<?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-6767077503142334749</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:37:00.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-8738104835359183350</id><published>2009-05-26T21:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:12:45.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All my documents disappeared. ALL. I was so traumatised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Its like I switched on my com and wow. All of documents vanished!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So depressed. Why must this happen when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so excited for &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tmr &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bravo-going-bonkers. Its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; so many people can make it. First time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-8738104835359183350?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8738104835359183350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-my-documents-disappeared.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/8738104835359183350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/8738104835359183350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-my-documents-disappeared.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-1333742254007156431</id><published>2009-05-24T23:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:39:09.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HONG&lt;/span&gt; GIL DONG &lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;CROWN PRINCE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I just realised that there is still school &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt;. I thought school holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have started. Well, at least until now. Luckily there was no school work&lt;br /&gt;other than stupid projects. Oh, how i hate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;gil&lt;/span&gt; dong is going to end. 6 more episodes which means 3 more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Saturdays&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;argh&lt;/span&gt; )= I love him and her! They are like so perfect although they did not end up&lt;br /&gt;as a couple in the show. Age gap,i get it. Everyone was like why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; the crown prince&lt;br /&gt;end with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Lilu&lt;/span&gt;(female main lead)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to reading this fab book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-1333742254007156431?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1333742254007156431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/hong-gil-dong-333-crown-prince-i-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/1333742254007156431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/1333742254007156431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/hong-gil-dong-333-crown-prince-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-2879570212412936056</id><published>2009-05-24T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:34:28.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I look boyish,weird and ugly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; fringe. Guess I have to clip&lt;br /&gt;it up )= But at least my hair is much shorter now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-2879570212412936056?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2879570212412936056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-look-boyishweird-and-ugly-qith-fringe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/2879570212412936056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/2879570212412936056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-look-boyishweird-and-ugly-qith-fringe.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-4117806630324272081</id><published>2009-05-23T09:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T09:59:26.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH shit. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;forgot&lt;/span&gt; to check the maths o board &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; when to&lt;br /&gt;report for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SMO&lt;/span&gt; competition. I dont even know the dates.&lt;br /&gt;I really regret joining Maths O, paying $100 just to go there&lt;br /&gt;and listen to the teacher who drones on and on. Almost the whole&lt;br /&gt;class will be ignoring him, talking among ourselves because lessons&lt;br /&gt;are so boring. I slept (really) through the entire period and he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; even care.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;blurgh&lt;/span&gt;. I cant wait for the Maths O to end. I hate&lt;br /&gt;missing maths lessons in class cuz Mrs chia continues teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;IFC TEST. we can do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-4117806630324272081?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4117806630324272081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/4117806630324272081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/4117806630324272081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-8396716266483666648</id><published>2009-05-22T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T19:18:54.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My stomach is still hurting like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dkghslf&lt;/span&gt;. Its so painful. Thank you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;raq&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;atikah&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;aish&lt;/span&gt; for accompanying me in the sick bay before going for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ifc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mock test. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Thx&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;aish&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;faad&lt;/span&gt; for waiting for me to change into house tee&lt;br /&gt;and to go up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;flos&lt;/span&gt; together with me. It was very last min. Actually I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to go for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;IFC&lt;/span&gt; mock test &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; the pain was unbearable but after that it&lt;br /&gt;got better so i decided to go.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Cuz&lt;/span&gt; true friends wait for you.Although the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; wait for me even though i told them to, they still bothered to ask me&lt;br /&gt;how my stomach was. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Thx&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets hope i get well by tomorrow morning. Charmaine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; bring back&lt;br /&gt;her boots )= Get well soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I still dunno whether &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; having cramps, stomachache, stomach infection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-8396716266483666648?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8396716266483666648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-stomach-is-still-hurting-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/8396716266483666648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/8396716266483666648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-stomach-is-still-hurting-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-6563441412020332087</id><published>2009-05-21T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:09:48.