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will just be moved over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115374367355952257?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115374367355952257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115374367355952257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115374367355952257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115374367355952257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/goodbye.html' title='goodbye'/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115331891353837510</id><published>2006-07-19T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T22:21:53.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>view my LJ</title><content type='html'>view the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feelingright.livejournal.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LIVEJOURNAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the update today :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115331891353837510?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115331891353837510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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livejournal. and i can't believe i'm saying this. oh wellxz. :D i'macow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's midweek! JOYOHJOY. three tests GONE. thursday lit unseen. common test on 11 august. 23 more days (i think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually feel weirdly wuzzy and headache is throbbing. too much sun today. too much sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people i enjoy being around the most would be aqquaintences. (sp?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel weird. i think i might just sleep or do some functions. see how life goes. (need to bathe first)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm just being awfully random. ignore the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WEILING'S ALWAYS IN DENIAL. only joyce and jolene can wink.&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/18568524-115322891333062547?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115322891333062547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115322891333062547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115322891333062547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115322891333062547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-dont-really-like-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115313676858070535</id><published>2006-07-17T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T19:48:58.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;When the oceans rise and thunders roar,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will soar with You above the storms.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Father you are King above the clouds;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I will be still and know You are God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, it's monday. &lt;i&gt;only&lt;/i&gt; monday.&lt;br /&gt;and i've just recieved disgustingly disturbing news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bring it on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;let go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let go.&lt;br /&gt;let go.&lt;br /&gt;LET GO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LET GO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LET GO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LET GO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LET GO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there. now it's me to do it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(they're no longer your friends)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something to brighten up your mundane week :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 566px; HEIGHT: 484px" height="538" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3511.jpg" width="638" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 566px; HEIGHT: 392px" height="482" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3512.jpg" width="658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inspiration by adelene, creativity by joyce(:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sakae with the lunch gang today. excluding bell. of course, eased the complication. and we had a lovely intrusion! lammie! haha adelene loves her. i think they gao wai yu and adelene got preggers. hurhurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;english test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;social studies mock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;emath test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lit mock (halt?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dance tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;BOB on friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;want to go see lava and jer perfom. (halt?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ivp show on friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;chinese dance on thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lit unseen test on thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insignificant;&lt;br /&gt;work your priorities back into place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115313676858070535?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115313676858070535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115313676858070535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115313676858070535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115313676858070535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/when-oceans-rise-and-thunders-roar-i.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115304252733916059</id><published>2006-07-16T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T17:35:27.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've recently been watching aiqingmofashi.  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHAOWEI! SHAOWEI! SHAOWEI! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay but the girl is SUPER IRRITATING. especially the lead. omygoosh. she's like irritating. i feel like slapping her half the time. she's so freaking act cute and GAH SHE'S A TWIT LA OHMYGOSH. D: appear the hair dressers more often and just SHUT HER UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that'll do me some good. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115304252733916059?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115304252733916059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115304252733916059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115304252733916059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115304252733916059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/ive-recently-been-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115288211089667373</id><published>2006-07-14T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T21:01:50.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>statistics of the week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days of the school week: 5&lt;br /&gt;periods: 56&lt;br /&gt;slack periods: 22 (i deem so)&lt;br /&gt;homework at home: 0&lt;br /&gt;sleep: more than usual&lt;br /&gt;dance practices: 2 1/2 (today had to show lby)&lt;br /&gt;number of teachers disappearing at least once this week: 4&lt;br /&gt;hunger in class: countless&lt;br /&gt;tuition: 4&lt;br /&gt;yahooed/googled: many many times&lt;br /&gt;gone out: NONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. that kinda sums up my week. i'm actually too lazy to go on :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm afraid to even talk to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;makes it so hard not to cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;light up. light up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think 3G2 is the most highly amusing class because if you go to the weiling/jolene side of the class, woah it's just sheer laughter. adelene and weiling can't wink. AWWWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115288211089667373?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115288211089667373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115288211089667373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115288211089667373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115288211089667373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/statistics-of-week-days-of-school-week.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115271507136803134</id><published>2006-07-12T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T23:03:46.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've got nothing much to say today other than some random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lee jian wei's super funny. so much for MUSK huh. oh well it's CHEMISTRY WHAT. so yeah we were laughing like mad when he was talking about musk. "you know, ancient times..." and i shall not go into that. if you actually wanna know, you could ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"WURHH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CHIKOPEK LEH!! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOCHEM.NOEMATH.NOAMATHTOMORROW. that is if they have lessons tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so bored and rottish in school. and and and, i would like to officially announce that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i got an in class blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that i can -cough-blog-cough- in -cough-school-cough- i'll probably be updating a more detailed account on that one cuase i actually do have more time in school like recess or something. YES RECESS OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am still going to blog here. &lt;/strong&gt;that's just my day blog kinda thing where i just go there to ramble. so yes, do tag here and comment there! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feelingright.livejournal.com"&gt;MY LJ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the funkaye colours :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'s about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115271507136803134?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115271507136803134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115271507136803134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115271507136803134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115271507136803134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/ive-got-nothing-much-to-say-today.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115262578203273215</id><published>2006-07-11T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T22:09:31.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tuudae. muee ish g0nnA bLog abt tuudaex lessonxz/investx/outingxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessonxz.&lt;br /&gt;okie lorhxz. n0rthing much nehxz. but hor, wo men end less0nxz @ 12.30pm nerh. coz got investx. (muee still owexz ss nerh!) had chI moCkx tho. sad sad niahx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INVESTX.&lt;br /&gt;hoxhox. the onli thingx tt wuz intErEstIngs wuz tuh dance lorhx! hohox! i tink hor. councillorx dam stIfF niaHx! woAh carOl sHake a lotrx lorhx! plus hor. felissA issh dA boMbx! woOhpeeE. dunch worri dear. i tink euu can dance nehxz! (no sar-ca-smx)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouTinGx.&lt;br /&gt;met the PinKieClubx @ tOwn. but nIah gal gal and aNdy boi boi @ cRez. hE isH mEliSsa, aN aluMni hu wEnt fer sex change neh! mEt jeR boi boi and Tschu gaL gaL @ whEelOck. sAw my pweetay biRkx and ______ n wE rAn woR!!!!! woAh seh. dyE sIahx. wEnt tUu TanGx n went ter top flooo0r n kai kai. thEn aNdy boiboi and jEr boi gal wuz playin FifA. sho lamex siAh. newae. slackx n went ter wiSma ter cHat n plAy aRm WreStlingx. aNdy boiboi the luuk alyke onli chiLd boiboi wuz hIgh oN brAin Freeze and kopi. wOah seh. we All scaRed nIahx. aNdy aRh. bu yAo drInk too muchiex kopi hor! bu yao you kOpi wIthdrAlx. tAke caRexz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 mOrE deTaiLx: &lt;a href="http://effyayed-.blogspot.com"&gt;nIaH gAl gAl&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://the1337blog.blogspot.com/"&gt;aNdY boI boI&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://turninovanew.blogspot.com"&gt;jeR boI gAl&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://commiserativeparanoia.blogspot.com"&gt;TsChu gaL gaL&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typing like this is tiring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115262578203273215?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115262578203273215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115262578203273215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115262578203273215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115262578203273215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/tuudae.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115243750436665145</id><published>2006-07-09T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T18:06:57.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realised i haven't blogged since wednesday. oh well, i think i shall now. to all you people out there who actually read, i'm sorry i haven't been blogging. (: (TAG OKAY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday/Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PORTUGAL VS FRANCE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one goal through out the entire game man! and penalty some more. oh well. portugal lost D: i was like !!!!!!! oh well. thanks to chuyun and jer for waking me up. after all, they had their chatting marathorn. and portugal should win! &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PORTUGAL &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;figo and zidane are old. but !!! portugal lost. i couldn't sleep after that. and you could really imagine what happened at school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was totally zonked at school. i was like so unlike my usual self. and thini baby said this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Joyce is so unusually quiet. better enjoy it now"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY HEY HEY. i'm a quiet, demure, and gentle girl full of shyness. WITHOUT A DOUBT!&lt;br /&gt;chinese dance was a total zonker. i was wanting to sleep during lessons but i was chionging chinese tuition homework. i completed 28 pages (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuition was surprisingly okay cause i wasn't as badmooding/pmsing/emo the previous week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy kid here says, yay, we ended at 12! 45mins earlier. I was totally ignoring all the lessons on that day. i mean, chinese that day was highly amusing you know! we were playing a game for an entire hour! i was actually amused and intersted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one super irritating thing was my STIFF NECK. i don't know whether i strained some muscle in my neck (yes there are muscles in your neck) during dance on thursday! but i woke up with that stupid neck! and then in school adelene kept on mocking me and kept on calling me a duck. stupid yeo kia leng. it's less painful now. and i can turn my head a little more, better than friday. (TAKE THAT ADELENE) just in time for dance on monday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to marina; as usual, we (adelene keon bell me) couldn't decide where to eat! so we stoned around for nearly half an hour before we decided changing apetites. THIS ALWAYS HAPPENS TO US. oh well, it's inborne in our character already. it was pretty okay. we always go out to try new stuff most of the time. the lychee freezer was pretty good! i liked it. i liked the fish calamari nonsense. i love the fish. yum (A FIRST FROM JOYCE WHO ACTUALLY HATES FISH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lava ended her nonsense and called to ask where we were and we were like oh marina. so down came lava, chuyun andy and jer. haha. THANKS FOR CARRYING OUR TABLETS. the 4 njc people. YES NJC PEOPLE were making a fool of themselves in marina walking around in rounds. and stupid adelene tried to press my neck. omg it was painful. (but good ;D thanks dear) you could literally see me squirming in like marina in the middle of no where outside puma. lavania had stiff neck too! oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I THINK ANDY IS DAMN FUNNY. &lt;/strong&gt;he was trying to act emo kid. and was like. oh i'm emo. look i'm gonna cut myself (WITH KETCHUP). and that was his dare. oh right. so am i supposed to think he's weird? (he is from first impression especially) chuyun could be more emo (SHE IS MORE EMO HURHURHUR I WONDER WHY. MAYBE SHE'S ALWAYS EMOING! EXPERIENCED GAL) and he was supposed to profess his love to bell to save her from the dark side. OH RIGHT. he was super funny can! he &lt;strong&gt;DEFINITELY CANNOT BE AN ACSI BOY. &lt;/strong&gt;andy if you're reading, you're like from SJI man! (shut up jer about him disgracing your school) andy is actually hilarious. and he was asking me&lt;br /&gt;"are you sarcastic?"&lt;br /&gt;"no"&lt;br /&gt;"okay"&lt;br /&gt;haha. i just think &lt;strong&gt;the 4 nj people are just weird&lt;/strong&gt;. (unlike me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i just had to go for tuition. what a bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for tuition again. no need for elaboration there.&lt;br /&gt;went for ypg (: i really liked the new messages.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;everything, everyone, anything;&lt;/s&gt; except You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Your presence there is comfort&lt;br /&gt;In Your presence there is peace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/bow1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/bow2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/bow3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/decide.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/ferris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/answers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://postsecret.blogspot.com"&gt;POSTSECRET!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this person came to my blog through the blog search. and guess what she searched. (honestly, i'm not so free to go search for such stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 651px; HEIGHT: 551px" height="872" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/surprisesurprise.jpg" width="1093" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MRSEBESTIANGOH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprise, surprise. wow, that's a shocker? gosh. oh if you ever come back again, he has friendster. you could try searching &lt;em&gt;if &lt;/em&gt;you're resourceful enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mr. Sebastian Goh the teacher that every girl loooooves (okay, so not every girl) was doing some random rap with some other teacher for Tanglin Idol. They won, okay. Like, wow. You can't believe it and neither can I.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today, a couple of girls walked past our class like, five times. During *surprise surprise!* Science lesson. I'm like, please! Don't be so desperate man, he's not that good-looking, really. Gah, and the majority are from... I shall shut up now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's a shocker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115243750436665145?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115243750436665145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115243750436665145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115243750436665145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115243750436665145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-just-realised-i-havent-blogged-since.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115211019492434019</id><published>2006-07-05T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T22:36:34.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;If i lay here, If i just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me&lt;br /&gt;And just forget the world&lt;br /&gt;Forget what you're told&lt;br /&gt;Before we get too old&lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden&lt;br /&gt;That's bursting into life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've completed sp7A-C very happy girl. started on sp8A. i believe doing work in school is actually productive. but i actually have tonns of tution homework that i have to do. i'm actually quite dead. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had SPA to do today. i am very sure that i actually hate those goggles. michelle, i must say, looks really good in those goggles. hers was quite unique because she got the lao ah gong back thich specs kind. CaCO3 and HCl are amusing things. they actually bubble and become chalky for a while but become clear again. that was my observation. SPA-ing was quite okay i guess.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.. dat was crazy says:&lt;br /&gt;wad wud dan brown b called if he was indian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me, if you dare says:&lt;br /&gt;dan black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.. dat was crazy says:&lt;br /&gt;dam brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me, if you dare says:&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______ you're so lame thank you very much. if you can guess what school this guy is from, you'll get a prize. man it's so easy.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think pictionary with the learning lab class is highly highly highly amusing.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amath test tomorrow. let's give a fake smile. ((:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a new joyluckclub book. D:&lt;br /&gt;i need new markers for lit D:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;crawl under the couch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115211019492434019?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115211019492434019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115211019492434019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115211019492434019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115211019492434019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/if-i-lay-here-if-i-just-lay-here-would.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115201996802648940</id><published>2006-07-04T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T21:39:54.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/hee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know, i believe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/mymy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;time to let go of emotional fears dear. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;HEART-MELT-PICTURES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/fernandoHOT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/torres.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miss goh :D &lt;/strong&gt;acids, salts and bases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/PICT0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a really hectic day today. was irritated. don't want to elaborate. (hint: i missed dance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch at ikea with adelene and weiling. let me tell you this. weiling gets high on hotdogs. she messaged her friend about snoopy and her initial intention was not to be high but gorge herself cause she was pissed. she laughs like this. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hohoohohehehehehe. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;damn chikopek la! HAHAHAHHAHAHAHHA. anyway. weiling was being very embarrassing and we were like laughing at her. &lt;strong&gt;it's all in the mind. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had amath today! mr loh showed us his rabbits. he actually has three rabbits. Russel, Dane, and Joy! he likes Joy the most but the rabbit died a year ago D: his rabbits are all black and white and so pretty. Russel's really fat though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for dance today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i met up with chuyun, lavania, xiangyin and joyce yap today. haha great to see all of them so black. nice to see them anyway. and i just realised the band concert is this sat. very good.&lt;br /&gt;daily mundane life of mine. tonight is soccer night. 3am. go joyce you got to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHOULD'VE. WOULD'VE. COULD'VE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115201996802648940?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115201996802648940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115201996802648940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115201996802648940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115201996802648940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-know-i-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115193540340024171</id><published>2006-07-03T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T22:09:01.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;youth day(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with &lt;strong&gt;hani, felicia, feliisa&lt;/strong&gt; had a lot of fun chatting, eating and cutting hair. well, only the fel's cut their hair. so right here, on feelingorange.blogspot.com, you will see their whole new transformation :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;removing of locks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 558px; HEIGHT: 412px" height="496" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3504.jpg" width="624" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cut and blowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 555px; HEIGHT: 462px" height="509" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3506.jpg" width="590" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stying... DRAGONBALL. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 553px; HEIGHT: 450px" height="514" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3509.jpg" width="643" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, felicia, hani, felissa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 553px; HEIGHT: 455px" height="530" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3510.jpg" width="675" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we were there, they were having the world's largest chocolate bar at plaza! can you imagine how excited i was. it was KIT KAT. omg i was like ahh. i want it. and we were thinking how they were gonna eat it. but, IT WAS CHOCOLATE. omygoodness. yes. here's a picture worthy chocolate alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 554px; HEIGHT: 379px" height="563" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3500.jpg" width="682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 559px; HEIGHT: 465px" height="527" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3502.jpg" width="661" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ambrosia :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;junwei korkor's farewell (sam) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wendy, huilin, jenn, me, amy jiejie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 563px; HEIGHT: 440px" height="547" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3491.jpg" width="674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;london bridge ;D haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 564px; HEIGHT: 441px" height="540" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3486.jpg" width="691" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wife&amp;him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 563px; HEIGHT: 462px" height="544" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3496.jpg" width="686" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mistress&amp;him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 560px; HEIGHT: 455px" height="534" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3497.jpg" width="673" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousins :D ( i was laughing hur)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 569px; HEIGHT: 471px" height="562" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3495.jpg" width="678" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;misc:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid fat lizard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 573px; HEIGHT: 431px" height="489" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3498.jpg" width="645" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunset; highrise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 566px; HEIGHT: 447px" height="523" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3482.jpg" width="661" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you're my blue skies. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 566px; HEIGHT: 484px" height="550" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3485.jpg" width="663" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad i'm in Crescent.&lt;br /&gt;and that leads me to say that regardless the path i take, i'm glad the Lord put me there. because i'm sure that there was a plan and i'm slowly understanding why i ended up here. some things just take time to reveal. and maybe things might not go your way most of the time. there are people i met, things i finally realised. quite glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking home is a good thing-serenity. ask me why ronaldo's fat when you see me okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nostalgia's overrated; Realization's sweet.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115193540340024171?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115193540340024171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115193540340024171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115193540340024171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115193540340024171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/youth-day-went-out-with-hani-felicia.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115184479342237735</id><published>2006-07-02T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T20:53:13.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i forgot to say this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEN! (CHEEHOONGKORKOR. HAPPY NOW? ANYTHING DURING YOUR BIRTHDAY) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, by the way. the brazil and england team that lost in the world cup, is actually a good thing in a way. i mean you get to see other teams perform. england sucks. but not seeing brazil in the semi's is QUITE refreshing don'cha think? and oh, by the way. i do not hate brazil. in fact i quite like the team quite a bit. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;green &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;is nice :D weird weird thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115184479342237735?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115184479342237735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115184479342237735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115184479342237735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115184479342237735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-forgot-to-say-this-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115183156340085610</id><published>2006-07-02T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T17:20:37.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Stars are blind-Paris Hilton&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jvg6VF7s8jU" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can hardly hear lyrics actually. and the vid's actually boring. it's the usual, paris style. all over the guy. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind spending some time&lt;br /&gt;Just hanging here with you&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I don't find too many guys&lt;br /&gt;That treat me like you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those other guys all wanna take me for a ride&lt;br /&gt;But when I walk their talk is suicide&lt;br /&gt;Some people never get beyond their stupid pride&lt;br /&gt;But you can see the real me inside&lt;br /&gt;And I'm satisfied, oh no, ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the gods are crazy&lt;br /&gt;Even though the stars are blind&lt;br /&gt;If you show me real love baby&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make you nice and naughty&lt;br /&gt;Be the devil and angel too&lt;br /&gt;Got a heart and soul and body&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what this love can do&lt;br /&gt;Baby i'm perfect for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love, ohh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be your confidante&lt;br /&gt;Just one of your girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;But I know that love's what you want&lt;br /&gt;If tomorrow the world ends&lt;br /&gt;Why shouldn't we be with the one we really love?&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me who have you been dreaming of&lt;br /&gt;At night at home? oh no, ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the gods are crazy&lt;br /&gt;Even though the stars are blind&lt;br /&gt;If you show me real love baby&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make you nice and naughty&lt;br /&gt;Be the devil and angel too&lt;br /&gt;Got a heart and soul and body&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what this love can do&lt;br /&gt;Baby i'm perfect for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me for feeling&lt;br /&gt;This moment is critical&lt;br /&gt;Might be me feeling&lt;br /&gt;It could get physical, oh no, no no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the gods are crazy&lt;br /&gt;Even though the stars are blind&lt;br /&gt;If you show me real love baby&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make you nice and naughty&lt;br /&gt;Be the devil and angel too&lt;br /&gt;Got a heart and soul and body&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what this love can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what this love can do&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm perfect for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm perfect for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the gods are crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the stars are blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the gods are crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the stars are blind&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now one favourite person (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115183156340085610?