392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/4034017029002528392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/08/quiz-xd.html' title='a quiz xD'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-7252292516368611277</id><published>2007-08-15T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T06:08:00.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the sungei buloh trip.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;and ya, yesterday, the class went to some sort of field trip to sungei buloh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i loved the rides on the luxurious buses only. the time spent in sungei buloh was like boring, but not so when i spotted crocs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or at least, i think i did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the bus to sungei buloh, we were taking out our handphones and listening to music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lynette, vicki, nicky and i took the back row(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;leslie and larry were like sitting on the seats in front of the seats before us, so we were like teasing them, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were all freaked out my the location of sungei buloh, which is ulu, ulu, and ulu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yikes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we reached there, we ad to seperate into two different groups, and nicky just didn't want to come with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos he wanted to walk hand-in-hand with his beloved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tsk tsk tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was just seeing crabs and mudskippers and fishes the whole trail through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that, we proceeded to the theatrette to watch this video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and there was this monkey who posed in front of the camera, LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it showed his butt to us and like looked in the camera's direction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;effing funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;surprising, it looked like one of larry's family members. LOL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and when we sat down, vertically inclined #1 asked Lynette: Are you sure you can see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like, urgghh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lyn was so humilated, for being vertically challenged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never mind lyn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Martians are supposed to be weird and freaky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;during the bus ride back to school, the back row was like super hyper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vicki, nicky and i sang songs totally in tune-NOT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were like shouting and the whole song was eww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and after that nicky took an exclusive dance video!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was like so sexy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eh, like real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was simply GAY, in a word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he is weird, yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;plus, i am going to upload the video on youtube, afer i take it from lynette!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i am going to put it here, yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098909805532581410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RsL3c_SGjiI/AAAAAAAAAOE/wsfcC2RAxuU/s320/DSC00294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vicki working hard in class...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098909809827548722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RsL3dPSGjjI/AAAAAAAAAOM/FkSwYPVZXDo/s320/DSC00295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the class in the bus(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098909156992519634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RsL23PSGjdI/AAAAAAAAANc/PMAqeGkeGvU/s320/DSC00319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i had no idea what nicky's trying to take.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098909165582454242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RsL23vSGjeI/AAAAAAAAANk/es-vEl7ngbk/s320/DSC00320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ooh, i can see... MARS! lol, that's malaysia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098909165582454258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RsL23vSGjfI/AAAAAAAAANs/-dYV_lvhpww/s320/DSC00321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our group of the class(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098909169877421570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RsL23_SGjgI/AAAAAAAAAN0/QIN-mDXxFy8/s320/DSC00323.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;can you spot the mudskipper?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098907039573642626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RsL07_SGjYI/AAAAAAAAAM0/HXm12a943uQ/s320/DSC00325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;another one, kinda blur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098907043868609938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RsL08PSGjZI/AAAAAAAAAM8/h94cZlMWjhQ/s320/DSC00328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a monitor lizard...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098907043868609954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RsL08PSGjaI/AAAAAAAAANE/OgjB9iXKtCU/s320/DSC00329.JPG" border="0" /&gt; another one. it looks small, but actually, it is huge.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098907048163577266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RsL08fSGjbI/AAAAAAAAANM/rWO-jF8qamU/s320/DSC00330.JPG" border="0" /&gt; lynette and yonghan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098907052458544578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RsL08vSGjcI/AAAAAAAAANU/0Rr-BTCB0aU/s320/DSC00332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nicky acting like a total gay. yikes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-7252292516368611277?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/7252292516368611277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=7252292516368611277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/7252292516368611277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/7252292516368611277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/08/sungei-buloh-trip.html' title='the sungei buloh trip.'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RsL3c_SGjiI/AAAAAAAAAOE/wsfcC2RAxuU/s72-c/DSC00294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527937786080705606.post-8642775522738836756</id><published>2007-08-09T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T19:37:16.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz!</title><content type='html'>got this quiz from shaian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things in your wallet/purse: money, neos, cards.&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things you do when you're really stressed: music:D , blog, go hyper.&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 favorite fruits: apple, mango, grapes.&lt;br /&gt;Three names you go by: jean, beanie:D, beanns.&lt;br /&gt;Three things you are wearing right now: tee, skirt, earrings.&lt;br /&gt;Who is in the house with you? Sis.&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person to IM you? zanelle!&lt;br /&gt;Who are you thinking about right now? jay chou.&lt;br /&gt;Who did you last talk to on the phone? zanelle!&lt;br /&gt;Whose birthday is next? MINE!:D&lt;br /&gt;Who were you with last night? my harry potter book.&lt;br /&gt;Where is your phone? right beside me.&lt;br /&gt;Where do you sleep?on my bed-.-&lt;br /&gt;Where did you get the shirt you're wearing? Esprit :D&lt;br /&gt;Where is the last place you took a ride to? home&lt;br /&gt;What kind of cell phone do you have? Brick. i wanna slide one!&lt;br /&gt;What are you excited about? watching secret another time! lol.&lt;br /&gt;What is the closest item near you that is blue? this mat thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Whats your favorite shoe brand? anything as long as the design is nice(:&lt;br /&gt;What song do you currently hear? keep holding on by avril.&lt;br /&gt;When did you meet your best friend? erm. almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;When did you last go to the mall? yesterday, for dinner:D&lt;br /&gt;When did you last burn a candle? not something worth remembering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-8642775522738836756?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/8642775522738836756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=8642775522738836756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/8642775522738836756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/8642775522738836756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/08/quiz.html' title='quiz!'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-8338880770678357199</id><published>2007-08-08T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T05:53:18.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday singapore!</title><content type='html'>yayness!&lt;br /&gt;today is National Day Eve!&lt;br /&gt;we had celebrations in school(:&lt;br /&gt;we did the morning assembly first, then proceeded to the hall at about 9.15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the foreign guests put up performances too!&lt;br /&gt;everybody was like so high luh.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;we screamed and cheered and applaused.&lt;br /&gt;everybody sung the songs larh!&lt;br /&gt;yayness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then later, zanelle, rachel, shermin, me and tons of other people went back to nan chiau:D&lt;br /&gt;we waited very long for zanelle, so ahem, heh.&lt;br /&gt;we hanged around, and then we visited teachers.&lt;br /&gt;after that we went up to the gallery to watch the national day celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;zanelle and i watched a little bit and then we went out of the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said she wanted to meet yiren and wilson at the cc.&lt;br /&gt;then when we went out, we saw them.&lt;br /&gt;they were going over to play basketball.&lt;br /&gt;if zanelle brought her darned racquet, we could play badminton!&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;she wasted some more time by sitting down and watching them play basketball lah.&lt;br /&gt;and they also ignored us lorh.&lt;br /&gt;screw them.&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually we watching movie at Orchard, but then we watched the 4.30 show at plaza singapura.&lt;br /&gt;guess what we watched?&lt;br /&gt;SECRET!&lt;br /&gt;whoo-hoo!&lt;br /&gt;the show was very very nice.&lt;br /&gt;4.5 stars!&lt;br /&gt;and i like the songs they play on the piano.&lt;br /&gt;sudden urge to take up piano lessons, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and zanelle were like xiao, our fingers were moving in the air(faking playing the piano) when we went out of the theatre.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;in the train back home, i told her loads of funny things, and she kept laughing and loads of people looked at her.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, loads of people like to look at students in trains, as if we are up to no good.&lt;br /&gt;i think they recognise me because i am a renowned psychologist.&lt;br /&gt;ya, right, dude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-8338880770678357199?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/8338880770678357199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=8338880770678357199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/8338880770678357199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/8338880770678357199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/08/happ-birthday-singapore.html' title='happy birthday singapore!'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-6432492396509080261</id><published>2007-08-04T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T01:57:13.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>teehee.</title><content type='html'>yayness. i got 24/30 for the "How I Made a Difference" composition.&lt;br /&gt;i won Alienated!&lt;br /&gt;What a miracle!&lt;br /&gt;Hahas. Didn't expect to get 24. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had history test on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty easy, but i knew i had gotten a question wrong.&lt;br /&gt;the one about the 3'c's.&lt;br /&gt;3'C's = credibility, concussion and chey!&lt;br /&gt;no?&lt;br /&gt;ok sorry, they are credibility, consistency and something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going back to primary school with Zanniies and Shemmie on 8 August!&lt;br /&gt;yayness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-6432492396509080261?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/6432492396509080261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=6432492396509080261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/6432492396509080261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/6432492396509080261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/08/teehee.html' title='teehee.'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-3752466465310946094</id><published>2007-07-30T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T03:53:42.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>o.O</title><content type='html'>today we went for assembly in school.&lt;br /&gt;it's about this drama competion that the sec 2s are having for the EL festival.&lt;br /&gt;the finalists are 206, 205 and 201.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought 206's was pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;then when i saw 205's it was better.