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Think i got to sleep at 1am today,or should i say&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow. very annoyed and irritated. I went to charmaine&lt;br /&gt;house,trying to dowmload the photoshop thing.. After trying&lt;br /&gt;for 4 whole hours,still cant.waste my time only. blurgh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;stupid photoshop,stupid art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-6563441412020332087?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6563441412020332087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/think-i-got-to-sleep-at-1am-todayor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/6563441412020332087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/6563441412020332087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/think-i-got-to-sleep-at-1am-todayor.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-8896358293475579617</id><published>2009-05-21T14:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T15:11:24.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blurgh&lt;/span&gt;. Cross country. Last year was better. Firstly,i was late for&lt;br /&gt;cross country. reached at 7.45am. Reason? long story but i had myself to&lt;br /&gt;blame, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Charmaine&lt;/span&gt;(= The competitive runners have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alr&lt;/span&gt; reached the starting&lt;br /&gt;point by the time i reached.Luckily Rachel followed me to ask a teacher where&lt;br /&gt;the starting point was.Along the way,asked the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;npcc&lt;/span&gt; people for directions to&lt;br /&gt;starting point.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Thx&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sanika&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;shiling&lt;/span&gt; (= thank you specs for cheering me on when&lt;br /&gt;i was so panicky as i was late for the run.But, thank goodness, i got to the starting&lt;br /&gt;point on time.I sprinted all the way there. By the time i reached i was sweating&lt;br /&gt;like mad. And i felt tired too. I was like what happen to my stamina as i already felt&lt;br /&gt;so tired even though i have just started running. Then worse, my heel starting&lt;br /&gt;hurting again. I injured it since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;,not yet recovered. And wow, i got stitches&lt;br /&gt;at the last part of the run when i was suppose to sprint.Thus i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; really sprint. I&lt;br /&gt;just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;increased&lt;/span&gt; my speed a little and felt so angry with myself when people starting&lt;br /&gt;taking over me again.I felt so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;demoralised&lt;/span&gt; when everybody started to take over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But so what. At least i tried my best and finished the run. So three cheers to me (=&lt;br /&gt;No use getting upset over cross country. Next year i want to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;car park&lt;/span&gt; duty.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe not. Wanted to take pic with specs though only got 15 ppl.But some were&lt;br /&gt;like dun wan, no full strength dun want. Some were like its okay,just make do with&lt;br /&gt;the mumber. By the time we debated whether to take pic, everyone started leaving.&lt;br /&gt;So, all of us got moody and did not want to take pics anymore. blurgh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cross country, only 6 of us went far east plaza. far east plaza is the worst shopping&lt;br /&gt;mall i have ever been to. We were so indecisive. Wanted to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;suntec&lt;/span&gt;, east point, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;vivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;bugis&lt;/span&gt;. But since there was a direct and expensive($1.95) bus trip to fast east plaza&lt;br /&gt;via expressway, we decided to go there.First time Jasmine came with us.(=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;gundu&lt;/span&gt; taking bus 5, following the rest, thinking that it goes to tam interchange.&lt;br /&gt;I was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;shocked&lt;/span&gt; when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;dee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;said&lt;/span&gt; it does not. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, but in the end it came to this bus stop&lt;br /&gt;where i change to bus 65 and went home. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Thx&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;dee&lt;/span&gt; for your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Back to reality. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;hw&lt;/span&gt;,projects...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-8896358293475579617?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8896358293475579617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-was-blurgh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/8896358293475579617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/8896358293475579617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-was-blurgh.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-4971780568600977199</id><published>2009-05-20T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:57:41.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cross country tomorrow.Running for class.blurgh...&lt;br /&gt;i dun like being part of the competitive run. Its so&lt;br /&gt;competitive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so stupid planning what to eat in the morning&lt;br /&gt;so that i wont get stitch while running. Its going to be&lt;br /&gt;the end for me if i got stitch.So i went down to buy packet&lt;br /&gt;Milo and chocolate to boost my energy for tomorrow's run.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah, but i have already finish eating the chocolate i just bought.&lt;br /&gt;*guilty So now i shall rely fully on my packet Milo for the run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that,i got to go for music project which means no going&lt;br /&gt;out with platoon )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;i hate art,i hate projects...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-4971780568600977199?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4971780568600977199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/cross-country-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/4971780568600977199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/4971780568600977199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/cross-country-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-6933052732302562535</id><published>2009-05-18T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:09:20.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Initially, i thought i would fail my maths and science tests.But instead,&lt;br /&gt;it turned out that i did quite well for both.I'm pleased with my science&lt;br /&gt;result,it was very unexpected. My maths,at least i still obtained a A1&lt;br /&gt;although i deproved by 7 marks as compared to ct 1. now whats left is&lt;br /&gt;my lit and history. My Chinese,i got C5 overall, with all the compo marks&lt;br /&gt;added in...blurgh but i think my common test 2 will be able to pull my marks&lt;br /&gt;up.B4 i hope. pls let me get at least a B4. i aiming for As and Bs only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now back to private peaceful pack )=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-6933052732302562535?