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115183156340085610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115183156340085610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115183156340085610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115183156340085610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/stars-are-blind-paris-hilton-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115176960460668046</id><published>2006-07-01T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T00:00:16.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THIS HUGE FAT LIZARD JUST RAN PAST ME AND I AM NOT SLEEPING IN MY ROOM TONIGHT D:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(lizard, i still love you &lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;my two favourite people i saw today (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115176960460668046?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115176960460668046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115176960460668046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115176960460668046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115176960460668046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-huge-fat-lizard-just-ran-past-me.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115167641003605230</id><published>2006-06-30T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T22:06:50.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>apologies for previous post. feeling a lot better now (: i apologize to people whom i was ranting to just now for i was in a very ______ mood. i'm very sorry. keon, adel, jem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANYWAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures are here. (: &lt;strong&gt;youth day&lt;/strong&gt; is highly amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall atmosphere (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="382" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3439.jpg" width="525" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 521px; HEIGHT: 419px" height="529" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3440.jpg" width="643" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;louisa's happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 522px; HEIGHT: 439px" height="492" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3441.jpg" width="591" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiamin with no contacts. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 517px; HEIGHT: 430px" height="528" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3443.jpg" width="665" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr cool dude. so retro man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 520px; HEIGHT: 434px" height="469" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3444.jpg" width="569" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr LEO LEE WEI JIAN is on the far left. my chem teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 510px; HEIGHT: 432px" height="529" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3448.jpg" width="635" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rooftop lovers; the one on the left is my amath teacher. miss EILEEN LIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 502px; HEIGHT: 418px" height="535" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3455.jpg" width="629" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the two male teachers. i only know that the guy on the left is mr SEBASTIAN GOH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 502px; HEIGHT: 398px" height="485" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3457.jpg" width="644" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard MUCH about the SCIENCE teacher. i like his shirt though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 505px; HEIGHT: 415px" height="548" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3464.jpg" width="596" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chem teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; HEIGHT: 451px" height="499" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3469.jpg" width="582" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lao shi is hiding behind. far right. hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 497px; HEIGHT: 447px" height="494" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3471.jpg" width="587" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to chani airport today! was fun walking from terminal two to terminal one. i love the airport. singapore airport rocks like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;popeye's! the food was pretty good! i loved the chicken. definitely better than kfc. plus, they had this really cool shrimp pop corn burger! very interestingly nice. and adelene and i love the fries. keon just eats it all up. ahha the mash potato was nice too! the coke just wasn't cold. yum all thanks to ****** right adelene! prices a LITTLE steep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 497px; HEIGHT: 510px" height="538" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3474.jpg" width="622" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;milk biscuits with jam. tastes a bit like dough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 503px; HEIGHT: 490px" height="525" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3475.jpg" width="589" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scenery taken in cab (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 502px; HEIGHT: 479px" height="509" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3478.jpg" width="562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;junior camp last day&lt;/strong&gt; (random pictures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 491px; HEIGHT: 444px" height="529" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3425.jpg" width="589" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very nice picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3427.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiyun and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 501px; HEIGHT: 357px" height="504" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3436.jpg" width="682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qingyang taupoked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 504px; HEIGHT: 385px" height="528" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3430.jpg" width="585" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always told jeryl i'd post this up. and now i'm doing that. really random pic out of no where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 489px; HEIGHT: 428px" height="537" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3393.jpg" width="638" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nj people just came back from obs and it ALWAYS reminds me of my obs experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;marshall, i love you guys loads. &lt;/strong&gt;wouldn't have wanted to do it with anyone else :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 518px; HEIGHT: 465px" height="686" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/P1170077.jpg" width="894" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the entire photolog. (:&lt;br /&gt;(i actually wanted to upload the MT department vid, but i can't seem to do so. will try another time!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115167641003605230?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115167641003605230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115167641003605230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115167641003605230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115167641003605230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/apologies-for-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115166872194500513</id><published>2006-06-30T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T19:58:41.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm getting cranky again today. been very cranky for the past three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually have pictures to load, but maybe later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115166872194500513?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115166872194500513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115166872194500513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115166872194500513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115166872194500513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-getting-cranky-again-today.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115159176087242275</id><published>2006-06-29T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T23:12:14.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tuition &lt;strong&gt;4 &lt;/strong&gt;times a week is not sane. i'm not even taking my 'O's yet.&lt;br /&gt;now that, would make you one very very very cranky person. the understatement of "i've got no life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i've always been wanting to mention this.&lt;br /&gt;go do my johari window! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?view=JOYCHENG"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?view=JOYCHENG&lt;/a&gt; (thanks in advance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isabella lin, you take care of your allergy okay. since you can no longer eat the amazing krispy kreme doghnuts, you can donate to the needy. (namely, adelene and i) you'll make our lessons much more interesting. afterall, you've eating MUCH of the many you started with. adelene and i are so astute when it came to deducing the root of you're really weird problem. so your payment shall be in krispy kremes. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/deeemp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hunting for popeye!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem was interesting today because we had to wear goggles. mr (leo) lee was very particular about it. even though some of them had like specs. but that's besides the point! the purple manganate and the orange iodide i think is very pretty when spilt! i sneaked a picture when he like was nearing. i think he knew. but such a pretty colour. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 474px; HEIGHT: 307px" height="424" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/selflovers000.jpg" width="610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's pretty right! (:&lt;br /&gt;(disclaimer: i didn't PURPOSELY spill it. it was spilt due to a messed up dropper)&lt;br /&gt;-taken by handphone cam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, obs pictures are at the links area. all in a rolly thing. enjoy that. i like to see all the pictures roll on simultaneously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO MASS RUN TOMORROW :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;some things that crease a smile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i recently uploaded my handphone pictures. so i decided to post them up. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 499px; HEIGHT: 372px" height="410" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/DSC00301.jpg" width="547" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lowve and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 497px; HEIGHT: 367px" height="434" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/selflovers002.jpg" width="569" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emi ideal boyfriend height leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 489px; HEIGHT: 375px" height="426" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/selflovers001.jpg" width="568" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camille and i after clean up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 489px; HEIGHT: 355px" height="396" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/selflovers005.jpg" width="557" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after chimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 505px; HEIGHT: 375px" height="423" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/selflovers008.jpg" width="565" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when sarah was back (: i miss that girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/selflovers012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felicia lim min, the nerd. highly unlikely though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 509px; HEIGHT: 373px" height="394" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/selflovers003.jpg" width="550" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newphew boyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 509px; HEIGHT: 373px" height="451" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/selflovers011.jpg" width="598" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiaxue used to have this tongue memme so i made my niece try it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 506px; HEIGHT: 406px" height="443" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/selflovers025.jpg" width="573" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chuyun's hardly shy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 514px; HEIGHT: 422px" height="435" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/selflovers018.jpg" width="530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, self shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115159176087242275?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115159176087242275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115159176087242275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115159176087242275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115159176087242275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/tuition-4-times-week-is-not-sane.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115150490975623151</id><published>2006-06-28T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T22:33:20.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;wipe away the tears and keep on running, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you wuss&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no one's waiting; no ones caring.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate the fact that i trust too much, i hope too much, and i dream too much.&lt;br /&gt;when most of the time, it's like denial. so, you kinda can't blame me for being a pessemist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(note to self: don't let last year repeat.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;em&gt;was &lt;/em&gt;an optimist.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ironies of life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. seeing fake adiddas shoes being sold outside an adiddas boutique&lt;br /&gt;2. seeing a food festival advertisment beside a slimming advertisment&lt;br /&gt;3. seeing a Xando pamphlet passed together with a Planet Fitness pamphlet&lt;br /&gt;4. someone liking all the mistakes in another person&lt;br /&gt;5. men and women to be equal, but on the grooming scale it's two world's apart.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my standard of english is dropping. i'm slowly forgetting all traces of grammar and punctuation. very, very bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new skin :D nice cheery colour. i like it. i like apple red happiness quite a bit. influenced by junior camp. &lt;:) i'm scared of people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VS GUYS ARE WEIRD.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(making too general a statement. WHOLLY inferred by seeing mr lee. but i know that there are definitely nice, unweird VS guys so yeah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;em&gt;disagree&lt;/em&gt; that the teachers are hot. some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy ben&amp;amp;jerrys quite a bit. it's becoming a habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my physics teacher is &lt;em&gt;definitely pregnant&lt;/em&gt; and she does'nt want to admit to us. she calls us kiasu you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think mrs chia is very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#$%^ :D &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115150490975623151?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115150490975623151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115150490975623151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115150490975623151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115150490975623151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/wipe-away-tears-and-keep-on-running.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115141291819393281</id><published>2006-06-27T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T20:55:18.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teachers</title><content type='html'>somethings happened in school today, and i &lt;em&gt;just &lt;/em&gt;had to blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. during class interaction. we had class interaction with mr lee. the new chem teacher. you know, the one who's really stiff and totally dao. and like, doesn't really answer your question when you ask something like "hi mr lee! is there class interaction during assembly today?" yeah. he just shrugged. so nice right. the first day when he came into class. he sat by the class table and saw us joking around and laughing while miss pham was doing some admin. and he was just a little shocked from his face. i still think he's facing some form of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;culture shock&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today me and jeanne were changing at the back. he walked in and walked out. i think he knew we were changing. oh well. and today we were talking about nice wonderful delicious delectable food. he just sat down there and laughed at us. really &lt;em&gt;that's &lt;/em&gt;class interaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we about to leave, he was like staying there till we packed and everything and wanted us to &lt;strong&gt;"close the windows"&lt;/strong&gt;. HM. no comments there. but yeah. &lt;strong&gt;"remember to take home all your valuables"&lt;/strong&gt; okay. ultimate already. i think mr lee think's we're weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, i had this maskin tape on my shirt with the usual nonsensical words "I STOLE GLANCES ACROSS THE ROOM" and he asked me what's that. i'm like uhh. okay. and i just took it off. imagine explaining to a male teacher what the maskin tape was for. chem is so gonna be &lt;em&gt;fun. &lt;/em&gt;yay. i don't understand why he likes things to be done in a certain way suited to him. or so i get this feeling. our class doesn't really fit that image honestly. we're more of the, OH LITERATURE NEW IDEAS FREE EXPRESSION class. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's hope he's &lt;em&gt;nice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i was at the foyer waiting for my mum to fetch me to tuition and i heard this sec one girl saying this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"mr ______ is my science teacher! OMG HE SUPER SHUAI LA! HE SUPER SHUAI SUPER SHUAI!"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know what to say. i'm still shocked. and i don't know what to say. next question is, &lt;s&gt;is he &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; type? and are &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; his type?&lt;/s&gt; irrelevant. i don't get why they're hyping over shuai he is. honestly, i don't even know who he is. i am still in shocked about the hyperventilation. they were doing it openly! i couldn't help but notice. imagine if he stood behind them. HUR. _______ just said he was hot. shall see tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually have obs pictures already! shall post up tomorrow then. i'm kinda lazy today. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115141291819393281?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115141291819393281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115141291819393281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115141291819393281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115141291819393281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/teachers.html' title='teachers'/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115133274031883019</id><published>2006-06-26T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T22:39:03.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School re-opens once again. the feeling of being busy. i don't like holidays for one simple reason; i think too much. thinking too much isn't good. takes up too much energy and emotions. way too much of it. but yet, i want the holidays so bad cause i need a break. i don't exactly like to be confronted by thoughts of what ifs and regret because that is my greatest fear. it has haunted me before, just that all along i just want to be reassured my make/made the right decision or my current consequence is good/bad or is it just in my own fault? but then again; &lt;em&gt;what's&lt;/em&gt; the right decision?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, it's just nice to leave it in God's hands because he's had something planned for us out there. it's just how we're gonna handle the situation and whether we would trust Him enough to just move on. (: &lt;em&gt;a year ago and still learning. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;we've had some switch in teachers in this new semester. i was especially irked at the fact that C2 didn't need to have a change in teacher whilst G2 on the other hand had to go with a change. i kind of feel this biasness towards C2 by giving them the more experienced (noticed i used the word experienced) teacher. i've nothing against a new teacher (a new experience is actually not that bad), but being the weaker class accademically, shouldn't we get the &lt;s&gt;better&lt;/s&gt; more experienced teachers then? we after all need their experience and expertise to help us cope. mr loh (AHHHH MR LOH. gonna miss all his logic for a math man!) gave the reason that he had to give up G2 because he was taking a sec 4 G class. made a whole lot of sense to me. i still can't get the reason why we have had this switch in chem teacher when to start of with, C2 was the one without the chemistry teacher. i cannot say that this new chem teacher is without experience because he has taught in many schools. however having a switch in teacher means having a switch in teaching styles which is quite irritating also. &lt;strong&gt;oh well&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;adapt. i'm just sore about the biasness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 cheers to the fact that we end school at 12.45 on fridays. &lt;/strong&gt;i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;the cows from nj are on pulau ubin. and so is lavania. D: sad sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hangin'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115133274031883019?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115133274031883019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115133274031883019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115133274031883019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115133274031883019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/school-re-opens-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115124982096437820</id><published>2006-06-25T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T23:37:00.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I WANT TO TAKE PHILOSOPHY. &lt;/strong&gt;my reason is a very simple . feel free to ask if you wanna know. i feel it's not for me to put it up on my blog. just ask! don't be shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to live a &lt;strong&gt;HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL &lt;/strong&gt;lifestyle. disney channel shows are so feel good they actually make you feel so bad about your life. now, that sucks. you have this really weird warm feeling and you suddenly feel sad. because, partly you got school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me, if you dare. says:&lt;br /&gt;DID YOU WATCH HIGHSCHOOL!?&lt;br /&gt;OMG LA.&lt;br /&gt;SO FEEL GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;i felt like leaving their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh snap out of it. says:&lt;br /&gt;ME TOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me, if you dare. says:&lt;br /&gt;I WAS LIKE!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO LIVE THEIR LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GO LIVE THERE.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO CRY.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE DISNEY ITS SO FREAKING FEEL GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh snap out of it. says:&lt;br /&gt;YAH ! LIKE LIKE LIKE DREAM LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me, if you dare. says:&lt;br /&gt;AHHH I WANT ALSO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(conversation between me and lavania)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you ah, gabriella is impossibly sweet. i mean too sweet to even handle that it kinda gets pretty irritating. and the main lead guy bolton, he's like so star wars like. honestly, don't you see the resemblence! i'm trying to make myself feel better over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;would you if i do? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115124982096437820?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115124982096437820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115124982096437820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115124982096437820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115124982096437820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-want-to-take-philosophy.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115122427214566743</id><published>2006-06-25T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T16:31:12.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my last week of holidays was spent helping out at junior camp. a wonderful week of washing a number of dishes that can last me for many &lt;em&gt;many &lt;/em&gt;days. i learnt much even as i helped out in washing and putting the kids to sleep at night. i prayed really hard whenever i was in the room. tiredness does horrible things to you. haha. but it was definitely a week well spent :D (milo: half a tin with one and a half tin of condensed milk. DIDJA'KNOW?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my third week of holidays was at dance and at girls night out. dance was wonderfully aching. if you can put it that way. learnt new dances and got to know the juniors. we even had combine in which we made blur pole dance. girls night out was much fun and learning how to have a &lt;em&gt;gentle and quiet spirit. &lt;/em&gt;a third week, great :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second week was a week of slacking and staying at home rotting. should have gone out to catch up with friends or something. was a very slow sluggardish week but it was fine i guess. put on a lot of weight that week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first week was at OBS. i've done that post before already and i don't regret going for obs at all because there was crescent`marshall 06. heart you guys :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now it's back to school. it's horrible really when i haven't completed my english or my social studies. awfully wonderful. bittersweet going-back-to-school feeling. and the nj people have disappeared to OBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LAVANIA RENGARAJOO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WILL MISS YOU HEN DUO HEN DUO HEN DUO.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;HAVE FUN AND OBS AND THE ANTS WON'T BITE YOU.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;JUST SPRAY A LOT OF REPELLENT. DON'T BUY THE OFF BRAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;BRING A CAP. IT'S IMPORTANT. IF NOT YOU MIGHT END UP WITH A BURNT SCALP LIKE ADELENE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ALSO MUST BRING LIP BALM IF NOT YOU WILL HAVE WONDERFUL LUSCIOUS LIPS.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;HUR. TAKE CARE AND YOU WILL LOVE OBS SO MUCH THAT YOU MIGHT CRY.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;HOPE TO SEE A DARKER HOTTER YOU!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I WILL MISS YOU MANY DEAR! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;LOVE JOYCEHH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;applies to all the nj people. to see a tanner, hotter you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'cause I'm hanging on every word you say now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you don't wanna speak tonight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's all right, all right with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want &lt;strong&gt;nothing more than sitting outside heaven's door&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;listen to you breathing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's where I wanna be yeah. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-love me, if you dare.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115122427214566743?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115122427214566743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115122427214566743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115122427214566743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115122427214566743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-last-week-of-holidays-was-spent.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115107854619979493</id><published>2006-06-23T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T00:02:26.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>let me tell you about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;peggy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. she's a very interesting individual. speaks maturely for her age as a p5 girl. i went in at siesta. and she asked me this question. "&lt;strong&gt;who do you think is stronger. guys or girls?&lt;/strong&gt;" i was quite shocked at her question because most of the girls kinda spoke about their soft toys, their pets, what they like, who they are in school and etc. and i was like, okayy. well, i think that guys were made to be physically stronger but girls can be emotionally stronger also. and she replied me saying that it really depends on each individual. well, even though those questions were from pastor mitch according to her but the fact that she took much thought to it was really different. when shiyun came at night she was like saying that she spoke quite maturely for a p5 girl. and it was really cute that all of them were relating all the jokes during the morning session where i was in the room doing work and outside, the kids roaring with laughter. it's actually quite funny. very witty :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breathing-Lifehouse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found a long way back to sanity again&lt;br /&gt;Though I don't really know what I'm gonna do&lt;br /&gt;When I get there...&lt;br /&gt;Take a breath and hold on tight&lt;br /&gt;And spin around one more time&lt;br /&gt;And gracefully fall back to the arms of grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm &lt;em&gt;hanging on every word you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;And even if you don't wanna speak tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's alright, alright with me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I want &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing &lt;/em&gt;more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Than to sit outside Heaven's door&lt;br /&gt;And listen to you breathing&lt;br /&gt;It's where I wanna be, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Where I wanna be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking past the shadows in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Into the truth and I'm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trying to identify the voices in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;God, I wish it were you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let me feel one more time what it&lt;br /&gt;Feels like to feel and&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;break these callouses off of me one more time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm &lt;em&gt;hanging on every word you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;And even if you don't wanna speak tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's alright, alright with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'Cause I want &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt; more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Than to sit outside your door&lt;br /&gt;And listen to you breathing&lt;br /&gt;It's where I wanna be, yeah-ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want a thing from you&lt;br /&gt;I bet you're tired of me&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the scratch to fall off&lt;br /&gt;Of your table to the ground...