&lt;br /&gt;then we had 201's play which was like, so funny that i kept laughing and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then 205 got the champion title!&lt;br /&gt;i thought 201 should have gotten it.&lt;br /&gt;and that best actor award should have gone to Stuart, our choir senior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DISCLAIMER: the above is entirely of Jean's opinion. If you disagreed or are unhappy with it, well, too bad.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is this guy in 201, a SL, which is like so shuai lar.&lt;br /&gt;personally, i think he looks a bit like wuzun.&lt;br /&gt;i was like exclaiming in class that the guy was so shuai.&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, i didn't know his name.&lt;br /&gt;SHUAI!&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;br /&gt;i rarely exclaim like that, you know.&lt;br /&gt;so far, i exclaim because of wuzun and jay.&lt;br /&gt;so the guy is really really really shuai derh horh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-3752466465310946094?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/3752466465310946094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=3752466465310946094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/3752466465310946094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/3752466465310946094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/07/oo.html' title='o.O'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-4887882950099955528</id><published>2007-07-27T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T04:02:59.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quizzes!</title><content type='html'>guess i am gping crazy over these.&lt;br /&gt;but not going to post a lot today.&lt;br /&gt;kind of busy with homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Be In Atomic Kitten&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatgirlgroupshouldyoubeinquiz/atomic-kitten.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cute and stylish - you're the perfect little pop package.Oh, and you can sing too :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Girl Group Should You Be In?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Element Is Fire&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatelementisyourlovequiz/fire.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In love, you are a true listener and totally present.For you, love is all about feeling more alive than you've ever felt.&lt;br /&gt;You attract others with your joy and passion.Your flirting style is defined by your strong ability to communicate.&lt;br /&gt;Fun and play are the cornerstones of your love life.And while your flame may burn too brightly, it's part of your appeal.&lt;br /&gt;You connect best with: Wood&lt;br /&gt;Avoid: Water&lt;br /&gt;You and another Fire element: will likely burn out quickly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatelementisyourlovequiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Element Is Your Love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 64% Healthy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howhealthyisyourdietquiz/healthy-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your diet is quite healthy, but you don't too crazy with what you eat.You know how to eat what's good for you, but you're also careful not to deprive yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howhealthyisyourdietquiz/"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Healthy Is Your Diet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Scent is Key Lime&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourgirlsmellquiz/key-lime.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sassy, real, and totally smoothYou're a total flirt who's always ready for a challenge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourgirlsmellquiz/"&gt;What's Your Girl Smell?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Type: ENTJ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourdatingtypequiz/love.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Executive&lt;br /&gt;In love, you seek relationships that you can grow and learn from.For you, sex should always be exciting and experimental.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, you are bright, energetic, and helpful.However, you tend to be challenging and confrontational.&lt;br /&gt;Best matches: INTP and ISTP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourdatingtypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Love Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are 80% Virgo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howvirgoareyouquiz/virgo.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howvirgoareyouquiz/"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Virgo Are You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Hot Fudge Sundae&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofsundaeareyouquiz/sundae-1.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Classic, simple, and divine.Why mess with perfection?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofsundaeareyouquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of Sundae Are You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Virgo - Your Love Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourloveprofilequiz/virgo-love.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your positive traits:&lt;br /&gt;You're incredibly thoughtful and able to give your partner what they need most.You are totally logical. You can deal with problems without involving your emotions.A good work ethic. You'll do whatever it takes (within reason) to make your relationship work.&lt;br /&gt;Your negative traits:&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you are so focused on your goals that you let your relationships sufferYou tend to be a perfectionist - and expect perfection from your mate as wellYou are picky. So picky that you rather be single than with someone who has a few minor faults.&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal partner:&lt;br /&gt;Values success in life as much as you doFits a checklist of qualities you've been looking for since childhoodLike you, is more practical and realistic than romantic&lt;br /&gt;Your dating style:&lt;br /&gt;Active. You're a bit hyper, so you'd prefer a date that involved rollerblading in the park or hiking.&lt;br /&gt;Your seduction style:&lt;br /&gt;You may seem a bit shy, but once you open up to someone - you're totally uninhibitedYou like to set the scene first - candles, music, nice sheetsA bit obsessed with cleanliness, you may want to shower first with your love&lt;br /&gt;Tips for the future:&lt;br /&gt;Soften up a little. Vulnerability is sexy - and feels great over time.Lower your standards a little. Look past a messy desk or someone being five minutes late.Praise your partner more. You make expect them to be successful, but complements are still appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;Best color to attract mate: Navy blue&lt;br /&gt;Best day for a date: Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourloveprofilequiz/"&gt;What's Your Love Profile?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Good Friend Because You're Loyal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatmakesyouagoodfriendquiz/loyal.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stick with your friends no matter what, even if you feel like they're doing the wrong thing.&lt;br /&gt;You believe in letting people figure out their own path in life. It's not your place to interfere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And part of your loyalty means that you'll do a lot for your friends. You definitely go the extra mile.&lt;br /&gt;You'll even do great things for friends without them asking. After all, that's what friendship is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are truly a friend for life. And you have friends you've known since you were a kid.&lt;br /&gt;Your friends can count on you to do a favor, remember a birthday, or just be there to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends need you most when: They can't turn to anyone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really can't be friends with: Fickle people who change friends quickly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friendship quote: "Friendship doubles your joys, and divides your sorrows."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatmakesyouagoodfriendquiz/"&gt;What Makes You a Good Friend?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-4887882950099955528?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/4887882950099955528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=4887882950099955528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/4887882950099955528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/4887882950099955528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/07/quizzes.html' title='quizzes!'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-1076775582610112412</id><published>2007-07-22T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T02:56:07.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more quizzes!</title><content type='html'>took somemore quizzes! going crazy over blogthings.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Stress Level is: 46%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howstressedareyouquiz/stress-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are somewhat prone to stress, especially when life gets hard.When things are good, you resist stressing over little problems.But when things are difficult, you tend to freak out and find it hard to calm down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Stressed Are You?&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;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Mint Chocolate Chip Ice Cream Girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavoricecreamgirlareyouquiz/mint-chocolate-chip.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Creative. Expressive. Unique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Flavor Ice Cream Girl Are You?&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;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#f0fff0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 18 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f8fff8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/cake.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Age Do You Act?&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;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Wear Mauve Lip Gloss&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorlipglossshouldyouwearquiz/mauve.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Smart, polished, and pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Color Lip Gloss Should You Wear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Pretty Good Liar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouagoodliarquiz/liar-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your lies are somewhat believable, but sometimes you get caught.Work on keeping your body language and emotions calm. And you'll be a better liar in no time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouagoodliarquiz/"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You a Good Liar?&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;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#e6e6fa;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Celebrity Style Twin is Gwen Stefani&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2f2fb"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whosyourcelebritystylesisterquiz/gwen-stefani.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Trendsetting, unique, and stylish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whosyourcelebritystylesisterquiz/"&gt;Who's&lt;/a&gt; Your Celebrity Style Sister?&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;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Very Happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howhappyareyoureallyquiz/happy-1.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your life is totally together, and you enjoy every day.And you don't need a quiz to tell you that!You know how to find pleasure in the little things...And even when life isn't so great, you have a good sense of perspective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howhappyareyoureallyquiz"&gt;Happy Are You, Really?&lt;/a&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;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You've Got a Bit of a Crush&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyoucrushingonhimquiz/bit-of-crush.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Maybe your guy friend is a crush of convenience - easy enough to happenDid you just break up with someone? Or are you more lonely than usual?If no to both, then this small crush could be the real deal.Find out if he feels the same - because he just might!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoucrushingonhimquiz"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You Crushing on Him (And Don't Even Know It)?&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;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have Your Sarcastic Moments&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/sarcastic-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;While you're not sarcastic at all times, you definitely have a cynical edge.In your opinion, not all people are annoying. Some are dead!And although you do have your genuine moments, you can't help getting your zingers in.Some people might be a little hurt by your sarcasm, but it's more likely they think you're hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Sarcastic Are You?&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;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Lavender&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorpurpleareyouquiz/lavender.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are a sweet person with a very soft personality.People become easily entranced with you. They seem to glow around you.You have a quiet energy that can keep you active late into the night.Even if you aren't the life of the party, you definitely keep the party going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorpurpleareyouquiz"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Color Purple Are You?