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/6933052732302562535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/initially-i-thought-i-would-fail-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/6933052732302562535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/6933052732302562535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/initially-i-thought-i-would-fail-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-1906713203926211520</id><published>2009-05-17T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:28:33.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feeling very pissed right now. With my music project which is due on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;, not done, because my group &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; find a single day to meet up.&lt;br /&gt;We were suppose to have a conference call &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tonight but&lt;/span&gt; nob&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ody&lt;/span&gt; bothered to&lt;br /&gt;reply when i tried to contact them. The stupid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; compo which is so hard&lt;br /&gt;to do, private peaceful pack which is not completed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;and my&lt;/span&gt; irritating sister whom&lt;br /&gt;I always argue with, refusing to let me use the laptop. We wont compromise each&lt;br /&gt;other. She is a very demanding plus annoying sister.&lt;br /&gt;Immature.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-1906713203926211520?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1906713203926211520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-feeling-very-pissed-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/1906713203926211520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/1906713203926211520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-feeling-very-pissed-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-3811510494174523303</id><published>2009-05-16T20:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T15:15:43.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EVERYTHING IS OVER.&lt;br /&gt;cts are over,so here i am slacking. i have not even started on my school work.&lt;br /&gt;Here i am talking to bodoh humaira.Her level of understanding is so low.&lt;br /&gt;She takes so long just to understand the difference between my chinese and english&lt;br /&gt;name. haha..talking to her makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO DESCRIBE HUMAIRA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bodoh&lt;br /&gt;-annoying&lt;br /&gt;-bachin&lt;br /&gt;-hilarious&lt;br /&gt;-my beloved platoonmate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-3811510494174523303?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3811510494174523303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/everything-is-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/3811510494174523303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/3811510494174523303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/everything-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-1962896063185524455</id><published>2009-05-15T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T09:46:09.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGH...i forgot to bring back the art board. sunday got meeting.&lt;br /&gt;tmr must rush back to sch in the morning to take.sigh..&lt;br /&gt;At last charlene is following me. Sorry charlene but at least you&lt;br /&gt;bother to follow me back to school(=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-1962896063185524455?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1962896063185524455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/argh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/1962896063185524455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/1962896063185524455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-148216291645183667</id><published>2009-05-15T19:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T10:09:30.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Celest:&lt;br /&gt;dun be sad, JIA YOU. Its okay,actually not but still.&lt;br /&gt;whats done is done. What you can do now is to study even harder.&lt;br /&gt;There is always room for improvement. Never think that you have&lt;br /&gt;failed. You have done your best and there is no use sulking over your&lt;br /&gt;results. I will always be there in a double when u are in trouble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have also flunk their maths test, what i want to say that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;its no use crying over split milk. Never give up, keep on trying and always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;believe in yourself  because you can do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-148216291645183667?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/148216291645183667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/celest-dun-be-sad-jia-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/148216291645183667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/148216291645183667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/celest-dun-be-sad-jia-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-8266711034824630868</id><published>2009-05-15T18:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T09:58:25.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chinese lessons are super boring.Every lessons, i will be holding my pen,pretending to&lt;br /&gt;be reading my Chinese textbook but of course I'm not.I'm actually sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;Chinese lessons are very slack, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mdm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;goh&lt;/span&gt; is nice, she doesn't scold us when we talk&lt;br /&gt;to our table partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today after sch with platoon mates was fun.Playing in the rain with Dee and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having headache now though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i think i do not understand my platoon. Some of them just refuse to tell&lt;br /&gt;everything.They only tell those whom they are close too. Is this even counted a platoon,&lt;br /&gt;platoon mates?Aren't any single one of your platoon mates your platoon mates? Why cant&lt;br /&gt;some people just do that. Instead whatever happened, they just approach that same&lt;br /&gt;person and then best,ignore the rest. Its not a good feeling being keep in the dark,&lt;br /&gt;nobody wanting to tell you anything instead just keeping their mouth shut and smile&lt;br /&gt;smile. Whoever that person is,she is still your platoon mate, show her some respect,&lt;br /&gt;there aren't suppose to have any secrets in the platoon in the first place. But nevertheless&lt;br /&gt;there will always be secrets in platoon. But it seems that, people are just getting more and&lt;br /&gt;more secretive, reluctant to share anything, everything. But anyway,if they do not want to&lt;br /&gt;say, so be it.I respect their privacy or whatsoever.Anyway, i am not the only one who feels&lt;br /&gt;this way. But your actions have already hurt one of your platoonmates. (not me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just so pleased with most of them. Lovable,willing to help, no secrets,&lt;br /&gt;no signs of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;fakeness&lt;/span&gt;,Nothing. They &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;are just so innocent&lt;/span&gt;,normal and simple. I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;However,no matter what, nobody is perfect. Even i am selfish at times.&lt;br /&gt;To err is human. There will be solutions to all problems. we will overcome all obstacles&lt;br /&gt;and become stronger and closer. i love bravo 09, we rock!&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can do is to pray, to bond the platoon more, improve the platoon. And to tell all of us&lt;br /&gt;and myself, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we can do it, we will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will we fall after they are gone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-8266711034824630868?