&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I just wanna be here now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm &lt;em&gt;hanging on every word you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;And even if you don't wanna speak tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's alright, alright with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'Cause I want &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt; more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Than to sit outside Heaven's door&lt;br /&gt;And listen to you breathing&lt;br /&gt;It's where I wanna be, yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm &lt;em&gt;hanging on every word you say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And even if you don't wanna speak tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's alright, alright with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'Cause I want &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt; more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than to sit outside Heaven's door&lt;br /&gt;And listen to you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;breathing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's where I wanna be, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Where I wanna be...&lt;br /&gt;Where I wanna be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i actually like the drums of this song or actually the entire beat. i also like the chorus a lot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had sunday school class outing in the middle of camp on thursday. yay &lt;em&gt;blading&lt;/em&gt; rocks :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115107854619979493?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115107854619979493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115107854619979493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115107854619979493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115107854619979493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/let-me-tell-you-about-peggy.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115094809860120031</id><published>2006-06-22T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T11:48:18.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some random thoughts from helping out at junior camp:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing homework here, is productive. but currently, this morning when i have a lot of time, my mind is just a piece of blank. blank. blank. coffee helped it much better though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chilli chips are just my ambrosia in the middle of the night and it's just amazingly good. ask yuwen joel and qingyang. okay qingyang's just eating his abalone maggi mee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuwen just went down to hunt for sugar toast. she's like tired and sick but would do anything for sugar toast. it's good man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping in the lift lobby is a first, but a really amazing experience! very shiok to sleep there. i got so high just at a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think camps make you tired and madly high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared of this group of p4 girls. they're kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the p5 girls on the second floor are really nice people and they are very cute actually. they actually want to sleep and replenish their never ending amount of energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this girl gave me two lime sweets. i was really tired then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuwen just brought up sugar toast. yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, ss is just disgusting. i still got SBQ and two more SEQs i'll attempt english to make myself feel a lot more better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got sunday school class outing today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got chimes outing tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm dead, i'm just busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuwen just told me jolene is not coming today. siesta with the kiddos. i love the p5s. focus on that. hur. shiyun's gonna come today and she's gonna handle them. they love her of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"ask less questions and you'll be told less lies, accept what cannot be changed."&lt;/em&gt; quoted.&lt;br /&gt;i actually believe that's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay gotta help out at lunch now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115094809860120031?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115094809860120031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115094809860120031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115094809860120031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115094809860120031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/some-random-thoughts-from-helping-out.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115086074593662353</id><published>2006-06-21T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T11:32:25.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello world! i'm currently helping out at junior camp, and i'm learning much. just that i don't know what is happening in the world out there. update me yeah! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i want to update on holiday hw at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's left&lt;br /&gt;1.english compo, newspaper, comprehension&lt;br /&gt;2. ss (A LOT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115086074593662353?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115086074593662353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115086074593662353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115086074593662353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115086074593662353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello-world-im-currently-helping-out.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115064361078661523</id><published>2006-06-18T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T23:13:30.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just wanna update by saying that i might disappear for a week. i'll be helping out at junior camp (: and with that, i conclude by saying, i haven't completed TONS of homework. but it'll all be done in good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's left:&lt;br /&gt;english-compo/compre(tys)/grammar worksheets&lt;br /&gt;chem-tys/wb&lt;br /&gt;physics-tys/wb&lt;br /&gt;ss-just work in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, decent? i don't know hopefully am able to complete it some how. &lt;em&gt;somehow. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115064361078661523?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115064361078661523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115064361078661523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115064361078661523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115064361078661523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-wanna-update-by-saying-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115056002944175691</id><published>2006-06-17T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T00:00:29.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;the jap food today was good. &lt;/strong&gt;my goodness. have you ever heard of cheese tofu. okay now since i've told you, you know. it's like you spread it on baquet (is that how you spell it?) and you add a little honey and blueberry jam. totally wonderfully great. I had like softshell crab and potato with this a tangy sauce. the crab was so good, there was actually meat and you couldn't really taste the stupid shells. i also had the california handroll which was equally good. and to top it off, i had beef. terriyaki beef which was so tender and tasty. are you drooling yet? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JEM. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(if you ever see it)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115056002944175691?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115056002944175691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115056002944175691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115056002944175691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115056002944175691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/jap-food-today-was-good.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115047195500303286</id><published>2006-06-16T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T23:32:35.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/Sunset1A.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture taken by my uncle. nice right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115047195500303286?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115047195500303286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115047195500303286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115047195500303286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115047195500303286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/picture-taken-by-my-uncle.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115046799931859506</id><published>2006-06-16T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T22:26:39.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from girls night out! a great two days i must say :D (too lazy to elaborate at the moment) just got back from church from wrapping presents. and mum went to uh. ice the cake. yeah. and the steeple is really pretty. (is that how you spell it?) but anyway. i was so extremely tired and already dying during tuition today i nearly slept. we were doing coordinate geomatry. how REMOTELY exciting can that get. we did all the 6 star question or whatever mrs yeo likes to call it. (oh if you didn't know, i got a new math tuition teacher her name is mrs yeo. and apparently all my cousins swear by it. and i reluctantly go twice a week for two and a half hours at a go i usually am all grumpy after that. today wasn't any better that i was actually tired)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FINALLY got the cold play X&amp;Y album. &lt;/strong&gt;i know i'm slow, but yeah i got it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure it'll grow on you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to rush homework since i'm gonna help out at camp. &lt;s&gt;i'm sure&lt;/s&gt; i'll be able to complete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_____________ :D &lt;/strong&gt;eyes have oxygen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kennysia.com/archives/2006/06/how_to_make_you.php#comments"&gt;pads and soccer balls&lt;/a&gt; what do they have in common? haha check it out :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;quiet and gentle spirit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115046799931859506?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115046799931859506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115046799931859506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115046799931859506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115046799931859506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-from-girls-night-out-great-two.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115034796301022772</id><published>2006-06-15T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T13:06:03.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 466px; HEIGHT: 290px" height="363" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/loveyou.jpg" width="555" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/covergirl2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 468px; HEIGHT: 329px" height="493" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3304.jpg" width="646" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kialeng and me in the mirror shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it's a little late, but bonds outing pic :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8qVaeVVdImk" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fix you-Coldplay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you try your best, but you don't succeed&lt;br /&gt;When you get what you &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt;, but &lt;em&gt;not what you need&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stuck in reverse&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the tears come streaming down your face&lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you can't replace&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone, but it goes to waste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Could it be worse?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;I will try to fix &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High up above or down below&lt;br /&gt;When you &lt;em&gt;too in love to let it go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you never try you'll never know&lt;br /&gt;Just watch and learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears streaming, down your face&lt;br /&gt;When you lose something, you cannot replace&lt;br /&gt;Tears streaming, down your face and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears streaming down your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I promise you I will learn from my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Tears stream down your face and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;I will try fix &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(is there still coldplay concert tickets? going for girls night out today :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115034796301022772?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115034796301022772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115034796301022772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115034796301022772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115034796301022772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/kialeng-and-me-in-mirror-shot-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-115020248512941742</id><published>2006-06-13T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T20:41:26.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;back from dance stayover&lt;/strong&gt; if you didn't know that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me give you a nice excerpt from calling last night :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gloria: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey _________(won't put name due to certain cirbumstances)&lt;br /&gt;i think you're a hottie&lt;br /&gt;i know you play rugby&lt;br /&gt;you make me go crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_______: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gloria: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no it's true really! joyce showed me your picture and i think you're really hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_______:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you really should have heard gloria say it. honestly, it's sheer entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;michelle: &lt;/strong&gt;hey i'm pretty and i'm joyce's lesbian girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;______: &lt;/strong&gt;oh okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;michelle: &lt;/strong&gt;aren't you happy for us? i think joyce is really hot and she gave me a ring! we got together last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that one was a little ______ because, all of them were, oh. okay. some reactions were priceless though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note: i'm straight, and it was a prank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's one more really funny one but not to be put up on my very family oriented blog ;) ask me if you want to. guess who came up with the idea? (clue: not me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INJURIES: &lt;/strong&gt;leg burn, calf aching like mad that i can hardly walk, back aching like mad, shoulder aching like mad, cuts here and there, big big bruise, buttache, thigh ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;NIGHTLINE/WATERBOMBS/PRANKING :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learnt this new hip hoppish dance. VERY COOL LEH! i totally love it. &lt;strong&gt;1,2,3,GO! &lt;/strong&gt;and the song starts. i totally love this dance. learnt another new dance. very, emotive. yes. and we're like dancing on cloth. but when you do it on floor, it's totally painful. i think if we actually do it properly, it'll be nice. IF we do it properly. spiral spiral spiral. ouch :D slip slip slip wohhhhh. bang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to sec1s: please show a little bit more effort? some of you are okay but it's not very fun to tell the rest where you went wrong like half the time, but take the effort to try to remember at least where the direction is? i know you guys can do it(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-115020248512941742?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/115020248512941742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=115020248512941742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115020248512941742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/115020248512941742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-from-dance-stayover-if-you-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114994289676981371</id><published>2006-06-10T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T20:34:57.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HEART MELT SERIES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/HEARTMELT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I LOVE YOU LAVANIA! i'll miss you too when you disappear at the land of no civilisation. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/photo7049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HENNEY! Joyce (yap) likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niece and nephew in the kawaii pose. i mean, they're more kawaii than all the jap girls put together!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IHADTOSAVETHIS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOBUTA! quite nice la. actually, funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't resize anything, you gotta see it in full! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114994289676981371?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114994289676981371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114994289676981371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114994289676981371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114994289676981371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/heart-melt-series-i-love-you-lavania.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114985592192296602</id><published>2006-06-09T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T20:25:41.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today had school, but during chem, we got hungry (we being adelene, keon bell and I) So, we headed off down to town. As usual, we COULDN'T make up our mind as to where we wanted to it. We had misc cravings from like chawamushi to pizza. But the thing is that i ate chawamushi yesterday night already. So we got on to 111 and got of at shaw after much hesitation if you put it that way? yeah. Stoned outside there discussing and finally we came to a conclusion to go to wheelock. Got there, wanted to eat Sakae (SA-KA-AYE) but adelene was like, I'm craving for pizza. I suggested Big O. Then we passed by Fish&amp;Co. But we decided Fish&amp;amp;Co. We walked in, finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 533px; HEIGHT: 338px" height="472" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3302.jpg" width="666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHEELOCK FISH&amp;CO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to comment/complain/speak about/inform people about their horrible service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited for a while for them to show us to our seats. We waited for quite some time till they came forward and invited? showed us in. We actually walked right to our seats by ourselves so we kinda thought the waiting was pretty redundant if you think about it when we could have just showed ourselves in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind about that. We got our menus and we slowly decided the food we wanted to order. Good they weren't so effecient on their part at this time cause we were taking an awfully long time. (maybe not we, but keon and bell) We indicated that we wanted to order. Waited for a while, didn't come. Waited some more, didn't come. Adelene RAISED her hand up. (classroom style) Shortly after they came. If I am not wrong, I saw them tending to other people who came later than us. Adelene and I ordered a seafood platter for one and Bell and Keon shared some set thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soup came, and Bell and Keon's salad came. I started digging in. I kinda wondered why Bell and Keon hadn't started eating. After talking for a while, I realised they had no utensils. Keon made some eye contact with the lady and hopefully, she'll realise. But no, she gave them a weird look and yeah they were left without utensils. Adelene raised her hand again and yeah they were given utensils, like finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main course came. In fact it was pretty good. I liked the seafood platter. (probably cause I was awfully hungry) but yeah. The food was pretty okay I guess. The worse part came to paying the bill. We talked for a while before we wanted to get the bill. Well for a good 10 minutes maybe? We were waiting for them to come so that we could tell them to get us the bill. So adelene once again did her raise hand thing. They came, and passed us the bill. Paid, then waited for the change. Woah. I think we waited REALLY LONG. honestly, we waited for really long. It came to a point when we couldn't take it, we walked over to the counter and took the change ourselves. The black thing was lying on the counter with our mints and my change in there. (at least they gave mints :D) but anyway, they made us wait for so long man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right from the start, they treated us as though we were like pepole who couldn't pay for it. Like, okay we're students, but we won't walk into a place we can't pay for right? It's kinda logical if you think of it. If you actually think of it, we are the ones who are gonna like help orchard road's economy! More so for us who have schools near town. Well, at least the guy at the bar there apologized. Maybe they should increase their staff strength also. Honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 544px; HEIGHT: 438px" height="488" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3300.jpg" width="594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought this was cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 533px; HEIGHT: 709px" height="778" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3281.jpg" width="581" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this pic though it's like blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to rush homework. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114985592192296602?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114985592192296602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114985592192296602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114985592192296602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114985592192296602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/today-had-school-but-during-chem-we.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114966533577690686</id><published>2006-06-07T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T22:54:01.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; EDIITTT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I just want to see you guys 10 years down the road; would we hold on?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know whether you'll ever read this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEREMY. EVEN THOUGH YOU'RE REALLY BORED, I THINK YOU NEED NOT RESORT TO WAKING UP AT 8AM IN THE MORNING TO GO TO LEARNING LAB WHEN YOU ACTUALLY DID NOT NEED TO. YOU BEST :D i just had to say that. haha. OH AND LITTLE REMINDER, YOU GOT GUITAR TONIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so bored during the holidays. i'm literally bored to tears man. maybe i'll just go watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOSSOMING GANG WHERE ARE YOU?! TONIGHT MUST CONFERENCE :D iloveyouguys.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/LGCHOCOLATE.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIMME THIS PHONE AND I'LL LOVE YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART :D HONESTLY MAN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://amalissas.blogspot.com"&gt;amalissa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspringfling.livejournal.com"&gt;myspringfling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two pretty cool sites reccomended my ashley. it's their accessories. pretty :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this part is like commercial. haha. &lt;br /&gt;I HAVE WATCHED FINISH NOBUTA PRODUCE. very sweet jap show. go on youtube and search NWP 1-10 there are 10 episodes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learning lab was like ______ today because the replacement teacher was like _______ well, it was funny today because she was being such an irritating person and she kept on going on about body language at one time OH WELL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my next show i'm gonna watch would HAVE to be one three hill. starting from season two. okay i know i'm REALLY LATE D: but yeah not too late to start! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway watching harry potter now. tomorrow got math lessons AND TUITION but there's YPG OUTING AT NIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_________________ :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114966533577690686?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114966533577690686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114966533577690686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114966533577690686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114966533577690686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/ediittt-i-just-want-to-see-you-guys-10.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114956590208600782</id><published>2006-06-06T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T11:51:42.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my testimonials to my watch (even though i said it on thursday night :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HANI JULIYANI: &lt;/strong&gt;hello babe. i just want to say that i love you man! haha. you survived one week without mummy! ground breaking man. honestly. i'm so proud of you doing the inverse tower and the rock wall even though you felt like giving up and even though you felt nauseus. (how do you spell that?) anyway try to love your class cause you'll find the beauty in them soon enough. and thank you for the heart-to-heart talk at the jetty at camp 2. really enjoyed it :D oh when at a height, DO NOT THINK ABOUT WOMEN OF TIMES; won't it be quite distracting? haha. I LOVE YOU MELODRAMA GALGAL. ps: remember bathing session? OH AND BLOSSOMING WAS REALLY GOOD TOO. you won't be in the dilemma okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JO!:&lt;/strong&gt; hello muscle woman. haha. thanks for always carrying all the heavy bags and the stupid blue bins. AND FOOD RATIONING! haha. remember that night we got the food and we were like, oh. chicken curry and mushrooms for dinner. interesting. haha i'm sure you'll make a good foodie planner. haha thank you for stepping up on the first night to crawl in to the creepier side of the basha. thanks for always lending me your CROCS! and also, you're no longer dao and i don't have to avert your eyes anymore. HEH! love you lots! oh i can't forget the bathing session and BLOSSOMING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RACHEL PIKACHIU: &lt;/strong&gt;actually, i still think you look like pikachiu. honestly, you do! HAHAHA anyway. FIRST AND FOREMOST, thank you for supplying us food during obs. REAL FOOD LIKE CHOCOLATES AND CHEESE CRACKERS NEVER TASTED BETTER. haha. also thanks for being the organized noisy person! haha we could use that for obs man (even though your bed was messier and you didn't really make use of the cupboards in place) thank you for making everything so organized and being that cheery person. LOVE YOU MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUEWEI: &lt;/strong&gt;when you become miss crescentian, please thank all your obs mates for predicting it. we predict that suewei, will become miss crescentian. haha a really elegant lady. suewei's really nice! thank you for being so nice. haha. THANK YOU FOR TRUSTING ME TO BELAY YOU. you're the only person i belayed actually for inverse and rock. YOU COMPLETED THE INVERSE TOWER! very very very proud of you. this is your belayer speaking. heh. will never forget the bathing session in which you brought a FACE TOWEL. best. haha love! OH YES I KNOW YOU LIKE THE MEH MEH GAME A LOT. you're one hyper kid girl. you really are. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CYNTHIA THANE @ YUYUMON: &lt;/strong&gt;hello npcc girl. YOU AND DENISE WERE MUCH NEEDED ON THURSDAY NIGHT. i love uniform groups a lot more now. BECAUSE THEY COOKED FOR US. you're the best cook okay! stop laughing at me and jo for starting the solid fuels with fire starters. we do not need that. some people in uniform group know more okay! HAHA. and thank you for all the madness auntiness which never fails to crack me up. oh and also thanks for being that responsible store IC. ps: i will never dare to offend a person like cynthia she'll kill you during kayaking man. AHHA TSKTSK. people go wrong way still scold me and lydia you best. haha but i still love you. didn't you just love the showering session. it's your best birthday ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DENISE THE KNEES: &lt;/strong&gt;another npcc person. wwhew. they're indispensible man. haha the rope thing thanks for helping out man. you guys were good. haha. had a lot of fun zilianing with denise with jo's camera. WHICH WAS QUITE INTRESTING. denise is like, a very wonderful sit around and talk friend. and play the hand game and know alot of games friend. HOW COOL IS THAT LA. haha. thank you for supplying me the mopiko you aunty. i think she's like aunty aunty also. haha. but i love her all the same man. DENISE I LOVE YOU BABE! :D oh thank you for clearing the tins on wed night. love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GUTONG: &lt;/strong&gt;haha this person ah... sigh. CHINESE/KOREAN/JAP DRAMA. WHICH ONE IS IT. haha. i thought she was the all night all day mug type. but! she is also the WATCH A LOT OF TV TYPE. how scary is that. haha hani and gutong and xinliang could just sit there for HOURS ON END talking about their serials. best la. anyway thanks for always going early to the lunching area to set up while the rest of the team is real slow. :D thank you thank you. I LOVE YOU! (even though you'll only say that to xinliang!) hahah! very proud of you that you continued kayaking even though xinliang couldn't already and you were kayaking for the first time! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XINLIANG: &lt;/strong&gt;ANOTHER ONE. CHINESE/KOREAN/JAP/HONGKONG DRAMA. i don't know which one. same like gutong. WATCH A LOT OF TV RIGHT! haha. xinliang is like NATURAL can opener. and you know she and gutong got hidden talent for cooking. heh. anyway THANKS FOR ALWAYS GOING DOWN EARLY WHEN WE ARE ALL SO SLOW D: haha. love ou very much. really liked your determination to want to complete that 1km on the way to camp 2. very proud of you girl! (: haha. after all, gutong loves you. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WENJUN: &lt;/strong&gt;knew you since rgps days already. haha. well, you were noisier since. THANK YOU A LOT MANY MANY MANY for being the few who would go early and set up when the rest of the team was like how slow la. thank you for always offering to help also. thank you for working behind the scenes all the time and being so quiet. REALLY REALLY APPRECIATE IT LOADS MAN! just want to say LOVE YOU LOTS AND I'LL MISS MARSHALL TOO :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NANDHINI: &lt;/strong&gt;nandhini is one psycho quiet cow. even though she took long to warm up to us because we didn't tell her to do anything so she had to take her on initiative to do things. yay we did that to her man. haha i slept next to her on first night! HAHAHA i don't regret sharing my towel man. save another person from bites! and also, she's one very funny person. she has all the lamest jokes which ALWAYS CRACKS ME UP IN A WEIRD WAY I DON'T KONW WHY. haha. she and suewei playing the hai dai game is killer man. can die laughing. haha. thanks for always helping out around the place and i'm sure you'll miss me as much as i miss you! HEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAITENG: &lt;/strong&gt;my climbing partner whom i've misunderstood before camp! hello! OMG. inverse tower was scary but we did it. YOU DID IT! even though you were more afraid than me. i love you! haha we did pretty well at switching positions too! haha. thanks for organizing stuff up in the bunk it was all good :D another crazy chinese seiral person, YOU CAN GO JOIN THE MEDIACORP AND DO SUBTITLES MAN. ahha thanks for being sucha mummy feeding felicia jo denise and i food while we're cleaning the groundsheets. i'm so proud you did the inverse tower and the rock wall. really :D LOVE YOU BABE. (periods garuntee you bathe earlier ;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHUXIAN: &lt;/strong&gt;SHUXY WUXY I LOVE YOU! haha you conqured the rock wall! even though you didn't try out the inverse tower cause there was no time, i'm sure you would have done it too dear! (: just when we were adapting we had to leave obs. and the food. haha. thanks for being a crazy girl brightening up the place. didn't you just love the blossoming session! highly intriguing. THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING AND BEING THE SWEEPER ALONG WITH SHUYUN THE DITZY. love you lots lots lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHUYUN: &lt;/strong&gt;YOU BIMBO ONE. didn't miss us but miss your mr ______. NOT HAPPY AH. aha anyway. i love you man! thanks for injecting all the bimboness to the watch. you're horribly bimbo ditzy. CUT BANGS OKAY! you'll look cooler. she's tweety bird's ahma. don't you think so? i mean that's shuyun. tsktsk help people up when they cap okay! haha tsktsktsk if you don't remember, it was at the bay, and no, we won't cap. anyway mr _______ is one lucky guy. i still can VIVIDLY REMEMBER TWO WEIRD PEOPLE LAUGHING OUTSIDE THE STORE WET FROM SEA WATER. I WONDER WHO'S THE OTHER ONE IF ONE OF THE PERSON IN SUBJECT IS HANI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FELICIA: &lt;/strong&gt;felcia. why i same group as you ah? haha it's a good thing. great you were trying to follow. very proud of you. also proud of you that you RATIONALIZED and CHILLED when you needed to. more than school. heh sorry ah i keep on going on about the fhm house thing. HEH. :D anyway. next time don't be obs instructor when you can be a taitai. i think that might just be your calling in life. REMINDER; PLEASE DO YOUR HOMEWORK. you said you needed that reminder. thanks for always getting everybody to pay attention in our watch. really needed the bimboness. honestly. HEH. school reopen that time right, gonna miss a bimbo friend cause (____ might move us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARSHALL I REALLY LOVE YOU GUYS LOADS LOADS LOADS LOADS LOADS LOADS. WILL TOTALLY MISS THE ENTIRE OBS EXPERIENCE MADE FUN BY YOU GUYS! MS I LOVE YOU! &lt;/strong&gt;uncle raymond and the motorbike; no thanks for the straight face, but the attempt to smile. :D &lt;strong&gt;love marshall loads loads loads. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;crescent; obs06/marshall. 2905-0206&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we need to meet up soon people! parting note, here's a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 517px; HEIGHT: 397px" height="675" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MARSHALL.jpg" width="876" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;left to right: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nandhini, wenjun, suewei, gutong, xinliang, jo, felicia, cynthia, rachel, waiteng hani, shuxian, denise, me. and raymond in front with a very tensed smile. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH I FORGOT TO ADD: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the most welcomed intrusions to our bunk, &lt;em&gt;wan mei and felissa &lt;/em&gt;thank you for joining us for blossoming sessions and sleeping ones for felissa espcially. love you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114956590208600782?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114956590208600782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114956590208600782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114956590208600782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114956590208600782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-testimonials-to-my-watch-even.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114943918583340584</id><published>2006-06-05T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T00:39:45.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was quite a reflective day. i really liked the message today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CARA! I LOVE YOU A LOT. i hope you enjoy your 15th birthday (I'M IN SINGAPORE!) and hope your dial up's okay man. haha i helped you fix already. anyway, hope you get to see _______ on your very special day love! LOVELOVELOVE, JOYCE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singapore is honestly such a small country to meet a new friend through weird circumstances. honestly, HEH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114943918583340584?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114943918583340584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114943918583340584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114943918583340584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114943918583340584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/today-was-quite-reflective-day.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114934305993917170</id><published>2006-06-03T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T21:57:41.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back people! full full week. i bet lavania missed me the most :D i love you dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OBS ROCKED. simply because, i was with &lt;strong&gt;MARSHALL&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we worked together and we did nearly everything together and we really bonded :D love you guys man totally. i'm missing obs and you guys already. feels weird to be at home and not doing much and without anna (raymond) telling you that you were never early but always late for all the activities. HAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAYONE&lt;br /&gt;we reached there. it kinda looked like chalet type, or at least that's what i thought. yeah broke into different groups. &lt;strong&gt;MARSHALL! &lt;/strong&gt;woohoo. didn't really know many people well just smile smile hi hi kinda people. but yeah was excited to meet new people cause by impression they were nice. lunch we had rice, chicken wing, vege, really bland soup with orange or apple. that day we (rachel, jo, shuyun and i) learnt how to tie ropes to tie the poles and barrels (8 poles 4 barrels) to make a raft. was QUITE interesting i might add. it was TOTALLY unstable though. we prepared to stay in the woods for the night. set up the basha. omg la. first night with insects. pretty exciting. at night we were kinda freaked to go into the woods we ended up singing SCHOOL SONG. breaking news or what. we were singing school song when HARDLY ANYONE sings it during assembly. (honestly man) that night was simply sweaty and disgusting. all of us couldn't sleep. drifting in and out. and FELICIA AND SUEWEI HAD BEAUTIFUL SLEEP. anyway that night wasn't good but VERY memorable. i was snatching my towel with nandhini to cover my face that night and my hands were like swollenish from bites D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAYTWO&lt;br /&gt;we did trust falls. we started off with the simple usual ones but itkinda evolved to the fall from a elevated area. i totally never did that before and HONESTLY, I HATE TRUST FALLS. if anything, you can make me rockclimb, swim, run but DON'T MAKE ME DO TRUST FALLS. i'll freak. but that was one thing i acutally did. i was pretty happy actually. friends will hold you on with that stupid plastic. haha. rockclimbing! woohoo. it was totally fn climbing up the wall. starting off was easy. it was just reach. transfer body weight. stick butt up the wall. and the process copies over and over. and then like when you get to the 3/4 mark it gets like scary because you look down and you're so far up. and you wonder whether the belayer will hold on. (i mean thoughts run through your head!) and like the stones get smoother and smaller with lesser grip. (AHHHHH) but thankfully &lt;strong&gt;MARSHALL&lt;/strong&gt; was down there telling you RED ONE BLUE ONE GREEN ONE BEIGE/BROWN ONE. LEFT LEG RIGHT LEG NONONONONO! and thank you JO who's my WONDERFUL BELAYER. and for not letting me fall. thanks :D it's the adrenaline rush when you TOUCH THAT YELLOW ROCK. THAT YELLOW ROCK.&lt;br /&gt;belayer calls&lt;br /&gt;climber: am i on belay?&lt;br /&gt;belayer: -tightens rope till taut-&lt;br /&gt;(no you're not)&lt;br /&gt;climber: that's me&lt;br /&gt;belayer: squeeze check. pull check. instructor check&lt;br /&gt;climber: climbing&lt;br /&gt;belayer: climb on&lt;br /&gt;(SHOULD be something like that)&lt;br /&gt;after rockclimbing we had lunch. oh it's rice, chicken wings and vege and really bland soup with apple or orange, again&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; how predictable, honestly. that night we stayed in the bunk. DO YOU KNOW SUDDENLY HOW COMFORTABLE IT WAS when the first day when we were laying out the mattresses and all we were complaining how digusting the insect shit all around was. and suddenly it was paradise. i slept right through man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAYTHREE&lt;br /&gt;we had wet activities. rafting off. we taught the team how to tie ropes and all. then we took a pretty long time to like tie up the raft. had two hours to do so. and when we went down, we were the last team to like start. and we had to no more holders to do it one we just had to make do with barrels which were ROLLING ALL OVER THE PLACE. we came up with this really cool design. hey it was really good if you saw it, not bragging our anything! we rocked okay! until another team had to &lt;s&gt;copy&lt;/s&gt; follow our idea ;) like the last 40 minutes we realised we couldn't fit barrels we started untying and retying but it was all in good time. go team! while doing it we were like, aiyah sink then sink la. won't die one sink as a team la. then it was good we all floated baby! woohoo. rafted out and back. we had to untie it. we were like CAN WE TAKE A PICTURE OR KEEP IT. and they were like, no no no ... ... sadness. but oh well. it's fun. then it was cynthia's birthday. we sang this birthday song for her and i think many poeple heard it. HEY CYNTHIA IT WAS YOUR BEST BIRTHDAY OKAY! i insist. :D lunched. rice, chicken win vege with bland soup &lt;em&gt;again. &lt;/em&gt;we packed up and prepared to move over to camp 2 for the night to prepare for the sea expedition. we went to kayak from camp one to camp two. did capsizing drills at the bay and did the rescuing excersies also. i didn't have to cap :D just did more rescuing and all. got to the camp 2 did jetty jump. twice! it was fun. the salt water rushes up your face and like it's disgustingly fun. haha mid air for that moment before gravity drags you down. cooked. it was probably the best meal in the entire camp time man. we had curry chicken and mushroom and rice. who's our cook? CYNTHIA! can opener? xinliang and jo! naturals man. haha. we gathered around this pot and metal tins eating and laughing away. and I JUST FOUND OUT THAT YOU HAD TO PUT COLGATE BELOW THE TINS SO THAT THERE WON'T BE SOOT UNDERNEATH IT. thank goodness we had uniform groups in our team. cynthia was laughing at me and jo for using fire starters to start the solid fuel tablets. okay stop laughing we know it was dumb. I MUST MUST TELL YOU THE SHOWERING EXPERIENCE WITH JO, SUEWEI, HANI AND CYNTHIA. the toilets at the camp were far off from the sleeping area. we bathed real late. and we bathed at the men's toilet cause we were so scared of the dark in general. and it was so extremely funny that we washed our hair outside together singing and then went in to wash our bodies la. we kept on talking and talking and talking. suewei brought a towel. A FACE TOWEL WHICH WAS 15 by 15 to CLEAN UP. haha she best. we shared a towel and the entire bathing thing was very funny. i walked out to wear my shirt and all and we heard voices and i was like panicking. i kept on tugging my trackpants and AHHHHHHHHHing away and jo had to laugh. THANKS AH. and then cynthia hani and jo hid in the cubicles la. and just when i pulled my pants up people then walked in. what nice friends they are. the jetty at camp two is really very nice. sat there with hani and then lydia came along. we saw the singapore coastline and we really missed civilsation/home in general ahh. slept in zinc ish huts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/OURRAFT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raft design :D (black lines the poles, yellow the barrels)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAYFOUR&lt;br /&gt;sea expedition. woke up at like 5.30 i think and prepared. then had stomache. me and hani went to the _______ toilets to relieve ourselves. and you knwo what. MY ______ REFUSED TO MOVE WHEN I FLUSHED. you didn't wanna know what happened next. it shall remain between me and hani. i was going omgomgomgomgomgomg. HAHAHA. i was partnering lydia! woohoo. we totally rock man. early in the morning we saw a jelly fish washed up the beach. quite pretty. not pretty to touch though. started off and we saw crescent people. it was like CIVILSATION. happiness. we continued kayaking. a very amusing experience. i would be like kayaking then so tired then breakk.. then we keep on hitting people. so we decided to either stay RIGHT BEHIND or RIGHT IN FRONT. i was like steer right and lydia would do left and i would be like NONONONONONO! crash. ahha very funny indeed to be in the kayak for 6 hours and suddenly lose your sense of right and left. we came to this point were there were tonns of dead fish. and were were like NO WE CAN'T CAP HERE. CAMP ANYWHERE ELSE BUT NOT HERE. stopped at the pulau ubin public jetty. many boats there. rafted up there also. waited for about half an hour? yeah. then it started to pour. it was really a blessing in disguise cause it was awfully hot. then we were able to see a FULL RAINBOW. at that moment was was like thinking about stuff and it was nice to se a full rainbow and nearly a double rainbow also. and at the horizon there was like 'white steam' a pretty sight :D got to an isalnd ate biscuits. PEANUT BUTTER :D yum. and you see people getting into the sea to pee. felicia wanted to prepare to pee and she was so quiet before that after she relieved herself she started talking again. what pee does to people. left, kayaked on. could see like mangrove swamps and shenton way and a lot of different things. me and lydia were like "GO LYDIA! GO JOYCE!" haha so funny. and we enjoyed the backwashes if you call it that very fun. waves from tankers. we were like WOOOHOOOOOO. haha. we're like DON'T CAP AHHHHHH. 6 hours later we were back to camp 1. saw lizard and all. woah super tan. was so happy to see adelene tan man! passed her my cap. so nice of me right adelene! HAHA I LOVE YOU LA OKAY. at that time it started to rain real heavily thank goodness we reached back in time. went back to bunk wash up did the equipment stock check, talked LOTS ABOUT TV SHOWS, and anna of course. felicia, jo and denise were cleaning ground sheets and i went to join them by FEEDING THEM FOOD. waiteng soon became our mummy by feeding us food. and felicia and jo were like so mad they did the bimbo scrubber post. me and denise went to take the camera to take a picture of them and we zi lianed a bit first. haha. HONESTLY PEOPLE. HAHAHAHAHAHA. blossoming was fun really. hani was going OMG SO SAD. and her expression was PRICELESS. and gutong xinliang and waiteng were telling her about some drama serial and they were ALL DRAMA. HAHA. anna made us clean the ______ TINS AND POTS WITH SAND AND SOAP. very nice la. really very nice. the poncho number must lay along the right side. even nicer. CYNTHIA AND HAVING TO PUT ALOEVERA ON HER BUTT. haha. that was super hilarious. and hani and shuyun laughing outside te equipment room for like 10 minutes. that was like CLASSIC. they were laughing at cynthia if you wanna know. dinner was chicken, rice, vege, bland soup, AGAIN. that night we had games and reflection time and all. yeah and back to bunk was pack up and blossoming sessions which bond us very much. wanmei and felissa came along to sleep in our bunk though. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAYFIVE&lt;br /&gt;inverse tower/flying fox. first thing in the morning see anna rushing us to pack up and eat breafast and all that. we rush rush rush and started to do the high activities. belayed suewei first. was so terrified because they were up there and if they fell it was like two three levels down. gripped real hard. they made it! haha flying fox was amazingly fun! i was like screaming and like you see the scenary and the trees around you. woah amazing. pulau ubin and fresh greenery. and you see your feet just above the greens. beautiful. did inverse tower and i was shivering like mad cause i was kinda tired and all. was nervous too. WAITENG WAS MY CLIMBING PARTNER YAY :D tall one and short not so short one. we did the hooks one. it was okay had to stretch a lot. has some muscle pull but it was okay till our strings entangled. i was like AHHHHH. jo was like JOYCE YOU GOTTA MOVE UNDER HER. and i freaked. haha. sweaty palms shiver. but heh. cheers to move grip movements! haha. clibed up some more. i was sitting down there in middle of no where going yay we're gonna finish man! go waiteng! and when we got to another point at this string, we entagled AGAIN. moved a little better this time but you should see how high we were above man. nearly freaked. haha. climbed to the top. and had to wait a little while, but it was okay CAUSE WAITENG DID IT! she completed the rock wall and the stupid inverse tower which was extremely fun! cheers to hani too to made it! :D during evaluation it was quite interesting. got our pictures back. FELICIA STILL OWES ME 6BUCKS. got our tees :D and had lunch. chicken wing, fish, rice, vege again! but i ATE IT ALL UP! are you really proud of me! ahha. i ate fish also though i pretty much detest it. shuxian and i were like saying oh, when we were just adapting, we gotta leave. last day already. we said thank you to the uncle. he so cute give us extra fruit and all should have said that earlier so he'll give me extra chicken wing :D. hani wants to marry his grandson. got our certs. and we were playing this throw the orange but if you drop you gotta do chicken dance game. felicia quite suay. we made ANNA DO CHICKEN DANCE! he refused though. darn. we went to get our bags and went down to take pictures. we made a very straight faced anna smile and do poses. c'mon say we're persuasive. HEH. at the jetty, we were playing the hand games but we ran off for a while to see a very long haired anna! AHHAHA SO FUNNILY AMUSING. we were like okay must say "woahhh i want to grow long hair man -and touch your hair-" haha. he came and we surrounded him and forced him to do chicken dance. HOHO HE DID IT MAN! felissa and wanmei were like standing down there watching also. ahha. then we had to leave D: so sad man. before we left we were like "uncle raymond we'll miss you hen duo hen duo hen duo" guess who planned? won't say. ;D we were gonna cry on the boat la. got back to school, and i was screaming away cause i saw people i haven't seen for a week. happiness man. CIVILISATION. miss them all loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obs was fun, maybe residential not as tiring as mobile, but all made fun and equally memorable because of &lt;strong&gt;MARSHALL! &lt;/strong&gt;love you guys man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to do dedications, but that will be tmrw cause i'm actually quite tired from sucha long post. pictures will come when jo sends it to me. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BONDBAY! &lt;/strong&gt;will blog about that tmrw. it was really fun though :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;glancing again. D: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114934305993917170?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114934305993917170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114934305993917170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114934305993917170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114934305993917170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-back-people-full-full-week.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114880322692957435</id><published>2006-05-28T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T16:33:11.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;EDIT/ (packing list at the bottom to show how ridiculous it is)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello world. &lt;strong&gt;JOY TO THE WORLD! ALL THE BOYS AND GIRLS! JOY TO THE FISHES IN THE DEEP BLUE SEA. JOY TO YOU AND ME! &lt;/strong&gt;don't you enjoy how a VITAL part of my name is part of such a happy song? :D anyway it's the holidays people. not very holidays for us who have holidays and school, but i believe it's a wonderful break to catch up on life. life being the way we should be living not like a normal school week. now, THAT's life. :D HAHA. my random definitions which hardly make sense. but anyhow, don't you just love june. 0606&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i'm gonna disappear for a week for &lt;strong&gt;OBS! &lt;/strong&gt;quite excited. hope it's fun and i hope i got a good instructor la. i'm actually only looking forward to canoeing actually. the rest, not so much D: but still, one week away from singapore! HOLIDAY WHAT. haha. pulau ubin also counted. cheap thrills. ANYWAY. MISS ME OKAY! from this oh-so-happening blog of mine which just documents my daily boring ramblings of my life. but, STILL MISS ME! when i'm back, i'll be like chao ta, and tanned and like patchy skin. i hope i won't be burnt. i'll just cry. i think i'm gonna get a disposable camera. haha. don't wanna bring any valuables what. :D smart hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 478px; HEIGHT: 310px" height="487" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3252.jpg" width="652" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current skin tone of my hand. i'll take another one when i'm back to compare my skin tones. HEH. so exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of hands, while me camille and joanne were cleaning up. joanne made this comment about hands. she pointed to her lower arm and said&lt;br /&gt;"see? this is because of carrying tables."&lt;br /&gt;then she continued and said&lt;br /&gt;"-points to upper arm- this is because of looking through clothes"&lt;br /&gt;HAHA i found it very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 453px; HEIGHT: 316px" height="422" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3253.jpg" width="640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a picture of me and my NEW SPECS. it's white green black! :D with the big problem with my eyes, out of it, i get new specs. how cool is that. but yeah, new specs nonetheless. REMEMBER ME OKAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"I have blotted out, like a thick cloud, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;your transgressions, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And like a cloud, your sins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Return to me, for I have redeemed you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your forgivness; for me.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you on friday! 020606.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bond-bay's like on the 030606 and i'm gonna get burnt again. drats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I MUST SHOW YOU MY OBS PACKING LIST!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IC&lt;br /&gt;longsleeve (2)&lt;br /&gt;booties/water shoes&lt;br /&gt;sunblock&lt;br /&gt;pen&lt;br /&gt;3 reusable plastic bags (?! REUSABLE?!)&lt;br /&gt;4 tshirts&lt;br /&gt;3 sports shorts&lt;br /&gt;4 undergarments&lt;br /&gt;3 longpants&lt;br /&gt;swimwear&lt;br /&gt;2 towel&lt;br /&gt;2 socks&lt;br /&gt;1 pair of sandals/slippers&lt;br /&gt;1 running shoe&lt;br /&gt;plaster&lt;br /&gt;medication (if needed)&lt;br /&gt;insect repellent&lt;br /&gt;lighter/solid fuel tablets&lt;br /&gt;spare battery&lt;br /&gt;torchlight&lt;br /&gt;mosquito cream&lt;br /&gt;cotton twine&lt;br /&gt;soap/toliteries&lt;br /&gt;body powder&lt;br /&gt;utensils&lt;br /&gt;washing powder&lt;br /&gt;shaving kit (isn't it for guys?!)&lt;br /&gt;notebook&lt;br /&gt;nailclipper(FOR?!)&lt;br /&gt;pocketknife&lt;br /&gt;candle&lt;br /&gt;cap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminder to all (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114880322692957435?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114880322692957435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114880322692957435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114880322692957435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114880322692957435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/edit-packing-list-at-bottom-to-show.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114874309480015289</id><published>2006-05-27T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T23:18:16.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oeqkQraNO7w" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA SEE THIS. i laughed like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"OMG I'M GOING TO SINGAPORE!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me whether it sounds weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"preferred around the world by tomorrows elites"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know when you walk around the shopping centre, then you see couples walking around holding hands. it's quite tempting to walk through them especially when they're walking with their bodies wider apart and nearly walking in different directions. it's quite amusing to see their bewildered or pissed off reaction really. i don't understand why 2 people would need so much space in a packed shopping centre. and my mum did that today, ACCIDENTALLY of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing you observe would be couples like hugging on the escalators, or snogging each other on escalators. good if it is like long long &lt;em&gt;long &lt;/em&gt;escalators at shaw. but not so good if it's a short little one in taka. well, i've followed ahlam's observation and noticed that couples will tend to be so caught up with each other and at the end of the escalator, they fail to realise and lose their balance for a while. go to taka and sit outside guess and watch. heh. (credits to lammie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've noticed this at cine before. on the escalator out from sembawang cd store to the cinemas, this girl was wearing a RED flare skirt. obviously, it was pretty short. i casually glanced upwards. she was further up the escalator and i could TOTALLY see what's underneath. thank goodness she wore a pair of shorts. WHITE shorts. but who in the right mind would wear a short skirt and go up the escalator when it's virtually empty! i was so traumatized by that incident i am going to take the lifts at cine from now onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of short skirts, i was out with thini and lizard once. i was at topshop and i saw this really short skirt. so being the very bored person that i usually am, i went to try it on. i tried on a size 12 and that's bigger than my normal size. when i wore i started laughing because it was so short you really don't need to wear it la. just walk around in a bikini really. but i walked out of the changing room to show thini and lizard and i saw this girl taller than me trying on the same size. honestly, it didn't cover her butt at all. but thank goodness she had pretty okay legs. (i shall not digress into the legs part)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blame me for being in a school near town. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114874309480015289?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114874309480015289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114874309480015289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114874309480015289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114874309480015289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/haha-see-this.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114865481711509801</id><published>2006-05-26T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T22:46:57.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qqMdrtM7wzo" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;super sweet. okay, post below.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114865481711509801?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114865481711509801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114865481711509801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114865481711509801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114865481711509801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/super-sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114865051845344994</id><published>2006-05-26T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T22:03:26.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;yesterday &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i saw something in the morning which made me a very happy person :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school ended at 1030 today. amazing eh? half the time i spent in school was on ivp. the rest was just, rotting around. went to marina with emi and adilah to obs shop. obs is such an expensive way to spend your holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DESPERATE HOUSEWIVES/OC/NOBUTA WO PRODUCE/MI3/MEMOIRS OF A GEISHA/WHEN A STRANGER CALLS/MRS HENDERSON/X3 THE LAST STAND/MY FRIEND LEONARD/ HARD GAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my current leisurely activities in the midst of watching or completed already. books and shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got TONNS of work to complete in the holidays. not good at all. well, we're all students man :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mid year reflections: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half a year has passed.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still in shock.&lt;br /&gt;i miss sec2. a lot. i miss bell joycelyn lava lois. (NOT ADELENE! i still suffer with her)&lt;br /&gt;i miss going home with cloobiexz. (we were MEANT TO BE!)&lt;br /&gt;i miss those dancers who left.&lt;br /&gt;gossip sessions. laugh laugh laugh :D totally miss it. class hop here and there.&lt;br /&gt;i miss rgps 6a. a lot. all the madness. it was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to meet my old palxz again. its 0606 after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114865051845344994?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114865051845344994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114865051845344994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114865051845344994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114865051845344994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/yesterday-i-saw-something-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114848141320897002</id><published>2006-05-24T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T22:36:53.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;honestly, i can't be bothered with reminders of _______ already. it &lt;strong&gt;was&lt;/strong&gt; a huge blow to me. but honestly, it's over. don't rub it in. pain factor's not working/guilt trip not working. try harder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know what went wrong. i know i went wrong. i know it's my fault. but, i don't think seeing the  HOD or some teachers will help. she doesn't know me in the first place. i don't see how that would help other than warnings of her warning me that end of year i might have to drop this drop that combine this combine that and etc. one thing that might spur me is c______. i think i've heard enough of the drop combine revision thing. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the wind gushes through my hair and i soak up the evening sky. it's just beautifully made.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114848141320897002?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114848141320897002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114848141320897002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114848141320897002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114848141320897002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/honestly-i-cant-be-bothered-with.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114838017512485619</id><published>2006-05-23T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T18:29:35.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>moodswing. thank goodness _______ is here. i won't have to worry next week :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;one thing to note when lecturing me; don't repeat your points over. i'm one person who gets &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;irritated. i'll be so tempted to roll my eyes when all i hope for is to respect you. so yeah.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting new specs. i miss contacts. bleagh no oxygen in eyes and crap. man that sucks. when i'm of age to do lasik, i think i'll end up doing it man. if i've got the monehh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIPPED OF JOYCEYAP'S BLOG&lt;br /&gt;1)Are you afraid of being single?&lt;br /&gt;Hm. i guess so? actually i don't know. ahha.&lt;br /&gt;2) What do you do when you can't sleep?&lt;br /&gt;read a book/magazine. go online chat, read blogs sms. listen to the radio&lt;br /&gt;3) How far would you go to get something you really want?&lt;br /&gt;depends. sometimes on mood also.&lt;br /&gt;4) What time is it right now?&lt;br /&gt;6.20pm&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you go for personality or looks?&lt;br /&gt;both. i mean shallow's not good.&lt;br /&gt;6) What's your fave flavor of Kool-Aid?&lt;br /&gt;HM. unheard of?&lt;br /&gt;7) What makes you really happy?&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS. surprises. CHOCOLATES.&lt;br /&gt;8) Are you a negative person?&lt;br /&gt;Avoid it, but i tend to be hyper optimistic actually.&lt;br /&gt;9) Do you believe in 'Reincarnation'?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;10) What's your fave online news site?&lt;br /&gt;Today online&lt;br /&gt;11) Which celebrity do you think you most resemble?&lt;br /&gt;WELL WELL. i don't know. i like to resemble myself lah. i'm the greatest celeb! :D HAHA&lt;br /&gt;12) What do you think the meaning of life is?&lt;br /&gt;Joy, love, JOYCE&lt;br /&gt;13) Fave color?&lt;br /&gt;White, black, green, red, turquoise&lt;br /&gt;14) Which Instant Messaging programs do you use?&lt;br /&gt;Windows live messenger&lt;br /&gt;15) Are you good with computers?