&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;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Learning Style: Curious and Brilliant&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoustudyquiz/intp.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are a very abstract learner. You can grasp even the most complex theories.&lt;br /&gt;You Should Study:&lt;br /&gt;Astronomy&lt;br /&gt;Biology&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;Computer Science&lt;br /&gt;Linguistics&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics&lt;br /&gt;Philosophy&lt;br /&gt;Physics&lt;br /&gt;Psychology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoustudyquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Should You Study?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSYCHOLOGY! like, WOW! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Tiramisu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdessertareyoumostlikequiz/tiramisu.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Light and lovely, you pack a punch.You never overwhelm... but you always leave a lasting impression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdessertareyoumostlikequiz"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Dessert Are You Most Like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Gemstone is Orange Saphire&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatgemstoneareyouquiz/orange-saphire.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courageous, optimistic, and successful.&lt;br /&gt;Your confidence helps you handle the ups and downs of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatgemstoneareyouquiz"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Gemstone Are You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Pumpkin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolororangeareyouquiz/pumpkin.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realistic and practical, you see the world for how it is.&lt;br /&gt;You know what it takes to succeed in life...&lt;br /&gt;And you're happy to help others reach their goals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolororangeareyouquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Color Orange Are You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-1076775582610112412?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/1076775582610112412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=1076775582610112412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/1076775582610112412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/1076775582610112412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/07/more-quizzes.html' title='more quizzes!'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-7636970273745901108</id><published>2007-07-22T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T01:46:24.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tsk.</title><content type='html'>this morning vicki sent me an SMS asking me if i wanted to go to AMk hub to buy lynette's b'day present, and then watch harry potter.&lt;br /&gt;i agreed lah, and then later she say she got art and history homework that she haven't completed.&lt;br /&gt;i knew she had some thing in her primary school yesterday, so she was like, busy, but she could do the history worksheets, right?&lt;br /&gt;you can complete them in like 15mins, cos i don't really understand what is it all about.&lt;br /&gt;before she told me that, i asked nicholas, and he's like no, but he asked if we could come to J8.&lt;br /&gt;ok, i asked vicki, she said no again.&lt;br /&gt;what about lynniie's b'day prezzie?&lt;br /&gt;and harry potter!&lt;br /&gt;never mind. it's a waste of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-7636970273745901108?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/7636970273745901108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>let the sky be your limits.</title><content type='html'>i got 21.5/30 for chemistry test.&lt;br /&gt;that's like, 71.6 over 100.&lt;br /&gt;i worked very hard, you know. and i am not exactly pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people, as Mr. Chew says, has high IQ.&lt;br /&gt;all they need to do is to play in class, and then ask the teacher everything just before the test.&lt;br /&gt;and they can get high marks!&lt;br /&gt;like, crap lah.&lt;br /&gt;i work so hard and got these marks, and they can just get A1.&lt;br /&gt;blame my IQ then.&lt;br /&gt;then again, my IQ is not average.&lt;br /&gt;my IQ is 138, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess my have to push myself harder, and try not to fall off the cliff.&lt;br /&gt;and of course, let the sky be my limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RqGIu_SGjWI/AAAAAAAAAMk/fEE_p6ewiAA/s1600-h/DSC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img 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((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RqGIu_SGjWI/AAAAAAAAAMk/fEE_p6ewiAA/s72-c/DSC00001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527937786080705606.post-4507298219092616851</id><published>2007-07-17T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T02:28:50.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ohhhhh mcflurry.</title><content type='html'>the mcflurry i bought today for lunch is awesoome.&lt;br /&gt;not like i have never tried it before, but, sometimes, somethings just taste exceptionally well.&lt;br /&gt;mm yumm.&lt;br /&gt;when i bought mcflurry together with Esther, Lynette and Nicholas at mcdonalds, we caught yonghan and someone else red handed!&lt;br /&gt;uh-oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am gonna pass chemistry!&lt;br /&gt;after the  third worksheet, i simply understood a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;beanie's a genius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; grats to shawn and huixian for being in the Top 10 at Campus Superstar!&lt;br /&gt;shawn, rock on man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-4507298219092616851?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/4507298219092616851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=4507298219092616851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class wanted to have the test only on friday.&lt;br /&gt;but there is this guy, Daren, who wantedthe test like, right NOW.&lt;br /&gt;stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when ms lim finally agreed to postpone the test the 38 pupils cheered! like, wow!&lt;br /&gt;then Daren cried. no, i should say fake crying. he was just covering his eyes and acting, saying a dozen excuses.&lt;br /&gt;stupid.&lt;br /&gt;on thursday there is chem test, so i wanted to postponed the test, then i can like, pass my chem test, then take the lit test on friday.&lt;br /&gt;Daren said that we already knew that the test was today, so we should have prepared, ya whaever crap.&lt;br /&gt;if you, Daren, have studied, you should be able to take the test anytime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told this to Vicki and Nicholas(aka DINO) later at recess.&lt;br /&gt;(Yonghan and Lynette were running a marathon.)&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas told us that Daren wanted the test asap, so that he could play maple?!&lt;br /&gt;if his parents knew that the test was postponed, they would want him to study more, then he couldn't play maple.&lt;br /&gt;like, you cry just because you couldn't play maple?&lt;br /&gt;s*** lah, maple is like so OUT lerh.&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-5541884597128339686?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/5541884597128339686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=5541884597128339686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/5541884597128339686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/5541884597128339686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/07/like-whatever.html' title='like, whatever.'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-5858480577701108680</id><published>2007-07-15T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T02:54:14.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quizzes(x</title><content type='html'>took some quizzes on blogthings.com.&lt;br /&gt;here are the results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="250" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Reputation Is: Sweet Girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/doyouhaveabadgirlreputationquiz/sweet-girl.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;While you're well known, there's nothing to worry about.You're reputation is mostly good - as good as any rep can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouhaveabadgirlreputationquiz/"&gt;Do&lt;/a&gt; You Have A Bad Girl Reputation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="250" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 68% Perfectionist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouaperfectionistquiz/perfectionist-4.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are a true perfectionist. You are both demanding of yourself and others.While it's great to have goals and standards, they don't need to be sky high!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouaperfectionistquiz/"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You a Perfectionist?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i am a perfectionist(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="250" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Chocolate Chip Ice Cream&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavoricecreamareyouquiz/chocolate-chip.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are kind, popular, and generous.You tend to be successful at anything you try.A social butterfly, you are great at entertaining a crowd.&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with strawberry ice cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavoricecreamareyouquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Flavor Ice Cream Are You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="250" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#ade9ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Jean Means&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#d1f3ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J is for Juicy&lt;br /&gt;E is for Explosive&lt;br /&gt;A is for Astounding&lt;br /&gt;N is for Natural&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyournamemeanquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Does Your Name Mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am EXPLOSIVE! BOOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="250" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Own a Husky&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofdogshouldyouhavequiz/husky.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Athletic, free-spirited, and perfect for cuddling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofdogshouldyouhavequiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of Dog Should You Have?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="250" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#98FB98;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Japanese Food&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CAFBCA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindoffoodareyouquiz/japanese-food.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Strange yet delicious.Contrary to popular belief, you're not always eaten raw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindoffoodareyouquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of Food Are You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="250" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Cherry Kiss Lip Gloss&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavorlipglossareyouquiz/cherry-kiss.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're a total girly girl who's every guy is sweet on.You take pleasure in the simple things in life, from cute t-shirts to stuffed animals.&lt;br /&gt;Any guy needs to match your romantic idealism to win your heart, which is why few have.No wonder Cherry your signature flavor. It's delicious, sugary, and fun - like you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavorlipglossareyouquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Flavor Lip Gloss Are You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="250" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner Eye Color Is Blue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcoloreyedwomanareyoureallyquiz/blue-eyes.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You've got the personality of a blue eyed womenYou're intense and expressive - and always on the goYou've also got a sweet, playful side - which draws men in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcoloreyedwomanareyoureallyquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Color Eyed Woman Are You Really?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue looks freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="250" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Lemon Meringue Pie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofpieareyouquiz/lemon-meringue-pie.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're the perfect combo of sassy and sweetThose who like you have well refined tastes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofpieareyouquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of Pie Are You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-5858480577701108680?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/5858480577701108680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=5858480577701108680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/5858480577701108680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/5858480577701108680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/07/quizzesx.html' title='quizzes(x'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-2319975213999892809</id><published>2007-07-14T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T02:02:49.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my name's ammounia.