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8266711034824630868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/morning-was-unique-what-do-you-expect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/8266711034824630868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/8266711034824630868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/morning-was-unique-what-do-you-expect.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-1144338407511164060</id><published>2009-05-13T20:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T15:24:57.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;FLUNKED MY  SCIENCE TEST!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but so what,im still a rock star,i got my rock moves....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAY,I GOING TO CATCH UP WITH MY BRITIAN GOT TALENTS YO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-1144338407511164060?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1144338407511164060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/flunk-my-maths-and-science-tests-but-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/1144338407511164060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/1144338407511164060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/flunk-my-maths-and-science-tests-but-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-3144037829106268822</id><published>2009-05-13T19:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T06:25:30.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;POP &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;AFTER TOP,IT RHYMES(=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;One moment i felt so happy,singing with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;raqibah&lt;/span&gt; after parade while walking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the bubble tea shop, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;AAing&lt;/span&gt; even though we knew they were behind us.&lt;br /&gt;Now come to think of it,we really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;AAed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just not,on the way back home,i felt do terrible. WHY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;DIDNT&lt;/span&gt; I CRIED?So&lt;br /&gt;what if only one tear rolled down my cheeks?i thought i would cry terribly&lt;br /&gt;like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;huda&lt;/span&gt;, jasmine,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;raykal&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;humaira&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;raqibah&lt;/span&gt;.i do not know why but i feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;WHY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;DIDNT&lt;/span&gt; I CRY. At least if i have cried I would have felt much much better.&lt;br /&gt;I betrayed myself,my heart. If i can cry at home when i think of them, why cant i&lt;br /&gt;just now.Jasmine said its becuz its too big a shock for me.isiz true?I just couldnt&lt;br /&gt;cry with them around.. I feel so silly always crying myself to sleep. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;13 05 09 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I will remember this date forever. Its one of the best days in my whole life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We kept&lt;/span&gt; having group hugs.We even did count by the together as a platoon, but&lt;br /&gt;without &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hema&lt;/span&gt;,that funny girl )= in short,today is the most memorable and&lt;br /&gt;unforgettable day for not me but Bravo 09 I cant imagine life without my beloved&lt;br /&gt;platoon.i cant. Since my tears wont come out, i shall blog and blog as a way of venting&lt;br /&gt;my anger,pouring out my feelings.I WANT TO CRY,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but i cant )=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I FELT SO HELPLESS,SEEING MY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;PLATOON MATES&lt;/span&gt; ALL CRYING EXCEPT FOR ME. I FELT&lt;br /&gt;SO TERRIBLE. I KNOW I WILL MISS THEM A LOT, I KNOW I WILL CRY IN MY SLEEP&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHY CANT I CRY THERE WITH MY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;PLATOON MATES&lt;/span&gt;. STUPID ME,STUPID TEARS.&lt;br /&gt;HOW I HATE MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thank you a lot.i got things that i wanted to say but because the whole time during HUGGING session&lt;br /&gt;i was reflecting on why my tears wont come out and stuff, i did not know what to say,what thank all of&lt;br /&gt;you for.You all have been my best specs EVER. I LOVE EACH AND SINGLE ONE OF YOU.i will miss you all,&lt;br /&gt;especially you who changed me,for giving me a chance,for discovering my hidden potential.thank you(=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until today,i realised how my platoon is so important to me,&lt;br /&gt;not even my class or whatever.I love bravo 09 oh so much!OH,WE ARE PROMOTED(=&lt;br /&gt;okay,i should stop nagging.I was so helpless and feeling so bad that instead of comforting&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;platoon mates&lt;/span&gt;(on the verge of crying),i made them cry.oh,how clever i am.&lt;br /&gt;why am i so insensitive, so un- emotional,its so unlike me. Even i cried last year. So why&lt;br /&gt;cant i cry this year? WHY WHY WHY. i still cant find the answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its boring but its this blog is only meant for ouring out my feelings, not&lt;br /&gt;meant for reading.its tooo not-for reading blogs.&lt;br /&gt;2009 is FAB, its the year i improve a lot.I WANT TO IMPROVE somemore,&lt;br /&gt;MORE AND MORE. oh you know i always type what i feel at the momment and&lt;br /&gt;usually i blog when i am very very emotional so yup.&lt;br /&gt;i wont stay emo for long,yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU OH SO MUCH BRAVO 09(=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;can i accomplish my goal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-3144037829106268822?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3144037829106268822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/pop-after-topit-rhymes-one-moment-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/3144037829106268822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/3144037829106268822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/pop-after-topit-rhymes-one-moment-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-7436191967182047052</id><published>2009-05-08T18:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T18:14:20.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not care anymore.I'm just gonna focus on my 2 cts&lt;br /&gt;and ignore my feelings,everything.i must get A1,must,must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today maths lesson,was showing black face throughout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flunked my science pop quiz,nobody study for it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed back with platoon today.feel closer to aishwaria and hema now,MUCH MUCH&lt;br /&gt;dun want to comment anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;CAN SOMEONE NUMB MY FEELINGS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;I kept telling myself to give her a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;will we be able to do it,overcome it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-7436191967182047052?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7436191967182047052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-do-not-care-anymore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/7436191967182047052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/7436191967182047052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-do-not-care-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-923889054070145957</id><published>2009-05-06T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:44:28.