&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;16) How many kids do you want when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;HAVEN'T THOUGHT ABOUT IT&lt;br /&gt;17) Ever been to a concert?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;18) What type of music can you NOT stand?&lt;br /&gt;techno/too much rap kills me&lt;br /&gt;19) If you had to rate yourself on a scale of 1 - 10, what would it be overall?&lt;br /&gt;which is the better one?&lt;br /&gt;20) What size of shoe do you wear?&lt;br /&gt;5/6&lt;br /&gt;21) What are your habits?&lt;br /&gt;I'm just really lazy procrastinator and junk food eater.&lt;br /&gt;22) What was the last thing you did for a friend?&lt;br /&gt;reminded them to wear dance tee for phototaking tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;23) Last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;some charsiew thing with nice sweet stuff on top&lt;br /&gt;24) Last thing you drank?&lt;br /&gt;orange juice&lt;br /&gt;25) What do you think is the most stupid law?&lt;br /&gt;LAW OF GRAVITY. let's float people!&lt;br /&gt;26) How many people are on your buddylist?&lt;br /&gt;226&lt;br /&gt;27) What site do you go most of your pc time?&lt;br /&gt;BLOGGGGGGGXZ&lt;br /&gt;28) Do you like seafood?&lt;br /&gt;yes DUHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;29) What is your fave place to eat out at?&lt;br /&gt;give me any sort of amazing food and i'll eat. i'm nearly a pig.&lt;br /&gt;30) Worst insult you ever heard about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;eh. ASK ISABELLA LIN. HAHAHA. actually i don't know&lt;br /&gt;31) Best compliment you've received from someone?&lt;br /&gt;eh. ASK ISABELLA LIN. ALSO&lt;br /&gt;32) Are you picky?&lt;br /&gt;depends on what really&lt;br /&gt;33) Place you go to get your hair cut?&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T CUT MY HAIR D:&lt;br /&gt;34) Perfect place to go on your first date with someone?&lt;br /&gt;I THINK ESPLANADE IS SO PRETTY&lt;br /&gt;35) What age is considered old?&lt;br /&gt;when you're no longer young at heart&lt;br /&gt;36) Have you met any celebrities?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;37) Do you get along better with men or women?&lt;br /&gt;it really depends on whether we can click.&lt;br /&gt;38) What is the best quality about you?&lt;br /&gt;TAG ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really bored. and pmsish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114838017512485619?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114838017512485619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114838017512485619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114838017512485619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114838017512485619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/moodswing.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114830646510406916</id><published>2006-05-22T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T22:01:05.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i just realised how much i missed sec two even though at the same time i hate it so much for many things. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the times where i would actually go online and do crazy stuff! now, i've not done that in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. act lesbian with chuyun and like, trick this guy into believing and he actually tried to 'psycho' us to be straight. and we kinda insisted we were MEANT TO BE. omygoodness. i remember talking to lavania and showing her the entire conversation. and i was laughing like mad. hm. i didn't know that i was actually so free in sec two for such nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. we (germ, lava, adel, i think bell was there) had this picture of __________ swimmers. i don't know if they can remember but i SURE DID. omygoodness. it was so much fun la. we were like seeing certain pictures. comparing. picking out and all that. and i don't know what was so funny but i laughed like mad and all i could do was call lavania and laugh for like a whole 5 mins. i was so sure i gained abs that night. we deduced that the person bell could date would be ________ primary school boy. height not bad! and adelene and dating all the _________ people. it was super funny. finding matches an all. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss TRIBOND. &lt;/em&gt;even though it was so stressful and killerish. but it was fun. I mean it was one of those things you would only do ONCE in life and it would either be memorable or er. not so memorable. but either way it's still memorable with all your friends and all. late nights. rushing. rushing. rushing. the dipping of results? IT WAS MEMORABLE. like man, i love wearing the shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a interesting conversation with felicia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Felicia. says:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha whats with your back?-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chuyun and I were MEANT TO BE &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. it can't work well.&lt;br /&gt;it's painful ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicia. says:&lt;br /&gt;go see a doc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuyun and I were MEANT TO BE &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.BROKE LAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicia. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahalet me help you fix it: D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuyun and I were MEANT TO BE &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHHAHHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;SPASTIC COW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicia. says:&lt;br /&gt;HOIYOU DONT TRUST MY PROFESSIONALISM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuyun and I were MEANT TO BE &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERH.&lt;br /&gt;considerable.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 463px; HEIGHT: 361px" height="504" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3225.jpg" width="662" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiangyin. wahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me lava joyce (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 453px; HEIGHT: 335px" height="406" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3228.jpg" width="570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HEART NISE AT THE NJ STAIRS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 455px; HEIGHT: 372px" height="465" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3229.jpg" width="659" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINI AND PAM FIGHTING...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 444px; HEIGHT: 319px" height="546" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3236.jpg" width="665" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HEART LAVANIA AT THE NJ STAIRS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 445px; HEIGHT: 368px" height="464" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3233.jpg" width="589" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and lizard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and joyce (my hair's messy from the uh wind)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 485px; HEIGHT: 343px" height="404" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3239.jpg" width="569" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nirousha, lava, mr light bulb, xiangyin, joycelyn, me (MISSING ADELENE. she was too embarrassed apparently)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 485px; HEIGHT: 381px" height="455" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3180.jpg" width="568" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my favourite super chio bu, grace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 475px; HEIGHT: 383px" height="446" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3173.jpg" width="555" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking thru some trail path.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 468px; HEIGHT: 370px" height="361" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3172.jpg" width="456" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot which jetty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 470px; HEIGHT: 387px" height="403" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3179.jpg" width="490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flamingoo yazzzz chasing a fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 479px; HEIGHT: 398px" height="472" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3181.jpg" width="574" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was supposed to be a candid shot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 492px; HEIGHT: 336px" height="348" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3187.jpg" width="569" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhh very cool. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 486px; HEIGHT: 335px" height="383" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3189.jpg" width="552" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but felcia and i are cooler.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 487px; HEIGHT: 377px" height="442" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3191.jpg" width="543" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retarded people. sigh, no childhood like felissa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 481px; HEIGHT: 347px" height="512" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3194.jpg" width="647" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEHPING AND TOWAHH! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 490px; HEIGHT: 403px" height="508" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3196.jpg" width="627" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thini likes little kiddos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 492px; HEIGHT: 408px" height="467" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3202.jpg" width="577" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dao. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; HEIGHT: 395px" height="488" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3201.jpg" width="595" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and kialeng and windbreaker.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 503px; HEIGHT: 431px" height="526" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3204.jpg" width="623" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the half of the class who was waiting for their turn to watch the movie. nice pic (: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;phoebe, lizard, jeanne, felcia, joanne, pearlyn, xinxin, felssa, adel, me, nadiah, yazz, tehping, thini. (left to right)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the white rose to pay respects at kranji war memorial. (sweet)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 507px; HEIGHT: 364px" height="557" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_3220.jpg" width="659" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nice evening scenery. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;extremely long post done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114830646510406916?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114830646510406916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114830646510406916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114830646510406916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114830646510406916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-just-realised-how-much-i-missed-sec.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114813857007052113</id><published>2006-05-20T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T23:22:51.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10.30am-4.30pm NJC funfair. 6 hours man. i was bored stiff. &lt;strong&gt;the only fun part was the haunted house. &lt;/strong&gt;(HAHHA CASS AND NANTHINI!) went to haunted house with both on them 6 bucks leh! but really worth it cause it's so enjoyably hot and uh funny. you see random people in 'coffins' and on the floor being dead. and someone hanging off the wall and uhh this person combing her hair. and some little kid in two pony tails and all. we all were screaming screaming screaming. and i started laughing after each time i screamed. it's horribly long though. but it was stuffily fun. (poor people in there for a long long time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, it was fun catching up with all the old friends of mine who have disappeared ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joycelyn &lt;/strong&gt;is still skinny and eating apples and pears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joyce yap &lt;/strong&gt;is still a little psycho and carrying a crumpler same as mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nise &lt;/strong&gt;i miss her political talks with a little sense plus bimbo complaining. i remember it all today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chuyun&lt;/strong&gt; how you actually messed up my body art! HAHA. but nice meeting you bimbo. ah lianxz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lavania&lt;/strong&gt; is still a little wacky and doesn't like to hug me and nise now. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wenlin &lt;/strong&gt;FLAMINGOOO. i miss a psychotic cow in dance. oh lovely brownies there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've known some new exciting stuff and i'm disgusted at some stuff. ARHHGHHXZHSFJKSDFHKJSDHFKHAKJSDHLASKHJDASKHDLKAH what's with _______ AND THE PICTURE THING?! HADGHASKJDGJASKDJAGS KDAHSKJKGS BIMBO! HAHAHHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've re-met old friends and said hi. so hi won't be so difficult to say anymore i guess! i think my 6 hours was well spent walking around with friends and feeling rottish on saturday, i mean after al i was bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______ is like a girly metro. and he'll look good in pinkish topman shirt, stripes and blazer. trust me lava. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she knows what she's missin'. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114813857007052113?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114813857007052113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114813857007052113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114813857007052113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114813857007052113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/10.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114804590304013842</id><published>2006-05-19T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T21:38:23.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;on the verge of anything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's actually amazing how i controlled myself this time. even i am amazed. &lt;s&gt; or am i just to indifferent about it.&lt;/s&gt; not a drop, not aloud. just sheer ________. and i'll face it; regardless of what you're gonna say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 grade improvement. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;+&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 grade disappointment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;=&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6 grade failure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114804590304013842?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114804590304013842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114804590304013842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114804590304013842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114804590304013842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/on-verge-of-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114795741610285504</id><published>2006-05-18T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T21:03:36.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was doomsday. i insist on calling today that. i feel that i am not in any way capable of writing or even understanding the english language or mandrin at all. i'm quite a failure really. well, or so i've been told. (HAHA!) it's been quite a dismal and disappointing day really. some papers were just sheer disappointments while others were kind of expected. i realised that if i can't even grasp the english language, i think i can start blogging in chinese and all you people out there can actually enjoy the english-translated mandrin. (digressing a little, i realised i don't know when to use 'mandrin' and 'chinese' i don't even know whether i spelt 'mandrin' correctly. no wonder i flunked english.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the above excerpt's a little formal for my unknown blog of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i'm ready to speak of exams and ruined papers; i'll blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter mood. while out with emi one day (wed), we came by this shop called &lt;strong&gt;rosebullet &lt;/strong&gt;at iseatan, wisma. emi was happily mocking the shop's name saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"how can it be a bullet when it will just be in bits and pieces by the time it's shot"&lt;br /&gt;"HAHA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was happily browsing through the clothes, i came across this printed tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"My sexy eye shadow" my transrarement manicure. My plantinum wrists. Lasting love to me. Happy love happy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i added punctuation; my english isn't that bad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some one should tell me what is &lt;em&gt;transrarement &lt;/em&gt;i have no IDEA what's that. can you imagine emi saying this with such such such cheap thrills " HAPPY LOVE HAPPY! hahahahha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, that's totally emi.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams can wait and be on halt while life goes on. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114795741610285504?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114795741610285504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114795741610285504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114795741610285504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114795741610285504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-was-doomsday.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114788117871743594</id><published>2006-05-17T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T23:52:58.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>written by&lt;strong&gt; ryan&lt;/strong&gt; from so you think you can dance. his break dancing is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source: &lt;a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;friendID=13133324&amp;amp;blogID=120593347&amp;MyToken=19d08189-ebd3-4d23-a171-811c3e2e4e2b"&gt;http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;amp;friendID=13133324&amp;blogID=120593347&amp;amp;MyToken=19d08189-ebd3-4d23-a171-811c3e2e4e2b&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, go read it. it's like so sweet. haha. oh he's from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so you think you can dance? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the dude with the coolest hair. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an excerpt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you're walking closely&lt;br /&gt;You will be so hard to miss&lt;br /&gt;In cases where I'll be so bold&lt;br /&gt;To try and sneak a kiss .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you be&lt;br /&gt;Against your will, commanded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll never leave your side or let&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your hand be empty-handed .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk along and journey on&lt;br /&gt;And with the end in sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll know the only place where I can be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is left or right&lt;/em&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as this path comes to a close&lt;br /&gt;I know that we'll be glad&lt;br /&gt;We chose to walk the way we did&lt;br /&gt;And live the life we had .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road is done and you ask me&lt;br /&gt;Where I will go from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yet still the only place for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is &lt;em&gt;next &lt;/em&gt;to you &lt;em&gt;my dear&lt;/em&gt; .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay the excerpts are here. go read the whole thing! he's really poetic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114788117871743594?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114788117871743594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114788117871743594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114788117871743594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114788117871743594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/written-by-ryan-from-so-you-think-you.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114787792151816048</id><published>2006-05-17T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T22:58:41.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today had chinese paper back. that's the highlight of school isn't it? well. not good. shouldn't have gone. should have waited till tomorrow to face everything at a shot. isn't that better? i think i need a friend at standby. haha. yes it's gonna be that bad. i really don't wanna go school tomorrow. i don't need to check my results why? because i know it's __________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, did i say i love adam brody? okay &lt;strong&gt;I LOVE ADAM BRODY &lt;/strong&gt;that was really random, but i love &lt;strong&gt;RACHEL BILSON &lt;/strong&gt;too. trust me on that part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm actually not in a mood to blog. more in a mood to talk. results tomorrow. oh wonderful joy. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114787792151816048?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114787792151816048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114787792151816048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114787792151816048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114787792151816048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-had-chinese-paper-back.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114777877087015340</id><published>2006-05-16T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T19:33:15.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My friend Leonard</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LAVANIA, you got ONE MORE DAY OF ASS WEEK (3 days only your week) HAVE FUN TAKING YOUR PAPERS. I'M SURE YOU'LL FINE MUCH JOY. AND THEREAFTER STILL GOING TO COMPLETE YOUR IH PRESENTATION. Don't worry it'll be alright (: GOOD LUCK WITH THE POWER INVESTED IN YOU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this goes out to all people still having exams. it'll be over, SOON!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had no school! how wonderful is that. anyway went out shopping. it's fun really. hurhur. i got my &lt;strong&gt;ripcurl skirt &lt;/strong&gt;i'm happy. and i got a white top and a white hairband. don't ask why white. now i'm eyeing that __________ bag. okay that's outta the question i feel but oh well! see how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanne lee! you better eat more so you can fit into more skirts if not you'll have to resort being in the kids section of roxy ;D i think joanne was really high today. high on retail therapy i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, lizard didn't try anything and grace didn't bother wanting to try anything ): so much for persuasion. thini went off to buy her hockey gloves hurhurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling extremely tired today. i dont know why. SORRY PEOPLE. i was feelign tired and really stony towards the end!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the same question i've been pondering over for such a long time is still in my head. not a good thing to have so much time on your hands when many thoughts rush through your head.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having muscle ache. not a good sign of aging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;feel the music; &lt;strong&gt;take it's flow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114777877087015340?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114777877087015340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114777877087015340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114777877087015340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114777877087015340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-friend-leonard.html' title='My friend Leonard'/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114770170159557524</id><published>2006-05-15T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T22:01:41.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOD LUCK LAVANIA FOR ASS WEEK WITH THE LUCK THAT I'VE INVESTED IN YOU! (: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that goes out to all people who are still in the midst of exams. press on and all the comfort of relaxation shall come ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching &lt;strong&gt;SO YOU THINK YOU CAN DANCE &lt;/strong&gt;is extremely depressing. omygoodness. i &lt;em&gt;love &lt;/em&gt;disco. it's like so fast and upbeat and happy! it's like slide. pull. jerk. so cool man. and snow was booted out. i really think she's cool enough to ballroom dance and do hiphop. that's &lt;em&gt;wayyyy &lt;/em&gt;cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of dance, i feel like a glob. honestly. i haven't stretched in 45678987654345678 years and today i'm already like feeling a little bit of an ache. that's NOT a good sign. oh well. we did the vanessa mae music dance. haha. i tell you i think the sec 1 and 2 the part more exciting cause' i simply &lt;em&gt;can't do ballet &lt;/em&gt;:/ very depressing revelation hurhur. but oh well. after watching cheefy dance over and over i think i kinda got it. nice music really! i feel globbish and stiff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was looking at the soles of my feet- it's disgusting. there's like a lot of dead skin due to dancing. cheefy said i should go scrub it off. maybe i should. it's like joanne's hands rough due to netball. SHE REALLY HAS ROUGH HANDS LEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was at excursion. i want to blog about it, but i'm kinda lazy to like upload resize and all so i'll do it tomorrow i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY JEANNE. SORRY I REALLY DIDN'T KNOW IT WAS YOUR BIRTHDAY. BUT YOU GET SPECIAL TREAT! A DEDICATION ON MY BLOG! ;D ANYWAY. NICE BEING YOUR CLASSMATE FOR THREE YEARS ALREADY. BEEN LONG SINCE WE ATE BEEF NOODLES AND YAMI YOGHURT. I THINK STANDARD DROP THAT DAY I WENT BUT I STILL LOVE IT AS MUCH AS YOU DO! (: LET US BOTH CONTINUE EATING BEEF NOODLES TILL WE GROW FAT. HAHA. TAKE CARE HAVE FUN BEING 15 AND MAY YOU HAVE AN UNLIMITED SUPPLY OF BEEF NOODLES (: DO YOUR HOMEWORK ON TIME DEAR! now,now. LOVE;JOYCE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay another birthday dedication. i told you, may is a busy month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;grasp the rythm; &lt;strong&gt;move your heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114770170159557524?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114770170159557524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114770170159557524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114770170159557524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114770170159557524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/good-luck-lavania-for-ass-week-with.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114761498034842680</id><published>2006-05-14T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T23:05:33.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mum's day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;EDIT!/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY MUM [: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did a wall paper for my mum so that she could put it on her lap top and got her this pink nike bottle so that she can go cycling with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 466px; HEIGHT: 360px" height="461" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/mums.jpg" width="592" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not very good my photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm very tempted to see lavania's GPA. did i tell you that? she only completed bio. girl, you rock my world lah! anyhow, hopefully you're gonna be NATURALLY good at math and pass and yeah SLEEP EARLY/BATHE EARLY AUNTY. good luck and all the best to those still taking exams. may you have a healthy frame of mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been watching desperate housewives! my my, very exciting but i still kinda prefer OC. hm. only John the gardener's worth looking at. okay that's old news. i'm still at first season. don't kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ass &lt;s&gt;week&lt;/s&gt; days isn't that bad ;D &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got excursion tomorrow. &lt;strong&gt;3G2 please pay up 20 bucks. 17 bucks for the trip and 3 bucks for class fund. we're running low on cash people. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that's about it. (;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DANIEL HENNY: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 485px; HEIGHT: 391px" height="435" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/omg.jpg" width="554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh. people you could actually comment. hurhur. THANKS TO JOYCE YAP ;D&lt;br /&gt;enjoy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"OH WHAT THE! I'M OVER HIM." you sure__________?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114761498034842680?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114761498034842680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114761498034842680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114761498034842680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114761498034842680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/mums-day.html' title='mum&apos;s day'/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114745402957906901</id><published>2006-05-13T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T10:22:29.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY LAVANIA ADELENE LOVE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;EDIT/ picture attached at bottom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday post! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the overdue one first:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ADELENE YEO KIA LENG&lt;/span&gt;! I KNOW YOUR BIRTHDAY IS &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;100506&lt;/span&gt; OKAY! (: WOAH COOL COOL &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;HOUSE&lt;/span&gt; COM EH?! EVEN THOUGH &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I LIKE TO CALL YOU ASS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;(affectionate term for a friend like you ;D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SHORT FORM FOR ASSELENE/ADELENE&lt;/span&gt;. ANYWAY. I LOVE YOU LAH OKAY. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;STAND TO YOU FOR CLASS PHOTO FOR THREE CONSECUTIVE YEARS ALREADY!&lt;/span&gt; THANKS FOR BEING THE &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;WONDERFUL BIMBO&lt;/span&gt; WHO SUDDENLY HAVE ADIDAS BAG AND WATCH. WE KINDA NEED &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SECRET GALS LIKE YOU IN SOCIETY.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;VERY PROUD OF YOU FOR WALKING OUT OF SCHOOL A LITTLE LESSER AND BEING AN EXCELLENT AMATH REP BY CHASING FOR MY WORK HALF THE TIME I'M IN SCHOOL.&lt;/span&gt; THANK YOU FOR BEING ADELENE; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MAY YOU HAVE MANY ACSI GUYS AFTER YOU IN THE YEARS TO COME. LOVE YOUR DARLING STAND-NEXT-TO-YOU IN-CLASS-PHOTO FRIEND. LOVE YOU MANY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeo kia leng and her flute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 481px; HEIGHT: 320px" height="478" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_2371.jpg" width="641" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an old old picture. we were sec one then(: there years ago. hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 477px; HEIGHT: 335px" height="519" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/Copyofmeandadellookingpro.jpg" width="615" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LAVANIA! NIAH! &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I MISS SUCH WEIRD AND QUEER BEINGS FROM EXISTENCE IN CRESCENT NOWADAYS.&lt;/span&gt; WHERE ARE THE WEIRD PEOPLE?! ALL DISAPPEAR TO NJ ALREADY. ): ANYWAY. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I AM VERY PROUD OF YOU FOR NOT PONNING SCHOOL AS OFTEN AS TWICE A WEEK OR EVEN EVERY FORTNIGHT TO STAY HOME AND SLEEP. NOW YOU'VE IMPROVED TO GOING TO SCHOOL LATE. FOR THAT I MUST COMMEND YOU!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;PASS IH TO YOUR FRIENDS ON TIME AND ALL THE OTHER NONSENSE ASSIGNMENTS YOU HAVE. HOPE THE FLOWER IS STILL ALIVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(HIGHLY DOUBT IT: YOU DON'T HAVE GREEN FINGERS)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;HAPPY MUGGING&lt;/span&gt;, YOU'RE DONE ON WED. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;DO SO BY NOT HAVING A MENTAL PICTURE OF THE ________/NEWS I TOLD YOU.