</title><content type='html'>just came back after a break, cos my sister wanted to play games.&lt;br /&gt;i did my chem homework, a four-page worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;i think i now what is Mr Chew talking about, but i simply don't know HOW exactly to balance some of the equations.&lt;br /&gt;i knew how to balance most equations, but some i have completely no idea how to do it.&lt;br /&gt;HELP. the test's next thursday.&lt;br /&gt;does anybody know exactly how to do the worksheet and can understand everything?&lt;br /&gt;er. i guess there isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_CaCO3 + _HNO3 = _CaNO3 + _H2O + _CO2&lt;br /&gt;everything in my head at this moment is chemical formulas, equations and symbols.&lt;br /&gt;i am totally freaking out.&lt;br /&gt;once, i joked with Mr. Chew and Vicki that when the test day arrives, i will remember nothing except elements and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;so i guess my test paper will probably look like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="box" width="300px" height="200px" border="2px dashed black"  style="color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Ammounia&lt;br /&gt;Class: copper(II) sulphate&lt;br /&gt;Date: iron(VI) oxide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, DUH!&lt;br /&gt;of course it won't happen.&lt;br /&gt;but i will seriously seriously go seriously bonkers in this state.&lt;br /&gt;wait a minute.&lt;br /&gt;aren't i already bonkers?&lt;br /&gt;see, this thing is killing my brain cells gradually.&lt;br /&gt;finally, there won't be any cells, whether brain cells or bonkers cells, left.&lt;br /&gt;what a regret.&lt;br /&gt;beanie won't be beanie without bonkers cells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-2319975213999892809?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/2319975213999892809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=2319975213999892809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/2319975213999892809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/2319975213999892809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-names-ammounia.html' title='my name&apos;s ammounia.'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-1480610964183582242</id><published>2007-07-14T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T01:43:40.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>snip!</title><content type='html'>i got a haircut!&lt;br /&gt;it's not very short. it's long ebough for me to tie a ponytail.&lt;br /&gt;it's quite OK, according to me.&lt;br /&gt;still the same style, just shorter, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-1480610964183582242?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/1480610964183582242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=1480610964183582242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/1480610964183582242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/1480610964183582242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/07/snip.html' title='snip!'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-5513639825871336653</id><published>2007-07-12T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T03:39:27.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heyya!</title><content type='html'>getting better at chemistry now, although i &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; don't understand the formulae part.&lt;br /&gt;will try harder, and complete the worksheet Mr. Chew gave us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess why am i so happy?&lt;br /&gt;i found my pencil case!&lt;br /&gt;it turned out that Gwen kept it all along, in the music store. she sms-ed me, but to my old number.&lt;br /&gt;i worried so much for nothing!&lt;br /&gt;my life's not miserable anymore.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was walking home, i saw zanelle at the bus-stop.&lt;br /&gt;we exchanged hugs.&lt;br /&gt;i lurve her loads! she is the first one that i drove crazy.&lt;br /&gt;besties will always stay besties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out that i possesed these symptoms nowadays:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-when i walked home, i always turned back to check if he is behind me.&lt;br /&gt;-i want to plant a smile on his face.&lt;br /&gt;-i want him to plant a smile on my face. (he's a special guy.)&lt;br /&gt;-i want to talk to him more and more, to find out everything about the intriguing him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i crushing on him?&lt;br /&gt;i have gotten over my ex-crush since eight months ago, and my feelings became totally balanced.&lt;br /&gt;and i never had all these feelings before. not never, but hardly.&lt;br /&gt;the 'him', is a really really special guy.&lt;br /&gt;unlike my ex-crushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er.&lt;br /&gt;can't someone control me?&lt;br /&gt;i guess not.&lt;br /&gt;since i can't even control myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-5513639825871336653?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/5513639825871336653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=5513639825871336653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/5513639825871336653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/5513639825871336653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/07/heyya.html' title='heyya!'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-8939043154382645852</id><published>2007-07-09T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T03:14:03.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my miserable life.</title><content type='html'>now i am going to blog about my miserable life.&lt;br /&gt;i just kinda lost my pencil case on friday, after choir.&lt;br /&gt;my limited edition esprit pencil case, with a dozen pens, wuzun and star keychain.&lt;br /&gt;WAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a chem test coming up, and you to memorise, like, over a hundred formulas, elements and symbols.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;i get everything except the formulae part.&lt;br /&gt;i suck at chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;but i am going to work hard, ok?&lt;br /&gt;i hope i score well for next week's chem test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-8939043154382645852?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/8939043154382645852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=8939043154382645852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/8939043154382645852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/8939043154382645852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/07/now-i-am-going-to-blog-about-my.html' title='my miserable life.'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-4393787785111574137</id><published>2007-07-01T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T06:21:00.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the CHOIRcamp  xDD</title><content type='html'>just came back from choir camp.. it started on friday, after school.&lt;br /&gt;the camp's quite fun, so i am here to blog about it, heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the choir practice until 5.30, Ming Ting and Samuel announced our groups, and the dorms that we are going to sleep in.&lt;br /&gt;vicki didn't hear this part, as she went down to call her mother.&lt;br /&gt;i belong to the black group, together with Maureen(leader), Annette, Mao Zi ____ (everyone calls him Mao) and Abigail.&lt;br /&gt;we only have five members, and vicki's group only had four. there was a group who had eight members!&lt;br /&gt;our group called ourselves the Baluku(bump in the head). Cute and unique, right?&lt;br /&gt;later, when we got to know each other, i realised that Maureen was from Nan Chiau, but she's my senior:) such a coincidentence.&lt;br /&gt;i am not in the same dorm as vicki too... she's in dorm two while i'm in three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we headed to the canteen to have our dinner :D&lt;br /&gt;i think that's when i know how to play the Oom Chi Chi game.&lt;br /&gt;it's like totally cool! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was raining slightly afterwards, however, we still played water bombs!&lt;br /&gt;we had to guard our water bombs, while some other team members steal the others' groups water bombs.&lt;br /&gt;as we only had four members, we combined with vicki's group and hence, forming the blue-black(or cei) group.&lt;br /&gt;and the good thing was: we had two pails of water bombs!&lt;br /&gt;but one guy took one of our pails, half-filled, back to his base.&lt;br /&gt;bleahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we dried ourselves after the game and proceeded to the choir room to have movie marathon.&lt;br /&gt;the movies were Step Up and Pirates of the Carribean(the Dead Man's Chest).&lt;br /&gt;i watched the whole of Step Up and most parts of Pirates of the Carribean.&lt;br /&gt;at the quiet parts of the movie, you can actually hear someone snoring!&lt;br /&gt;we went to sleep at about 2am.&lt;br /&gt;vicki stayed in my dorm as there were lots of people in her dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;DAY 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i am not wrong, i woke up at about 7.45, same as Vicki.&lt;br /&gt;lots of people brushing their teeth in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went down for our morning exercise!&lt;br /&gt;keep fit!&lt;br /&gt;we wore slippers down, then Stuart said that we have to wear shoes.&lt;br /&gt;vicki and i rushed up again, when we found out that loads of people didn't wear shoes.&lt;br /&gt;we came down to the fitness corner.&lt;br /&gt;stuart INSISTED that we wore shoes.&lt;br /&gt;so we wen tup and saw Samuel, so we asked him.&lt;br /&gt;he say it's Ok if you can run in slippers.&lt;br /&gt;bahh, so we went down.&lt;br /&gt;we didn't even run.&lt;br /&gt;we just did some games and 50 buddha claps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, i am feeling hungry.&lt;br /&gt;we had bread+milo for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;not exactly my style, but it's camp...&lt;br /&gt;my style is HL chocolate LOW fat milk+a slice of sinful chocolate cake!&lt;br /&gt;my favourite breakfast(:&lt;br /&gt;we went to the staff room to get hot water.&lt;br /&gt;the milo's diluted, yucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had telematch!&lt;br /&gt;we have to do certain tasks and then procceed to anothe station.&lt;br /&gt;we played taboo, charades, to get the answers, ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that was the EWW-- treasure hunt..&lt;br /&gt;the black group's first task was to eat a whole piece of sugar doughnut+MAYO!&lt;br /&gt;like, eww?&lt;br /&gt;maureen used her mouth to take the doughut doown from the string.&lt;br /&gt;i had a bite of the doughnut.&lt;br /&gt;it was so darned disgusting, the mayo had a strong taste.&lt;br /&gt;maureen vomitted it out, like who would want to eat that muck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next disgusting stop is:&lt;br /&gt;you have to use your mouth to take out peanuts from a plate of flour.&lt;br /&gt;like, your hair has flour, your chin has flour, you eyebrows has flour, and you eat the flour.&lt;br /&gt;oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not the worst yet.&lt;br /&gt;this is the worst:&lt;br /&gt;you dip your whole head into a big &lt;s&gt;bowl&lt;/s&gt; basin of MILO and pick raisins with your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;you share the basin with your group members, even if they spit the milo out from the mouth.&lt;br /&gt;yuck yuck yuck.&lt;br /&gt;Mao spat water out from his nose.&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the team was like, OK, you pick up the rest of the rasins.&lt;br /&gt;oh that's too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had this thing when you try to solve a case. like a CID.&lt;br /&gt;the com. members had a case when XInyi was murdered and there were like, seven suspects(Gwen, Ming Ting, Samuel, Jun Heng, Marcus, Angeline, Royson)&lt;br /&gt;and they had weird and complicated relationships.&lt;br /&gt;i shall not explain, or go furthermore, lest you stop viewing my post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then bathed and changed into the attire that we were wearing for the Xinthesis concert.&lt;br /&gt;vicki and my hair dropped a lots, cos' when the milo and flour comes together, they hardened and became dough.&lt;br /&gt;arrgghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the concert was pretty great.&lt;br /&gt;nothing to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;it was, totally wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached the school, we forme dthe or cei group and did nightwalk.&lt;br /&gt;Mao was too much, he placed the chairs on other side, led us to it and just ran off laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Yvette and Maureen were very agitated, and we didn't want to play anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleahh.&lt;br /&gt;we still had candlelight soccer.&lt;br /&gt;nothing to say too.&lt;br /&gt;no fun.&lt;br /&gt;sleepy=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we slept at 4.25 am.&lt;br /&gt;actually we wanted to play the Oom Chi Chi game for the whole night night, but we were busted by Miss Quek.&lt;br /&gt;oopps.&lt;br /&gt;we then went to sleep lorh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vicki and i woke up at 7.30.&lt;br /&gt;surprise, surprise.&lt;br /&gt;nada people in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;whoo-oo.&lt;br /&gt;when we went back to the classroom, some senior told us that we were supposed to wake up at 8.30.&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;OH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 8.30, it's PT, then some darned boring games.&lt;br /&gt;then we had breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;ice peach tea/rose syrup with bee hoon!&lt;br /&gt;and we had a game.&lt;br /&gt;we could use all the points we accumulated to bid for items.&lt;br /&gt;anyway the points are of no use.&lt;br /&gt;Stuart's group bidded 300 points for cereal and milk!&lt;br /&gt;a group bidded 1500 points for a bottle of mineral water!&lt;br /&gt;or cei, not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's the end.