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AGAIN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have always wanted to watch the school nationals(cedar inside)&lt;br /&gt;But i always missed it,realizing it only after a few hours!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST MISSED IT AGAIN.and i just realized!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;TWO MORE TESTS TO GO!!! I CAN DO IT!=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;today parade was ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;nothing interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;i want them back )=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;i misss you all, a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUUUDA is disguisting(i just realized.blurgh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEE is stupid,she thinks she know-it-all but in the end have to call my red cross&lt;br /&gt;senior-friend.see her PAISEI face! you belong to ncc not red cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHARMAINE is kept slapping my face. how many time ah!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MARYAM GET WELL SOON!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;my gum is hurting,i dunno why=0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-923889054070145957?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/923889054070145957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/again-i-have-always-wanted-to-watch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/923889054070145957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/923889054070145957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/again-i-have-always-wanted-to-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-3511550883400524995</id><published>2009-05-01T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T22:40:19.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>secret valentine by we the kings is nice.One whole day of mugging ends&lt;br /&gt;up with only being able memorise PLANTATION AGRICULTURE.i prefer&lt;br /&gt;sec one geo..Although Mrs Tan is interesting,i prefer Mrs Low )=&lt;br /&gt;My sec one geo grades were much much better than this year's grade.&lt;br /&gt;blurgh..i should be doing my gothic story,not blogging.So,ciao ciao =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Thank you for talking with me jasmine yesterday night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;when i almost broke down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;you made me feel so much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;i guess talking to someone who lends me a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;listening ear made me feel so niceee. Arent i lucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;to have loving and understanding platoonmates?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-3511550883400524995?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3511550883400524995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/secret-valentine-by-we-kings-is-nice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/3511550883400524995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/3511550883400524995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/05/secret-valentine-by-we-kings-is-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-1962019222391404965</id><published>2009-04-30T22:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T22:45:53.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dunno why but i feel betrayed. )=&lt;br /&gt;i feel sad when i see them so bonded although&lt;br /&gt;they just joined ncc )= our platoon are drifting&lt;br /&gt;further and further like its going to break apart.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait till after CTs so that we can faster organise&lt;br /&gt;platoon outing(actually,we have already organised).I want our whole&lt;br /&gt;platoon to attend the outing,i desperately want us to bond more.a lot MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;KEEP BONDING,KEEP KEEP BONDING,alpha'08 we can do it!YES WE CAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still,sometimes i doubted my own words.Sometimes,only sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;i do not understand the platoon.stupid me,why am i so emotional?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because I'm listening to 'KISS THE RAIN'. That song never fails&lt;br /&gt;to make me tear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when can we become the bonded platoon i wish?&lt;br /&gt;i promise I'm going to strive hard,try my very best&lt;br /&gt;to improve the platoon bond.&lt;br /&gt;Of course i need the whole platoon to cooperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i thinking so much,Esther,please go and study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so betrayed,everything just back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;i do not understand them.Why must they make me feel so&lt;br /&gt;terrible,so useless.I want them back instead.i do not&lt;br /&gt;want them.I'm not sure whether i will still be looking&lt;br /&gt;forward to ..from now on.I wish i will be able to change&lt;br /&gt;my mindset.Its just that I'm a person who needs a lot&lt;br /&gt;of time to adapt to new things.I took one whole year&lt;br /&gt;to accept my class.Its only this year that i made more&lt;br /&gt;new friends in class.i love them a lot.they don't show&lt;br /&gt;me faces or whatever.thank you,very much.&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly lost hope and confidence no matter how many&lt;br /&gt;times i tell myself i can do it,i can )= i want to talk to somebody,right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i just have to force myself to sleep.Once again,i have no mood&lt;br /&gt;to study.i feel so loser,i am perhaps. I sound like one anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when i get emotional cuz i will sound like one loser.&lt;br /&gt;I felt especially useless after i heard what the platoon said.I have decided&lt;br /&gt;to shut my mouth up to prevent myself to sound so loser in front of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJOkeqpRc_0/Sfm4oRFFIfI/AAAAAAAAADU/AaDY07KhokI/s1600-h/DSC00286%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330494635888681458" style="WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJOkeqpRc_0/Sfm4oRFFIfI/AAAAAAAAADU/AaDY07KhokI/s320/DSC00286%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAPPY BIRTHDAY RAQIBAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJOkeqpRc_0/Sfm4oRFFIfI/AAAAAAAAADU/AaDY07KhokI/s1600-h/DSC00286%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_jJOkeqpRc_0/Sfm4oRFFIfI/AAAAAAAAADU/AaDY07KhokI/s72-c/DSC00286%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-8084266575750776112</id><published>2009-04-30T19:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:26:33.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cant help but laugh my heart out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yurda&lt;/span&gt; was teaching us the peel banana dance today&lt;br /&gt;and all of us were were roaring with laughter.&lt;br /&gt;i got addicted to the dance now,all because of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yurda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i passed my Chinese test!miracle!i cant believe&lt;br /&gt;i pass both my Chinese tests this year when i actually&lt;br /&gt;failed both my Chinese tests last year.I WAS SO DELIGHTED.