&lt;/span&gt; IT WAS SUPPOSED TO &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;MAKE SOMEONE HAPPY AND NOT TO DISTRACT.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MAY YOU HAVE MANY DAYS OF HAPPINESS WITH WHOEVER THE RANDOM PERSON IS. HAVE FUN WITH HIM DARLING. I LOVE YOU MANY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; STOP BEING SCANDALOUS;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i doubt you remember this. HURHUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 497px; HEIGHT: 404px" height="510" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/lavalovesick.jpg" width="670" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this was at band concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; HEIGHT: 358px" height="514" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_2376.jpg" width="572" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="476" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/PROUDOFLAVANIA.jpg" width="538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;birthday posts done(: new skin. had enough for flamingoos wenlin! ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114745402957906901?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114745402957906901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114745402957906901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114745402957906901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114745402957906901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-birthday-lavania-adelene-love.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY LAVANIA ADELENE LOVE!'/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114744113917772699</id><published>2006-05-12T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T21:38:59.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello world! today's vesak day; happy day. went out to marina/suntec area. went out with lizard and thini. HEH. CARLS JR ROCKS MY SOCKS BIG BIG TIME (: i ate guacamole cheese burger and bacon combo today. nice, but i still prefer portebello mushrooms. then walked around from suntec, to raffles city, the marina sq in 6 hours. and i found many things i needed/wanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need list (OBS)&lt;br /&gt;1. swim suit&lt;br /&gt;2. track pants&lt;br /&gt;3. shorts&lt;br /&gt;4. sports b&lt;br /&gt;5. insect repellent&lt;br /&gt;6. fuel tablets&lt;br /&gt;7. WALK THE LINE DVD. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want list (random)&lt;br /&gt;1. skinny jeans&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;ripcurl skirt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha. so who's gonna be the nice person to get me that rip curl skirt? ;D PLEASE PLEASE!&lt;/em&gt; i  can even give you picture and measurements! and even the price and location. HAHAHHAA. i think i'm mad like thini would say. and as mad as lizard over purple stuff, i insist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. i think i didn't blog properly yesterday! during phototaking right, i stood next to adelene for 3 consecutives, what a horrible thing to do. sigh. but oh well. she first time take of windbreaker in many many months at a go. so must stand next to her! and ohohoh. i just read jolene's blog. i need to say this. i didn't know that when a calculator lost can go principal one.  mummy know, teacher know, principal know. make us sec3s the enemy of the community! next time lose graphic calculator how?! and we return stuff through windows. i kinda insist ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to walk along the line with the dvd. will you come my way walk the line dvd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my knight in hot gstars&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;(cue: hysterical laughter)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114744113917772699?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114744113917772699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114744113917772699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114744113917772699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114744113917772699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello-world-todays-vesak-day-happy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114735578924325896</id><published>2006-05-11T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T21:56:29.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i must must say this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KAREN ZAINAL THANK YOU FOR LENDING DESPERATE HOUSEWIVES YOU QUEEN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(i like to call you queen since i saw you act in OM for some weird apparent reason.) YOU'RE THE LIFE SAVER OF MY KILLING TIME BORDEM! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was crappy at school. i went simply because there was phototaking. and the rest was ______. after that i went to bug lavania at harbourfront while she was "studying" yeah attempting while eating half the time. so typical lavania. never change other than the fact that she's been ponning school lesser. &lt;strong&gt;VERY PROUD OF YOU DEAR!(: &lt;/strong&gt;and adel has been very nice to be lately. i wonder why? HAHA &lt;strong&gt;VERY PROUD OF HER TOO TO BE SO NICE. &lt;/strong&gt;she's gonna kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched &lt;em&gt;two &lt;/em&gt;movies again. &lt;strong&gt;Memoirs of a Geisha &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Mrs Henderson&lt;/strong&gt; nice movies really. other than &lt;strong&gt;Mrs Henderson&lt;/strong&gt; was M18, and i didn't realise (i watched all these on dvd) until.. yeah. Mrs Henderson was kinda moulin rouge-ish. but nice really. The plot was pretty cool i find. &lt;strong&gt;MEMOIRS of a geisha&lt;/strong&gt; was pretty good! I know i am extremely slow. unfortunately i haven't been able to catch that movie. and you can bet on the fact that i'll watch &lt;strong&gt;I not stupid 2&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Walk the Line&lt;/strong&gt;. coming back from digressing, i think the kimonos and all the make up, backdrop etc was pretty! haha. But honestly, i can't seem to hear them speak er. fluently. the word's were kinda broken up and i was kinda irritated after a while. but memoirs was more of a pretty movie to me. and i felt the plot was a little lacking cause i remembered when i read the book i enjoyed it much more. but yeah! FINALLY i get to watch it and i'm a very happy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll go hunt for more movies. haha. i'm like some mad movie freak after being let go from exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just read a friend's blog and i realised how different she is now as compared to the person i knew so long ago. i think the change is good just that i nearly couldn't recognize it. hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"being a geisha is not a choice" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;attachment, detachment. strumming away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114735578924325896?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114735578924325896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114735578924325896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114735578924325896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114735578924325896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-must-must-say-this-karen-zainal.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114727257450803841</id><published>2006-05-10T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T22:49:34.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;CLOUDS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was very carefree on monday cause i was prepared for chem paper regardless of outcome. so i was observing the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the light sifted through the sparsed out thin clouds and it was an awesome sight against the pink and the orange background. it was like light shone, regardless of obstructions. it was so sparsed out and beautiful. when i reached school, there was balls of clouds, all tinted by candy floss pink. pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesday &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the background all lit up and pinkish, the clouds a shadow against the light. it was a different sight from the first day. the cloud was like a darkened figure against the brightened sky. great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wednesday &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were streaks of blue across the sky. it was darker today but the streaks of blue were distinct and like a pattern on a pretty shirt! it's kinda amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like during exam times like these i actually, NOTICE the clouds. they're amazing really. it really showed the Lord's grace for me whenever i looked at the clouds (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on, i need to say this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIBERATION!!!! I AM LIBERATED!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiness (: examinations are finally over. yesterday i wanted to blog about how havoc i felt, but like, blogger kinda screwed up on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like grinning like mad when amath ended. it's like woah a whole load kinda off your shoulders. i was really dreading this exams real bad. this time worse than the past few for some weird reason. and i went to watch &lt;em&gt;two &lt;/em&gt;movies. you heard that right. two. 14 bucks blown. &lt;strong&gt;Mission Impossible 3&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;When a stranger calls&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just &lt;em&gt;don't &lt;/em&gt;watch When a stranger calls. it's crap. really. not worth even 7 bucks for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mission Impossible 3 was GREAT&lt;/strong&gt;. haha i totally loved it. just that some people really didn't get the plot. hm. those people start with an A and an I. i wonder who. anyway. the plot's kinda cool i felt. at least not so typical even though it's spy movie. haha i think MAGGIE Q IS HOT. tom cruise not so hot at all, &lt;em&gt;please &lt;/em&gt;. i'm not crook or anything, but YAH MAGGIE Q IS HOTTER THAN ALL OF THEM IN THE MOVIE! I think i love her orange car too. i think it's a larmboghini. (is that how you spell it?) but anyway, yeah. i think tom cruise romance with his wife julia was real sweet. what i actually found weird was when she revived him. it was quite urhhh. kinda wanted to laugh. but it was really good. i enjoyed MI3 a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;em&gt;don't &lt;/em&gt;think it's worth it to talk about amath. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was telling some people that strength of character is much more important than how you do whatever it takes (read: determination), and i mean whatever it takes to get to your goal. be it bootlicking and so on. i don't think that these people are fit to do whatever they are doing right now if they're doing such means to get to their goals. if that is what our school wants us to follow them as role models with strength of character, then i really got no comments as to how messed up we're gonna be. some people i look at the other at their capabilities/effort/determination. but they have hardly a character, i feel that they can speak of. i feel disappointed that others are being left out when they are the ones who are actually the ones with real capability, talent and &lt;em&gt;strength of character &lt;/em&gt;(if you'd just look beyond face value)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to jeanne and we were like saying that we feel weird that we don't have to come home to mug. it's a nice but empty feeling eh? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I need you to trust me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 502px; HEIGHT: 168px" height="252" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/deeee.jpg" width="658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay off to OC now. (: enjoy post exam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114727257450803841?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114727257450803841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114727257450803841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114727257450803841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114727257450803841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/clouds-i-was-very-carefree-on-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114708427125044039</id><published>2006-05-08T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T22:59:18.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EDIT/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE AGE OLD QUESTION: WHY DID I TAKE PHYSICS?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Say Goodnight-The Click 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our seperation has it's faults&lt;br /&gt;but I don't wanna leave it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so write the letters in teary ink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need some time to think&lt;br /&gt;and I just need some time to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby just say goodnight&lt;br /&gt;I'll be gone tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;baby just close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can't take the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;baby just walk away&lt;br /&gt;you know I can't stay&lt;br /&gt;there's no easy way to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;so baby just say goodnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're in a spell that never ends&lt;br /&gt;the empty hourglass wore me thin&lt;br /&gt;so let the phone do it's work&lt;br /&gt;your voice is heaven&lt;br /&gt;but it hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;your words are memories&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but they burn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby just say goodnight&lt;br /&gt;I'll be gone tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;baby just close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can't take the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;baby just walk away&lt;br /&gt;you know I can't stay&lt;br /&gt;there's no easy way to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;so baby just say goodnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby don't say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;baby just close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;and dream,&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's on it's way&lt;br /&gt;so just walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby just say goodnight&lt;br /&gt;I'll be gone tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;baby just close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can't take the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;baby just walk away&lt;br /&gt;you know I can't stay&lt;br /&gt;there's no easy way to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;so baby just say goodnight&lt;br /&gt;baby just say goodnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Greetings from Imrie House/The Click 5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been into click 5 quite a bit coz they're good study music. as in, some music just makes you feel scared cause you're cramming and all, but like click 5 is awfully relaxing happy pop. they don't call it pop but it's pop so whatever. i've taken a break on emo songs kinda cause' it's exams. not good study music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah physics and elective geog. both in a sad sad state. so let's go with the flow shall we? i think i can't do much for physics other than memorise definition so yeah. elective geog? as of 6.27pm i'm not even STARTED on it. okay i'm giving myself three hours to crash course. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recap on papers;&lt;br /&gt;english-funny, amusing, okay. (i mean it's english)&lt;br /&gt;chinese-pretty okay. compo was pathetic. so was gong han i think. okay.&lt;br /&gt;social studies- exciting. not bad. current affairs more fun than seq. okay&lt;br /&gt;emath- could do, answers look weird. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;lit-interesting! i liked the unseen. i think i wrote stuff out of point. oh well had fun.&lt;br /&gt;chem-uhh okay lah. boring almost fell asleep i kept on thinking of drinking water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHYSICS,EGEOG,AMATH LEFT. I AM A VERY HAPPY GIRL (: call it liberation or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catch your &lt;strong&gt;WAVE &lt;/strong&gt;wave length, amplitude, period, frequency. light, sound. blahblahblah. ;D&lt;br /&gt;happy music makes people happy. happy music influences your mood. happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;____________'s hot. -hysterical laughter- &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE THREE WEEK OLD LIE: I WILL SCORE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello people out there in the wonderful sunshine! i just finished revision for physics and elective geog. mygoodness it's both mentally strenuous. at least now i know i can slack and sleep. yay. good night people. i felt i needed to update that i COMPLETED. but i don't think i can score leh. hm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114708427125044039?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114708427125044039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114708427125044039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114708427125044039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114708427125044039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/edit-age-old-question-why-did-i-take.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114698937140073185</id><published>2006-05-07T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T16:09:31.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i so want the click 5 album D: and you know what. i think i'll get it tomorrow. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so i've a lot of egeog left. totally untouched. chem is okay. i'm gonna complete soon. physics tys i have NO IDEA where it is. geog textbook and marianne chong also disappear don't know where. and just when i thought i brought it back home. oh nice joyce and you're having exams. one thing to take comfort in? my brother's not studying when he has a history and english paper tomorrow. good luck and a happy new year jon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i'll be off to chemistry and maybe if i'll last complete looking through physics. and tomorrow is mugging for geog and do physics practice day. &lt;s&gt;(still haven't figured out whether i'm ready to flunk geog. hm)&lt;/s&gt;not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i beseech all who read my blog to tag. need to move the tagboard a little. it's kinda stagnant. share the love! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh man i &lt;s&gt;am&lt;/s&gt; was emo. how ___________. happy thoughts work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;b______'s hot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm a fan!&lt;/strong&gt;/theclick5 (what's playin' in the head)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114698937140073185?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114698937140073185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114698937140073185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114698937140073185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114698937140073185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-so-want-click-5-album-d-and-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114688672662626759</id><published>2006-05-06T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T22:36:33.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;EDIT/&lt;/strong&gt; today's post below&lt;br /&gt;hello. yet &lt;em&gt;another &lt;/em&gt;birthday shout out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;EMI WEMI&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MY ONE AND ONLY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;HELLO PANDA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;WHO HAS THE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;COOLEST EMO SPECS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;IN THE JUNGLE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(i say that to make you happy only HAHA) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;MAY YOU HAVE LONG LONG LIFE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;AND A LONG LONG BAMBOO SHOOT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;TO EAT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;AND MAY YOU HAVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;MANY MANY WONDERFUL DREAMS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;ABOUT SAVING THE EXTINCTION RATE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;OF YOUR OWN KIND DARLING.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(read:give birth more)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAVE A WONDERFUL BIRTHDAY DEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;notice? all jungle and cheery colours for the one and only panda. yes. you need to give birth more so you can save your own kind darling. btw. if you're saying that i'm a panda too, i need to break the cold hard facts to you now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M NOT. I'm sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just been acting along with you so that you could find a friend. go fulfill your purpose in making enough babies to save your own kind dear. GO EMI THE HELLO PANDA! (stuffed with chocolate, milk or strawberry inside)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMI feeling a little confused over her identity at the moment. you're NOT a rabbit okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 380px; HEIGHT: 334px" height="571" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_2340.jpg" width="658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND that's emi with nadiah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 376px; HEIGHT: 322px" height="530" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_2346.jpg" width="667" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's enough for now! but emi &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIVE LONG LONG! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;/electionday2006.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;post for today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lizard- says:&lt;br /&gt;is that another brand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll take my chances with you/&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;xando tablet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll take my chances with you/&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;or we should get uzap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lizard- says:&lt;br /&gt;good idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll take my chances with you/&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;didn't you say xando?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lizard- says:&lt;br /&gt;yes i did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll take my chances with you/&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;we need igallop also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lizard- says:&lt;br /&gt;OH YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. so who wants to fund our little lose weight spending there. we really feel like globs. my knee was about to die today. like when i ran so little was kinda disappointed in myself. but ohwell. uzap, igallop, xando also can lah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE THE CLICK FIVE5. DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW GOOD IS IT TO STUDY WITH THEIR MUSIC?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. so who wants to get me the CD? i think i might just get it tomorrow. pretty good to study with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's playing in the head? &lt;strong&gt;i'll take my chances wih you/&lt;/strong&gt;the click five5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tKF4ODUIu0A" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben kwok singing. been intending to put this vid up for a long time already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Qz4j7QC9yI" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one is re put up coz school people have been complaining they couldn't view it. and because EMI PASSED STANDING BROAD JUMP. THREE CLAPS FOR HER!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114688672662626759?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114688672662626759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114688672662626759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114688672662626759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114688672662626759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/edit-todays-post-below-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114684023944850330</id><published>2006-05-05T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T22:43:59.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JOHNNY ):  i miss johnny already ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of that. well well. today was a mentally tiring and physically strenuous day for my right hand's wrist. after the literature paper my mind just blanked. blanked. i couldn't think about anything else and i couldn't absorb anything. shows how tiring taking an emath paper and a lit paper can be. emath had weird answers and i think i got half of it wrong. damn.  but lit wasn't that bad. expected really difficult questions on themes and like 2/3 were like character traits oh how wonderful. i might have just answered the question i chose out of point. how wonderful but i enjoyed the paper. especially the unseen prose. it was really interesting actually. regardless of the stress on time when i did it. most importantly i actually enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life goes on with me attempting at chemistry and starting on physics and attempting at egeog and erm practicing amath. i'm pretty much a dead person. go joyce, you'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's _______ session was fun! extremely fun. stayed back for wonderful reasons. WINKWINKTOFELCIAFELSAANDSHUXYOUKNOWWHATIMEAN(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/OCseason3andjohnnydied. missinghimalreadylah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114684023944850330?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114684023944850330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114684023944850330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114684023944850330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114684023944850330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/johnny-i-miss-johnny-already-enough-of.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114674895001703578</id><published>2006-05-04T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T21:22:30.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I remember having a conversation about best friends and how I find it hard to believe that there's a best friend. I still don't understand. &lt;em&gt;underestimating relations. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114674895001703578?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114674895001703578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114674895001703578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114674895001703578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114674895001703578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-remember-having-conversation-about.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114674089052500435</id><published>2006-05-04T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T19:08:10.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. i hereby pronounce social studies dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SBQ was amusingly fun. at least i enjoyed doing it. it was after all about iraq war/current affairs. enjoyed it much more as compared the factors as to why seperation and conflict and nonsense. not so nice. WVAMI! (: that's for purpose people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i'm heading off to emath. a subject which i thoroughly can't be bothered with really. i'll work VERYVERYVERYVERY hard for amath though. but yeah. you get the drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit/i just printed TONNNS of stuff. and anyhow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BELL AND CHEESHAN. HAVE A VERY PURPLE BIRTHDAY AND OF COURSE COLOURFUL RESULTS. MORE COLOURFUL THAN THIS FONT. HURHUR. LOVE YOU TWO.&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/18568524-114674089052500435?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114674089052500435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114674089052500435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114674089052500435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114674089052500435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello_04.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114666802372642641</id><published>2006-05-03T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T22:53:43.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. radio is crap again. yesterday night, the songs on 987 were actually NICE. today it's like crappy. okay must try my luck again. the only nice song was wonderwall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at tanglin almost entire day learning ss, helping germ revise bio. i think i can take her paper alrd. HURHUR. and i went for learning lab like 45 mins late. aiyah decided to go in the end anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese zuo wen was out of point i think, i really didn't know what to write. the main paper was like okay, i could clearly understand all the passages but i could hardly know what to reply for my answers were actually KINDA short. and i talked a lot of crap so oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my OC already. i'm once again a happy kid. and i'll know i'm gonna fall into addiction with OC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm awfully tired and a little lost. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;toolostinyou/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that was _________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114666802372642641?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114666802372642641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114666802372642641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114666802372642641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114666802372642641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114657580178294465</id><published>2006-05-02T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T21:16:42.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got a chinese paper tomorrow. Thou shall love thy mother tongue. something i'll TRY to appreciate haha. but speaking of exams, i must tell you what goes on during my head during exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though, half the time i don't listen to music during mugging of subjects (though now i think it's a good idea to do so to ease the tension between the surrounding air and my clogged up mind) some form of noise plays in my head till i'm in like some sort other dimension concentrating. then i realise i'm playing some sort of noise in my head and return back and forth if you know what i mean. but you know during english papers the song that was playing in my head was *BEEP* by pussycatdolls. yeah. i don't know why. probably cause' that was one video i watched on mtv the night before i guess. i was so tempted to laugh because of that song playing in my head. it was quite amusing really. really such noise/music takes your mind of a whole loada stuff. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i'm blogging about this but yeah, i felt like mentioning what goes on in my head during exams. HAHA queer i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend mentioned to me that i don't care about my studies enough. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that's actually very much true. that's actually quite true but i wonder whether it's a good thing for me considering that when i care, i &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;care. and when that happens... enough about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drank a cup of swiss miss, i feel like drinking another. i should stop. i feel like watching geisha now, but i know i shouldn't and i can't. okay. good start there joyce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i should take the exams as they come because i do last minute studying so that's not good. so it's my fault already that i know i'm not gonna get that particular result because it really doesn't equal to my effort. so yeah. i won't expect much but i'll try i guess. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let's do the sorry dance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i just want you to know who i am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faraway-nickleback/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114657580178294465?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114657580178294465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114657580178294465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114657580178294465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114657580178294465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-got-chinese-paper-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114650031729437192</id><published>2006-05-02T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T00:18:37.