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for checking back.&lt;br /&gt;take cares!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-4393787785111574137?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/4393787785111574137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=4393787785111574137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/4393787785111574137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/4393787785111574137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/07/choircamp-xdd.html' title='the CHOIRcamp  xDD'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-3014518965616240897</id><published>2007-06-14T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T01:14:37.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pieces of Me- Ashlee Simpson</title><content type='html'>On a Monday I am waiting&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, I am fading&lt;br /&gt;And by Wednesday I can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;Then the phone rings, I hear you&lt;br /&gt;And the darkness is a clear view&lt;br /&gt;Cause you’ve come to rescue me&lt;br /&gt;Fall, with you I fall so fast&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly catch my breath&lt;br /&gt;I hope it last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;It seems like I can finally&lt;br /&gt;Rest my head on something real&lt;br /&gt;I like the way that feels&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;It's as if you know me better&lt;br /&gt;Than I ever knew myself&lt;br /&gt;I love how you can tell&lt;br /&gt;All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me&lt;br /&gt;All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am moody and messy&lt;br /&gt;I get restless and it's senseless&lt;br /&gt;How you never seem to care&lt;br /&gt;When I'm angry you listen&lt;br /&gt;Make me happy it's your mission&lt;br /&gt;And you won't stop till I'm there&lt;br /&gt;Fall, sometimes I fall so fast&lt;br /&gt;When I hit that bottom crash&lt;br /&gt;You're all I have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;It seems like I can finally&lt;br /&gt;Rest my head on something real&lt;br /&gt;I like the way that feels&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;It's as if you know me better&lt;br /&gt;Than I ever knew myself&lt;br /&gt;I love how you can tell&lt;br /&gt;All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you know&lt;br /&gt;Everything I'm about to say&lt;br /&gt;Am I that obvious&lt;br /&gt;And if it's written on my face&lt;br /&gt;I hope it never goes away&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a Monday I am waiting&lt;br /&gt;And by Tuesday I am fading&lt;br /&gt;Into your arms&lt;br /&gt;So I can breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;It seems like I can finally&lt;br /&gt;Rest my head on something real&lt;br /&gt;I like the way that feels&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;It's as if you know me better&lt;br /&gt;Than I ever knew myself&lt;br /&gt;I love how you can tell&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;I love how you can tell&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;I love how you can tell&lt;br /&gt;All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me&lt;br /&gt;All the Pieces, pieces, pieces of me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-3014518965616240897?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/3014518965616240897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=3014518965616240897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/3014518965616240897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/3014518965616240897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/06/pieces-of-me-ashlee-simpson-on-monday-i.html' title='Pieces of Me- Ashlee Simpson'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-6300534042238995967</id><published>2007-06-08T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T21:34:25.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a day of pure FUN(:</title><content type='html'>on wednesday, yonghan, vikci and i had a blast at vivo city!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as yonghan had volleyball training, vicki and i had lunch at pizza hut, heartland mall.&lt;br /&gt;vicki, being EXTREMELY health-consicous, didn't want to eat at KFC.&lt;br /&gt;so we shared a personal pan pizza and one soup of the day.&lt;br /&gt;and do you know that one glass of pepsi costs $2?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEED A DIET? Hang out with VICKI!&lt;/b&gt;(advertisement)&lt;br /&gt;after the lunch, we went walking around.&lt;br /&gt;it's so damned boring! nothing to see, and nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;so we took the train to Vivo City, in fear that we would have no tickets for Men In White.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this totally sucks.&lt;br /&gt;we reached Golden Village at 2.15pm, to buy tickets for a 4.15pm movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND THEY WERE SOLD OUT!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have waited so long for this movie, ok?&lt;br /&gt;arrgghh.&lt;br /&gt;reluctantly, we bought tickets for Shrek 3.&lt;br /&gt;which yonghan had watched before.&lt;br /&gt;aw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, we hung out at Starbucks, also to wait for yonghan.&lt;br /&gt;darling vicki recomended Hot Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;it was.. (suspense music playing) $6.40!&lt;br /&gt;for just one cup!&lt;br /&gt;and furthermore, it tasted way to chocolate-y, until it was bitter.&lt;br /&gt;yeggh.&lt;br /&gt;yonghan then arrived at about 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;she helped to finish the hot chocolate, thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmkVneZmw1I/AAAAAAAAAMU/SmFG1z1W1C8/s1600-h/DSC00036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073610223129117522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmkVneZmw1I/AAAAAAAAAMU/SmFG1z1W1C8/s320/DSC00036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; $6.40, bitter hot chocolate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmkVnuZmw2I/AAAAAAAAAMc/44_3JAMsgOg/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073610227424084834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmkVnuZmw2I/AAAAAAAAAMc/44_3JAMsgOg/s320/DSC00037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the tickets to &lt;b&gt;Shrek 3.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;we then hanged around the shops, waiting for the movie to start.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;vicki and i shared popcorn and coke, while yonghan bought a jumbo hotdog and a coke.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;the movie was quite nice and funny, but i would have preferred Men In White.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;after that we went to the third level and played with the water, lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;actually, no one seems to get wet, until yonghan did, so vicki did a bit too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i only got my skirt wet. The tee was luckily, still dry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;we stayed there until 7, cos' I wanted to go home, and vicki needed to "report" to her Mum.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;yonghan and i stayed to eat mcdonald's in Hougang Mall. Yummy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;it was so fun, especially the playing with water part. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;somebody didn't come with us, so too bad, she missed it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;guess where she went? to make sushi for "something".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmkVUOZmwwI/AAAAAAAAALs/S0kwQHjHuMI/s1600-h/DSC00038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073609892416635650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmkVUOZmwwI/AAAAAAAAALs/S0kwQHjHuMI/s320/DSC00038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yonghan, busy typing on her mobile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmkVUeZmwxI/AAAAAAAAAL0/VO817A2Gz5I/s1600-h/DSC00039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073609896711602962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmkVUeZmwxI/AAAAAAAAAL0/VO817A2Gz5I/s320/DSC00039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vicki, busy with her mobile too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmkVUeZmwyI/AAAAAAAAAL8/T5qNrNMeqdE/s1600-h/DSC00048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073609896711602978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmkVUeZmwyI/AAAAAAAAAL8/T5qNrNMeqdE/s320/DSC00048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our footprints, me, vicki, yonghan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmkVUuZmwzI/AAAAAAAAAME/wTfoKzEASmc/s1600-h/DSC00050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073609901006570290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmkVUuZmwzI/AAAAAAAAAME/wTfoKzEASmc/s320/DSC00050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our handprints, vicki, me yonghan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmkVUuZmw0I/AAAAAAAAAMM/qQg9P5GRjlY/s1600-h/DSC00051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073609901006570306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmkVUuZmw0I/AAAAAAAAAMM/qQg9P5GRjlY/s320/DSC00051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wuzun, done by me. very difficult to draw with water, i found out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmkU_OZmwrI/AAAAAAAAALE/c8TFx2lM6io/s1600-h/DSC00067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073609531639382706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmkU_OZmwrI/AAAAAAAAALE/c8TFx2lM6io/s320/DSC00067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the view of sunset at vivo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmkU_OZmwsI/AAAAAAAAALM/8f9MlFa5KPc/s1600-h/DSC00069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073609531639382722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmkU_OZmwsI/AAAAAAAAALM/8f9MlFa5KPc/s320/DSC00069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yonghan and vicki drenched, and still playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmkU_eZmwtI/AAAAAAAAALU/KZlrmvMVo6A/s1600-h/DSC00071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073609535934350034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmkU_eZmwtI/AAAAAAAAALU/KZlrmvMVo6A/s320/DSC00071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yonghan and vicki playing choo-choo train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmkU_eZmwuI/AAAAAAAAALc/UR22tX50ZKU/s1600-h/DSC00072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073609535934350050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmkU_eZmwuI/AAAAAAAAALc/UR22tX50ZKU/s320/DSC00072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the footprints yonghan left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmkU_eZmwvI/AAAAAAAAALk/dAMUHTEvqdk/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073609535934350066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmkU_eZmwvI/AAAAAAAAALk/dAMUHTEvqdk/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the pree-tay star we made!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; i just wanna fade out of existence.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-6300534042238995967?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/6300534042238995967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=6300534042238995967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/6300534042238995967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/6300534042238995967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/06/on-wednesday-yonghan-vikci-and-i-had.html' title='a day of pure FUN(:'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmkVneZmw1I/AAAAAAAAAMU/SmFG1z1W1C8/s72-c/DSC00036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527937786080705606.post-824443342762710126</id><published>2007-06-05T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T21:34:43.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmTYv-ZmwlI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Q8wRusHiI78/s1600-h/xubin_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072417399041868370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmTYv-ZmwlI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Q8wRusHiI78/s320/xubin_03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmTYlOZmwkI/AAAAAAAAAKM/JunAsdqZA0U/s1600-h/xubin_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is so sad.&lt;br /&gt;xubin's out.&lt;br /&gt;WAH!&lt;br /&gt;i am going to vote for him in the revival round.&lt;br /&gt;you must vote too! :)&lt;br /&gt;will miss not seeing him in the Quarter-Finals..&lt;br /&gt;if you like Xubin, must vote if you want to see him on TV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday, yonghan, vicki and me went to Compass to do the icky chinese project.&lt;br /&gt;we interviewed people, and at first lots of people declined.&lt;br /&gt;after we filmed about 5 videos, yonghan had to go tuition.&lt;br /&gt;so, i went to vicki's house(:&lt;br /&gt;we watched the maid and I Not Stupid Too.&lt;br /&gt;The Maid's quite nice actually, not very horrific.&lt;br /&gt;it's the scary sound effects that makes it scary.&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-824443342762710126?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/824443342762710126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=824443342762710126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/824443342762710126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/824443342762710126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-is-so-sad.html' title='D:'/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RmTYv-ZmwlI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Q8wRusHiI78/s72-c/xubin_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527937786080705606.post-7946336014156071031</id><published>2007-05-31T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T20:06:15.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;finally &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; here to update my blog. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yesterday, yonghan, lynette and me went to, er, hang around! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we met at hougang point and loitered there for a very long time before we decided to go to Cineleisure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we walked very very slowly there. then, when we finally reached the Coca-Cola Hall, there were loads of people queueing up for tickets/food, so we were at the back of the line, looking at the screen which showed the screening times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2.35pm, Blades of Glory was filling fast. we hoped that it will still have seats for us, as the next screening time was at 4.30pm. but, before the queue even moved forward, the tickets were sold out. arggghh.&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;we went to take neos, and they were pretty cool. :D lynette covered yonghan's face at one of the neos, so when decorating it, yonghan painted that part black. lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the trio had lunch at burger king. the food was fine, but i still prefer mcdonalds.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we then took the train to plaza singapura. actually, we went to the building opposite Plaza Singapura first, and I have no idea what it's called. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yonghan took us to this shop called &lt;b&gt;Cool Zone&lt;/b&gt;. Which is, yeah, really cool! it sells all kinds of taiwanese and korean celebrity stuff, like keychains, photos, stickers,posters, books and even personalised mirrors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;some pictures we took:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/Rl-D4SnvWjI/AAAAAAAAAJc/hgB_Qq4gzhY/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070916708536900146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/Rl-D4SnvWjI/AAAAAAAAAJc/hgB_Qq4gzhY/s320/DSC00025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lynette, the retard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/Rl-D4SnvWkI/AAAAAAAAAJk/gmrfvYjj2I4/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070916708536900162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/Rl-D4SnvWkI/AAAAAAAAAJk/gmrfvYjj2I4/s320/DSC00026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;another shot of the royale retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/Rl-D4invWlI/AAAAAAAAAJs/jXlDkLCxeOU/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070916712831867474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/Rl-D4invWlI/AAAAAAAAAJs/jXlDkLCxeOU/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;lynette! taken by yonghan! good one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/Rl-D4invWmI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/jXq-wFiuxos/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070925431615478402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/Rl-L0CnvWoI/AAAAAAAAAKE/2wYWuwBedWs/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;spastic lynette. she ate that much food, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/Rl-DoCnvWdI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Zk30b047FrM/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070916429364025810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/Rl-DoCnvWdI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Zk30b047FrM/s320/DSC00023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wuzun! made by yonghan's unfinished packet of fries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/Rl-DoCnvWeI/AAAAAAAAAI0/z7NqxG77fZU/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070916429364025826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/Rl-DoCnvWeI/AAAAAAAAAI0/z7NqxG77fZU/s320/DSC00028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;another one, which i think is nicer. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/Rl-DoSnvWgI/AAAAAAAAAJE/wYVxNwudRuM/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070916433658993154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/Rl-DoSnvWgI/AAAAAAAAAJE/wYVxNwudRuM/s320/DSC00030.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the three of us in the train station...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070924864679795314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/Rl-LTCnvWnI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/KKdaYulW-9o/s320/DSC00029.JPG" border="0" /&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/Rl-DoinvWhI/AAAAAAAAAJM/m5l1L89yq-Q/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070916437953960466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/Rl-DoinvWhI/AAAAAAAAAJM/m5l1L89yq-Q/s320/DSC00031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jay Chou at Cool Zone!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-7946336014156071031?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/7946336014156071031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=7946336014156071031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/7946336014156071031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/7946336014156071031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/05/finally-finally-here-to-update-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/Rl-D4SnvWjI/AAAAAAAAAJc/hgB_Qq4gzhY/s72-c/DSC00025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527937786080705606.post-4184281837782477842</id><published>2007-05-03T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T23:57:38.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new addition to thefAMilY!&lt;br /&gt;that is.. darling&lt;b&gt;esther&lt;/b&gt;, our chinchilla!&lt;br /&gt;lols, actually she wanted to be a tree.&lt;br /&gt;hahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;thefAMilY&lt;/b&gt; list (oldest to youngest) :&lt;br /&gt;yehyehh- clement(:&lt;br /&gt;armarh-   lumyi/chelly(:&lt;br /&gt;marmiie- lynette(:&lt;br /&gt;boiiboii-   leslie(:&lt;br /&gt;jiiejiie-      jean/beanie&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;gerger-    yonghan/han-nie(:&lt;br /&gt;meimeii- vicki/wicked wicki(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;just in case you hadn't notice, we are looking for a papah! avialiable to everyone in 106(:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, no more chinese exams.&lt;br /&gt;today's the third and final day of chinese test misery.&lt;br /&gt;i am feeling neutral about chinese.&lt;br /&gt;vicki was worrying that she will li ti for compo.&lt;br /&gt;then she was there calculating her estimated chinese marks.&lt;br /&gt;you won't get, like, zero, nada for compo right?&lt;br /&gt;cheer up, wicked wicki. x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have geography and maths next monday.&lt;br /&gt;then yipeee.&lt;br /&gt;no more CTs!&lt;br /&gt;but i think we are switching geography for history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOOOOOOO!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want geography!&lt;br /&gt;mr wong rocks like... like... chocolate!(:&lt;br /&gt;he is sooo cool:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of choclates, we did muffins for home econs!&lt;br /&gt;MUFFINS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and i added hershey's cookies and cream to it.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;bet it will be delicious.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't ate them yet(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and by the way.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Wong returned us our geography test yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;and he said we have someone who got FULL marks in the whole level!&lt;br /&gt;and SHE's from 106!&lt;br /&gt;and SHE's from theCliQUE!&lt;br /&gt;not me, you idiot.&lt;br /&gt;it's YONGHAN!&lt;br /&gt;yayness, congrats.&lt;br /&gt;she nearly &lt;i&gt;nearly&lt;/i&gt; cried, you know.&lt;br /&gt;but then, it's not fair:(&lt;br /&gt;she did last minute preparations with theCliQUE before geography,&lt;br /&gt;and she got full marks!&lt;br /&gt;but i did quite good:)&lt;br /&gt;i got 26/30!&lt;br /&gt;teehee.&lt;br /&gt;geography rocks.&lt;br /&gt;lynette got 23,&lt;br /&gt;wicki got 21,&lt;br /&gt;esther got 22.&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-4184281837782477842?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/4184281837782477842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=4184281837782477842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/4184281837782477842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/4184281837782477842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-addition-to-thefamily-that-is.html' title=''/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-9189307289662733374</id><published>2007-04-30T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T02:45:10.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TSK&lt;br /&gt;gort higher chinese common test this wednesday, thursday and friday.&lt;br /&gt;then next week have geography and math CT.&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after all these, it's choir!(:&lt;br /&gt;yayness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am at zanelle's house lorh.&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do derh.&lt;br /&gt;no sound.&lt;br /&gt;RARR!&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch prince turn frog derh lorh!&lt;br /&gt;and she is watching it now, but then she is't watching my espisode.&lt;br /&gt;WTFWTFWTFWTFWTF!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-9189307289662733374?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/9189307289662733374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=9189307289662733374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/9189307289662733374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/9189307289662733374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/04/tsk-gort-higher-chinese-common-test.html' title=''/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-5605618321847949746</id><published>2007-04-28T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T00:11:25.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess what am i eating?&lt;br /&gt;lays! bbq flavoured!&lt;br /&gt;yummy(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;once, a sad girl looked up at the starry night sky, and a star asked her:&lt;br /&gt;"does it hurt a lot?"&lt;br /&gt;fighting back her tears, the girl said yes.&lt;br /&gt;"if it hurts so much, why don't you leave him?" the star inquired.&lt;br /&gt;the sad girl replied as a tear slid down her cheek:&lt;br /&gt;"Star, would you ever leave your sky?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-5605618321847949746?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/5605618321847949746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=5605618321847949746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/5605618321847949746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/5605618321847949746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/04/guess-what-am-i-eating-lays-bbq.html' title=''/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-4815451529301889170</id><published>2007-04-26T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T00:52:57.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so proud of this skin.&lt;br /&gt;cos' it's done by ME!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;took me about two days.&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't make the picture...&lt;br /&gt;when i have changed my skin, i think i will submit this to Blogskins.&lt;br /&gt;:DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-4815451529301889170?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/4815451529301889170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=4815451529301889170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/4815451529301889170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/4815451529301889170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-am-so-proud-of-this-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-3243215888098169956</id><published>2007-04-24T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T23:36:03.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>netball ends today):&lt;br /&gt;netball rocks my ankle socks! it's just so cool.&lt;br /&gt;and we are the first runner-up.&lt;br /&gt;champions are jacqueline's team.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, what matters most is to have fun, right?&lt;br /&gt;yayness:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the last two periods(science), there was a relief teacher so the CliQUE and soem boys formed a groupbehind and we played &lt;b&gt;TruthORDare&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;boys: weijian, lihao, gabriel, clement, leslie and larry.&lt;br /&gt;and they were absurd.&lt;br /&gt;when the liquid pen pointed to lynette, she chose dare.&lt;br /&gt;clement and larry bombarded her with these:&lt;br /&gt;"50 push-ups, 50 star-jumps!"-clement&lt;br /&gt;"no lynette, 5 push-ups and 5 star-jumps enough lerh."-CliQUE&lt;br /&gt;"5 push-ups very pian yi you, do the boys' one!"-larry&lt;br /&gt;"nonono, do diamond!"-larry&lt;br /&gt;"train chest muscles!"-clement&lt;br /&gt;"then your b***s get bigger..."-nicholas(softly.)&lt;br /&gt;BUT I HEARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;the boys were not sporting either.&lt;br /&gt;they kinda refused to do the SIMPLE dares assigned to them.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;but nicholas was OK.&lt;br /&gt;he immediately agreed to a path of... CATWALK!&lt;br /&gt;and he added:SEXY!&lt;br /&gt;he's like that.&lt;br /&gt;and we went up until the back door, and struck a pose,&lt;br /&gt;(which jacqueline and sherhui saw, and they broke into laughter)&lt;br /&gt;and then back again.&lt;br /&gt;the walking part was a little too extreme.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when it was larry's turn, we wanted him to do the catwalk.&lt;br /&gt;but clement, aka yeye(grandpa), blurted about taking off his pants.&lt;br /&gt;AND HE DID!&lt;br /&gt;ok, he has P.E. shorts underneath, but who will agree immediately to take off his pants?!&lt;br /&gt;larry would.&lt;br /&gt;eww.&lt;br /&gt;and clement even added that we(CliQUE) kan le hen shuang.&lt;br /&gt;hello?