&lt;br /&gt;From 17marks ,i got 20 marks out of 30 marls.its bad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;larh&lt;/span&gt; but to me,&lt;br /&gt;i improved a lot.thanks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ziqi&lt;/span&gt; who help me achieve 3 more marks.i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paying attention to what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mdm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;goh&lt;/span&gt; was saying about double checking that&lt;br /&gt;particular section as she may have marked wrongly.When 3 or 4 people&lt;br /&gt;were going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mdm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;goh&lt;/span&gt; to add marks.I was like 'I'm so dead...everybody&lt;br /&gt;is getting extremely high marks other than my pathetic 17 marks.&lt;br /&gt;When i was sulking away thinking when will i ever achieve at least a B3 for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;out of a sudden, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ziqi&lt;/span&gt; was like,'Esther,Esther!Go tell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;mdm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;goh&lt;/span&gt; you can get 20!'&lt;br /&gt;i was like really really,why why?When &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;mdm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;goh&lt;/span&gt; changed my marks to 20,&lt;br /&gt;i was like 20!20!I DID IT!B3B3B3!But,on seconds thoughts,my marks are&lt;br /&gt;nothing worth to be proud of.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ziqi&lt;/span&gt; got 27 out of 30.the highest in&lt;br /&gt;class.My smart new table partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i went for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ILEAD&lt;/span&gt; meeting,i feel so extra because when miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Liza&lt;/span&gt; asked us to&lt;br /&gt;write our positions and names down,everybody but me were like PC or class com.&lt;br /&gt;I was the only AV rep,not a class com or whatever.i felt so loser but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;pearlyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comforted me and said 'who cares?at least you bother to take over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;wenqi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my class &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;monitress&lt;/span&gt;)and attend meetings with me when you actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; need to.&lt;br /&gt;You think there will be discrimination uh,like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;pelly&lt;/span&gt; D?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being sad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; change anything,&lt;br /&gt;being angry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; help at all&lt;br /&gt;being discouraged &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; improve things&lt;br /&gt;so why not SMILE and tell yourself&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN do it.YOU WILL do it.YOU MUST do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is no use crying over split milk.&lt;br /&gt;If you make any mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;learn and improve from them.&lt;br /&gt;For any mistakes are a learning point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every failure is a step closer to success,&lt;br /&gt;Tell yourself you will improve and improve.&lt;br /&gt;For the moment you tell yourself you cannot do it,&lt;br /&gt;You are already a failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody is perfect,&lt;br /&gt;even the most perfect person you can think of&lt;br /&gt;will make mistakes in their life.&lt;br /&gt;As we are not God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-8084266575750776112?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8084266575750776112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-cant-help-but-laugh-my-heart-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/8084266575750776112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/8084266575750776112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-cant-help-but-laugh-my-heart-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-4772078442236473765</id><published>2009-04-29T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:46:01.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im still feeling very shitty.&lt;br /&gt;im going to pour out all my feelings to someone tmr.&lt;br /&gt;i musnt let me emotions take control of me.&lt;br /&gt;cheer up,cheer up,just sleep and everything gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;okay,i will just sleep even with my hair not blown dry.&lt;br /&gt;its not going to help by just staring into thin air,&lt;br /&gt;thinking about that when i know i have no mood to study&lt;br /&gt;and it wont make me feel any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everything gonna be alright&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just close your eyes tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the next thing you know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;when you wake up in the morning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;everything will be alright again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-4772078442236473765?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4772078442236473765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-still-feeling-very-shitty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/4772078442236473765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/4772078442236473765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-still-feeling-very-shitty.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-2339636673357006247</id><published>2009-04-29T22:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:25:58.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i know i ought to be happy,happy because of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;But,i dunno why,i just feel sad,depressed,i dunno how to describe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;but i know its not a happy or whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;however,after parade,all of us were grinning ear to ear. We have improved,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;our bangings,our drills. However,there is still always room for improvement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i guess i still cant adapt to parade without them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i was feeling so emotional when jasmine asked me to save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;my tears for POP.when have i become so emotional?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i felt so terrible during interaction that i just want to stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and sulk throughout.But,its very unlike me uh and i do not wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;to show my sad face in front of everyone.why aren't i feeling any better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;TERRIBLE )=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;But i guess i will get use to this types of parades.I WILL,I MUST,I CAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;move on,move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;okay,sorry,i do not want to bottle up my feelings and get dunno what disease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;in future,its bad you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;OKAY,I WILL GET OVER IT.yes i can!whatever it is,i still got my platoonmates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;whom i can cry with,whom i can share my problems with.why am i getting so emotional?