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello all you cows out there grazing in the wondering lush fields but suddenly have to move because of the rallies that the different parties are having, how are you. okay that was really random. but ANYWAY! i feel like a cow. i've been pigging out. not good. watched 11 episodes of oc out of the 12 that esmond passed to me. not good. and i got one more chapt of ss left to study. okay lah. i got like ONE MORE ACT OF LIT. not good. i got one chem paper to do. not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DID I TELL YOU THAT &lt;strong&gt;JOHNNY &lt;/strong&gt;IS SO SACRIFICIAL FOR MARISSA? LIKE REALLY HE'S SO NICE TO HER MAN. SHE TOTALLY DOESN'T DESERVE IT AT ALL. REALLY. I MEAN SHES A WHINY/"I MUST FORGET OF MY PAST"/I THANK YOU FOR YOUR EFFORT IN HELPING ME MARRISA. &lt;em&gt;FLOPPY HAIR&lt;/em&gt; IS COOL DID I TELL YOU. SINCE JOHNNY IS SO NICE. SO SAD HE CAN'T SURF ANYMORE! (for those who don't know. i JUST started watching oc. i know very slow. sorry lah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you what my mum said to me on saturday. you would really feel like slapping someone then. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"i didn't know that monday was a holiday because everyday's like a holiday for me"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY THANKS MUM I REALLY NEEDED THAT. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hot chocolate is my best friend in the wee hours of  the night. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COFFEE RIBS ARE LIKE EXTREMLY SAVOURY. (cheemo) trust me on that part of savoury (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a certain craving for chilli crabs now. i wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWISSMISS/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114650031729437192?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114650031729437192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114650031729437192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114650031729437192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114650031729437192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello-all-you-cows-out-there-grazing.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114640059458010125</id><published>2006-04-30T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T20:36:34.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;JOANNE LEE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YU LING&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;JOLLYJOYTHREE.&lt;/span&gt; MAY YOU LIVE A &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;LONGGGGGG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;HAPPY :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; AND &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PROSPEROUS&lt;/span&gt; (THINK:BIG BUTT) &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;LIFE&lt;/span&gt;. MAY YOU HAVE &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;MANY MANY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HOT GUYS/HOT GIRLS/JUNIORS/LAO AH PEKS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;COMING AFTER YOU&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;JOLLYJOYONE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LOVES&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;MANYS OKAY&lt;/span&gt;! HEART&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;HEART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;HEARTHEARTHEARTHEART&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i officially think that i am going to die for midyears. and i got top in your subject okay. don't &lt;em&gt;comprain &lt;/em&gt;hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jollyjoythree, seniors included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SSDAY. the day when you must remember why we have diplomatic ties.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114640059458010125?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114640059458010125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114640059458010125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114640059458010125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114640059458010125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/04/joanne-lee-yu-ling.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114623574970492480</id><published>2006-04-28T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T22:49:09.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT MY EL PAPER ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really, ONE MORBID STORY(: i wanted to laugh while writing it cause' i was kinda imagining how the teacher would react to whatever i was writing anyway. but seriously, IT'S FREAKING MORBID! haha. it's qn 5, Anger. i wrote about child abuse. something about the father influenced by alcohol and had this anger therefore abuse. The plot's okay but the description is SERIOUSLY morbid. i think the last book i read (a million little pieces) has been influencing my plot. [NOTGOOD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Muscles buldged, teeth clenched. My fist transferred this energy into the abdomen causing spasms of pain. The ring on my hand penetrated through her snowy white skin with blood..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. die of morbidness. seriously. i couldn't think of anything else, and i'm not expecting much of a decent score for this piece. but oh well. i enjoyed laughing at myself for not being able to come up with a more proper plot. shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLOPANDA wrote a damn cute story. look for emi for details. you can imagine how weird it is. (because she's emi! MY DARLING PANDA!)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"SOMEBODY" has a "FRIEND" of some sort and they are going to meet to "STUDY" at orchard road and dinner together. "FRIEND" only still go out "SO LATE" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you just love the macs study group adilah lowve (:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at macs. going thru lit. SOMEONE DISTRACTED US. HURHUR. but don't worry. i'm sure the pandas love you manys. but after that we kinda went up to the supermarket at serene centre to walk around. ohmygoodness so interesting up there. THEY HAVE LIKE GOOD FOOD. those foods like you haven't eaten in ages and when you ate when you were a little kid? yeah that kinda stuff. like we realised how DEPRIVED emi is. she loves sausages that are all tied up together. and and and, i remeber eating all the chedder fishys. how nice. totally miss the days. i was telling yasmin how fun rgps was last time. i don't know why it was fun when half the time i didn't know what i was doing other than eating SUPER EXTREMELY WONDERFUL MIAN and laughing around the 6a people and refusing to ever wear my tie.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really like long bus rides, but only if you're not alone. took a LONG bus ride from bukit timah all the way back home. was kinda nice but a little too squeezy for comfort. oh well. bus rides are actually quite fun (: you get to observe a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ELECTIONS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i was so happy when i walked in. i was KINDA expecting it to be a walk over again, but no it isn't. haha the action of it all is cool. the walk in seemed a litle shorter because i was like spotting all the campaign posters. the PAP ones were really huge but not so many in number but the worker party had quite a number but not too many in size i guess. I SOUND EXTREMELY NOOB. sigh. the entire election kinda reminds me of a particular something. shan't go into that though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MAY06. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;don't be too happy so early panda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i'm so sick of love songs &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so tired of tears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so done with cliches&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.... .....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so why can't i turn off the radio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IRONY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;why? this is a love song if you can't tell mr songwriter and it's being played on the radio. such contradictory statements. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to go back and dance. i feel like a caramel glob/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114623574970492480?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114623574970492480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114623574970492480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114623574970492480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114623574970492480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/04/let-me-tell-you-about-my-el-paper-one.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114614896521861293</id><published>2006-04-27T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T22:42:45.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello new skin. enjoy. inspired by LOYWENLIN. aren't you like honoured. love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114614896521861293?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114614896521861293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114614896521861293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114614896521861293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114614896521861293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello-new-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114614299829785131</id><published>2006-04-27T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T21:03:18.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. i'm not gonna comment on today other than lit consultation. after the splitting up of work. i feel so much relief after a while. i need consultation for like 109876545678 other things. happy new year. oh well. let's take it as it comes shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to fill in missing pieces of the puzzle soon. but for now. don't let go okay. (am I making the right move?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay gonna chill out now and brew out some plots for the english MYEs tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;good luck all who are having tests/exams. take much much care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JACQ. he's glancing at you. admit. HUR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114614299829785131?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114614299829785131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114614299829785131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114614299829785131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114614299829785131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114606248443207191</id><published>2006-04-26T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T20:28:47.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;JOYCE YAP WANYI&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAY YOU HAVE TONNS OF &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[HOT&amp;amp;CUTE] GUYS AFTER YOU&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BESTEST AND LOVEFULL WISHES FROM A &lt;em&gt;CARING&lt;/em&gt; FRIEND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;LOVE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;LOVELOVELOVE JOYCENG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114606248443207191?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114606248443207191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114606248443207191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114606248443207191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114606248443207191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-belated-birthday-joyce-yap-wanyi.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114606185465064808</id><published>2006-04-26T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T22:30:55.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EMI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; (HELLO PANDA!)  is like perfect boyfriend height. HURHUR. TALLER ALSO CAN. haha. you know why you know why? coz you see when i lean on her shoulder, just nice! haha. for nanthini, need a bit taller then it was perfect for her. then for adilah emi just bend a bit more only. hurhur. what can you tell about the height ratio? go figure. i think you kinda know what we do in school everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been meeting familiar faces everyday. but you see, i can't seem to remember where they're from or their names for that matter. the other day i saw this girl. i think she was from rgps and she was a prefect. but you see, then again she could have been from crescent. and i just smiled at her. and she sorta recognized me too. today i saw like this junior from rgp. i kinda forgot her name. but she's like in scgs now. should be sec one i think. i REALLY can't remember. all i know is that i took care of classes with her. and during lesson there was this guy called justin. SUPER familiar looking. but i can't remember from where. on tv? or swimming class like a long time ago. hurhur. can't remember. the &lt;strong&gt;POINT&lt;/strong&gt; is that i don't know how to react to these people. coz when you like see them, you crunch your face up and think hmmm where have i see that person. and most of the time more often than not, you can hardly remember. so do you accknowledge? pretty confusing and INTELLECTUAL stuff here man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised. wait not just but i realise how screwed i am for lit because half the time i can't really decipher all the TEAQ nonsense. yeah. i'm dead. so much for taking lit. sighsations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is 2.4 i think. and i'm just gonna die i guess. and i think i might be falling sick soon. don't ask me how i know. ask my body. i haven't been eating dinner that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to eat junk food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114606185465064808?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114606185465064808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114606185465064808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114606185465064808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114606185465064808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/04/emi-hello-panda-is-like-perfect.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114596273103631279</id><published>2006-04-25T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T18:58:51.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts.</title><content type='html'>HI FLAMINGOS.&lt;br /&gt;blogger messed up yesterday. i was in this really rantish mood about polyclinics and $25 but now it's all over. i've been a little cranky with everyone/everything lately even after eating fried mars bars! but anyhow. no matter how cranky anyone anything can get, you have to study. i surprisingly paid attention during chem today. i usually don't reason being cause' i hardly understand anything. but after the self study for me was done i understood a bit more here and there. looks like it's starting to work out. BUT the thing is. i HAVEN'T even started on lit. now THAT'S the killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm extremely depressed over what i saw on _________. they're like great! at least from where i saw it. but yeah it's still depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally totally totally totally need to go back to dance. withdrawal symtoms at the moment. currently because i don't know i feel like a stiff glob of caramel. don't ask me why caramel. figure of speech at the spur of the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons were like until 4 today. nearly died. there was this science competition. i was extremely tired i was like dozing off while shading the ovals. and i was like. AH heck. and i gave random answers and fell asleep for a good half hour! not bad. well at least, i understand chapter four of amath and 9.2 of amath also. then went for chem lesson. i was so high nothing actually hit into my head. oh well it was like 3+ already. we were like so mentally tired i guess. but, at the same time i got tonns of work to complete. namely, amaths. (a few assignments), yingyongwen, lijiewenda,and chemistry tys. okay yes and i got to prepare my speech for tmrw. happy new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lizard and I want to go for hiphop lessons! who wants to go? and i'm actually quite and very tempted to go for adults ballet man. very tempted. but hip hop first. like i said, i feel like a glob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. back to acids, salts, bases and wondering how am i to memorise the stupid solubility table other than knwoing that all nitrates are soluble (right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care all. and i haven't done my reflections for easter yet. i mean one week's not late eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114596273103631279?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114596273103631279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114596273103631279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114596273103631279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114596273103631279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/04/random-thoughts.html' title='random thoughts.'/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114588698735094920</id><published>2006-04-24T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T21:56:27.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to the doctor for OBS check up. let me tell you the WONDERFUL price $25. for what? eh well. ask me about medical history. tick here tick there. measure blood pressure. measure height and weight. lie on the bed. press abdomen. (i started laughing coz it was ticklish. and it didn't help with the doctor laughing at me also. her kid's cute pictures on the wall). woah seriously. i can do all this for myself, FOC. I checked with the lady at the counter at least 3 times like HOW MUCH IS IT. and she was like 25 bucks. i'm like. oh. my.goodness. i was at a polyclinic you know! should have gone to GP would've been cheaper rather than going to polyclinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sad! SO IS LOWVE! our plans have been tarnished! we're doing single intake. JAN 2007. oh joy oh joy. good luck to us. at least i doubt the prelims do matter. i think. but the syllybus will not be covered as slowly as before. WHY OUR BATCH. WHY 1991. i thought it was supposed to be like 1992! we shall replan okay lowve! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rule no. 1 NEVER. ever forget to bring the class key EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i've slept too much now. WHERE'S FELCIA ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114588698735094920?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114588698735094920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114588698735094920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114588698735094920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114588698735094920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/04/went-to-doctor-for-obs-check-up.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114579861192683966</id><published>2006-04-23T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T21:23:31.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>routine. routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine. routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine. routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine. routine. routine. routine. routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CHANGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine.&lt;br /&gt;routine. routine. routine. routine. routine. routine. routine. routine.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were kinda like that change.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was a little thought up there. anyway. today was out with family. went to spegs (: i ate good food. and obviously put on weight. so yeah, i should think i need to start running. and to add on, it's exam week and i've stocked up on all the junk food. like i got TWO snaps and eh. hot chocolate and eh munchem's. i'm going psycho.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't think it'd ever be you. what a lie.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WANT TO SCREAM AT THE TOP OF THE WORLD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you on your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; called&lt;/strong&gt; right track?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little by little, we'd have to give &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; of it up.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;superfresh/&lt;br /&gt;have fun all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114579861192683966?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114579861192683966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114579861192683966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114579861192683966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114579861192683966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/04/routine.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114572034225922037</id><published>2006-04-22T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T23:39:03.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was mugging day. more mugging actually. went to meet LOVE at meili shijie (beauty world) lavania kinda insisted it was her world. (she lives in her own world). we initially wanted to go KAP. then IT HIT US. people from all over the place will be there. and there were tonns of nj tonns of hc. yeah you get the idea. and we were traumatized at the idea. and we tried bukit timah plaza. NO macs. then all the way to beauty world then. sat down there. mugged till i was tired. and we saw people holding nj goodie bags and were so tempted to just take the kit kat. HAHA. and the PANDA didn't come down. EMIWEIMI. was jumping at home practicing broad jump. she wanted to watch the jumping video below to practice. HEHHEHHEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. went off to town later. to meet lavania and joyceyap. passed yap the book and lavania letters. I FEEL SO NICE. my goodness. i just went ALL THE WAY DOWN LAH. but you see. i kinda didn't have anymore attention span to spare. and we were walking down past paragon and nonsense. sigh. NJC WHAT. I MEAN WOAH NJC WHAT. IP WHAT SKIP OLEVELS WHAT! WOAHHHHH. hahahhahahaa. MAKE SO MUCH NOISE AH. WOAHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left went to cousin's birthday. i was SO SCARED IT WOULD RAIN CAN. i was like. okay walk quick walk quick. i feel quite deprived from tv coz i kinda haven't watched it in quite some time. and my cousins CANNOT wait to start school. HOW EXCITING. they're like. i can't wait for school man. then i was like take my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot wait for next friday/thursday to come. QUICK COME QUICK COME QUICK COME. and it's not even sunday yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is like my first PROPER blog post in ten years. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know the missing part would come. again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114572034225922037?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114572034225922037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114572034225922037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114572034225922037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114572034225922037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/04/today-was-mugging-day.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114563432875970013</id><published>2006-04-21T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T23:45:28.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm officially depressed. i think my co-ordination is far from that standard to say the least. and that's just the basics. AH. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, when the lights come on, nothing else matters. just &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now off to chem my heart out. i think i'm hopeless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114563432875970013?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114563432875970013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114563432875970013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114563432875970013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114563432875970013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-officially-depressed.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114553795699691362</id><published>2006-04-20T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T20:59:17.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://adelinegong.blogspot.com/2005/11/conversations-with-god.html"&gt;http://adelinegong.blogspot.com/2005/11/conversations-with-god.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go see this I really like the idea of God calling me kiddo. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you'd walk my way today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114553795699691362?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114553795699691362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114553795699691362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114553795699691362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114553795699691362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/04/httpadelinegong.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114553595417287682</id><published>2006-04-20T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T20:25:56.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i &lt;em&gt;DON'T &lt;/em&gt;owe any emath homework; done all the 6a, 6b, 6c. extremely proud of myself for completing it. (or at least those i intend to do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;em&gt;OWE &lt;/em&gt;4.3, Misc 4 and 9.1 only! from the *&amp;^&amp;amp;*&amp;^%$(*&amp;amp;^%$#@ load of work to 3 exercises only! gotta complete it by tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;em&gt;HOPE &lt;/em&gt;i'll understand bonding by tomorrow while i'll study for it tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studying with ADILAH, LOV(w)E is extremely productive! LOVE YOU LOTS BABE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna fall sick any minute. i'm sneezing like mad right now. (should i go school tomorrow?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why but i suddenly miss all __________ people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;you're just gonna be like the others; so much for a friendship. just when i thought you'd never let emotions over take you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114553595417287682?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114553595417287682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114553595417287682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114553595417287682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114553595417287682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-dont-owe-any-emath-homework-done-all.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114537045335117886</id><published>2006-04-18T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T22:50:52.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some videos for viewing.&lt;br /&gt;WEJUMP! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 298px; HEIGHT: 234px" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Qz4j7QC9yI" width="298" height="234" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114537045335117886?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114537045335117886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114537045335117886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114537045335117886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114537045335117886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/04/some-videos-for-viewing.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114535372606331749</id><published>2006-04-18T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T17:48:46.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i am currently irritated with myself for making too many careless mistakes for my own good in quadratic expressions and equations 4.1, 4.2, 4.3. A Math, i need my 2 or 3. (because i know my E math only a bit hopeless) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;back to my floss bread and 4.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114535372606331749?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114535372606331749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114535372606331749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114535372606331749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114535372606331749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-am-currently-irritated-with-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114528680881831797</id><published>2006-04-17T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T23:13:28.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't seem to upload the youtube video of us jumping leh. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's getting boring and laggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nj's dance thing on friday. die. i totally am not ready for studying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114528680881831797?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114528680881831797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114528680881831797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114528680881831797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114528680881831797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-cant-seem-to-upload-youtube-video-of.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114518896250372357</id><published>2006-04-16T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T20:02:43.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pastor was using analogies (stories?) today to talk about the Lord's grace for us. I felt that it really put the idea of grace in a new perspective (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter lunch was with our batch and michelle. and erm. she's kinda AROUND our age; just a _____ year older. (: i think michelle's quite funny. haha. i haven't mentioned about how one fine day she messaged me and told me had a dream about me doing something. the idea of her waking up and still remembering it is quite freaky because usually people don't remember dreams right? haha. and when i told fel-cia we both laughed during _______ lesson. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the mango in the fridge is simply good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just slept three hours straight. good luck to me with sleeping tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to tomyam maggimee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114518896250372357?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114518896250372357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114518896250372357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114518896250372357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114518896250372357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/04/pastor-was-using-analogies-stories.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114512057516683805</id><published>2006-04-16T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T01:02:55.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DANCERS OMG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WOOHOO DANCERS (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU TR.ADE. JEREMY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CLAP.BANG. POSE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JOSH.RACHEL.CAMILLE.JOANNE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BENK.NAT.JOEL.NICK.IVAN.SHIYUN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YUWEN.CHERYLN.ZHIHUI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANKYOULORDFORYOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AMAZINGAMAZING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GRACE (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114512057516683805?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114512057516683805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114512057516683805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114512057516683805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114512057516683805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/04/dancers-omg.html' title='DANCERS OMG!'/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114503141112548276</id><published>2006-04-15T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T00:16:51.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK GOD FOR HIS GRACE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL DANCERS. CONCERT WAS GREAT (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DESPITE THE NERVOUSNESS AND NERVEWRECKINGNESS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ZHIHUI.YUWEN.CHERYLN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JOEL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NICK.IVAN.SHIYUN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NAT.JOANNE.RACHEL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BENK.CAMILLE.JOSH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;but it's only the first night (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i thought that we'd be love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114503141112548276?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114503141112548276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114503141112548276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114503141112548276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114503141112548276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/04/first-night.html' title='first night.'