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-3243215888098169956?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/3243215888098169956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=3243215888098169956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/3243215888098169956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/3243215888098169956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/04/netball-ends-today-netball-rocks-my.html' title=''/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-1680554958557602737</id><published>2007-04-22T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T03:33:36.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cynthia Kadohata's &lt;b&gt;Kira-Kira&lt;/b&gt; was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;heartbreaking but touching.&lt;br /&gt;she is a great writer(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeurrgghhh.&lt;br /&gt;i am a bad painter.&lt;br /&gt;we have art for homework, and mine's horrible.&lt;br /&gt;yeeccchh.&lt;br /&gt;dunno what Mr. Ooi is going to say about that.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps... "eeccccccccchhhhhhh!"&lt;br /&gt;i hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is so damned freaking crrraaazzzyyy.&lt;br /&gt;the girl that was gotten rid of.&lt;br /&gt;but i shall not elaborate further, although it would have been quite a story to tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-1680554958557602737?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/1680554958557602737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=1680554958557602737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/1680554958557602737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/1680554958557602737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/04/cynthia-kadohatas-kira-kira-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-4821715170803165007</id><published>2007-04-20T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T01:57:26.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling so sleepy todayo.O&lt;br /&gt;that's so typical of me, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yesterday i went crazy during math remedial.&lt;br /&gt;i was there talking to myself...&lt;br /&gt;lynette and vicki kept laughing and laughing ABOUT me.&lt;br /&gt;hehes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on tuesday, we offically formed our &lt;b&gt;NEW&lt;/b&gt; clique.&lt;br /&gt;theCliQUE's members are: lynette, vicki, esther, weili, yonghan and me.&lt;br /&gt;maybe you will find someone missing.&lt;br /&gt;on that exact day we formed our clique, we also, eh, gotten rid of some one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she simply has no idea how annoying, irritating, sucking-up, vain, act cute, bitchy, FAKE is she.&lt;br /&gt;all those adjectives of people above, are some of the many types of people i hate.&lt;br /&gt;and she happens to be in these many catergories.&lt;br /&gt;vicki and i kind of discovered her "attacking" schemes.&lt;br /&gt;she will suck-up to you, act like she's your BFF, then when she regards you as useless, she will like, treat you bad and suck up to another clique member.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;she makes tracy a hundered times better, and now she is way bottom at my list and tracy's up.&lt;br /&gt;way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;re-read jacqueline wilson's &lt;b&gt;Midnight&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;cos' i kinda forgot what is it about. :/&lt;br /&gt;and it's soo nice.&lt;br /&gt;now halfway through &lt;b&gt;Clean Break&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math common test around this month.&lt;br /&gt;algebra's fun, but i am quite careless on it.&lt;br /&gt;geography on May, and after that our choir practices will be the same time slots as the seniors!&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to really get to know the seniors, because at the beginning of the year, they didn't introduce themselves(busy due to SYF) so we don't know them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of SYF, they got a gold!:D&lt;br /&gt;next time when i participate, we are going to get gold with honours.&lt;br /&gt;teehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-4821715170803165007?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/4821715170803165007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=4821715170803165007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/4821715170803165007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/4821715170803165007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/04/feeling-so-sleepy-todayo.html' title=''/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-2171163752933507714</id><published>2007-04-14T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T05:14:36.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>homecoming was great!&lt;br /&gt;i reached there at around 9.05 and helped with some of the signages.&lt;br /&gt;nicholas, larry and the 105 chairman, kai wei, whose stall was beside us, helped to hang our signs,but one was flying around and around.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although it was not our shift, yonghan, vicki and i helped with the mobile selling.&lt;br /&gt;at first there were quite a few people that were willing to buy, but then it got lesser and lesser...&lt;br /&gt;until larry and clement went.&lt;br /&gt;they were really good.&lt;br /&gt;all those people &lt;b&gt;had&lt;/b&gt; to buy from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halfway through our ice-cream melted!&lt;br /&gt;and we had to throw away some of it:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around two, vicki and i went around to eat, but then there was nothing really much, most of it was sold out.&lt;br /&gt;so we went back to the stall, and i asked lynette if she wanted to go to the Haunted House with me.&lt;br /&gt;and she agreed!&lt;br /&gt;man, that was the best thing i had heared from her.&lt;br /&gt;yonghan was afraid to go in.&lt;br /&gt;vicki just don't wanna go in.&lt;br /&gt;oh lynette, i love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the queue was l-o-n-g.&lt;br /&gt;we had to wait for almost 45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;lynette wanted some more people to come with us, so she went and brought leslie and shermin back.&lt;br /&gt;when it was about to be our turn, shermin and i teased lynette:&lt;br /&gt;"aiyah, lynette you walk in front with leslie(push), i go walk with shermin at the back larh."&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when we were inside, i think i was the one that was walking first and lynette was clinging onto my arm.&lt;br /&gt;then halfway, shermin walked in front, and i wasn't really feeling scared anymore so when someone tried to scare us, i will say hi or is it hot in that costume?&lt;br /&gt;when we went out, leslie was standing there!&lt;br /&gt;it turned out that he walked quickly and exited at one part of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we went back to our stall, and i told yonghan that we went into the haunted house with leslie, she was like i am so envious of all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, homecoming day was a blast!&lt;br /&gt;some pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RiDAuLQeTVI/AAAAAAAAAGk/CFXwhJQjmNo/s1600-h/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053250681438096722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RiDAuLQeTVI/AAAAAAAAAGk/CFXwhJQjmNo/s320/DSC00019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our signboard, drawn and dotted by me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RiDAubQeTWI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xQ-wtGQA3wc/s1600-h/DSC00020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053250685733064034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RiDAubQeTWI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xQ-wtGQA3wc/s320/DSC00020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;scorpion(yonghan), falcon(vicki), barracuda(lynette), jaguar(puaysan)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RiDAerQeTQI/AAAAAAAAAF8/D55UgmLPT2I/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053250415150124290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RiDAerQeTQI/AAAAAAAAAF8/D55UgmLPT2I/s320/DSC00021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lynette taking ice-cream for the customer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RiDAe7QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAGE/eOQkxtEcmIY/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053250419445091602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RiDAe7QeTRI/AAAAAAAAAGE/eOQkxtEcmIY/s320/DSC00022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;back to front: lynette, vicki and yonghan(holding the juice)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RiDAe7QeTSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/YXEzYCUgO3U/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053250419445091618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RiDAe7QeTSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/YXEzYCUgO3U/s320/DSC00023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;lyn's ultra cool hair! dyed blue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RiDAe7QeTTI/AAAAAAAAAGU/t_yf5KOUuNo/s1600-h/DSC00024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053250419445091634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RiDAe7QeTTI/AAAAAAAAAGU/t_yf5KOUuNo/s320/DSC00024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;another ultra cool hair shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RiDAfLQeTUI/AAAAAAAAAGc/g9ZNQ7JVlfQ/s1600-h/DSC00027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053250423740058946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RiDAfLQeTUI/AAAAAAAAAGc/g9ZNQ7JVlfQ/s320/DSC00027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my hair dyed red. i love it man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-2171163752933507714?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/2171163752933507714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=2171163752933507714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/2171163752933507714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/2171163752933507714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/04/homecoming-was-great-i-reached-there-at.html' title=''/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RiDAuLQeTVI/AAAAAAAAAGk/CFXwhJQjmNo/s72-c/DSC00019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527937786080705606.post-4462183101366534861</id><published>2007-04-13T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T03:15:09.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from decorating all the posters, banners etc.&lt;br /&gt;dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after home economics today, yufeng told me that &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; am the I&amp;E head.&lt;br /&gt;i was like, when?!&lt;br /&gt;it turned out that liren "resigned" and i am the new I&amp;amp;E head.&lt;br /&gt;why me?! why not anybody else?!&lt;br /&gt;so i have to report at 9 tomorrow, aka homecoming day.&lt;br /&gt;i am not pissed about the reporting time, i don't mind reporting earlier to help 106 with our stall.&lt;br /&gt;i am pissed about being the I&amp;E head.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we completed almost all the posters and banners, i felt so proud.&lt;br /&gt;all of them were so darned nice!&lt;br /&gt;thanks to those who helped out, lynette, vicki, yvette, esther, etc.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, only lynette, vicki, yvette and i were there to clean up.&lt;br /&gt;WOW, thanks a lot guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was still ok.&lt;br /&gt;when we ambled down to the quadrangle when the classes' booths are, we found out that some of our seniors had already put up their banners.&lt;br /&gt;compared to theirs, ours was...&lt;br /&gt;RUBBISH.&lt;br /&gt;lynette and i felt so sad lorh.&lt;br /&gt;after we had stayed back for almost four hours, and what came out was just garbage.&lt;br /&gt;X((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, on the bus i sat beside a cute deyi guy!&lt;br /&gt;he was so cute!&lt;br /&gt;now i don't mind missing the previous 159, because of waiting with lynette for 72.&lt;br /&gt;he was wearing long pants, so i guess he is about Secondary3-4.&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;last last week, i also sat with a cute anderson guy.&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;beanie is soo lucky!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-4462183101366534861?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/4462183101366534861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=4462183101366534861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/4462183101366534861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/4462183101366534861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/04/back-from-decorating-all-posters.html' title=''/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-7442942722886289687</id><published>2007-04-12T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T01:00:55.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i only got 20 for my physics test.&lt;br /&gt;WAH!&lt;br /&gt;it's over 30...&lt;br /&gt;if i had not been careless, i think i can get about 24-25.&lt;br /&gt;tsk, beanie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week we are starting biology!&lt;br /&gt;oh YES!&lt;br /&gt;i love biology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;and&lt;/b&gt; i am gonna top the class of the biology test.&lt;br /&gt;hehehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days to homecoming!&lt;br /&gt;so excited.&lt;br /&gt;i am going to eat the tempura and drink the green tea from xinminoya!&lt;br /&gt;and i am going to go into the haunted house in class.. 403 i think.&lt;br /&gt;YIPPEE!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-7442942722886289687?