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;its&lt;/span&gt; so &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;unlike me. )= i shouldn't be here...common tests,i hate them )=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I CAN DO IT!this was what i told myself through the parade although &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;my standard during the start of parade was sucky.But,I'm glad we improve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;as a platoon.i am very satisfied with our performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;whatever the mind of a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;can conceive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;it can be acheive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;just tell yourself you can do it,and believe me,you will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;PS: everything is back to normal =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-2339636673357006247?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2339636673357006247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-know-i-ought-to-be-happyhappy-because.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/2339636673357006247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/2339636673357006247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-know-i-ought-to-be-happyhappy-because.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-4194072262960499839</id><published>2009-04-28T23:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:06:35.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;jhgakgjksdjdfkghalgiaghslguhieotyqwv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL WORK IS DRIVING ME CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;maths which is one of my strongest subject.but now,I'm struggling not&lt;br /&gt;to lag behind in class.its always unfair because Mrs Chia always carry on&lt;br /&gt;teaching new stuff during maths'o and i will be like what did Mrs Chia&lt;br /&gt;teach today then they will be like,OH,she taught this this that that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCIENCE,i dun like lab experiments.'thank you' pooja and sanika for saying&lt;br /&gt;my name out loud uh. Mr Leng uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm lagging behind so much,i decide to focus on Geo.but my laptop is seriously&lt;br /&gt;getting on my nerves.Everything loads so slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;TOMORROW WILL BE DIFFERENT,TMR )=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;i want to rewind the time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;rewind back to the start of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;i hate year 2008,it is the year when everything goes wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;i love year 2009,however it seems like everything is ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;they are leaving,its always like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;this is what happens every year,yes i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;but its depressing and saddening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;life is always that unfair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;will our bond ever improve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-4194072262960499839?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4194072262960499839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/jhgakgjksdjdfkghalgiaghslguhieotyqwv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/4194072262960499839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/4194072262960499839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/jhgakgjksdjdfkghalgiaghslguhieotyqwv.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-3862750369355087334</id><published>2009-04-26T19:43:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:09:03.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;hm...i always see poems in blogs haha,I'm not a good poet though so nope,no poems for me.they are too secretive.Furthermore,i have poor inferring skills. okay,I'm watching star awards now.cant study,i cant say no to the distraction.EEYER.oh,i just bugged aishwaria for stories again (what stories?FIND OUR YOURSELF).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay,i totally forgot I'm part of AV CREW too.(feeling guilty)You know,when i first joined AV,i remembered that i was forced(skip the details).I was like: AV uh.nerdy,lame CLUB only.But i make many new friends like shiling and melody and i have learnt a lot of new skills.I got a free ticket to cedar musical, given the privilege to watch rehearsals and got a free cedar musical tee=D AV is very important.Anything also come and find us,anything wrong also scold us.(I have been scolded for countless times)Without AV,no morning assembly, no announcements can be made,practically nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just scan through my phone to see my files and gosh!i didn't know i got humaira sec one photos(she looked babyish) and jasmine(when she looks like a nerd and when she still have long hair.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning i went church.During class,i realised that gossiping is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;(although i thought its a interesting thing.)According to aunty pauline,&lt;br /&gt;(sunday sch teacher) ITS A SIN.I Will walk away next time i hear gossips,&lt;br /&gt;YES I WILL.have been skipping church too much.&lt;br /&gt;SHOULD I GO FOR YOUTH CAMP IN MELAKA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After church,i went for kovan where i met Charlene for tuition.Then when i come home, i slept.GOSH.i better start mugging.i practically wasted my whole weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOME PICS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jJOkeqpRc_0/SfRZTVxQDFI/AAAAAAAAADE/wrPjlVhJFNk/s1600-h/DSC00234.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328982447882243154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jJOkeqpRc_0/SfRZTVxQDFI/AAAAAAAAADE/wrPjlVhJFNk/s320/DSC00234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;(after fdc =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJOkeqpRc_0/SfRZTsdRdHI/AAAAAAAAADM/A3UCbwZlECM/s1600-h/DSC00235.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328982453972464754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJOkeqpRc_0/SfRZTsdRdHI/AAAAAAAAADM/A3UCbwZlECM/s320/DSC00235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jJOkeqpRc_0/SfRZTDkdxiI/AAAAAAAAAC8/-Hdk8Pv8xDs/s1600-h/DSC00213.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;(before sec2 meet the parents)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jJOkeqpRc_0/SfRZTNkIPUI/AAAAAAAAAC0/fuEWjEgySjg/s1600-h/DSC00211.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328982445679721794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jJOkeqpRc_0/SfRZTNkIPUI/AAAAAAAAAC0/fuEWjEgySjg/s320/DSC00211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(at singapore post.when? sometime this year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;with dee,faadhilah and hema.this is the only glam pic.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJOkeqpRc_0/SfRTnbOmtoI/AAAAAAAAACU/OVLlO23tjBQ/s1600-h/DSC00865.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328976195875157634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 354px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJOkeqpRc_0/SfRTnbOmtoI/AAAAAAAAACU/OVLlO23tjBQ/s320/DSC00865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jJOkeqpRc_0/SfRTntBawMI/AAAAAAAAACk/P5lEa7CJAsI/s1600-h/DSC01510.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;HAHAH.sec one humaira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jJOkeqpRc_0/SfRTnQT7x5I/AAAAAAAAACc/2WW657LhXc8/s1600-h/DSC00853.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328976192944719762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 357px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jJOkeqpRc_0/SfRTnQT7x5I/AAAAAAAAACc/2WW657LhXc8/s320/DSC00853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;sec one huda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJOkeqpRc_0/SfRTnOGPwnI/AAAAAAAAACM/sVeXB1e4lck/s1600-h/DSC01196.