/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114494384988737990</id><published>2006-04-13T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T23:57:29.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy happy day. it's the end of the week. lessons ended at three today. boy am i so happy that triple sciences weren't even offered to me (: i think ending at 1.45 is just ample time for me to sruvive. anyhow. i'm just glad the week's over. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to have like 5 tests this week but emath was postponed and i haven't taken egeog yet. the rest was like. _______. and i have not mentioned that i got 1/20 for a math. amazing. a1 to 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm tired. when i got concert pics and all i'll load it up (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114494384988737990?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114494384988737990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114494384988737990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114494384988737990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114494384988737990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-happy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114476837430081294</id><published>2006-04-11T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T23:12:59.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been a little busy lately :/&lt;br /&gt;but, it's well worth it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good friday/easter this weekend; really excited.&lt;br /&gt;church's gonna have a concert. contact me if you wanna come yeah? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114476837430081294?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114476837430081294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114476837430081294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114476837430081294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114476837430081294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/04/ive-been-little-busy-lately-but-its.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114442481555163469</id><published>2006-04-07T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T23:46:55.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>funfair; prep was quite hectic but fun towards the end. i mean guys, look at it. ITS PINK. neon in fact. HOW CAN IT NOT MAKE YOU HIGH? i think our stall's a hot chic. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU ALL WHO HELPED OUT. OMG I LOVE YOU GUYS OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i apologize for the class tee layout to be a little bit screwed. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;COME TO 3G2's SMOOTHTALK TO GET WAFFLE POPSICLES AND SMOOTHIES ON 8THAPRIL.EXTREMELY UNIQUE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sell sell sell. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think dance was cool. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME ON DOWN TO CRESCENT FUNFAIR LUH. SUPPORT 3G2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114442481555163469?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114442481555163469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114442481555163469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114442481555163469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114442481555163469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/04/funfair-prep-was-quite-hectic-but-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114434010213684328</id><published>2006-04-07T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T00:15:02.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>funfair.</title><content type='html'>FUNFAIR. shall never appear in my dictionary again. period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114434010213684328?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114434010213684328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114434010213684328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114434010213684328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114434010213684328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/04/funfair.html' title='funfair.'/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114415383518345519</id><published>2006-04-04T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T20:30:35.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm gonna die of funfair stress too. simply beacause, I HAVEN'T GOTTEN THE WAFFLE MACHINE. AHHH. rent rent rent. PRIMA DELI PLEASE RENT IT TO ME SIMPLY BECAUSE JOANNE LEE LOVES YOUR WAFFLES OKAY. okay. chill.&lt;br /&gt;next stress is the ______ homework ;D that's my fault already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally, i think 3G2's ads are so creative! thanks to CECILIA! (: so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think JOLLYJOYONE and TWO are going to JOLLYJOYTHREE'S house to blend stuff! (unconfirmed) JOLLYJOYTWO HASN'T CALLED ME YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUY FUNFAIR TIX FROM ME MAN. PLEASE. &lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114415383518345519?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114415383518345519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114415383518345519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114415383518345519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114415383518345519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-gonna-die-of-funfair-stress-too.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114398689310373276</id><published>2006-04-02T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T22:08:13.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVERY SINGLE ONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single step,&lt;br /&gt;Every single breath,&lt;br /&gt;Every single moment&lt;br /&gt;brought him closer to His death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet He did not turn away&lt;br /&gt;And we heard Him say,&lt;br /&gt;"Forgive them! Forgive them!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single heart,&lt;br /&gt;Every single soul,&lt;br /&gt;Was singled out by Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;Forgiven and made whole.&lt;br /&gt;For every single sin,&lt;br /&gt;Jesus died and rose again.&lt;br /&gt;God gave His only Son&lt;br /&gt;For every single one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single nail,&lt;br /&gt;Every single thorn,&lt;br /&gt;He took them as His purporse&lt;br /&gt;From the moment He was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As He hung upon the tree,&lt;br /&gt;Spoke these words for you and me,&lt;br /&gt;"Forgive them! Forgive them!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single heart,&lt;br /&gt;Every single soul,&lt;br /&gt;Was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;singled out by Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Forgiven and made whole&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;For every single sin&lt;br /&gt;Jesus died and rose again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God gave His &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; Son&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;single&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single heart,&lt;br /&gt;Every single soul,&lt;br /&gt;Was singled out by Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Forgiven and made whole.&lt;br /&gt;For every single sin&lt;br /&gt;Jesus died and rose again.&lt;br /&gt;God gave His only Son&lt;br /&gt;For every single one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God gave His only son&lt;br /&gt;For every single one,&lt;br /&gt;For every single one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Easter comes, I'm reminded of the Lord's death for my sins. Easter comes every year but there's this different personal meaning each time. His grace is really really made sufficient for &lt;em&gt;ALL &lt;/em&gt;of us. He took the place which was &lt;em&gt;meant &lt;/em&gt;to be ours. &lt;em&gt;His love, more than enough to suffice. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114398689310373276?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114398689310373276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114398689310373276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114398689310373276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114398689310373276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/04/every-single-one-every-single-step.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114385940977105553</id><published>2006-04-01T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T10:43:29.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;COOL WAFFLE RECIPES ANYONE? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please tell me thanks (: msn/e-mail me at &lt;a href="mailto:joyce.crez@heulab.com"&gt;joyce.crez@heulab.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[OH EVEN IF YOU HAVE WAFFLE MAKERS TO LOAN PLEASE?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3G2 LOOK HERE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello. I NEED TO GET CLASS TEE SOON. please msg/call/e-mail/msn me your details okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. WHITE/BLACK/BOTH. (some people want white, some want black. so yeah take your pick.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. SIZES:&lt;br /&gt;XS-36&lt;br /&gt;S-38&lt;br /&gt;M-40&lt;br /&gt;L-42&lt;br /&gt;XL-44&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. IF you really want ladies cut, tell me. but it's actually quite tight. may not be to your liking. after all, i think you might wear it in school only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 296px; HEIGHT: 200px" height="390" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/white.jpg" width="652" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 205px" height="538" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/black.jpg" width="566" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these two designs. the words are GOLD. if you have any cooler fonts for the front, PLEASE TELL ME ASAP OKAY. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE. and i think the white might just look cool with gold. ooh black is said to be hot. yeah. and oh if you can't make the decision, you got the option of both shirts. BUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;$15/SHIRT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please do take note okay! please call me ASAP. go mlg to check for my hp number or ask around! (: -STRESSED ALREADY- HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh if other people do want our shirt, e-mail me also! HAHAHA. (kidding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think funfair's just gonna kill me lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a totally irrelavent note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 338px; HEIGHT: 223px" height="511" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_2887.jpg" width="618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilovethem (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114385940977105553?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114385940977105553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114385940977105553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114385940977105553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114385940977105553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/04/cool-waffle-recipes-anyone-please-tell.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114372871150368362</id><published>2006-03-30T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T22:25:11.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>disappearing seems exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my back is dying from all the stuff at chinese dance today. darling counter pain. where are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw groundnuts on the table. i really think it's the next most addictive thing to drugs. -the low sexy husky voice. (amidst the mess on the table)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOLLYJOYS &lt;/strong&gt;are the kewlestxz! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that said, i'm number one! she's number two! and there's a number three!&lt;br /&gt;we are, the JOLLYJOYS! (sounds like the sweet to me: you know that rounded gummy things)&lt;br /&gt;Number one and two really need to rebond their hair; GUESS WHO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think fel-cia &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; needs to come back for lessons. someone has been a little empty in the tummy during a math, emath, english, chinese, chem, physics. (for some reason, i'm not hungry during all the humanities)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh great. i got physics :&lt; tell me i've got little to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just slept &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;x &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;number of hours. how many did i sleep? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114372871150368362?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114372871150368362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114372871150368362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114372871150368362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114372871150368362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/03/disappearing-seems-exciting.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114347790994344548</id><published>2006-03-28T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T00:45:17.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dance</title><content type='html'>dance today was cool to say the least. it was like trashing out session. anyway. there is like still 3 months or so. but what really really matters regardless whoever is taking over sec threes must really PING!4 for syf. because there are like two batches who've not done syf and we definitely all have to help them (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANKS ALL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;who bitched about me in front of me! [it sounds cooler than telling me my problems in front of me you see] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i must complete this post tmrw complete with photos. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114347790994344548?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114347790994344548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114347790994344548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114347790994344548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114347790994344548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/03/dance.html' title='dance'/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114326713214254870</id><published>2006-03-25T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T14:12:12.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>carryhandbags.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="www.carryhandbags.com"&gt;CARRYHANDBAGS.COM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very quirky. funky. cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/JACKBLACK_front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go see! now now now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANCE TEE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 301px; HEIGHT: 225px" height="225" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_2821.jpg" width="293" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO CREZ DANCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 307px; HEIGHT: 211px" height="220" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/IMG_2822.jpg" width="316" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114326713214254870?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114326713214254870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114326713214254870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114326713214254870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114326713214254870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/03/carryhandbagscom.html' title='carryhandbags.com'/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114312110608750299</id><published>2006-03-23T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T21:38:26.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow is sports day. yay, no school.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is crescent finals for hockey. going down to watch. [THINIDARLING, BE PROUD]&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is 4x100m &lt;s&gt;i wonder why i am running.&lt;/s&gt; am i running?&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is 4x400m i don't even know whether i'm running.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is the day i hope my muscle aches heal&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is the day i wonder again why i went for house practices. hm.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is the day i wear the new dance tee (it's pretty)&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is the day i go "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GO FELCIA!! JIA YOU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i mean am i loyal or what. i might just make a banner for her?)&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i am going to eat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW WILL COME AND I'LL SEE HOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to paint the sun and the moon (literally)&lt;br /&gt;AND I REALLY LOVE THE NEW DANCE TEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will load the pictures another day. photobucket is having maintanence (or maybe later)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114312110608750299?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114312110608750299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114312110608750299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114312110608750299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114312110608750299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/03/tomorrow-is-sports-day.html' title=''/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114303915800811802</id><published>2006-03-22T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T22:52:38.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bugged?</title><content type='html'>i constantly remind myself that i am not bugged by everything. but deep within my heart i know i feel extremely indignant. so, i shall live with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114303915800811802?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114303915800811802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114303915800811802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114303915800811802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114303915800811802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/03/bugged.html' title='bugged?'/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114294279215754693</id><published>2006-03-21T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T20:06:32.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is His body, broken for you.</title><content type='html'>James Frey- A Million Little Pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an excerpt of a conversation between Joanne and James&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"How can you be so sure that something Greater than ourselves doesn't exist?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can you be so sure it does?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because I have faith in it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She pauses, takes a deep breath, speaks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do you think faith is?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think for a moment. I speak.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Faith is the belief in something that can't be proven to exist.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever considered it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And why don't you have it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think God is something that people use to avoid reality. I think faith allows People to reject what is right in front of our eyes, which is that this thing, this life, this existence, this consciousness, or whatever word you want to use for it, is all we have and all we'll ever have. I think People have faith because they want and need to belive in something, whatever that something is, because life can be hard and depressing and brutal if you don't. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You may be right, but what about accepting the idea that faith can make your life better. I know my faith makes my life better and whether what I believe exists or not, because i have faith in it, I get the benefits of that faith.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not going to ever have faith in God or anything like God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you have faith in love?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meaning what?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you believe in love?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you believe it can make your life better?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;DO you have faith in anything else?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friendship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You believe in friendship?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Very much so.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anything else?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's your point?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can't prove love or friendship exist but you still have faith in them."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this book because it's a frank, candid account. but it really doesn't mean i agree with everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is His body, broken for you&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/18568524-114294279215754693?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114294279215754693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114294279215754693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114294279215754693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114294279215754693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-is-his-body-broken-for-you.html' title='This is His body, broken for you.'/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114277179012041921</id><published>2006-03-19T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T21:10:12.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a million little pieces.</title><content type='html'>i've just read that book. really good (: A MILLION LITTLE PIECES. by JAMES FREY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My sins are unpardonable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i stare at the question&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My sins are unpardonable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i stare at the question&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a whole lot more stuff i just want to type but another time (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114277179012041921?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114277179012041921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114277179012041921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114277179012041921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114277179012041921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/03/million-little-pieces.html' title='a million little pieces.'/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18568524.post-114259565183244574</id><published>2006-03-17T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T20:51:56.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love crez dance (:</title><content type='html'>SYF MALAYSIA DANCE OVERLOAD! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SI YE YAO PING[!] CHU LAI!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 293px; HEIGHT: 251px" height="507" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2626.jpg" width="394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah lam looking eh. lerthagic. or she's always like that lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 297px; HEIGHT: 220px" height="445" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2637.jpg" width="576" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bell and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 309px; HEIGHT: 260px" height="474" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2639.jpg" width="414" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUSEWAY! SECONDLINK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 412px; HEIGHT: 306px" height="450" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2647.jpg" width="599" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US ON THE M'SIAN BUS (: bell's glad i didn't qiang3 her wei4 zi3 cheefy me lam and lizard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 413px; HEIGHT: 326px" height="421" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2649.jpg" width="364" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME AND ZIF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 416px; HEIGHT: 249px" height="447" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2662.jpg" width="585" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lizard sleeping on the way there. the one on the way back was EVEN MORE CLASSIC. but aiyah forgot to take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 415px; HEIGHT: 266px" height="468" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2668.jpg" width="517" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiqi pouting. HEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 414px; HEIGHT: 302px" height="455" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2679.jpg" width="553" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SARAH LAUGHING LIKE MAD (AT SOMETHING AGAIN) AS WE MOVE THE BEDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 413px; HEIGHT: 303px" height="505" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2672.jpg" width="495" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2682.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our little room. it was quite OKAY. there were stains on the floor. the standing lamp didn't work. (wires all frayed) and i wonder what's it's purpose. i think it was to clutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, the wheels came off too. sarah laughed like mad at this. i think dixin and i stood by bewildered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 301px" height="455" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2691.jpg" width="520" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what alyssa was laughing at. but, okhey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 401px; HEIGHT: 300px" height="598" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2695.jpg" width="401" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G2 DANCERS! YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 306px" height="595" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2693.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and dixin. why she so VULGAR AH. (ROOMMATE AH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 406px; HEIGHT: 321px" height="598" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2730.jpg" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay nice pic, more glam (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 404px; HEIGHT: 312px" height="597" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2703.jpg" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keon's squashed and fatigued!!!! ah lam ah. why like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 409px; HEIGHT: 350px" height="603" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2711.jpg" width="409" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISS NG UNGLAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 412px; HEIGHT: 290px" height="600" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2707.jpg" width="412" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME AND ROOMMATE SARAH WHO CAN'T STOP LAUGHING BUT YET SHYLY NICE (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 413px; HEIGHT: 314px" height="599" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2704.jpg" width="413" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2734.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking to the bus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changing on the bus. (putting on doudou)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 286px" height="599" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2738.jpg" width="399" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice evening scenary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 398px; HEIGHT: 341px" height="521" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2751.jpg" width="657" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 394px; HEIGHT: 301px" height="511" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2752.jpg" width="546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIGHT! PRETTAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 397px; HEIGHT: 326px" height="417" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2771.jpg" width="436" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GROUP PIC. tired but happy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 397px; HEIGHT: 266px" height="491" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2757.jpg" width="477" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me cass lizard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 394px; HEIGHT: 284px" height="566" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2768.jpg" width="394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAOSHI PENG YOU HEN PRO! haha. she's doing alyssa's eyes. very nice you know. three shades! red, blue, white. (oh thank you to alyssa, dixin and shihui for letting us cut queue!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 394px; HEIGHT: 273px" height="493" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2776.jpg" width="394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAHJONG (my set)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 389px; HEIGHT: 327px" height="488" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2773.jpg" width="513" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all red handed i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 395px; HEIGHT: 284px" height="603" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2780.jpg" width="395" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah lam's butt falling off the seat already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 406px; HEIGHT: 278px" height="574" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2713.jpg" width="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec twos. cynthia like posing like that. model! HEH (digressing here, NICHOLE WON AMERICA'S NEXT TOP MODEL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 401px; HEIGHT: 346px" height="598" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2729.jpg" width="401" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wendy, i pity you.&lt;br /&gt;wendy shiqi cynthia valerie shihui and zif.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 406px; HEIGHT: 277px" height="597" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/feelingright/MALAYSIA%20DANCE%20PICS/IMG_2699.jpg" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and alyssa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 402px; HEIGHT: 255px" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CqTe3I-528E" width="402" height="255" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SI YE YAO PING CHU LAI!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 403px; HEIGHT: 336px" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PuZk4gJOFcI" width="403" height="336" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is basically a photolog of malaysia trip (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE CREZ DANCE (and my dou dou)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance like you really mean it. and i really love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember the second night we danced so many of us were crying. lam cheefy and i were like laughing crying just because cheefy started crying. WHAT IS THIS MAN. haha. i saw christine cass they all i already wanted to cry lah. omg, when i saw keon (TAKE CARE) i really wanted to cry also. (PS: bell, it's really His grace that you didn't dance with your leg dripping away) ;D) but the adrenaline rush, the energy and pain all worth it (: it's because we're crez dance;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SIYEYAOPING[!]CHULAI!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family camp was great. really. i just hope i can really abide (: there's really a lot to say about camp but not here i suppose. ;D i really hope i can truly learn how to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Lord, whatever you ask" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;step by step (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18568524-114259565183244574?l=feelingorange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/feeds/114259565183244574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18568524&amp;postID=114259565183244574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114259565183244574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18568524/posts/default/114259565183244574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelingorange.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-love-crez-dance.html' title='i love crez dance (:'/><author><name>JOYCE</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