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/7442942722886289687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=7442942722886289687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/7442942722886289687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/7442942722886289687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-only-got-20-for-my-physics-test.html' title=''/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-6936178949328140241</id><published>2007-04-11T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T01:39:32.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's no choir today. ):&lt;br /&gt;seniors had to prepare for their SYF, and after that, it's their mid-year papers.&lt;br /&gt;lucky secondary ones only have geography for mid-year! (:&lt;br /&gt;after the geography paper, choir will resume, and our new practice slot will be on wednesday and friday, 2.30 to 5.30.&lt;br /&gt;woo-hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the physics test yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;and there wasn't enough time...&lt;br /&gt;i left the last question blank!&lt;br /&gt;lynette did that last question first and went on to the others.&lt;br /&gt;and it's four marks!&lt;br /&gt;lucky her.&lt;br /&gt;hope i will get good results for this test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod, homecoming is coming!&lt;br /&gt;(that's-the sentence- soo weird.)&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to walk around visiting stalls with my friends, and tend 106's too.&lt;br /&gt;not exactly ours, the items are sponsered by the alumni.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;vicki and i had already plan to share a Milo Dinosuar!&lt;br /&gt;Muahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we managed to get the class tee ready by this saturday, we would be able to wear it to homecoming day!&lt;br /&gt;but the class can't agree for the colour choice. ):&lt;br /&gt;we are so not united.&lt;br /&gt;more than half of the class wants black and silver(including me),&lt;br /&gt;but lynette, esther and a few others one brown and white.&lt;br /&gt;hello?! it's totally cow-ish.&lt;br /&gt;imagine wearing that with the school's skirt/shorts.&lt;br /&gt;bleahh.&lt;br /&gt;black and silver, on the other hand, goes completely well with our school skirt/shorts.&lt;br /&gt;and it looks so cool.&lt;br /&gt;unlike brown and white, which is totally so eww!&lt;br /&gt;no offence, esther and lynette, but you must see it. black and silver is a better choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-6936178949328140241?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/6936178949328140241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=6936178949328140241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/6936178949328140241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/6936178949328140241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/04/theres-no-choir-today.html' title=''/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-7391827378741854882</id><published>2007-04-08T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T04:50:52.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to pierce my ears for the second time on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;and it rocks.&lt;br /&gt;my first ones closed, because of an infection. :p&lt;br /&gt;aww. the new ones are pretty. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics test on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;i totally have no interest in it, although i am okay at it:&lt;br /&gt;once we had a pop quiz and i got 5.5/10.&lt;br /&gt;you might think: WHAT??? 5.5? That's sooo "great".&lt;br /&gt;that &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; quite great, considering the fact that the highest was only 6.5.&lt;br /&gt;hehe, but i am not very happy with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am freaking out.&lt;br /&gt;for higher chinese we have to find a ming yan ming ju and present it to the class.&lt;br /&gt;i know nada ming yan ming ju.&lt;br /&gt;AND the net doesn't have any with valid meaning too.&lt;br /&gt;argggh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read four books in less than three days.&lt;br /&gt;-ann brashares' &lt;b&gt;The Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cathy cassidy's &lt;b&gt;Dizzy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jean ure's &lt;b&gt;Boys On the Brain.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-meg cabot's &lt;b&gt;Every Boy's Got One.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looveeed &lt;b&gt;Dizzy&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Every Boy's Got One.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy is kinda romantic.&lt;br /&gt;Every Boy's got One seems like a fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;hope that i would get jacqueline wilson's &lt;b&gt;Love Lessons&lt;/b&gt; tomorrow. X))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-7391827378741854882?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/7391827378741854882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=7391827378741854882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/7391827378741854882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/7391827378741854882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/04/went-to-pierce-my-ears-for-second-time.html' title=''/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-5554459877703485711</id><published>2007-04-03T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T05:49:08.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Helloo World!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just finished printing my Home Economics Assignment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Five whole pages, you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Earlier on I was at Compass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Buying DEAREST &lt;b&gt;ZANEllE'S&lt;/b&gt; present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am sharing it with Shermin and Lynette, and last week, Shermin suggested to buy Carrot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Not that vegetable, you dumbo.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Carrot is a soft toy from Action City.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's so friggin' cuteeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The moment I went back home, I took these pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RhIv9Ej-wHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/G-11xhduKZ8/s1600-h/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049150858478927986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="Carrot!!!" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RhIv9Ej-wHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/G-11xhduKZ8/s320/DSC00006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry, forgot to rotate it, but this is Carrot.(Carrot says 'Hi!') &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049152026710032562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="Lovable carrot..." src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RhIxBEj-wLI/AAAAAAAAAEk/L2buUQbyQCY/s320/DSC00007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Carrot looking so lovable!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RhIv9Ej-wJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/j3Sm0v3qFgM/s1600-h/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049150858478928018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RhIv9Ej-wJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/j3Sm0v3qFgM/s320/DSC00008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carrot is kinda shy now, but still, he/she looks as cute as ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RhIv9Uj-wKI/AAAAAAAAAEc/V7a-JmFbHlc/s1600-h/DSC00009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049150862773895330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RhIv9Uj-wKI/AAAAAAAAAEc/V7a-JmFbHlc/s320/DSC00009.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Price Tag, people. $6.95, for those who are kind of price-dumb, like me.&lt;br /&gt;And Carrot is called Morji?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CARROT&lt;/b&gt; &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok, for now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BLOODY HELL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't believe I flunked my Maths Test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;19/40.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I feel that I am going more stupid as the days goes by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HELP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyways, I didn't study for that test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now, don't you start pointing your finger at me and saying that this is my fault, etc etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cos' I couldn't help it, there were tons of projects(eg. art task book, home econs etc), and this is not entirely my fault, mind you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;RARRR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;19/40, just one more mark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ARGH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Couldn't get my parents to sign it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Too "paiseh".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-5554459877703485711?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/5554459877703485711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=5554459877703485711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/5554459877703485711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/5554459877703485711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/04/helloo-world-just-finished-printing-my.html' title=''/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z-FnCzt8e44/RhIv9Ej-wHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/G-11xhduKZ8/s72-c/DSC00006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-527937786080705606.post-1560732032644005204</id><published>2007-03-31T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T03:55:39.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am back from the Xinmin Sports Day held at Hougang Stadium.&lt;br /&gt;and guess whose's the house champion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's... the &lt;span colour="red"&gt;SCORPIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scorpion totally rocks.&lt;br /&gt;i thought Barracuda would emerge as the champion, but i think we won by a few minor points.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, cheers to those people that ran today, and the others who helped.&lt;br /&gt;WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydney, our friend, from Barracuda and Badminton, participated in the 100m dash and got 1st!&lt;br /&gt;careful, she might break the world record sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and during the parent-teacher race, Mr Singh was great!&lt;br /&gt;he ran very speedily and took big steps.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this was anticipated as he is tall and has these muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for non-xinmin readers, Mr Singh is our STRICT discipline master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we were dismissed, we met Lynette(barracuda), and she gave me this sinister look, cos' we won by just a few points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA lynette!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhankyewlynette, gweegurveyewbearlymus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still saving up for my adobe photoshop and illustrator.&lt;br /&gt;but Zanelle's birthday is around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;i think i shall use my pathetic savings, together with my weekly allowance, to try and get her present first.&lt;br /&gt;my adobe photochop and illustrator are drifting further and further away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/527937786080705606-1560732032644005204?l=hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/feeds/1560732032644005204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=527937786080705606&amp;postID=1560732032644005204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/1560732032644005204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/527937786080705606/posts/default/1560732032644005204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidden-prophecies.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-back-from-xinmin-sports-day-held.html' title=''/><author><name>`bEANiiE//* ((x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14375205882208962232</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-527937786080705606.post-2802557715132548678</id><published>2007-03-27T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T03:40:58.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got to change the blog URL again.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot view my old blog, so i change the URL, and did my template, everything.&lt;br /&gt;then the next day, my old blog was perfectly OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i have decided to keep on using this URL until...&lt;br /&gt;it goes crazy again.&lt;br /&gt;and i hope it doesn't go bonkers before i reach my 100th post!&lt;br /&gt;and that will call for a celebration. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am totally dying for photoshop CS and adobe illustrator.&lt;br /&gt;i need something to make my designs look better, and create new, original, unique designs.&lt;br /&gt;but now, i am broke.&lt;br /&gt;and will take me ages to save $19.90(times 2), considering the spendthrift i am.&lt;br /&gt;so far i have about.. $5 savings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAVE ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to stop eating so much.&lt;br /&gt;i need to stop buying so much nonsenical stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i need to buy MY PHOTOSHOP and ILLUSTRATOR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still need to buy birthday presents for &lt;b&gt;Zanelle&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Esther&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Shermin.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argggh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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