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328976192350438002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jJOkeqpRc_0/SfRTnOGPwnI/AAAAAAAAACM/sVeXB1e4lck/s320/DSC01196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the old jasmine with long hair and everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nerd&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-3862750369355087334?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3862750369355087334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/hm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/3862750369355087334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/3862750369355087334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/hm.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_jJOkeqpRc_0/SfRZTVxQDFI/AAAAAAAAADE/wrPjlVhJFNk/s72-c/DSC00234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-2401932412414395126</id><published>2009-04-25T13:34:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:07:28.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;heheh..three posts in one day.Time passes by fast.Soon,the sec fours this year&lt;br /&gt;will be gone.(dreaded most)I will be promoted.(I CANT WAIT.but i hate it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although i dont like my class.There are some classmates whom i cherish so&lt;br /&gt;much.People like celest,charlene,pooja,yingyi,sanika.These are the people&lt;br /&gt;who do not ignore me,who understands my platoonmates are very important&lt;br /&gt;to me,who wont leave me out,who accepts the way i am.Not like some,who&lt;br /&gt;always sticks to their clique.Well,i admit i have a clique in class too,but ours&lt;br /&gt;is a small clique. And we have different people who join our group.Like sanika&lt;br /&gt;who isint my clique.You know,i find that i can communicate well with those&lt;br /&gt;people in uniformed groups.Perhaps its because they understand why i love my&lt;br /&gt;platoonmates so much,why im so commited to ncc.(its cuz of my platoon and...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you join NCC,there is only one disadvantage. Its that you have to choose&lt;br /&gt;between your classmates and platoonmates.It is very very hard to be close to your&lt;br /&gt;classmates and platoonmates at the same time.Well, for me i can only manage to&lt;br /&gt;be close to a few,not like my classmates who are so close to their class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its very long minded but this place is for me to shout out all my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;you can dont read if you do not want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its suppose to be private anyway,just that im too lazy to private it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And really,i think i might offend people if i continue writing how i feel so&lt;br /&gt;pls pls dun tell others other than the people whom i linked abt my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:i miss my fab table partner YINGYI,the retard )= WELL,at least now she sits&lt;br /&gt;in front of me,but still..)= and celest choo choo train who makes me ending up&lt;br /&gt;exploding with laugher.HAIX...life is not the same anymore.HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-2401932412414395126?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2401932412414395126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/heheh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/2401932412414395126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/2401932412414395126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/heheh.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-4651053500178054105</id><published>2009-04-25T12:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:07:43.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Aishwaria and hema are so funny.HAHAH. especially after seeing aishwaria's&lt;br /&gt;face when you bugged her for JUICY stories.Atikah and i were laughing like&lt;br /&gt;a bunch of fools,listening to hema's crazy laughter and aishwaria's annoyed&lt;br /&gt;expression.HAHAHAH,you should hang out with them if you are feeling low.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry faadhilah and huda of having to accompany me all the way to loyang,&lt;br /&gt;in the end only to be furtile.ESP faadhilah who lives so far away from loyang.&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER,thank you for accompanying me.Not like the three who break their&lt;br /&gt;promise to go for the free cone thing.tsktsk.=D Alpha'08,i love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:never ask dee for help in deciding your URLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate art and geo. GEO is so hard to comprehend and art is too time-consuming&lt;br /&gt;and cuz i have no artistic talents i really have to use all my brain power(do i even have?)&lt;br /&gt;to think of just one picture to draw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i am so stupid,i do not even know that raqibah have a LJ until today when i needed to link her!HAHA.=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-4651053500178054105?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4651053500178054105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/aishwaria-and-hema-are-so-funny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/4651053500178054105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/4651053500178054105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/aishwaria-and-hema-are-so-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767077503142334749.post-3355180348578312994</id><published>2009-04-25T12:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:07:54.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;yesterday,i went to yishun library with dee and raykal.Thank you raykal for telling&lt;br /&gt;me how you feel about our platoon..I didnt realise..so many.didnt manage to study yesterday though, i cant concentrate on my studies in library especially with platoonmates.heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER...&lt;br /&gt;our platoon bond is like not improving(maybe a bit,ONLY).its very depressing you&lt;br /&gt;know, after i talk i had with dee and raykal.I feel so helpless.its like no matter how&lt;br /&gt;much we tried, nothing works eventually.i wished alpha'08 can be as bonded as specs.&lt;br /&gt;But,we have 22 people, what do you expect?In each platoon,there will be people who&lt;br /&gt;will feel left out.Stupid clique. i will mix with all people from now on instead of&lt;br /&gt;sticking with the same people.And really, mix around.Some of you all always stick&lt;br /&gt;together.(sorry,but its a fact.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you.the you whom i was once closest to.the one whom i always confide in.&lt;br /&gt;But now, you got your own clique in class.We have different opinions. Now,when&lt;br /&gt;i talk to you, you give me a cold shoulder,We started arguing,a lot. I know you&lt;br /&gt;have already gave up on our platoon, i know.Im not going to comment anymore. However,our platoon really misses the you who was once so annoying and talkative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ps:pls dun link me unless i tell you to.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6767077503142334749-3355180348578312994?l=undenyingwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3355180348578312994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterdayi-went-to-yishun-library-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/3355180348578312994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6767077503142334749/posts/default/3355180348578312994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undenyingwords.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterdayi-went-to-yishun-library-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Esther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04518225214708116429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
